A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

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"Mingzhu, look at me wrong, do you think I'm drunk?"

"His Royal Highness is now graceful and wise, how could he be drunk?" Jiuzhu denied it, and gently scratched his palm with her fingers.

"Okay." King Chen looked down at the hands that the two held together, and followed Jiuzhu obediently, only muttering occasionally, not being able to bask in the moon.

"Sister Spring Equinox." Jiuzhu whispered a few words in the ear of Spring Equinox: "I'm bothering my sister."

The Spring Equinox laughed: "Please don't worry, Princess, I will handle this matter." After speaking, King Chaochen and Jiuzhu were blessed and walked away quickly.

"Your Highness, shall we go back in a chariot?"

"Don't sit on a chariot." King Chen slowly shook his head, his blushing cheeks showed a bit of the stubbornness of a young man.

"Okay, we won't sit down." Jiu Zhu didn't let go of King Chen's hand, and the palace maid and eunuch carrying the lantern silently walked beside the two of them, bowing their heads and not daring to make a sound.

"Ming Pig." His fingers, tightly clasped with hers, were endlessly lingering: "I'm very happy."

"Um?"

King Chen laughed, slightly... Satisfied and stupid: "I am very happy to be married."

"That day, wearing a hairpin with tangled branches was very good-looking." There was a little more pride in his smile: "It's cute when you tell Zheng Wangnan that he is tacky."

"It turned out that His Royal Highness was in the store at that time." Jiuzhu recalled the first time she visited Jingcheng Street with her sixth brother to pick out jewelry, Zheng Jiashi said tawdry things like tangled branches and hairpins.

"I remember His Highness that day, wearing a purple robe." Jiu Zhu smiled: "His Royal Highness's appearance has made everything bleak."

He came on horseback and became the most beautiful scenery on the street.

It's just that at that time, she didn't know that this handsome young man was the benefactor she had been looking for for a long time.

"So in your eyes, I am the best looking?"

Jiuzhutou: "His Royal Highness is the most beautiful and the best."

A big, happy smile appeared on King Chen's face.

"Come up." King Chen suddenly bent down: "I'm on my back."

"Your Highness..." Jiuzhu didn't move.

"Still suspecting that I'm drunk?"

My dear highness, I am really drunk.

Jiuzhu lay on King Chen's back: "I'm just worried about being tired."

"How can you get tired of me?" King Chen raised his head drunk, but held the Jiuzhu tightly in his hand.

Jiu Zhu even felt that even if His Highness fell, he would protect her with his body.

"I'm very sorry." The wind blew on King Chen's robe, and his voice became ethereal.

"When we first met, I shouldn't be allowed to leave alone." Dark night and fine wine are easy for people to say something hidden in their hearts.

"I should carry my back to the capital like I do now. Wear the most beautiful clothes and the best jewelry." The distress almost overflowed: "As long as my land is mine, no one dares to give half a cent of grievances."

Jiuzhu put her head on his shoulders, quietly listening to him describe all the beautiful ideas.

"The cold cakes in Dongcheng are the best, and the noodles in Xicheng are the best..."

She raised her lips and smiled, closed her eyes and listened to his voice and the sound of the wind.

At the entrance of the Qilin Palace, there is a moon hanging on it.

King Chen stood at the door with Jiuzhu on his back, looking up at the full moon on the eaves: "What is that?"

"That's the moon I gave to His Highness." Jiuzhu got off his back and pulled him to sit down on the steps under the eaves: "Your Highness wants to bask in the moon, I will accompany him."

The full moon swayed gently, and their shadows intertwined, forming a circle.

"No, no moon." The drunk king Chen put his head on Jiu Zhu's shoulder.

"What do you want, Your Highness?" Jiuzhu slanted her shoulders slightly to make him lean on more comfortably.

"I want……"

"Come on the moon with me."

The moon squeaked and shook, and King Chen leaned on Jiuzhu to slowly fall asleep. Jiuzhu looked at his quiet sleeping face and laughed lightly.

"OK."

It was already dark at night, and when the incense silk came to the Qilin Palace, King Chen had already fallen asleep.

"Aunt Xiangshuang." Jiuzhu, with her thick black hair loose, came out of the room: "It's so late, Aunt Kui Kuai is here."

"The emperor heard that several emperors had been drinking, so she asked the servants to come and take a look."

Her Royal Highness rarely gets drunk. In the past, when she drank alcohol, Niangniang always sent people around her to watch. Today, when she came to Qilin Palace, she suddenly remembered that if Her Royal Highness was drinking, Niangniang would not have to worry.

His Royal Highness is already the person of the princess, and the princess takes care of him.

"His Royal Highness has fallen asleep." Jiu Zhu smiled and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness looks very good when he is drunk."

good?

What did the princess misunderstand about Her Royal Highness?

Even if she was the maid of the goddess, she couldn't praise the goodness of His Highness King Chen, but Princess Chen did.

"The concubine takes care of His Royal Highness, so the servants can rest assured." Seeing that Jiuzhu had taken off her makeup, Xiangshuang got up and said goodbye: "Don't disturb His Highness and the princess to rest, the servants retire."

"It's getting late at night, Auntie is very worried." Jiuzhu picked up the lantern, sent the incense silk to the gate of the palace, and called two eunuchs to accompany her.

Fragrant silk is very ironing in her heart. She is a palace maid, and where is the princess who can send her to the door in person.

She has been in the palace for many years, and she can still somewhat distinguish whether she is sincere or acting.

The princess was really worried that her way to Mingyue Palace was not safe.

