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

Xiao Xingshan pulled out the long whip of the imperial horse at his waist, and then offered it with both hands.

His eyes moved slightly, and he paused briefly on the long whip for a while, and then persuaded: "Your Majesty, the execution of this rebellious king tomorrow will be done in public. The evidence is convincing, and no one dares to criticize you. King Ni has fallen in this hall, if word spreads, it might be..."

The servant beside him and Xiao Xingshan looked at each other for a while, and then joined in to persuade: "What General Xiao said is reasonable, if it gets out, some people will inevitably think that His Majesty has a ghost in his heart, and I'm afraid it will ruin the reputation of the Holy Majesty... ..."

Jing Ling raised her hand and slapped the eunuch, the eunuch immediately knelt down, kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, calm down, Your Majesty, calm down..."

"Tie up this Niwang, put him in the sky prison, and keep him under strict supervision!" Jing Ling flicked her hand, with an inexplicable anger in her eyes.

As the supreme being in the world, he has sat on this dragon chair for more than ten years, and he has to look at the faces of the Chinese and military officials, he has to worry about the face of the royal family, and he has to block the people of the world. There are many mouths.

It seems that he is supreme and has endless power, but in fact he is walking on thin ice, with his hands tied.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Xingshan stepped forward, put King Ning back on the wheelchair, then turned around to take him away.

"Wait a minute," the emperor said suddenly, "I'm going with you too——Lan She, you too."

He still can't trust these people next to him.

The queen stepped forward quickly, grabbed the emperor's forearm, and persuaded gently: "Your Majesty hasn't slept well these days, why don't you go back to the palace to rest?"

Jing Ling shook off her hand, and then said coldly: "As long as Jing Min survives, I can't close my eyes. Tonight, I want to watch him personally and see what other tricks he can pull off."

When he said this, he paused, and suddenly softened his tone: "The queen has been with me for so long, she must be tired, why not go back to Jingren Palace to have a good rest, don't burn yourself out."

In the sky prison at this time, the lights were brightly lit all night.

A group of people passed by the two iron prisons, and saw that many people were sparsely imprisoned inside.

Most of the people who have been imprisoned recently are the old party members of the previous dynasty, conservatives who desperately want to stop the reform. When they saw Jing Min who was escorted in and the emperor behind him, they immediately understood everything. .

Among them was Zhonglie from the previous court, who was already seventy-two years old. He stood up tremblingly, pointed at Jing Ling's nose, and cursed: "Jing Ling, you pack us old bones into the house!" Forget about going to prison, but now you are actually attacking your own flesh and blood, are you... worthy of the late emperor?"

Hearing the sound, Jing Ling stopped suddenly, and then changed her way to the edge of the old minister's iron prison: "In the whole world, the one who is most worthy of Emperor Xiaoren is Zhen——Ai Qing, but I forgot, it was General Zhen He redeemed it from the Huns."

"As for Jing Min, he intends to commit treason, and the crime cannot be punished." He paused, with a playful smile on his face, "Ai Qing, open your eyes and take a good look. What is the most important thing you should scold? who?"

Although the old official was old, his hand holding the iron railing was still strong. He was originally a civil servant and admonisher, and when he opened his mouth, there was a deafening sound: "Those old systems are all treasures left by our ancestors. It is the painstaking efforts of countless sages for hundreds of years, but you...you throw them away like shoes, what face do you have to face Jing's ancestors?"

"Those corrupt old systems are already useless, just like Aiqing, maybe one day in the morning, I won't be able to wake up again. I am doing this for the sake of Jing's future generations. What do you know, old man?"

The old official looked at him disappointedly, and then his eyes stopped on Jing Min for a while, and he said in a deep voice: "If Emperor Xiaoren is still here, this world will never be this world."

Jing Ling sneered when she heard this, and said sarcastically, "If this world is still under his control, I'm afraid that now I'm courting the common people, and I'll have to follow that Xiongnu's surname."

The grey-haired and bearded civil servant saw that he didn't listen to his persuasion at all, but slid on the ground in a daze, his eyes fell on Jing Min's legs sadly, then shook his head slightly, and sighed deeply.

He looked at Jing Ling's leaving back, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid this world will be destroyed by your hands."

After the emperor ordered Xiao Xingshan to hang Jing Min with five flowers, Jing Ling leaned over and pulled out the long whip soaked in salt water in the corner, and threw it on Jing Min's back with all his strength.

This blow was really hard, but Jing Min just let out a low muffled groan.

Jing Ling's eyes were red, and she paused every word: "As long as you beg for mercy, I can let you go and let you die quickly tomorrow."

Jing Min didn't say a word, and received several whips from him, and the emperor beat him harder and harder, and his skin was torn apart with each blow.

Even through a layer of clothes, Xiao Xingshan at the side can imagine what kind of scene is under the clothes.

