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Although going to Lingnan Road sounds like just demoting officials, things are not as simple as it sounds.

From Xingjing to Lingnan, it is no exaggeration to say that it is at least three thousand miles.It's just far away, but the scary thing is that the second half of the journey is basically deep mountains and old forests, full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, and the miasma lingers all year round.Being a little older or a little younger can't bear it, and being in the prime of life is also full of crises.

This court clearly stipulates that the new official must take office within three months, and rushing to Lingnan is already enough; if I shorten the time given to Yongmeng to two months, I can properly let him walk in the palace of the king of hell .As for his death... Isn't it easy to find someone to lie in wait in the deep forest and pretend to be a bandit?If it is done to the extreme, it is impossible to find the corpse after it rots!

Therefore, the emperor demoting you to Lingnan is basically equivalent to the emperor not caring about your life. This is a tacit consensus among all the officials in the court.In addition, I also said "Don't even think about going back to Xingjing in this life"——

There are two explanations for this statement.First, Yongmeng died of old age in Lingnan Road, or died of illness, almost the same; second, he was killed by a killer who appeared from nowhere, and then rotted silently in a certain corner.

With Yong Meng's brain, I believe he can think of two possibilities.

This is a blatant death warning, no matter how stupid Yong Meng is, he will not be so stupid that he cannot understand the threat of life.When he was taken out, he was devastated, and I didn't care about him.As for the banquet, I'm naturally out of mood, and I just want to see the other party right away.

But it's too late now.There is no such excuse as Babaili's urgent military situation, calling Xie Jingyu into the palace before the Mid-Autumn Festival is too eye-catching.At the earliest, it will be appropriate to wait until the family banquet is over...

I persuaded myself over and over again to calm down, and gulped down two more cups of herbal tea, only then could I barely suppress my anger and anxiety, and rethink the whole thing——

The first is Yongmeng.He obviously completely misjudged the situation and made a completely wrong decision.He took it for granted that I was just new for a while, and Xie Jingyu was only favored for a while; but he didn't expect the fact to be completely opposite.I'm young and strong, and I don't have a prince yet. Advising me to stay away from men, marry a wife and have children can be regarded as an admonishing minister's actions, not to mention that he originally only planned to take sidesteps from Xie Jingyu.

So Yongmeng said that he was only thinking of me.

Even if he does have selfish intentions, they can be perfectly hidden under this high-sounding reason; no one will find out except Zhen and Xie Jingyu.

So Yong Meng said he didn't mean that.

I vaguely realized that there should be some important reason afterwards that made Yongmeng think his idea was feasible and let him really put it into action; but I also found that I still can't completely control my emotions now.Whenever I think of him, I get angry; I know that his divine master is in my ancestral temple, but I can't help but want to kill him. This shows how much reason the anger has stifled.

Or kill him first, let's talk about the future!

For a moment, I even thought so in my head.Death is but a matter of a moment; like a man shot in the heart hardly survives three breaths.My arrows are very accurate, so accurate that I will never let him endure another breath of pain.This is also the reason why I shot three arrows on the city of Anrong, but didn't see the result——

It's just a dead person, what's so good about it?

But if the dead person is Yongmeng, it is still a little different from ordinary dead people.His death may not be a pity, and I may not be able to find a minister to replace him; but he is still the king of Wei, and he is still my brother.It took me a lot of effort to create a stable political situation where I treat my brothers leniently and the royal family is united as one. It would probably take twice as long to do it again; is he alone worth my ruining the current great situation?

The answer is, no one deserves it.

Xie Jingyu is not worth it, and I am not worth it; as for Yong Meng, it is even more not worth it.

Thinking of this, I have realized that I cannot make such a major decision under such circumstances.Yongmeng deserves to be taught a lesson, and he probably deserves to die, but we have to wait until I can really think about this matter calmly and clearly.

Since it is useless to think too much, I will stop thinking about him and instead think about Xie Jingyu's actions.He is not like me, he must have known it for a while; during this time, no matter how he and Yongmeng confronted each other secretly, he must have considered the cause and effect clearly at this moment.

The result of careful consideration is to continue to hide it from me.

Very good, very good, I couldn't help but start grinding my teeth.Naturally, I would not transfer that kind of vague murderous intention to Xie Jingyu; but on such a serious question, he only told me the eight words "Even if the burden is heavy, you must move forward"?I have promised him at least twice, is this his reward?Or, just because I gave him a guarantee, he felt that he should take my responsibility for me?

In any case, it will be clear after meeting...

Probably because I had been walking and stopping in the bedroom for too long, Liu Jin saw the shadow outside, so he brought hot water and a white porcelain bottle.Inside the porcelain bottle is a sleeping pill powder specially prepared by the imperial physician. When the Huns invaded the border, I often relied on this to sleep peacefully for an hour or two.

The old servant probably thinks that I have insomnia.I originally wanted to ask him to withdraw, but when I saw the porcelain vase that I hadn't seen for several years, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "Where are King Shun and the others?"

