Reborn Amalgamation

In the 41st year of Jiaping, which was the first year of Changxi, the Princess Duanyan, who had monopolized government affairs since the death of the late emperor in the 29th year of Jiaping, was finally humiliated for decades. The new emperor uprooted.

Since then, there has been no eldest princess in the world.

The capital city was in turmoil, and everyone was panic-stricken. They were all afraid that the new emperor would come out first and would use himself to try the edge for the second time.

In this precarious situation, only Jingfu is as stable as Mount Tai.

Everyone knows that the Jingfu contributed the most to the new emperor's recovery, and the old Prime Minister even gave up his own daughter for the new emperor.

However, no one expected that this Taiyue Jingfu would become the second sword-testing stone for the new emperor.

The new emperor had sharpened his sword for ten years, and the blade was naturally unstoppable. Just a random try, the stone would immediately be turned into powder, and then the wind would blow, and the former boulder would disappear in an instant.

As soon as the Jing family fell, another imperial edict immediately announced to the world, saying that the death of Princess Duanyan was planned by the Jing family, and that the Jing family secretly colluded with foreign thieves in order to steal the fortune of the country.

As soon as this imperial edict came out, the whole country was in an uproar.

All of a sudden, those big officials in the capital, no matter those who have been in contact with the Jingfu or have never had any contact with it, are in a hurry to get rid of their relationship with the Jingfu. Others regard it as the right way to slander the scriptures, and use it to flaunt their loyalty to the emperor and patriotism.

It's not that they didn't want to speak up for the classics, but before they spoke up, these positions had already been taken care of.

Without different voices, the trend is naturally one-sided.

The white turned into black, even if the Jing family wanted to wash it off, there was nothing they could do. On March 41, Jiaping [-], the last person left in the Jing family was also the one who secretly assisted the new emperor for [-] years. The eldest daughter of the family, Jing Ya, drank poisonous wine in the dungeon, and died in hatred.

Since then, there will be no Jingfu in the world.

No one will go to the bottom of it, why the Jing family wanted to murder the eldest princess, and why did they give up on the merits of the dragon and collude with foreign thieves.

The matter is over, and there is no intention to go into it, not to mention, there is still the risk of death.

Therefore, unless there are more descendants of the Jing family, or one of the Jing family can be resurrected from the dead, the infamy recorded in the history books will definitely not be able to get rid of it.

However, the descendants of the Jing family are extinct, and the matter of rebirth is mysterious and mysterious. If the Jing family wants to get rid of the crime, the only thing they can count on is chance.

Opportunities come and go, a chance.

If you can seize this opportunity...

In the elegantly decorated room, there is incense burning, and the charcoal fire in the stove is flickering with bright and dark red light, making the room warm and harmonious, and it is completely two worlds from the ice and snow outside.

A girl raised the curtain and opened the door to come in. She stomped her feet lightly on the threshold before entering the room.

The girl relaxed her hands and feet, walked around the painting screen and walked to the bed, closed and hung up the two curtains, and then softly went to the sleeping person on the bed: "Miss...Miss, it's time to get up..."

The person on the bed seemed to be sleeping too deeply, and did not respond to the soft call at all.

The girl snorted softly, and the person who was about to go to the bed saw the person lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, silently, and the eyes were very empty, as if the person lying there was just a Empty shell.

The girl was taken aback, and immediately jumped back a small half step.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the person on the bed was silent again, the little girl swallowed her saliva, pressed her heart, boldly stepped forward, and softly called: "Miss, what's wrong with you...Miss?"

Jing Ya rolled her eyes and looked at the little girl, the emptiness in her eyes turned blank: "You..."

The girl felt a lot more at ease when she saw someone making a noise, she smiled and went to help him up, and said: "I, I am Wang Lan, miss drank too much wine last night, and even Wang Lan can't stand it." Can't recognize it."

"Could it be that you haven't sobered up yet? It's just right, the sobering up soup is still warm. I'll bring you a bowl for the young lady later."

Listening to the little girl's chanting, the dazed look in Jing Ya's eyes also gradually receded, and was filled with the tranquility that she took ten years to cultivate.

The little girl helped her to sit up, and fetched the clothes again. Feeling the warmth, she sent them over with confidence.

Jing Ya stopped the girl from trying to dress her, and the girl looked at her puzzled: "Miss?"

"Wanglan, Wanglan... This year, it's Jia... How old is Jiaping?"

The little girl smiled and replied: "Miss, you are really drunk and haven't woken up yet? Today is the 27th New Year's Eve in Jiaping, and you will be at Jiaping 28 tomorrow."

Jiaping 27 years...

Jing Ya let go of the little girl, sat back on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, propped her forehead with her hand, and covered the expression on her face.

"Miss?"

"You go out first."

"Yes……"

The girl didn't know what Jingya was going to do, but since she had an order, she obediently put down her clothes and turned around to go out.

Jingya was the only one left in the room, but Jingya still didn't change her posture, still covering her face like that.

But after a while, there was a low laugh in the room which was more quiet than before.

There was pleasure in that low-pitched smile, and there was also traces of hatred mixed in this pleasure, although it was not obvious, it must not be ignored.

The low laughter was gradually silenced, Jingya stood up on the edge of the bed and walked to the bronze mirror on the dressing table, seeing the youthful face reflected in the bronze mirror, she laughed again.

In the 27th year of Jiaping, she was 14 years old, and the eldest princess was about to turn [-]. The suspicious and fearful new emperor was even younger. He should be... eight years old, right?

