The story of the rich and the young being tricked into farming

As dusk approached, the sky darkened a lot.

Jing Ling, who had changed into ordinary clothes, suddenly appeared at the gate of Prince Ning's Mansion. The emperor often came to visit this Prince Ning's Mansion. Most of the housekeepers who guarded the gate knew his identity, so they didn't dare to stop him.

Before the emperor arrived in Jingmin's courtyard, a small house slave with fast feet had already arrived in King Ning's courtyard, and Fuer passed the news to Han Xiuping who was standing behind Jingmin.

"Your Highness," Han Xiuping lowered his eyes to remind him, "that one is here."

Jing Minshi slightly loosened his second finger, and a sunspot landed on the chessboard. He asked in a muffled voice, "So what?"

Right now, King Ning was feeling sullen, and Han Xiuping naturally had a hundred people who were unwilling to talk to him, but he could only reply in a low voice: "Your Highness forgot, today you just complained of illness and turned down that person's invitation. You must be here to visit a sick person, and it is somewhat inappropriate for you to sit under this pavilion like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Ling stepped into the courtyard. He put his hands behind his back and hung a sandalwood fan in his hand. Seeing Jing Min sitting alone in the pavilion playing chess, he narrowed his eyes slightly. Eye, then smiled and said: "Didn't Ah Min suffer from an old illness today, saying that he has a splitting headache? Why don't you just lie on the bed, and would rather sit here and play chess alone than enter the palace to play chess with me? "

Jing Min sat on the wooden wheelchair, bowed vainly to Jing Ling, and asked back, "Why is the emperor here?"

"I heard that you suddenly suffered from an old illness, so I naturally want to come and have a look at you." Jing Ling sat down opposite the chess table, "It's just that I look at you so well?"

Jing Min lied without blushing and said: "Thank you, Brother Huang, for your concern. I just had a severe headache, but I rested in bed for a while, and now I feel better. I woke up and couldn't sit still, so I came out to play chess to solve it." relieve boredom."

Jing Ling glanced at the black and white chess pieces on the chess table, and saw that the black ones moved quite aggressively, but the white ones seemed to be restrained, calm but not calm, impatient but not impatient, a game of chess seemed to be venting Jing Ling seldom saw such a situation with Jing Min's dropped chess pieces.

A smile of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes: "A Min looks like he is restless, who provoked you?"

"The emperor is overthinking, no one provokes his younger brother," Jing Min replied in a gentle voice, showing no signs of abnormality on his face, "Maybe it's because of my headache that I didn't play well in this game of chess."

Jing Ling put the folding fan on the side of the chess table: "Is it better now? Do you need me to ask the imperial doctor to take a look at it for you?"

Jing Min shook his head slightly: "There is no need to work on such a trivial matter, the imperial doctor, this is an old problem of my brother, and it is much better now."

"In that case, Ah Min will do me a favor and accompany me to the next game. The few chess players raised in the Imperial Academy are all mediocre, and the best game they played was just to beat my son-in-law." Jing Ling casually said, "Not at all as good as you, Ah Min."

Han Xiuping, who was standing behind Jing Min with his head bowed, remained silent, and there was no superfluous expression on his face, but he secretly slandered in his heart, except for his own prince who is not afraid of death in Shangjing, whoever dares to play chess will win Over the emperor?I don't know if the emperor really can't see his own chess power clearly, or if he just pretends to be confused

Jing Min smiled and said: "Your Majesty is wrong. Those few players in the Imperial Academy are all first-class chess players. They lost to His Majesty only because His Majesty's chess skills are too high. This is His Majesty's modesty."

What he said was very useful to Jing Ling, the emperor smiled slightly at Jing Min, and then said: "Ah Min, if you say that, then you have only lost to me once in so many years, and you can only be the well-deserved No. Already a chess player?"

Jing Min pursed the smile on his lips, looking a little ashamed: "Brother Huang, don't make fun of my younger brother like this."

"I'm still black today, you're not in good health today, do you need me to let you have a baby?"

"Thank you, Brother Huang, for your kindness, but if you give up the piece, wouldn't this chess be meaningless? Let's continue as usual." Jing Min said tactfully.

"Alright."

Han Xiuping heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the emperor's words "that's fine". His master is in a bad mood today, so he probably won't be able to show the emperor any face. He was killed until nothing remained.

But the emperor is the emperor of ninety-five years, so it seems too narrow-minded to punish King Ning, and he, Han Xiuping, as the only spectator present, may have a hard time that day. The emperor may take his anger on him and indirectly break his Zhejingmin's face.

"Today is Princess Ning's third day of marriage, right? It's the day he returned to Ning, but his family is far away in Gusu, and you have limited mobility, so it's a pity that you can't go back to visit your relatives." Jing Ling picked up a sunspot and chatted As if to speak, "But there is no one else in his family. Ye Hongfang has been dispatched to the border of the desert now, and his stepmother has also been buried in the earth. I feel sorry for him."

