Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

This white jade finger is very familiar, even if you turned into a gray gentleman, you can recognize it as an ancient object that Xiao Beicheng gave Li Ying when he first arrived in the capital to win Li Ying, and the other party liked it very much.

Over the years, the relationship between Li Ying and Xiao Jingyuan has been stalemate, no matter how many people tried to persuade them, there is no easing, so it is unlikely that Li Ying sent this thing out by himself.

Xiao Jingyuan flattered Li Ying, and begged him to return to the court in time, he couldn't go against the other party's wishes, and he wouldn't be loved by this unreasonable emperor, so the only possibility is...

"Why is the white jade ring finger that was stolen from the Royal Tomb of Longshen Mountain here?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xiao Jingyuan's expression softened a little, and just when he was about to answer, Jun Ziyou regretted it again.

He tapped his red lips and said with a smile: "No, no, I remembered, Lin Muqi's tomb robbers are under the order of the Miaofa Sect, and this sect that has caused countless harm is your property. It’s not unusual, let’s skip this question before you answer it.”

As he said that, he held down the glass of wine closest to him on the chessboard, and smiled, as if to renege on his debt.

How could Xiao Jingyuan let him get what he wished, "That's impossible. There is no reason to take back what is said, what is poured out, and what is settled. Don't let me look down on you."

The man pretended to be disappointed and regretful, gritted his teeth, and could only accept this dumb loss, took the cup from Xiao Jingyuan's palm, and poured the tea soup inside on the ground, creating an arc.

"I asked myself and answered. The emperor kept silent. It's not reasonable for anyone to drink this cup of tea. Why don't we respect the Lord of the Land."

"It's all down, what else can I do. But I still want to say something to you, Junqing, you have too many eyes, and Beicheng must be very tired when you are with you."

"Don't worry about it, the emperor. Since the prince has chosen me, I think I still have the advantage of being able to keep him, which is beyond the reach of others. There is such a reason for everything, right? But I still have a little I don't want to understand, what is the reason for you, as the king of a country, to harm your own people?"

The person who asked the question first gained the upper hand. Every sentence he seemed to have nothing to do with actually dug several holes, just waiting for people to jump in. No matter how careful people are, they will be confused sometimes, so fight with him Fighting bravely is really a very tiring thing.

Xiao Jingyuan thought he couldn't play him, and if he procrastinated, even if this sick ghost who had been struggling for several years fell before him, he would still die in the end, so he simply didn't keep it anymore, and was ready to confess to the end.

"In the end, they have nothing to do with me. I am not the orthodox heir. Sooner or later, this secret will be revealed to the world. It would be too passive to struggle at that time. Therefore, I must master the method of controlling people's hearts."

"You start with faith, and use the 'God's Punishment' to penetrate into the hearts of the people, so that people will be in awe of the 'Wonderful Law', so I would like to ask, what is the so-called 'Wonderful Law'?"

The other party raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, with sly eyes, "That's the next question."

Feeling that this request was reasonable and understandable, Jun Ziyou nodded, without haggling with him, took the tea in front of him, raised his head and drank it down, and turned the drained cup on the table to show his sincerity.

Only then did Xiao Jingyuan continue: "The 'wonderful method' is 'heavenly punishment', whether it is the guidance of the Mother of the Lotus Goddess, or the spread of pox caused by 'selling bones', these are all my ways to control people's hearts. Since I sat here You will not understand the kind of feeling that monopolizing something that does not belong to you, but fulfilling your lifelong wish, but you need to always worry that this will become nothing."

Junzi Youxin said that he didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand. He was about to get a cup, but his hand was pulled away halfway, with such force that it almost pulled him from his seat.

"You don't understand...you won't understand."

"Maybe... get it?"

Facing the emperor who seemed to be insane, he was a little at a loss. He tentatively pulled his hand away, but he failed. The chair was strong enough that he was about to fall on his back.

Just at this time, Jiang Linyuan, who was looking for people, came across this scene. He was afraid that something would happen if he delayed, and he rushed into the imperial garden where they were in before he had time to see the movements around him. Go, was pulled back.

"Don't bother those who are sensible, haven't you seen his hand?"

Before he saw anyone, he heard his voice, Jiang Linyuan didn't turn his head hastily, but looked at the two stalemates on both sides of the chess board as he said, looked around, and finally stopped at Junziyou's tightly clenched right hand.

"Do you understand now? No matter who you are worried about, if you go in and interrupt them, you will ruin my good deed. Don't do such hateful things, baby..."

This cry made Jiang Linyuan's skin crawl all over, and he turned around and pushed him against the wall.

"Stop playing disgusting, you eunuch, what do you want to do?"

Although he knew that Huan Yilong was not the one who insisted on resigning Lin Xi to death, but when the other party stood in front of him, but he was half a head taller than him, he felt a little bit in his heart. Reaching the skin-colored film on the opponent's chin, he pinched the corners and tore off the mask.