Things really are impermanent...

In her previous life, she and the Jing family worked hard to help the new emperor grow up step by step, and finally brought down the eldest princess, but it also sent herself and the Jing family to death.

That new emperor...

Jing Ya clenched her fists tightly, but the person in the bronze mirror still had a calm expression, without any waves.The ten years of tempering in the palace in her previous life had already made her used to forbearance.

This forbearance is also the way of survival she has learned.

However, forbearance is forbearance, and those who have hatred still have hatred.She can bear it, but revenge must be avenged.When she endures until she finds a chance to kill with one blow, then no one can stop her.

After what happened in her previous life, she will never let the Jing family take the wrong path of the new emperor again.

If the family wants to last long, there is a way out for the eldest princess... At least she is more inclined to the eldest princess than the new emperor.

And if it wasn't for her father's insistence on supporting the new emperor, it would not have been impossible for the Jing family to join the eldest princess' camp.

The eldest princess has a city and means, and her ability to govern the country is no worse than that of the first emperor.The most important point is that the eldest princess will never kill her old subordinates just because she is afraid of being betrayed in the future.

As long as there is this most important point, and the support of the family is successful, it will never be the same as in the previous life.

Jing Ya stopped her thoughts, and finally took a look at herself in the mirror, turned around without any further delay, and went to get the clothes on the bed to change into.

Since she was lucky enough to be able to come back, then she would definitely not let this opportunity down.

At least, she will never let the Jing family make the same mistakes.

After Jingya washed and tidied up, a girl came in immediately and prepared the food. Jingya sat down, and just about to move her chopsticks, the girl named Wanglan put down a bowl of soup by Jingya's hand.

The girl smiled and said: "Miss, drink a bowl of soup first."

"By the way, let's relieve the alcohol, otherwise you will definitely be punished when you go to see the master later."

"But miss, you are really serious, why do you have to drink so much wine, you will get drunk as soon as you drink it...Although the young master of the Zhang family was taught a lesson by the master, you are not so happy..." After only three sentences, the little girl began to complain about what Jing Ya did last night.

Jing Ya paused as she drank the soup, and asked, "Young master of the Zhang family?"

Wang Lan said: "Young master of the Zhang family, he is the eldest son of Mr. Zhang from the Ministry of Rites. He is the one who pushed you into the lake last month. Afterwards, you caught the wind and cold, and the master was very angry because of this." .”

As soon as she said it, Jingya remembered.

This incident can be regarded as a wrong step back then, and this time it can't be worse.After thinking about it, Jing Ya put down the soup bowl, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "I'm done eating, let's put it away."

After finishing speaking, she folded the veil and put it on the table, stood up and adjusted her clothes, then picked up the cloak on the rack at the door, put it on, and went out.

Wang Lan didn't even have time to stop, she just watched Jing Ya go out.

Turning her head to look at the untouched food on the table, she shook her head, her own lady really can't drink alcohol, especially not drunk, next time she must be careful.

When Jing Ya went out, she went straight to Prime Minister Jing's study.

The Jing family is not very prosperous. In the previous generation, apart from Jing's father, Jingya only had a younger uncle and an aunt who married far away.

There is only one daughter in the master's house in Beijing; the aunt who married far away died young, leaving only a cousin with a different surname, but because of the distance, they are not close; the uncle at home has a pair of children They are all complete, but they are still young, only about six years old in the past year.

That's it, compared to other families, there are still too few people running the family.

Jing Ya closed her cloak, there are few people, good or bad, it is fate, you can't force it, but even if there are few people, it may not be impossible for a long time...

"Miss is here, the master is waiting for you inside, go in quickly."

As soon as the servant at the door of the study saw Jingya coming, he immediately smiled and pulled up the curtain to let Jingya in. Jingya nodded lightly and went into the study.

As expected, Father Jing was waiting, and when he heard the movement at the door, he put down the book in his hand, and when he saw Jingya came in, his face was full of joy: "Ya'er is here, can you have breakfast yet?"

"Go back to father, it's already been used." Jing Ya bowed to Jing father, and then sat down on the chair beside her.

The father and daughter of the Jing family have a very good relationship, and they are also father and daughter as well as teachers and friends.

Father Jing clenched his fists pretending to be serious and coughed, barely maintaining a serious expression, and when the door curtain was lowered, he couldn't hold back anymore and almost laughed out loud.

"Father?" Jingya hadn't seen Jingfu with such emotions for a long time, and felt very strange.

Father Jing couldn't stop laughing silently, his face turned red from holding back.

Jing Ya just rubbed her fingertips, didn't ask any more questions, just sat there quietly, waiting for Jing's father's smile to fade away.

People outside don't know, but Prime Minister Jing, who has always been serious and unsmiling, has all kinds of expressions in his study.

A man laughed muffledly for quite a while, and Jingfu finally stopped slowly, patted his chest, and drank another whole cup of tea before recovering.

Jing Ya waited for him to recover before asking: "What happy things happened to father?"

In the end, it was okay not to ask, but this question made Father Jing want to laugh again.

But I just laughed for a while, and now I can restrain myself a bit, so Jingfu endured it, suppressed his smile, and replied: "Ya'er, do you know that the eldest princess was pushed into the warm lake by the prince last night?" gone."

Jing Ya: "..." What? !

The author has something to say: the full text is superficial, don't be too particular, the folk customs are more open, men and women are more equal, and everything else is for the plot.

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