Tyrant Whitewashing Plan [Transmigration Book]

Regarding Jing Zhen, Jing Yuan really didn't expect that, before, at most he only knew that Jing Zhen was another villain of Jing Yue - the kind who doesn't seek to make progress, but indulges in sensuality all day long.

But Jingyuan is suspicious by nature, and they all say that the tiger father has no dogs. Although there is no reason for such a statement, Jingyuan is unwilling to be careless.

What if Jing Zhen hides his clumsiness and pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?

After all, he hasn't found many clues about the mysterious assassin of Li Xinggong so far, and Jingyue has tried his best, but he has never opened his mouth. Jingyuan also knows that there is probably nothing to ask from Jingyue. Just thought that maybe Jing Zhen would be a breakthrough.That's why he had to keep this man under his nose even though he fed Jingzhen and Xie Huangen.

It's just that Jingyuan put Jingzhen in his general's mansion for a long time, but found that Jingzhen didn't hide it at all. He is really a person who interprets the word "dandy" to the extreme—except for eating, drinking and having fun, he He didn't care about anything else, even if Jing Yuan told him that he would lose his children and grandchildren, Jing Zhen just said that as long as it didn't hinder him from having fun, he would be fine, and he would save himself the trouble of other women coming to him to cuckold him.

After Jing Yuan was speechless, he stopped caring about him. After all, he had promised Jing Zhen when he asked Jing Zhen to cooperate with him in the Li Xing Palace. As long as Jing Zhen listened to him, he would give him ten times as much as Jing Yue gave him. .

He asked Jing Zhen to go to Li Xing Palace just to confirm one thing - whether Jing Yue had any other helpers.

Not a subordinate, but a helper.

If the mysterious assassin was Jing Yue's subordinate, he would definitely not kill Jing Zhen, and if he was a helper, he would not care about Jing Zhen's life or death.And the facts also proved that the assassin was Jing Yue's helper, and even an organization with a strong background, far beyond Jing Yue's control.

One or two things can be seen from the secret way of Li Xing Palace that they know that even Jing Yue doesn't know.

Jingyuan has been busy investigating this matter for the past few days after returning to Beijing. He came here only when he heard the news that the organization might have something to do with the Shochikukan.

Jing Yuan told Xiao Jining the whole story of his coming to the Songzhu Pavilion without any concealment, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Jining and said: "Young Master Qi, that's why I showed up in the Songzhu Pavilion, what about you?"

Xiao Jining: "..."

The phrase "what about you" confused Xiao Jining's question, but Xiao Jining felt that it was a bit silly to tell others that he came to Le Ya Street because he dreamed of this place, but if he didn't tell the truth, he couldn't make up anything Decent reasons to explain.

So after hesitating again and again, Xiao Jining still talked to Jing Yuan.

As a result, Jing Yuan did not doubt Xiao Jining's words after hearing what Xiao Jining said, his expression suddenly became serious, and he said to Xiao Jining: "After you return to the palace today, you can ask Jiang Yunzhe to give you a good physical examination."

It's not about taking the pulse, but checking the body.

Xiao Jining felt a little apprehensive when he heard the words: "Have I been poisoned?"

"It's not enough to poison. If it's poison, Jiang Yunzhe can't detect it, but it's not clear what it is." Jing Yuan frowned and said, "The news about Qiaoxi was leaked earlier, so I suspected it was the palace of the Golden Dragon Palace." There is a problem with people, and it seems that we really need to check it out right now."

After speaking, Jing Yuan thought for a while, and then said: "But since someone wants to invite you to the Songzhu Pavilion, let you stay here today and have a look."

"Really?" Xiao Jining opened his eyes slightly, looking at Jing Yuan in disbelief—ordinarily, he would get angry even if Ruan Jiaren and Tan Qingxuan looked at Jing Yuan twice, how could he be so generous today?

Xiao Jining was skeptical, and felt that there was fraud in it.

But Jing Yuan's expression remained the same, and he really took him into the Songzhu Pavilion, and walked towards the private room with the best viewing position inside.

And after entering the Songzhu Hall, Xiao Jining felt that every step he took was like walking a rope, frantically probing on the edge of danger, and finally entered the private room, Xiao Jining found that there was already a person sitting on the main seat inside.

That person's eyebrows and eyes are six to seven points similar to Jing Yuan, but he is not as cold and indifferent as Jing Yuan looks. It can only be recognized that he and Jing Yuan are somewhat related by blood.

Although his face was no longer the same as it was in Li Xinggong, but seeing this person, Xiao Jining still couldn't help calling him: "Xiao Zhenzi?"

Jing Zhen was probably entertained by Jing Yuan in a special way. Although he was not a real eunuch, the rules and regulations of serving Xiao Jining in Li Xing Palace in those few days were also very good, and no one could fault him. Now I heard Xiao Jining call him , unexpectedly also habitually responded: "Hey, Your Majesty, the servant is here."

After answering, Jing Zhen realized that he was no longer Xiao Zhenzi.

It's just that the emperor still has to pay homage, not to mention that there is still Jing Yuan standing beside the emperor.

So Jing Zhen immediately jumped up from the chair, gave way to Xiao Jining and Jing Yuan, stood upright and said honestly: "Your Majesty, brother."

"This is outside the palace, just call me Mr. Qi." It's not that Xiao Ji Ning doesn't care about these empty etiquette.

But Jing Yuan ignored Jing Zhen, he raised his hand and asked the attendant who was already in the private room to change a comfortable and soft chair for Xiao Jining, so that Xiao Jining sat down in the main seat before sitting down by himself.

Looking at Jing Yuan's meticulous care of Xiao Jining, Jing Zhen sighed in his heart, and felt that even if he didn't thank the emperor for his kindness, it would be a matter of time before their Jing family became extinct - after all, one had a broken sleeve and the other a willow.

