Wishful Things

"Your Highness, please tell—"

"I told you, don't keep calling me this weird name..." Princess Jingrong muttered in a low voice, and then said: "Please tell General Xu for me that swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and he has to go out to fight all day long, so he must be careful."

Are you reminding her?

Xu Mingyi thought subconsciously, and heard Princess Jingrong say again: "It's not just me, my father also doesn't want General Xu to be injured or have an accident. We all want General Xu to be safe and sound."

"Yes, thank you for your concern, girl. I will tell my grandfather." Xu Mingyi changed her address, and when she met the eldest princess's eyes, she seemed to understand something vaguely.

In the memory of the eldest princess, the first emperor did not want her grandfather to have an accident, did he?

And this memory may not be before the age of six or seven...

"Okay, I know you've grown up and can talk." Princess Yufeng patted the eldest princess on the head appreciatively.

The eldest princess snorted softly at her, as if intending to appear more sensible, blessed Xu Mingyi, and said: "Miss Xu, go slowly."

Xu Mingyi, who received this gift for no reason, couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

I didn't know whether the eldest princess's illness was real or not, but now it is confirmed that it is fake. Looking at the appearance of the eldest princess, I can't help but feel admiration - she can act so seamlessly that even her closest relatives don't notice it. If her acting skills are second, I'm afraid no one can be the first.

But I couldn't help sighing in my heart-who wasn't forced out? Look at what this dog emperor has forced people into.

Shi Shi sent Xu Mingyi's master and servant out of the eldest princess' mansion.

There are no palace chariots outside the mansion.

Emperor Qingming never returned to the palace directly.

In the North Town Fusi, Liu Shizheng, the town Fusi, summoned his subordinates to explain the errands. Suddenly hearing that the imperial driver came here, he hurriedly dropped the official document in his hand and went out immediately.

But...how could His Majesty come here in person?

Could it be that something big happened? !

Liu Shi was nervous, so he invited Emperor Qingming, who obviously didn't want to attract attention, into the outer hall.

"Your Majesty condescends to come in person. I wonder if there is any urgent business?" Liu Shi asked respectfully and cautiously from the side.

"Let people invite Xia Shoufu to come here to see me." Emperor Qingming ordered: "Don't disturb other people."

"Yes, my minister takes orders."

Liu Shi suppressed the doubts in his heart, retreated and explained the matter to a confidant subordinate.

Xia Tingzhen came very quickly.

As soon as he entered the hall to salute, all the people in the hall retreated, the door of the hall was closed tightly from the outside, and the vision became much darker for a while.

Xia Tingzhen naturally noticed something strange.

It is completely strange that the emperor came here in person.

But in the end it was the Chief Assistant of the court, and now his face was still calm, he only asked: "I don't know why Your Majesty came out of the palace?"

"Jingrong was frightened and made a lot of noise, so I went out of the palace to see her." Emperor Qingming's tone was a little smiling, with irony in it, but also contradictory pleasure: "But I never thought that there would be unexpected gains—"

While speaking, she slowly took out something from her sleeve and put it on the small table beside her: "Xia Aiqing might as well help me to see if this thing is real or not."

Xia Tingzhen stepped forward to pick up the things, and slowly unfolded them in front of her eyes.

In the dimly lit hall, the lines of writing on it are still clearly visible...

Inside Xia Tingzhen's chest was like the sound of a drum beating, and her usual calm eyes also changed again and again—the former emperor... actually left a legacy!

Sure enough, he guessed right!

And this seemingly insignificant edict held in his hand, if it is born, it will definitely cause chaos in all directions...!

"This thing... Your Majesty found it from the Princess's mansion?" Xia Tingzhen asked in a low voice.

"That's right, it was Jing Rong who lost his mind and led me to the place where I hid this thing."

Xia Tingzhen frowned very quickly: "Does Your Majesty think this is too coincidental?"

"That's why I asked Xia Aiqing to see if it's true or not—"

If Jing Rong really dared to pretend to be crazy and use foolish tricks, then no matter what, he would definitely keep her...

Xia Tingzhen's eyes returned to the silk.

When I saw this thing suddenly just now, I couldn't help but feel shocked, so I can't call it a close look.

Looking at it carefully now, after a long while, he said truthfully: "In Yichen's opinion, it is indeed the late emperor's own handwriting... There is absolutely no trace of forgery."

The first emperor came from an ordinary background, his calligraphy skills were mediocre, and he was even taught by him, so he would never mistake him.