He never expected that the man whose face was disguised would be a foreign man with a tall nose bridge, fair complexion, and facial features that obviously did not fit the characteristics of a Central Plains person.

"The Yuezhi people?"

"Master Jiang misread it, but I believe that next time you speak again, you will definitely guess my identity."

"Wusun!"

"Yes, you are a smart man, so I want to remind you, don't get in my way."

Ming Prison quietly pulled down Jiang Linyuan's hand that was pinching his neck, and patted the back of his hand ambiguously, watching the man hide his face in disdain and retreat with satisfaction, but he didn't feel the pleasure of molesting others in his heart .

Sure enough, it wouldn't work if it wasn't for him.

"I'll give you a well-intentioned suggestion. You have to be careful. Your good lord alone may not be able to stop King Jin." Ming Prison squinted at Jiang Linyuan, and sighed vaguely, not knowing what he had. What can be helpless.

Just when Jiang Linyuan was suspicious, the other party finally expressed the worry in his heart, "You have never seen King Jin show his power, so I don't know and I can't blame you, but I have to say, he is a lunatic, he is a lunatic, please don't let him see you." He spoiled my good deeds, otherwise..."

"otherwise?"

"Otherwise, I'll rob his wife."

Jiang Linyuan: "..."

He thought to himself what is wrong with this group of people, is there no normal person to give a reasonable explanation for all this?

Out of the corner of his eye fell on Jun Ziyou's hand that was holding the hairpin tightly, Jiang Linyuan suddenly realized something, the strings in his mind suddenly tensed, and finally understood Jun Ziyou's intention of arranging all this, cold sweat dripped from his palm immediately, and he looked back at Ci Ning palace.

"Your Highness, what on earth are you trying to do..." He gritted his teeth and cursed, then raised his legs and hurried back.

At the same time, the gentleman who drank the second cup of tea caught a glimpse of his hurriedly leaving back from the corner of his eyes, and a fleeting and unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly found that Xiao Jingyuan was looking at him with a very strange look. Looking at him, he immediately showed his signature kind smile.

"I'm rude, I'm getting old, I tend to be dazed, what did I say just now? ... Oh yes, I've seen your 'wonderful method', and it's time to ask you what you think of yourself. How would the emperor evaluate yourself? What kind of emperor and father do you think you are?"

He specifically mentioned "father", not only to make Xiao Jingyuan think of the two sons he had tricked, and to compare him with his father, Emperor Xianzong Xiao Heyan, but also to remind him of the persecution of Lin Xici back then.

But to Jun Ziyou's disappointment, what the other party saw was so simple that he actually pinched his chin and pondered for a while, and brazenly gave the highest evaluation: "A good emperor, and a good father."

"..." Junzi You couldn't find any vicious words to satirize him for a while.

"I gave Jun Han and Jun Ze glory, wealth and honor. Except for the throne, everything they want can be satisfied unconditionally. This kind of indulgence is not given by ordinary people."

"What you gave them was a well-planned kidnapping case, which completely severed their brotherhood, turned them against each other, and beat them to death for a dispensable name, but in the end they could only be kidnapped for you." Nailed to the pillar of shame in history?"

Xiao Jingyuan's face changed slightly, and his smile gradually receded. Seeing Jun Ziyou drinking the third cup of tea very consciously, he did not ask any questions uncharacteristically, but spoke out for him what was in his heart.

"You have never needed an heir, because you have no intention of handing over the hard-won throne to others. Even if you die, you will bring your country, your authority and glory to the underworld. But you failed to do so , I was killed halfway to wake up the Spring and Autumn Dream, so in order to avoid disaster, you have to introduce a prince, establish an image of a filial son who is difficult to manage the government because of the 'pain of bereavement', temporarily abdicate, and The blame is all on an innocent boy. What you want is not a son at all, but a scapegoat."

"I……"

"There is no need to argue. For this sake, we might as well open up our conversations with each other. Since you know my identity and the threat of my existence, why don't you get rid of me as soon as possible? Pushed yourself to this dead end?"

Xiao Jingyuan fell silent. I don't know if it was Jun Ziyou's illusion, but he actually felt that the anger in the other party's eyes had subsided at that moment, replaced by a kind of lonely helplessness.

Sure enough, Xiao Jingyuan did not answer this question, but picked up the fourth cup of tea on the chess game with a very peaceful mind, without even hesitating whether it was pure tea soup or deadly poisonous wine, and drank it all in one gulp. The action is crisp and neat.

Jun Ziyou felt that he was not someone who had the courage to die, but the moment he heard this question, he weighed the risk of possible death against the consequences of revealing his heart, and finally chose the former.

In his mind, this answer was worth his six-seventh chance of betting.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~