Recalling his former Hualiu disease, Jing Zhen also found that there was another person who came with Jing Yuan and Xiao Jining, and Jing Zhen greeted him happily: "Doctor Jiang, what a coincidence, did you come to the Oiran Contest too?"

"No, no, why did I come to this kind of place?" Jiang Yunzhe paid great attention to his reputation, shook his head and said with a light smile, "I'm just serving General Jing."

In short, I came here out of necessity.

"I see. I've been looking for an opportunity to thank you. Your medical skills are really good, thanks to you." Jing Zhen said "Oh" and said very gratefully, "My Hualiu disease is almost cured."

Jiang Yunzhe: "..."

It's so annoying, if Jing Yuan didn't want his relative to live, he would have poisoned him to death long ago.

Xiao Jining held back his laughter, in order to save the last bit of face for Dr. Jiang.

But to be honest, he doesn't have the time to take care of Jiang Yunzhe, he is busy staring at Jingyuan now - Jingyuan didn't talk to him all the way to the private room, Xiao Jining was worried that he was already angry, so he wanted to chat with him To test his tone, Xiao Jining asked him: "General Jing, since you came to the Songzhu Pavilion for investigation, why don't you keep it and go back after reading it?"

"First, I left someone here to watch it for me, and they will repeat it to me when they go back." Jing Yuan raised his chin, pointed to a few servants in the room and said, "Second, the smell of makeup is too heavy here. I don't like it; third, I'm afraid that if I stay here for a long time, I will get some smell on my body, and I will be smelled by someone's dog nose when I go back."

It's not without reason that Jing Yuan said this, after all, Xiao Ji Ning had seen him coming to Le Ya Street before to smell of makeup.

So Xiao Jining didn't dare to refute after hearing what Jing Yuan said, pretended he didn't hear anything, lowered his head and continued silently admiring the performance of the dancing girls below.

In the end, no one expected that Jing Zhen would actually speak, and he asked Jing Yuan: "Brother, are you calling the emperor a dog?"

Jing Yuan was silent for a moment, then denied, "I didn't scold."

Jing Zhen insisted: "I heard it."

"That's just a metaphor."

"Then you still scolded."

"..."

Jing Yuan was too lazy to say any more, turned his head to the attendant and said directly: "Give him another room to see."

It was the first time that Xiao Jining saw Jing Yuan talking so much with someone other than him, and he was so bullied by the other party that he couldn't answer the conversation. He couldn't help being amused, and waved his hands generously: "It's okay, it's okay, let's watch together."

Hearing the words, Jing Yuan turned his head and glanced lightly at Xiao Jining, Xiao Jining stopped chewing like a chicken cub being strangled by the neck.

But after all, Jing Yuan didn't refute Xiao Jining's words, so the attendants didn't take Jing Zhen away either.And the performance of the Shochiku Pavilion also reached its highlight at this time—the ten Qing ladies who competed for the position of the Oiran of the Shochiku Pavilion today appeared on the stage.

The Songzhu Pavilion is indeed the largest brothel on Le Ya Street.

Holding the gauze silk, ten Qingguans swirled down from the hollow eaves of the roof like nine-day goddesses, and the fragrant petals also fell with their figures, accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music. beautiful.

They wear different colored clothes so that guests can identify them.

After their appearance, they sat around the flower platform and walked to the center of the flower platform one by one to show off their best talents.

Every guest who steps into the Songzhu Pavilion today will be given a golden branch for the guests to throw at their feet after the performances of the Qing ladies. At that time, whoever has the most golden branches under their feet will be today's oiran.

It has to be said that these Qingguans are also different from other vulgar fans. Even Jiang Yunzhe, who said at the beginning that he only came here to serve Jingyuan, became a little fascinated after seeing it.

Not to mention Jing Zhen, he didn't even care about his unhealthy body, he just took a chair and sat by the window of the private room, just to see more clearly.

Jing Yuan also looked at these women seriously, but when he looked at these women, his brows were always wrinkled.

As for Xiao Jining, after all, he is not from ancient times. He has participated in the Olympic Games in modern times. The performances in the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games are much more exciting than these Qingyuan. Playing the flute and the pipa, so he found it a novelty after reading it.

It wasn't until the last person came out that he was really shocked.

The Qing Guan who appeared last in the Songzhu Pavilion was wearing dark black clothes. At first glance, he looked a bit like the black battle robe of a soldier of the Great Xiao, but his black hair was combed back in one strand, and his face was slightly thinner. Dai, only her lips are bright red with fat spots.Her performances are not like other gentlemen, they are soft and elegant.

She performed a piece of Dao Ma Dan.

Daomadan is different from other dramas, because the protagonists are all women who can carry a sword and ride a horse, and go to battle to kill the enemy, so the most important thing in the performance is the word "momentum", but if you are not a martial arts practitioner, you will not have that kind of momentum when dancing swords In terms of strength and strength, few women can sing well, so Daomadan is often sung by men.

It stands to reason that no man would like a woman who wields swords and swords like this, but this woman is only imposing, but her face is soft and tender, and the way she frowns lightly makes people feel softer than her determination.

The spear she held in her hand was broken when she slashed heavily at the end, and the bouncing tip of the spear cut off the red ribbon of her hair, and the waterfall-like blue hair also fell down, dancing gently in the night wind.

She lowered her head, her eyelashes half closed, and the last tear fell from the socket of her eye, onto the broken tip of the gun.

The guests of the Shochiku Pavilion watched in a daze, and after a moment of silence, there was thunderous applause.

It is already clear to whom the title of Oiran of the Songzhu Pavilion belongs.