"Then it seems to be true." Emperor Qingming laughed, and said in a teasing tone: "Look at what my father's heart has become. I gave all the good things to my second brother, and even in the end, I still kept such a trick behind my back. If it wasn't for my luck, I don't know what it would have ended up."

Xia Tingzhen was silent for a moment, and said: "Your Majesty is a man determined by God, and his luck is also determined by God."

Emperor Qingming smiled and stood up.

"Let's go, follow me to meet someone—whether this thing was given to Jingrong by my father, I need to confirm it carefully."

He couldn't help being a hundred times more cautious about these things.

Xia Tingzhen had already guessed who he was going to meet, and after answering, she lowered her eyes and rolled up the handkerchief.

Within the capital, the most frightening place is the Imperial Prison of Beizhen Fusi.

This is a place where the sun cannot shine all the year round, but all those who enter here are looking forward to leaving this devil's den—even if they are destined to leave as dead people.

Emperor Qingming and Xia Tingzhen stopped outside a cell.

Their shoes are as clean as new, and they look so out of place when they step on the smelly floor tiles that the blood can never be washed off.

Not to mention the old man huddled in the corner of the cell, who at first glance could not even be called a human being——

The cold prison door was pushed open, and Emperor Qingming walked in.

"Qi Gong, I have come to see you."

The man with disheveled gray hair raised his head in a daze when he heard the sound, only one eye was still intact on his old and slack face.

Seeing the person in front of him, the cloudy eyes trembled.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

With a stooped figure and missing an arm, he crawled towards Emperor Qingming, holding the corner of Emperor Qingming's robe tightly with one hand, and begged, "Please let the old servant out, the old slave really didn't tell half a word of lies, and he didn't hide anything... When your majesty was still a prince, he was punished by the late emperor to kneel outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation. This old slave begged the late emperor... Has your majesty forgotten..."

The voice was choked and hoarse, but there was still a hint of tinnyness.

He was originally the great eunuch next to the late emperor, and he had a glorious past in front of others. After the death of the late emperor, he was given a hundred taels of gold and a good farmland house by Emperor Qingming, and was specially allowed to go out of the palace to take care of his life, but he "passed away" due to illness not long after.

"Qi Gong, I also want to believe you, look at you, you have really suffered here for so many years..."

Emperor Qingming sighed sympathetically, and without kicking him away, he only said with emotion: "Under such torture, I thought that there would be nothing I couldn't ask—but I still underestimated you. I have to say, my father really has a good eye for people."

"Your Majesty... How dare this old slave lie to His Majesty! The first emperor's succession is in the eldest son, this is the etiquette, why should Your Majesty insist on being obsessed with things that you don't have, listening to others' slander, and looking for troubles for nothing!"

"What a tradition of etiquette...but why is my father unwilling to follow it?" Emperor Qingming said sarcastically, "Or, this posthumous edict was forged by someone else, and I blamed my father?"

"Your Majesty said... what?" The old eunuch raised his head in a daze.

"Please take a good look at it for me, Mr. Qi. Is this thing real or fake?"

Emperor Qingming threw the silk in his hands at his feet, and his tone was still casual and relaxed: "Before the late emperor left, only Duke Qi served in the bedroom. If you want to draw up a will, you must ask Duke Qi to serve the pen and ink—Grand Qi should be very clear about whether this thing is true or not."

Trembling, the old eunuch let go of the emperor's robe, and pulled the silk to look at it.

After reading the book line by line, he trembled uncontrollably until he saw a fingernail-sized ink stain in the lower left corner, and tears rolled down from his red eyes.

It really is this edict...

Fortunately, this will...

He was worried that he would not be able to survive this day——

The late emperor's confession, today...he was finally able to fulfill it to the end!

The old eunuch held the edge of the silk, and suddenly let out a piercing and sad laugh.

Emperor Qingming narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked: "What? Could it be that the edict I recovered from Duke Zhen is actually a fake?"

"Duke Zhen...?"

The old eunuch straightened up with difficulty, took the edict, stood up tremblingly, changed his previous attitude of humble begging, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Since your Majesty has obtained it, how can you not know that this matter has nothing to do with the Duke of Zhen... But your majesty is still trying to test it out. How can you be the king of a country if you are so ignorant and suspicious, and can't distinguish loyal and sycophants! That's it! Let's see how many days the Daqing Mountains and Rivers will be safe and sound!"

