Prince, the princess calls you to dream

Chapter 164 Are You Okay?
During the meal, as usual, Dong Zhi told Bai Jiuxiao about the rumors in the market and the big and small things that happened on the street.

Normally, Bai Jiuxiao would just listen.

"Sister Jiujiu, have you ever heard of the Ninth Prince?" Dong Zhi asked.

Bai Jiuxiao slightly paused the hand holding the chopsticks.

Then eat as usual.

"Slightly heard."

Winter Solstice was puzzled: "She is so powerful, why did you hear about it?"

"I'm lazy and don't care about outside affairs." Bai Jiuxiao replied.

"Well, then you must not know, she is a woman, and some time ago she drank poisonous wine and committed suicide."

After Dongzhi finished speaking, he was surprised to see Bai Jiuxiao eating without any response: "Aren't you surprised?"

"Surprised at what?"

"Surprised by such a powerful person, then the person who can govern the country and stabilize the country with literature, and defend the enemy with martial arts is a woman?"

"Women are also human beings, and they are no different from men except for the difference in gender." Bai Jiuxiao said.

winter solstice:"."

Why can't I explain it to this person?

Shaking his head: "It seems that you still know too little about the Ninth Prince, so you can say such a thing. I will go to the town to get you a book in the afternoon, and I will show you all the things she did in her life. Great deeds, you know, what she has done is not only impossible for women, but also beyond the reach of men in the world."

Bai Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows: "Is there still this book for sale?"

"Of course, the Ninth Prince is a legendary woman. Now the storytellers in the teahouse are all talking about her. If you are not so lazy, you can also take a step back and listen to it, gaining insight."

"talk later."

Winter Solstice is helpless: "Seeing how lazy you are, I'd better bring you a book first."

"Don't bring books with you, most of them are nonsense written by book writers, and they are nothing to look at." Bai Jiuxiao said softly.

Winter Solstice Khan: "Do you think it was written by any cat or dog? It was written by the palace Chinese who the Holy Majesty is looking for today. Everything is true, everything is true, and the price is extremely cheap."

Bai Jiuxiao was startled, a little surprised.

"The emperor asked someone to write it?"

"Well, today's Holy Majesty distinguishes right from wrong, and rewards and punishments are clearly defined. Although it is a crime for the Ninth Prince to deceive the emperor, the contributions she has made over the years are also true. Therefore, let people write a book of her life and let the people of the world circulate it."

Ok.

Her emperor brother has a heart.

But, you don't have to.

She didn't care about these things when she was alive, and she didn't care what the world thinks "after death".

*
Sang Lin, Four Princes' Mansion
When Shi Lei walked into the wing room, he saw Ning Shiqian sitting by the window with lowered eyebrows, fiddling with the medicine silk silver rope on his wrist.

These days, he saw that he had been tinkering.

"Does the lord want to take it down? Didn't you say last time that the thousand-year-old sandalwood fire can burn it?"

Ning Shiqian ignored him.

Which eye sees him wanting to take it off?
He was just studying how this knot of hers was tied.

I remember that all the princes in the palace used to play that kind of nine-link ring, and he was the first to solve it easily every time.

However, he had studied the knot she tied for a long time, and this time he had studied it for several days, but he still had no clue.

"This woman is really capable." Ning Shiqian bent his lips.

Seeing him talking to himself again about Bai Jiuxiao, Shi Lei frowned, with worried eyes.

He even suspected that his prince had a mental problem.

Since this period of time, he often went to sit alone in the wing room in the backyard where he used to perform the face-changing Gu, and sat alone for most of the day.

Or just like at this moment, fiddle with this bracelet.

People also look thinner.

He really wanted to persuade him that people are dead, but the living should continue, mourn, and think about it.

But I was afraid that the more I said it, the more it would arouse his grief.

Fortunately, there is one more thing he cares about.

That is the career of searching.

However, during this period of time, he was grounded to think about it, so he could only be searched by people from the manor, but at least he was thinking about it in his heart.

Just now Uncle Liang from the manor sent someone to send news that Si Ya was dead, and he dare not tell him now.

This is his only support now.

"My lord."

Ning Shiqian looked up at him.

Shi Lei pursed his lips, still hesitating.

Ning Shiqian's handsome eyebrows were slightly raised: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Uncle Liang just sent someone a message saying that Si Ya" Shi Lei said cautiously, "He's dead."

Ning Shiqian's pupils shrank.

"died?"

"Well, Uncle Liang's people said that although they didn't see Si Ya's body with their own eyes, the news should be reliable."

Ning Shiqian knew that Uncle Liang was cautious and careful, since he said he was reliable, he must be reliable.

"Sure enough, as she guessed, she said at the time that Si Ya was either imprisoned, or something happened." Ning Shiqian murmured.

Shi Lei knew that the "she" he mentioned should refer to Bai Jiuxiao again.

I don't know how to be relieved.

Ning Shiqian's eyes hurt and he lowered his eyes.

What about his concubine?
Suddenly remembered something, suddenly raised his head: "Let Uncle Liang and the others continue to look for his disciples, Siya has a disciple handed down from generation to generation."

"Okay!" Shi Lei immediately took the order.

There is still hope, Shi Lei is also very excited.

For him, not only is there hope for the concubine De, but also for his prince.

*
Dragon Palace

Emperor Jing sat behind the dragon case and was approving the memorial. The eunuch Wen De and Zhan Mo, a guard with a sword in front of the imperial court, accompanied him.

Emperor Jing thought of something, paused the ink pen in his hand, and asked Zhan Mo: "Has the news of Si Ya's death spread?"

"Back to the emperor, the subordinates have already spread the news according to the emperor's orders, and have paid a lot of money to buy Qianji Gang and Jinshu Gang. They agreed to confirm the news."

Qianji Gang and Jinshu Gang are two of the most famous news buying and selling organizations in Jianghu, and the news they spread is almost true.

Emperor Jing nodded.

"This subordinate dares to ask, what is the purpose of the emperor doing this?" Zhan Mo was puzzled.

He didn't know why he spent so much money and effort just to spread the news.

Emperor Jing bent his lips, dipped his pen into the red ink in the inkstone.

"Because I want to destroy Da Zhao!"

Bai Jiuxiao is dead, and Da Zhao's vitality is seriously injured. It is better to destroy Da Zhao sooner rather than later.

Zhan Mo was stunned, and he didn't understand: "What does this have to do with Mie Da Zhao?"

"You'll know soon." Emperor Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sinister smile in them.

*
When Gu Yin came to see Ning Shiqian, Ning Shiqian had just had lunch.

Because he drank a little wine, he was a little tipsy, and he was lazily leaning on the edge of the low couch, as if reading a book, as if taking a nap, and as if thinking about something.

As soon as he entered, he could smell the smell of alcohol, Gu Yin frowned and slapped him with his hand: "What kind of wine do you drink in broad daylight?"

Ning Shiqian lazily raised his eyelids, seeing that it was him, he lowered them again.

"Come back from a mission."

"Yeah." Gu Yin walked over and sat down opposite him with his robe lifted.

You are also welcome, and poured yourself a glass of water with the pot.

While drinking, he looked at Ning Shiqian, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you okay?"

　There are more, but visually it will be eleven o'clock, everyone go to bed early, and watch it tomorrow morning~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)