I stabbed the villain [Quick Transmigration]

The night wind blew up a corner of the tent in a cool breeze, and the moonlight shone in from outside, casting a layer of light and shadow.

He Rongchen hugged him and talked all night, and he got up and left when it was almost dawn.In the second half of the night, Jing Cun was really sleepy and fell asleep amidst his nagging.

How come I didn't realize that He Rongchen could speak so well, like an old woman.

When he woke up again, it was already high in the sun, and it was full of daylight in the camp. His eyes gradually focused, and his eyes fell on He Jinxian who had a complicated expression beside him.

He Jinxian didn't know when he came to his tent, and kept looking at him beside the bed, as if he was thinking about something.

Jing Cun, "..."

These two are really brothers, and they always do things in the same way.

He Jinxian struggled for a while, his small face wrinkled together, "Although you snore loudly, I won't despise you."

Jing Cun was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react, his face was a little embarrassed.

He clearly remembers that he never snores when he sleeps! !

"Tong, what he said is true!!?"

The system made a "ding", and directly played back the sound he made last night in his mind.

"Ding, the host started when the male lead was there yesterday, and the male lead praised you for playing well."

Jing Cun saved face, and quibbled in his mind, "I never fight in reality, it must be because of the original owner's physical problems."

It's not him, it's the original master.

The system beeps twice.

But He Rongchen actually praised him for playing well, the veins on Jing Cun's forehead twitched, it was quite hard to say.

He Jinxian stood beside him with a generous expression.Since he was sleeping since he was a child, he could not have a sound next to him, and he would suffer from insomnia if he heard the sound. Now he said that he would not dislike him, which shows that he has made up his mind to accept Jing Cun.

Jing Cun raised a smirk on his face, and said word by word, "That's really... embarrassing Your Highness."

He Jinxian frowned, feeling that Jing Cun was not very happy.

why?Didn't he say he doesn't despise him?

He thought about it, and felt that he might be taking Jing Cun's face by speaking so bluntly.

He Jinxian thought about the need to save Jing Cun's face, and remembered that the best way to comfort others was to tell him that he had a more serious problem.

In this way, the other party will feel glad after hearing it, and will feel much better after being relieved.

He Jinxian paused for a moment, and said seriously, "Don't feel embarrassed, it happens that I also grind my teeth when I sleep, so it seems that the two of us are very suitable."

Jing Cun, "..."

Thanks, I was not comforted.

The mechanical sound of the system stuck in Jing Cun's mind for a moment, and then let out a burst of rattling laughter.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

Outside the tent, Emperor Yuan and many ministers had already gone back, Jing Cun told General Jing, and got into the same carriage with He Jinxian.

Jingzhou Street is bustling with people, and the aromas of various snacks are mixed together and poured in through the car windows.

Jing Cun lifted the curtain of the car, just in time to see Tang's dim sum shop.He Jinxian looked along and saw all kinds of small animal snacks on the top, which were given to him by Li Jingcun on weekdays.

"Does Your Highness want some snacks? Which one do you want? I'll buy them for you." Jing Cun noticed his gaze and said.

The carriage stopped leisurely at the entrance of the dim sum shop, He Jinxian took a look, "I want rabbits and ducks."

Jing Cun raised his eyebrows, these two are the sweetest among them, sweet and cloying.

He went down to buy dim sum for He Jinxian. The little rabbit and the duckling each bought a basket. The hot dim sum smelled sweet and soft, smelling like honey.

"Your Highness." Jing Cun gave him the snacks and sat aside.

He Jinxian hugged the snack, opened the box, and took a snow-white little rabbit to Jing Cun's lips.

Jing Cun smiled, lowered his head and took a bite, and kissed his fingertips when he parted.

With a sweet breath spreading from his lips, He Jinxian quickly retracted his fingers, his fair face flushed.

"You... Follow me from now on? Don't stay by He Chengyun's side anymore. "

Jing Cun nodded, "I will tell my father when I get back."

He Jinxian opened his mouth, wanting to say that he will find a way.

But...he lowered his eyes.

He is different from He Chengyun and the prince, it is unlikely that he will get someone if he directly asks Emperor Yuan.He said he was thinking of other ways... He came from a humble background, powerless and powerful, so what could he do?

If he has always been so indisputable, it is difficult to live a peaceful life, and it is impossible for Jing Cun to stay by his side....

In the past, he heard a lot of gossip in the palace, and the palace people often talked about the relationship between Jing Cun and He Rongchen.

Jing Cun has a good appearance, looks the best in Jingzhou, and has a respectable status. He is the son of the general who protects the country.It was rumored that his sexuality was quite secretive, and in addition to being close to He Rongchen, people often speculated about the relationship between the two, and some Jingzhou children even wrote a romantic storybook about the two of them.

He had read the storybook, and it was all about sex scenes, in which Jing Cun pressed He Rongchen to do tricks in various places, and the fucking He Rongchen cried and begged for mercy, calling Jing Cun brother over and over again.

He Jinxian's eyes were full of gloom, and he didn't care about the future... But now he has put people in his heart, and in his view, Jing Cun is already his, stamped with the three big characters of He Jinxian .

He won't let go... let alone let Jing Cun have a chance to leave him.

As for those who dare to covet Jingcun... He will not let any of them go.

……

After Jing Cun sent He Jinxian to the palace, he returned to the General's Mansion.

Mrs. Jing was in the palace and the maid was folding the golden bottle of peonies in the courtyard. Jing Cun came over, pinched a peony leaf, and asked casually, "Mother, is daddy back?"

"Don't touch it indiscriminately." Mrs. Jing snorted and knocked off his claw, "It won't look good if it breaks later."