His expression gradually became agitated, and his saliva even splashed on Emperor Qingming's face.

Emperor Qingming's face didn't fluctuate, but he secretly clenched his back teeth.

This person's previous cowardly begging for mercy... was really just a play!

"Your Majesty!"

The old eunuch staggered back two steps, looked at the top of his head in a trance, and said with tears: "...the old servant has persuaded you before, the princess's temperament is volatile, her mind is not strong and wise, she is really unbearable to entrust, unbearable to entrust!"

Then, he suddenly lowered his head, looked at the edict in his hand, and hurriedly hugged the edict in front of him. The weak-looking man didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly rushed out of the cell like crazy.

He said firmly in his mouth: "Your Majesty's will must not be buried...never let it be buried like this!"

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the cell, Xia Tingzhen raised his hand.

The security guard guarding outside the cell understood, drew his sword and stepped forward.

The long knife pierced into that old and emaciated body, as easily as piercing through a layer of window paper.

Blood began to flow from the old eunuch's mouth, and his body gradually slumped down weakly, but his thin hand was still tightly clutching the will.

Only then did Emperor Qingming turn around.

He walked to the side of the old eunuch, stretched out his hand to take back the blood-stained edict.

The other party was almost out of breath, but the strength in holding the will was still great, and it took him a lot of effort to pull it back.

Emperor Qingming took a look at the old eunuch who died with regret, and said with a smile: "Qi Gong, I should thank you very much. It's just that I'm not thanking you for pleading for me in the past. It's just——I feel much more at ease now."

Outside the cell, beside the old tables and stools for several jailers to rest, a brazier for heating was burning.

The bright yellow silk was thrown into the brazier, and it was quickly ignited and devoured.

Seeing the last gleam of bright color turned into ashes, Emperor Qingming's eyes overflowed with a faint smile of satisfaction.

As long as this will completely disappears, everything else is nothing to fear.

Even if Jing Rong recovers one day and remembers this edict, or someone else knows about the existence of this edict——

But what does it matter?

Will they choose to speak out?

If you have the guts, it will be easy.

——Founding rumors with empty mouths to stir up troubles, but actually with ulterior motives. The heart of disrupting our Daqing country is clearly revealed. Such chaotic officials and thieves should be punished.

He took Xia Tingzhen and turned around to leave the cell.

Outside the imperial prison, the warm sun is blazing overhead.

Emperor Qingming raised his head and glanced at the dazzling sun.

"Xia Aiqing—"

"My minister is here."

"You said... my second brother, does he know that there is such a will?"

"Based on what happened back then, under His Majesty's perfect plan, His Highness King Yan should have no chance to know."

"Yeah, I also think he doesn't know." Emperor Qingming said with a smile, "If he knew that this edict was torched by me today, how would he feel?"

The edict has disappeared, and all the names are justified, and it can only belong to him from the beginning to the end.

As for whether there would be someone who would rather not have the right name, but fight with him desperately - he will not let anyone have this opportunity...

A group of clouds floating from nowhere covered the golden sunlight, and the shadow spread across the sky and the earth very quickly.

After a while, the darkness slowly dissipated again.

...

Three days later, it rained heavily in central Beijing.

There was nothing to do on a rainy day, he couldn't practice his arrows, and it was inconvenient to go out, so Xu Mingyi took a book and sat by the window in a daze.

As for why he still holds the book in a daze, it is simply because reading this book makes his thoughts drift away.

She is thinking about someone.

—the owner of the fat bird, dozing in the chair beside her.

"Tianmu, what do you think he is doing at this time?"

Xu Mingyi stretched out his hand to touch the dozing bird, and asked with a sigh.

Big Bird didn't even move his eyelids.

Are you really asleep?

Xu Mingyi shook its wings, but the big bird still didn't respond.

Don't they all say that a pet is a caring little padded jacket for the owner, and can communicate with the owner?

At this time, Ah Zhu came in from the outside.

"Girl, Ah Li brought over some snacks and beef jerky, saying that Miss Cai made it herself."

As soon as the words fell, the big bird in the chair opened his eyes and shook his head energetically.

Seeing this scene, two voices suddenly popped up in Xu Mingyi's mind - can the bird pretending to be deaf and dumb still want it?

And - it is said that a childhood without being beaten is incomplete, shouldn't she give her child a complete childhood?

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(This chapter is the volume of two chapters combined, so there is no second update, good night~)