"Are you dumb?" Jing Ling asked, but her hands didn't stop, "I ask you, where did you hide Ye Xiaozhou? What's the purpose?"

If he had dropped dozens of whips in a row, if he was an ordinary person, he might have passed out, but Jing Min could still laugh at this time.

The corners of his lips curved slightly, and he asked back: "It's just a porcelain vase that can't be restrained by the hand, what is there to worry about, Your Majesty?"

The emperor's face became more and more gloomy: "If you confess well, I can still make you die together. If I find him by myself, I will definitely demote him to slavery and send him to be a prostitute in a flower building. Tell him that life is worse than death, and finally chop him up and throw him in a mass grave to feed the wild dogs."

"Your Majesty's methods are really vicious." Jing Min bit his lip at some point, and a trace of blood came out of his tongue, "but what does that have to do with me?"

At the same time, the Huguo Temple on the other side was almost silent.

Ye Xiaozhou sat at the table, listening to the occasional sound of chanting the scriptures and the sizzling of the burning lanterns in front of him with the wind outside.

"Master, let's rest earlier," Chen Mengchu persuaded, "It's already five o'clock, if you continue to suffer, you will be ruined."

The orange light gave Ye Xiaozhou's brows a layer of golden rims. He seldom frowned like this, and such a sad look seemed incompatible with him.

Ye Xiaozhou shook his head slightly, then turned his head and asked Cheng Xiaofeng: "How are you two outside? Is there any news about Jing Min?"

"Slave, go and ask those masters outside." Cheng Xiaofeng replied.

Ye Xiaozhou nodded, and then Cheng Xiaofeng turned around and left the room.

Immediately afterwards, he stared at the bean-like lights in front of him, and became a little dazed.

Just now they were all hiding in the corridor without saying a word, suddenly a voice from the stable on top came from a deliberately lowered voice: "Come out, three of you."

None of the three of them said anything, and then they heard the man say again: "Princess, please be at ease, the servant is on the side of the prince."

Ye Xiaozhou thought that he could find this place in one go, and he could accurately tell that there were three of them, so he must have made peace with King Ning in advance.

At this moment, Cheng Xiaofeng also spoke behind him: "Let's go."

Just after the three went out, the man immediately shouted outside: "Brothers, I found it! People are here, don't let them run away!"

Ye Xiaozhou was still a little dazed at first, but Chen Mengchu and Cheng Xiaofeng ran out side by side, and finally they were caught by Lan She's men without any surprise.

As soon as Lan Shefu saw him, he smiled at him: "Xiao Zhou, why didn't you listen to my uncle? He told you to go to the side door, but you stayed here, really disobedient - tied up all three of them ,take away!"

In the end, all three of them were tied up and stuffed into the carriage.

However, as soon as the carriage stopped, they were in front of the benefactor wing of Huguo Temple.

Cheng Xiaofeng said thoughtfully: "It must be someone from the prince who lost the carriage."

Recalling this, Ye Xiaozhou suddenly took out from his belt the ugly handkerchief that King Ning gave him. It was stuffed into his belt by King Ning when he was in the dungeon before leaving.

He also left such a sentence in his ear: "You must cherish the things this king gave you."

Ye Xiaozhou opened the embroidered handkerchief, and found a crumpled note inside, he immediately smoothed the note, and glanced at it by the light.

The handwriting on it is elegant and elegant, obviously written by Han Xiuping, and the content is also very simple, just one sentence - if something happens, go to the abbot of Huguo Temple.

Behind it is the address of the Zhuangzi where Ye Hongfang is hiding.

He tightly squeezed the ugly and refined silk handkerchief that King Ning gave him, until the thread that was not locked on the top was pulled loose by him.

What is "if there is an accident"?

Although Chen Mengchu couldn't read a few words, seeing Ye Xiaozhou's expression, he could guess that what was written on it was definitely not good news.

She comforted her and said, "Master, it's not that you don't know about King Ning's methods. It's sure that nothing will happen. Don't worry too much."

Seeing that Ye Xiaozhou didn't respond, Chen Mengchu suddenly said angrily: "Even if he had an accident, he deserved it. Let's go back to the south of the Yangtze River to find Master Ye. It's good to live a life in peace."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Xiaofeng suddenly pushed the door open and came in, then he turned around and closed the door, and walked in front of Ye Xiaozhou.

"Those masters either couldn't explain clearly, or they didn't want to say too much," Cheng Xiaofeng paused, and continued, "But the servant finally met the abbot, and the abbot said... the prince will be fine, so you can rest assured."

Ye Xiaozhou didn't believe it, he stared into Cheng Xiaofeng's eyes: "Tell the truth, what happened to him?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll go to the street to find out." He then threatened.

Cheng Xiaofeng was silent for a while, and finally opened his mouth: "My lord was captured by General Fuyuan and thrown into the sky prison. It is said that he will be beheaded in front of the Meridian Gate tomorrow morning."