"Your father is still in the palace. I heard that something happened to Dongyi and he is discussing with the emperor."

Jing Cun withdrew his hand, "When will father come back?"

"Going tonight."

Jing Cun talked with Mrs. Jing for a while, went back to his yard to sleep, and when he had dinner in the evening, he mentioned to General Jing about going to He Jinxian's side.

General Jing glanced at him unexpectedly, "I thought you would say go to the second prince's side."

"Changed camp?"

Jing Cun gave General Jing a piece of pig's trotter, and replied, "I think what Dad said last time makes sense."

"The Seventh Prince is by no means a mediocre person. There are many things about him that attract me. I want...to help him."

General Jing thought for a while, then nodded, "It's not impossible, I will mention it to the Holy Spirit, but you have to promise me one thing."

Jing Cun, "Even if Dad says it, if it can be done, I will definitely do it."

If you can't do it, forget it.

General Jing, "Cun'er will definitely be able to do it, and I will tell you when the time comes."

Jing Cun had a bad premonition, but thinking that General Jing would definitely not cheat his own son, he quickly put the premonition behind him.

On the second day, General Jing mentioned it to the Holy Master, and returned to the mansion with an oral order. In the future, Jing Cun could attend lectures with He Jinxian, or go to the military camp for training.

He Jinxian's injuries are still not healed, a piece of gauze was pasted on his face, and several layers were wrapped around his shoulders, so he didn't go to the barracks these few days.

He went to Yulinyuan with Jing Cun, and met He Chengyun on the way.

Jing Cun thought that with the temper of the third prince, if he told him in person, he would definitely be threatened with cynicism.He was too lazy to deal with the third prince, so he asked someone to take a message and told the third prince that he would not follow him after listening to Emperor Yuan's orders.

He Chengyun's eyes fell on Jing Cun, and he sneered, "Why, He Rongchen asked you to change?"

Jing Cundan said, "It has nothing to do with the second prince, it's what I want to change."

The third prince let out a "huh".

"He Jinxian, you should be careful." The third prince's eyes were deep, "This man is a dog raised by He Rongchen."

"He may not appreciate your sincerity to him, maybe one day he will bite you ungratefully later."

The third prince had a sarcasm in his tone, he glanced at Jing Cun meaningfully, then turned around and followed his attendants into the Yulin Garden.

Noticing that Jing Cun's face was not very good-looking, He Jinxian reached out and touched his fingertips, "Don't take what he said to heart."

"I believe you."

Jing Cun clenched his hand, then let it go quickly, and let out a soft "hmm".

The two entered the door together, He Rongchen was sitting with the crown prince, he looked up, his eyes scanned the circle between the two.

"Second brother?"

The prince saw that he was holding a vermilion pen and dripping a large amount of ink dots on the paper, and tapped on his desk.

He Rongchen withdrew his gaze, his expression was a little cold.

Emperor Yuan would occasionally come to Yulin Garden to inspect the homework of the princes, and would ask some questions about governing the country.After I came to ask questions one by one this day, I asked them another question.

The topic is that when the common people are affected by the plague, the officials of the noble families and powerful families are corrupted, but the superiors say what they do, but the local government does not act. What kind of policy should be adopted.

This question looks simple, but it is not easy.

If the law is greatly changed, it will be difficult to implement the new law in a short period of time, and it will have little effect.If the powerful and nobles are punished, the protection of scholars, officials and officials will not be shaken, and they will not be able to eradicate the roots.

A group of disciples fell into thinking.Jing Cun has read ancient history, and there are many records of such situations in history books.He drew several laws in his mind, picked up a vermilion pen and dipped it in the ink, intending to write it down for He Jinxian to answer.

Before he could finish writing, He Jinxian had already spoken.

"Father, my son has thought of several ways, but I don't know if it will work."

Emperor Yuan looked at him and was surprised for a moment, his son never took the initiative to answer his questions on weekdays.

When asking questions about homework, he was vague and barely passed the test. Emperor Yuan guessed in his heart that it would not be a good way, but let him talk about it first.

"The upper court issued a decree, according to the region, it will be in charge of the scholar family, set up a reward and punishment system in the local area, select available candidates from the nobles as the supervisory office, and expand the recruitment of poor children into official careers."

On the surface, delegating power to the noble families of the Shi family and letting them take charge of the fief actually made the Shi family have to deal with suffering.

What He Jinxian was talking about was a general policy framework. Although there were still drawbacks, in the long run, it was indeed able to effectively deal with the plague and weaken the monopoly of the scholars.

The scholar family is entrenched in Jingzhou and is dispatched from the local state to manage. It will inevitably form interest disputes with local officials. The two oppose each other and form a delicate balance.Coupled with the Qinggui Supervision Office, the three are tied to suppress each other, which also increases the chances of poor children becoming officials.

Emperor Yuan nodded, a little surprised in his heart, looked at He Jinxian twice more, and ordered someone to reward him with the glazed jade buckle that Nan Zhao offered today.

"Jinxian is right. I have improved my homework recently."

He Jinxian imitated Jing Cun's gentle smile on weekdays, and Emperor Chaoyuan raised the corners of his mouth stiffly.

"Thank you, Father."

How could Jing Cun fail to see that He Jinxian was starting to flatter Emperor Yuan, he looked at the curve of He Jinxian's lips, and felt a little distressed in his heart.

In the original plot, He Jinxian started to seize power after he entered the imperial prison. Now that he has not gone to the imperial prison, the plot point has changed, but He Jinxian still started to seize the heir.

The reason Jing Cun could think of... could only be because of him.