Don't panic when fleeing the famine, the peasant girl is busy farming

Chapter 290 Respecting the King
King's Mansion.

King Jing was on the porch, teasing the vibrato canary in the cage. This is a rare species in the world, the only one in Daqing.

In order to beg for the food in King Jing's hands, the canary kept chirping like rattles.

In the past, if it barked, King Jing would give it food.

But today's King Jing just looked at it and remained motionless.

Canary had no choice but to be forced to open for business, and used its innate acting talent to perform "wearing a mask" juggling.

But it worked so hard, but it still couldn't get a grain of food from Jing Wang, because Jing Wang's mind was not on it at all at the moment.

King Jing is waiting for news.

He wanted to know who would kill Xiao Xinghe who left Beijing alone in the end.

Is it King An Le and King Kang?Or the eight hundred killers he sent out?
Thinking of King Anle and King Kang, King Jing couldn't help but sneer.

"These two idiots, for going to kill Xiao Xinghe so blatantly, do they really think that Xiao Xinghe is a loner? There are many supporters standing behind him.

Even if they killed Xiao Xinghe during this trip, these people in the capital city would not sit back and watch them ascend the throne.

The city of Kyoto is going to be in chaos, no, the whole Daqing, the whole Daqing is going to be in chaos...

Chaos, chaos, this king will be able to act, stabilize the situation, save the people from the fire and water, and take advantage of the situation to ascend the throne..."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a staff member dressed as a servant rushed over at a trot.

He said out of breath, "My lord...no...it's not good..."

King Jing snorted with a stern face: "Why panic? What's wrong? Speak well! Speak clearly!"

The staff said out of breath: "The two emperors and empresses have returned to the capital city. Behind them... there are also dozens of carts, and the carts are full of corpses of men in black. They... they are heading towards us. The palace is here!"

King Jing's heart skipped a beat.

What?Jiang Erya and Xiao Xinghe returned safely?

The actions of King Anle and King Kang failed?What a waste!
Dozens of carts of corpses of men in black are behind the emperor and empress?
Man in black?
Could it be... that the 800 people sent by the king were all lost?

The two emperors and empresses transported the corpse to this side, they must have come to Xingshi to question the crime!

How to do how to do……

King Jing forced himself to calm down, and asked his staff: "Have any of our people survived? Have they confessed my king?"

The group of killers he sent out were all people he could trust.

He had agreed with them that once they were captured alive, they would bite the poison sac hidden in their teeth and kill themselves. They would never give the empress a chance to torture and extract a confession, lest they be unable to bear the punishment and make him The master behind the scenes confessed.

In this way, he will treat their family members kindly and keep them safe for the rest of their lives.

Having said that, but people's hearts are changeable, and he can't guarantee that the [-] killers will follow the agreement when faced with death threats.

If any survivor betrayed him for his own survival, it would be bad.

The staff member shook his head and said, "This little one is not sure either.

The carloads of corpses piled on top of each other, they came in through the gate of the city, and Jin Linwei escorted the corpses while looking for something in the crowd of onlookers.

Not to mention going forward to check and identify, the little one didn't even dare to show any strange expression, for fear that he would not be able to escape the eyes of Jin Linwei and cause you, my lord, to be targeted by Jin Linwei.

But even if they were small and calm, the emperor and empress still came towards our palace with those corpses.

Right now they are just outside the door, laying out car after car of dead bodies, blocking the door of our palace.

My lord, what shall we do next? "

King Jing frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Go and invite King Lao Shun here."

King Jing has always done things cleanly. After sending out those [-] killers, he destroyed the stronghold that trained those killers.

Even if someone wants to betray him, there is no strong evidence.

He was sure of it.

But there is a saying called "The king ordered the minister to die, and the minister had to die."

I was afraid that Jiang Erya and Xiao Xinghe would put him to death if they had no evidence.

King Lao Shun is the old patriarch of the royal family, and he has always loved them, the royal family members, and he has a good personal relationship with him.

With King Lao Shun pressing down, or mediating in the middle, Xiao Xinghe should restrain himself a bit.

The staff was ordered to go through the side door and leave in a hurry.

At this moment, Jin Linwei rushed into Prince Jing's Mansion with a saber.

King Jing's face darkened, and then he changed into an expression of horror and astonishment, and raised his feet to welcome him out...

As soon as Jiang Erya and Xiao Xinghe stepped into the gate of the city, the various forces in the capital got the news.

The actions of King Anle and King Kang failed, and the people they arranged in the capital city had already been controlled by a group of generals led by Duke Ding.

They thought that there would be an uproar in the capital city, causing disputes and changing hands.

As a result, when the matter came to the Empress, they only had time to make a splash before being quickly suppressed by the two of them!

The emperor and empress returned safely, and the onlookers suddenly had a backbone again.

Those families who had been looking forward to the death of the Empress to fish in troubled waters, when they saw the dozens of carts of corpses behind the Empress, immediately snuffed out their little thoughts and shrunk their necks like a quail.

As soon as Jiang Erya and Xiao Xinghe entered the city gate, they became serious at the same time.

On the way to Prince Jing's Mansion, the two of them remained silent the whole time.

Jiang Erya was still holding a bloody spear all the time, like a god of death, making people daunting.

When they arrived at the gate of King Jing's mansion, the two sat on the horses without getting off their horses, and King Xuan Jing came out to meet them.

King Jing came here in a hurry, pretending to be confused, and asked Jiang Erya and Xiao Xinghe why they came.

Jiang Erya sneered, pointed at the carloads of corpses, and said, "Your dogs were not tied up and ran around in the woods outside the capital city. I have a kind heart and don't want them to get lost. Sent it back to you."

King Jing looked at the carloads of corpses, there were so many, and he could not see the end from left to right.

King Jing's heart was blocked.

Are you kind?Who killed so many dead people?Assuming that a dead person eats a feast for one day, this feast will last for three years in a row!

He pretended not to know, and asked, "What's the meaning of this, Empress? What kind of dog? Are there any dogs here? My king always only likes to raise flowers, birds, fish and insects, not four-legged animals...

Speaking of flowers, birds, fish and insects, the king recently got a pot of strange flowers, the flowers bloom without leaves, and the leaves do not see the flowers.Some people say that it is the flower on the other side that blooms on Huangquan Road in legend.

I don't know if His Majesty and the Empress are interested, let's take a look at it together with this king..."

King Jing talked about it from left to right, just to delay time, so that his staff would invite Lao Shun Wang to save the scene.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Erya didn't give him a chance at all, and directly threw the spear in her hand.

Facing the flying spear, Jing Wanghun almost flew away in fright.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled a guard beside him to block the gun for himself...

　The head teacher called and said that the child's writing posture was wrong.

　　When he digs and writes like that, he gets tired easily, and his handwriting is slow and ugly, and it may cause deformity of his wrist, let him correct it.

　　During this period of time, I bought a lot of pen holders and things to fix my wrists. As a result, it turns out that the clothes hangers at home are the best.

　　Holding a hanger in hand, and frightening him with a fierce expression, he naturally knew that he had to adjust his posture...

　　However, I clearly want to be a loving mother...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)