"Half an hour ago, several highnesses left the palace." Liu Jin looked puzzled, because he had reported this before.

I pretended not to notice. "Where are you now?"

"If the situation is normal, all Your Highnesses should have returned to the residence." Liu Jin became more and more confused, "Since Your Majesty is worried, why don't you ask someone to ask?"

What I want to hear is Daojia's answer. "No need." Zhen waved his hand, "Dress me, I'm going out of the palace."

Because of the curfew, Xingjing City was very quiet in the middle of the night.The chariot walked silently on the road, and the front and back were lit with lanterns, like ghosts coming out of the street.I was so anxious that I lifted the curtain several times along the way.Fortunately, Xie Jing Yugui is the prime minister, and he often needs to face the saint, and his residence is almost on the edge of Miyagi.

When Bu Nian arrived outside the gate of Xie Mansion, the gate had already been lit, illuminating the scattered people below.I lifted my legs and got off the chariot, and saw Xie Jingyu at the front at a glance.According to the news, he was only wearing a cloak, judging from the neckline, he didn't even have time to change into his shirt. "Your Majesty," he took a few steps forward as soon as he saw me, looking very worried, "Is there something urgent?"

I just waved my hand. "Go in and talk."

It seems that there is a secret and important matter out of ten, and all the people present are silent.After entering the main hall and swiping back and forth, I took out something still warm from my sleeve.

Seeing it being put on the table by me, Xie Jingyu was completely stunned. "Your Majesty?" He asked suspiciously, "Forgive me for being stupid, is this a wine bottle?"

"Wrong," I continued to pretend to be mysterious, "it's tribute wine, and it's still hot."

Xie Jingyu looked even more confused. "Your Majesty," he asked in disbelief, "is this your... urgent matter?"

When I heard that suspicious pause, I raised my eyebrows at him. "Why, I suddenly want to have a drink with you, isn't it urgent?"

Xie Jingyu obviously didn't believe my blunders and omissions, especially when he knew that I didn't like drinking.He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute, but finally said: "As long as His Majesty is willing, that is."

"Isn't that enough?" Zhen immediately smiled, poured out a cup, and held it up in front of him.

Two people, a glass of wine, I brought that wine specially, any fool can see that there is something wrong with it.Xie Jingyu's eyes flicked back and forth between the wine glass and my face, and then revealed a clear meaning. "Your Majesty knows?"

I just moved the glass closer to his lips. "Drink this cup, and I will tell you."

Xie Jingyu opened his mouth again.I thought he was asking what was in the wine anyway, but I didn't expect him to lean over and drink it with my hand.I poured it backhand again, and there was no drop left at the bottom of the cup. "Isn't Xie Xiang afraid that I will poison the wine?"

"Your Majesty won't." Xie Jingyu replied, so sure that he didn't have the consciousness that he just drank the suspicious liquid.

"What do you mean I don't know?" I couldn't help raising my eyebrows, and put the wine glass back, "Master Xie believes that I won't poison you, or do you believe that I won't kill|kill people?"

"Neither of them." Xie Jingyu explained, "Your Majesty can sit firmly on the top of the Golden Palace before reaching the weak crown. No matter how gentle you appear on the surface, you must be decisive in your bones. Therefore, if Your Majesty wants to die, you can use it at all." Don't get your hands dirty."

"You are very clear." I couldn't help but snort coldly. "Then what if I'm out of breath?" Zhen said, raised his hand again, and wiped away the remaining wine stains on his lips with his thumb—the gesture was absolutely gentle, but the words were completely opposite—"What if I really want you to die?"

Xie Jingyu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly grabbed my hand. "The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die."

I didn't move and let him grab it. "Oh? So you still remember this sentence?" Zhen asked lightly.

"What does this mean, Your Majesty?" Xie Jingyu asked softly.Although his complexion didn't change in the slightest, I could see that he was trying to concentrate, and the subconscious aggravation in the palm of his hand was a clear proof - the medicine took effect very quickly, and he was about to be unable to hold it anymore.

"The king wants the subject to die, and the subject has to die." I deliberately slowed down my speech, and at the same time caught the trace of what I wanted in his eyes, "The other way around is, if I don't want you to die, you can't die if you want to!"

Xie Jingyu was startled violently, as if he was a little awake. "Your Majesty, you..." He disapproved, and he definitely wanted to object.But a movement further affected the effect of the medicine, his eyes blurred and he couldn't speak clearly. "I don't..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he fell down softly.I had expected this a long time ago, so I held him up, made him lean against the table, and then looked at him carefully - he is as handsome as ever, but there are still some traces of stubborn resistance between his brows.

Hmph, how dare you hide this kind of thing from me?It's time to show you my tricks!

I smoothed out those marks little by little, and after waiting for a while, I raised my voice: "Come here." When the guards entered, I stood up, looked down at Xie Jingyu who was completely asleep, and wiped my hands slowly . "Xie Xiang is drunk, take him to the inner room."

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