"Princess, this lamp at the door,

Really like the moon. She raised her head and noticed the full moon lantern under the eaves of the door: "I was confined in the hidden mansion back then, His Highness was six or seven years old. In the summer night, the house was stuffy and hot. In order to coax Her Royal Highness to cool off in the courtyard, she said that as long as she basks in the moon, the mother-in-law will bless him. "

"Look at me, talking about the past ten years." Xiangxuan smiled apologetically: "The princess quickly go back to rest, and the slaves retire."

"Auntie walk slowly." Jiuzhu handed the lantern in her hand to Xiangxuan: "It's hard to walk in the dark, so aunty bring the lantern."

Fragrant silk did not refuse, she carried the lantern and took the eunuch who arranged for her to send her away with two jiuzhu.

"Come here." Jiuzhu looked up at the full moon lantern: "Take off the lantern and hang it outside my bedroom and His Highness."

Let Mother-in-law Moon bless Her Highness all the time.

Outside Jingzhao Mansion, Du Qingke walked slowly from the gate.

He was still wearing the clothes he was brought into the Jingzhao Mansion, the brocade robe was wrinkled and wrapped around him, and there was an unpleasant smell.

Fortunately, it was night, and no one could see his embarrassment.

"Master." The servants of the Du family who were waiting outside saw him coming and hurriedly picked him up.

Sitting on the carriage, Du Qingke, who had been forbearing for a long time, turned gloomy.

All the things that the aristocratic families have done has now been investigated.

Knowing that these people are so stupid, he shouldn't have been so close to them for the things in these idiots' families.

Fortunately, he already has the contacts of these straw bags, and they are no longer useful.

Thinking of the crimes he had suffered in prison these days, he took off his dirty robe: "King An, King Chen!"

Especially King Chen, his dog-legs seemed like clairvoyance, ruining the provocation schemes of several aristocratic families.

If it wasn't for the fact that he never trusted those scumbags and didn't participate in what they did, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get through the gate of Jingzhao Mansion.

Although the person succeeded in coming, he still had to pay a fine of 120 ounces of silver.

"Who is sitting in the carriage, Jinwuwei night patrol, please cooperate with us to check."

Jin Wuwei?

Du Qingke opened the carriage curtain: "It's me."

He recognized it at a glance, and it was Jin Wuwei who took them to Jingzhao Mansion that day.

Who is it?

Yu Jian listened to his tone with confidence, as if he wanted Jin Wuwei to know him.

But……

Who is this unkempt middle-aged man with wrinkled clothes and dusty shoes?

"Yes?" Yu Jian stared at the "messy" Hu on his chin for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Please hand in the identity token."

"I'm going to Du Qingke." Du Qingke handed over the identity token.

"Oh." Yu Jian dragged her voice and continued, "I'll just say, how do you look familiar."

Patriarch Du, who was handsome and elegant a few days ago, was locked up in prison for a few days, and this happened?

It can be seen from this that no matter how elegant and elegant, it is inseparable from the people around you.

"Patriarch Du, please." Yu Jian returned the identity token to Du Qingke and stepped aside on horseback.

"Thank you." Du Qingke took a deep look at Yujian and lowered the curtain.

Yu Jian raised her eyebrows, what did Du Qingke's eyes mean?

vengeance?

"Du Qingke has been released, what about the other aristocratic clan masters?" Yu Jian asked the person.

"The two who kidnapped the 'women' of a good family and killed the person were sentenced to be executed. The other sentences were exiled, this Du Qingke did not participate, and the Jingzhao Mansion did not find any evidence to imprison him, so they released him. leave him."

"However, Lord Fu Yin sentenced him to a fine of 100 taels of silver for his ignorance."

That was one hundred taels of silver, not one hundred copper coins.

Those things really have nothing to do with Du Qingke?

Yu Jian didn't believe it.

But the yamen is a place to talk about evidence, even if they know that Du Qingke is suspicious, but if there is no evidence, the yamen has nothing to do with him.

"I heard that Du Qingke is still the uncle of the Third Imperial Concubine, the boss. We sent him to the yamen a few days ago. He won't take revenge on us?"

"What are you afraid of, it's not us who sent him to the yamen, it's King Chen and King An." King Tichen, Yu Jian's subtle sense of trust: "He dares to take revenge on the two princes?"

"He didn't dare to touch the two princes, but he dared to touch us."

Yu Jian: "..."

If he could be the dog-leg of Chen Wangfu, he wouldn't have to worry about Du Qingke's revenge.

The verdicts of the heads of several aristocratic families involved beheading, so they had to be submitted to the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple, and they would make the final decision.

The Ministry of Punishment didn't even have room for discussion, and directly stamped the big seal of the Ministry of Punishment, agreeing to the judgment of Jingzhao Mansion.

On the Dali Temple side, there were a few discussions, but they were all scolding the patriarchs of these aristocratic families.

"Anyway, your ancestors were also famous, how could you do such a ridiculous thing?"

"You even keep young girls in captivity, and this kind of beast is only for distribution?"

"I also think that this family owner should be sentenced to death."

After some discussion, one more person's name was added to the list of beheadings.

"Brother Jiyuan." An official opened the file of the victim's confession and held Ming Jiyuan in front of him: "The person who saved this woman's life turned out to be Princess Chen."

"What?" Ming Jiyuan took the file and read it.

[The woman wanted to cut herself off on the cliff, Princess Chen couldn't bear it and stretched out her arms to save her. 】

"Prince Chen has a righteous heart and saved the poor girl's life." The official said with emotion: "In order to prevent this girl from being severely punished, King Chen also arranged for a doctor to save the life of the assassinated family owner.

Really well-intentioned. "

If the head of the family dies before the verdict comes, according to Dacheng's law, the murderer must pay with his life.

His Royal Highness King Chen was more human than everyone imagined.

"Shemeijiao is frail, she never wanted to be in a hurry, but she is still so strong."

The Ming family are all weak and gentle!