When he said this, the emperor's eyes kept falling on Jing Min's face, eager to catch some leaked emotions from it.

It's a pity that Jing Min didn't let him get what he wanted, and he acted calmly and unhurriedly: "Xiaozhou is now a member of Prince Ning's Mansion, and his younger brother is his close relative. Besides, whether his father is in Pingjiang or in the Northwest , are far away from each other and cannot see each other, and he has always disliked his stepmother, now this is just what he wants, there is nothing to regret."

"Ah Min has been so cold-hearted since he was a child." A pointed smile floated on Jing Ling's face, "I don't know if you are hard-hearted or soft-hearted, or if you are really so open-minded."

Jing Min just smiled without warmth.

From the time when Jing Min held the white chess and dropped the first piece to now when the last piece is finished, it has only been half a stick of incense, and Heizi has lost terribly. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Heizi has reached the point of no return.

Jing Ling took a deep look at the chess game. In the past, Jing Min only won him half a piece. It was rare that he was defeated like this. Improved again."

"My brother won't win by martial arts, because the emperor's mind is not on chess today," Jing Min walked down the slope, "and your Majesty is busy with government affairs all day long, how can you be as leisure as my brother, practicing chess all day long?"

"It's because my skills are not as good as others'." Jing Ling put away the folding fan and got up, "There are still a pile of folds in the Qingxin Palace. You need to rest. I'm going back to the palace first."

Jing Min cupped his hands and bid farewell: "Your Majesty, walk slowly."

As soon as the emperor left, Jing Min's face turned cold again. He disrupted the game of chess that he had just played, and then said in a nonchalant manner: "He just doesn't want to see this king, and he doesn't want to say a word. The windows are shut..."

Han Xiuping knew that Jing Min couldn't make it through, just now, in that game of chess, King Ning refused to even give the emperor's face, and every step he made was a killer move, and he blamed the emperor for coming today. It's time for Jing Min to be so angry that he has nowhere to vent his anger.

"I don't know if I should say something or not. I think His Highness doesn't like to hear it..."

Jing Min gave him a cold look: "Shut up if you know it's inappropriate."

Han Xiuping: "But this subordinate wants to talk."

Immediately afterwards, he added: "It's about Concubine Ning, maybe it can clear up the confusion for the prince."

"What is there to doubt about this king? What a joke," King Ning sneered, and after a pause he asked, "What's your opinion?"

Han Xiuping lowered his gaze, and did not dare to speak too much: "His Royal Highness, you can think about it from the standpoint of the princess. These days, the princess has been suffering from homelessness, and there have been many changes in the family. All of this..."

Jing Min interjected: "You want to say that the culprit of all this is the king, right? But they deserve it, and someone has to go to hell, right?"

"Your Highness, if you think so, of course." Han Xiuping didn't intend to refute Jing Min's words at all, but said, "I just want to say that the princess has misunderstood Your Highness and thinks that His Highness won't leave Ye Hongfang a way out. Your Highness Think about it, Ye Hongfang is none other than the concubine's own father, a relative he values ​​more than his own life."

Han Xiuping originally wanted to give Jing Min an example, but after thinking about it, he didn't expect that Jing Min had anything particularly important to look at.

For a person like him, I don't know whether to say it is hateful or pathetic.

"For the person he values ​​more than his own life, this king is enough."

Probably because he thought it was absurd to say this, Jing Min's eyes darkened, and he fell silent suddenly.

Just when Han Xiuping thought that he would not answer the conversation again, King Ning suddenly spoke again: "Then what do you think about this king?"

"As long as you explain this matter to Wang Hao, he will know that you are trying to save Ye Hongfang, not really want his life. If the misunderstanding is resolved, Wang Hao will naturally feel more at ease."

Jing Min was silent for a while again, after thinking for a long time, he opened his mouth again, but his voice was extremely low, as if he was afraid that people would hear him.

He said: "Then do as you say, and you explain."

My lord finally had some humanity. Although he was still unwilling to explain to Ye Xiaozhou himself, Han Xiuping was still very happy for him. He smiled and said, "Observe."

Jing Min leaned back, and suddenly said: "Wait a minute...you remember to act more naturally, it's best to pretend to reveal it casually, you accidentally slipped your mouth, let alone the king's intention , other than that, don’t say anything superfluous.”

Before Han Xiuping had time to answer, he heard footsteps coming from outside. When the two turned their heads, they found that it was Steward Wu leading Doctor Chen.

"What are you doing here?" Jing Min asked.

Dr. Chen was panting heavily, apparently he had come all the way. Seeing that Butler Wu had turned around and retreated, he said, "My lord is not well, my concubine wants grass people..."

Jing Min frowned slightly: "Don't pant, just keep talking."

"Princess, he just called Caomin into the mansion, and asked Caomin to prescribe an abortion pill for him. Caomin knew that this was not a trivial matter, so he immediately came to tell the prince."