Abduct a general to farm

On the second day, the sky was overcast with a cold and dry wind.

The Jiang Mansion was operating as usual. The servants were wearing winter clothes, completing their work diligently and methodically. Only the main courtyard was quiet, and the servants subconsciously lowered their footsteps when they walked.

Because their other master is still sleeping comfortably.

On the double sandalwood bed, there was a small bag in the quilt. Mo Ran buried half of his face under the quilt, his small nose was exposed outside the quilt, and he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. His cheeks were flushed when he slept, which showed the quality of sleep.

No one disturbed him, he meant to sleep until the sky was dark.

However, not long after, the door creaked and was opened from the outside, and a figure walked into the room with a slight chill, and took the initiative to lift the curtain blocking the light, showing that the light of day penetrated into the room instantly, disturbing Sleep in bed.

Mo Ran fell into a drowsy sleep, and vaguely heard a gentle voice saying something beside his ear, but he couldn't hear clearly, but his consciousness was gradually awakened, and it took a while to realize that it was Ajiu who was waking him up .

His sleep was disturbed, he pouted and groaned, wrapped tightly in the quilt and was very reluctant to get up, Jiang Jingjiu lifted his upper body, holding a towel soaked in hot water in his hand, and spread it on Mo Ran's face to help He wiped his face so that he could wake up quickly.

"My lady can't sleep anymore. I have a headache after sleeping for too long. Get up and have breakfast."

Jiang Jingjiu coaxed him gently, and wiped his face clean. Mo Ran finally got out of the half-asleep state, squinted his eyes and slowly got up, letting Jiang Jingjiu help him change his clothes , the voice that just woke up was a little hoarse and vague: "What time is it now?"

"It's time, you've been sleeping alone in the whole house until now."

Jiang Jingjiu said, while helping him to dress, he took out a hand and pinched the tip of his little nose, and said in distress, "Little pig lady eats, sleeps and eats every day, and sleeps until the sun basks in her buttocks, how can she grow up?" Not fat."

Mo Ran didn't seem to care about his teasing, but consciously stretched out his hand to his waist and pinched it, and he could pinch a small amount of meat. He said speechlessly: "Where is it that I am not fat? I think I have gained at least five catties in the past month. , Look at how much meat I have."

His face and waist were indeed rounder, but they definitely did not meet the fat standard, and there was still not much flesh on his body when he was hugged, so Jiang Jingjiu was naturally dissatisfied, and said that he would make him fatter.

After dawdling in the room all morning, he could have lunch directly when Mo Ran went out.

Although the sky was gloomy, there was no sign of rain. After lunch, they went out to see the growth of sweet potatoes in a small village on the outskirts of the capital.

Because there is a greenhouse, the potatoes have already been planted for the second round, and the sweet potatoes are still in the first round, but they are slowly growing fruit. In another month, the first batch of sweet potatoes will be harvested.

Beijing has experienced heavy snowfall in winter over the years, and it will fall for a long time and a lot at once. Their greenhouses are temporary and cannot withstand the heavy snow throughout the winter. So soon they can no longer grow crops and can only wait. Next spring, it will be a new beginning.

While Mo Ran was happily communicating with the farmers in the village, the emperor took the prince quietly to a place that ordinary people could not go to.

They went to the dungeon of Dali Temple to see the third prince and Chen Guifei.

The dungeon is a place to detain serious offenders. It is built deeper underground and the conditions are worse. Especially in winter, the inside is even colder. The cold feeling seems to penetrate into the bones of people. Some discomfort.

The Third Prince and Concubine Chen Gui were imprisoned in such an environment... The Crown Prince paused, observing the Emperor's expression secretly, seeing that there was no distress or other emotions on the other's face, he was relieved.

It seems that the emperor was really disappointed with them and gave up on them.

The cell and the floor are made of large stones, and there is no sound when they step on it, but their figures still attract the attention of the prisoners in every cell. Go to the iron gate and howl at them crazily.

The further you went in, the more stuffy the air was, mixed with other unpleasant smells, but the emperor followed the jailer straight to the innermost side without frowning.

The Third Prince and Concubine Chen Gui were locked together, the cell was small and dark, but they could be seen still wearing the clothes from that day, stained with dust, and sitting on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

The third prince had a dull expression at first, staring at the shackles on his wrists in silence, but when he heard the voice raised his head, the first thing he saw was the prince, with a flash of hatred in his eyes, he stood up with a clatter, and grabbed the iron gate He asked with hatred: "What are you doing here! Are you here to laugh at us!"

The prince took a step back and looked at him with pity, "I just came here with my father."

He didn't say the seven words "see you one last time".

The third prince turned his head to look at the emperor, his expression immediately changed to weeping bitterly: "Father, are you here to let us out? My mother and I know we are wrong, please forgive us."

Chen Guifei also walked behind him, looking at the emperor with a pair of beautiful eyes, but she was not as brainless as the third prince, and didn't think that the emperor came here to let them out, so she just called out:

"emperor……"

With a soft voice and affectionate eyes, perhaps she wanted to soften the emperor's heart.

But the emperor just kept silent, their position was in the innermost cell, the surrounding cells were all empty, and there was no prisoner living there, and the jailer also brought the prisoner and went out tactfully, so when the emperor calmed down, other people also Subconsciously silent, he waited with his breath held.

After a long time, he finally spoke, but it was not what the two of them expected: "I came today to tell you two things."

"What?" For some reason, the third prince suddenly felt uneasy, and the emperor's expression frightened him.

"The first thing, I have already written the imperial decree, and I will pass the throne to the crown prince Zhao Xuan in the future."

"The second thing is that I have ordered you to be executed by the Minister of Dali Temple at three o'clock in the afternoon the next day."

If the former incident could not stir up waves in Concubine Chen Gui's heart, then the latter incident would directly make her give up.She never regretted what she did. She was just a concubine, so she naturally wanted to fight for the interests and bargaining chips for herself and her son. That's why she boldly cooperated with the barbarians.

Only now did she feel that Zhao Wei was too ruthless. If the other party said that she was the only one to be executed, she would have no complaints, but the third prince was his child, and he would not let him go. Concubine Chen only felt sad.

The queen's son is his prince, so isn't Hua'er his prince?

Zhao Wei and the crown prince are indeed the same way, and they have no heart with their mother and son at all.Chen Guifei glared at the emperor bitterly, and sneered in her heart, since this is the case, don't blame her for turning her face and denying others.

At this time, Chen Guifei didn't think that she was wrong, but piled all the faults on the emperor and the prince, especially the emperor, she almost hated because of love.

After being dazed, the third prince yelled sadly: "Father, are you going to execute your son? I am also your son, why do you want to kill me? Father, father, don't let them kill you!" I, I am the third prince! No one can kill me..."

Amid the incoherent shouts of the third prince, the two turned around, and the dark cell was getting farther and farther away from them. Not surprisingly, this would be the last time they saw each other.

Just as their figures were about to disappear, a voice was heard that was so sharp that it was impossible to tell who made it:

"You will regret it!"