Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 95

When he arrived at Jingzhao Mansion, Jing Chun was not in a hurry to tell Song Yiwen everything he knew, but first went to Jing Tongchang who was still in prison.

Seeing Ruoyou's down-and-out Jing Tongchang, Jing Chun said calmly, "If I save you, I have one condition."

Hearing the sound, Jing Tongchang looked at Jing Chun who was still wearing the badge of Jingzhao Mansion, and turned a little surprised, "You are negotiating conditions with Weifu."

From Jing Tongchang's point of view, what he questioned was not Jing Chun's standing by and watching, but using this as a condition for negotiation.

Then why does Jing Tongchang exist as a father?
"What else? I can't do what I'm willing to do, so why not give each other a benefit and not feel indebted."

Jing Tongchang was stunned for a moment, looking at Jing Chun who was separated from him by a wooden fence, "I am your father."

"I know." Jing Chun's eyes were indifferent, with a dispensable slackness, "But, does father regard me as a daughter?"

Jing Chun went on to add: "I am not extremely vicious, nor is it impossible for a child to be taught, but my father sees me as how to know for myself. I know how to repay kindness, but if there is no kindness, how can I repay it?"

Jing Tongchang clenched his fists unconsciously, as if he had thought of something, but he relaxed again, suddenly remembering the happy event that Fang Yun said that day. .

Jing Tongchang turned his head away, "What's the condition you mentioned?"

"Relax the entry qualifications for civilian painting students, and the entry exams for high-ranking officials and students from poor families must be treated equally."

Jing Tongchang thought he had heard it wrong, and it didn't seem like a condition at all, or it was obviously something that could only be corrected after a long time.

It would be difficult for Jing Tongchang to break this monopoly by himself. Moreover, it is difficult for the civilian class to cross the class. What's more, it is difficult to fight for an official position close to the high court. There are many dangers involved, and it is beyond words. Things that can be done.

Jing Tongchang replied calmly: "You don't understand officialdom."

"It's because you don't understand the humble family."

Jing Tongchang sneered, "A poor family? Whose ancestors were not from a poor family? How can anyone be born to be from a poor family? Do you think that your eyes are higher than the top when you fight for the poor family? It is a big mistake. It’s about fairness, but it’s actually about buying people’s hearts, and the strategy of governing a country is by no means as simple as you said.”

Jing Chun, however, was not dissuaded by Jing Tongchang's words at all, and asked instead: "If fairness requires a roundabout way to become an excuse to win people's hearts, then is there any equality in this country?"

"People have never been equal."

Jing Chun's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Why are we not equal? ​​Since we are human, who is not flesh and blood? Who is not walking on two legs? How can we not be human? Why are we not equal?"

Jing Tongchang looked at Jing Chun, his eyes were shocked, his lips trembled, he was a little fuzzy, whether this person in front of him was his biological daughter Jing Chun, her thoughts were not comparable to Jing Chun's ten years ago.

Jing Tongchang looked at Jing Chun carefully again, and said lightly: "This is not up to you to decide. There are people who are masters and others who are servants. Each has its own duty and way back. How to go and live depends on yourself, rather than a few words of sentimental words."

Jing Chun paused, and there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, "It's not just out of wishful thinking. After several years of cold weather, it doesn't seem to be effective. Who can bear it? Just like you appreciate Mr. Yeshan, but you don't know that there are more things left in this world. There are so many talented people like Mr. Yew, can you say that this is the fault of their birth? Everyone has their own ambitions and their own backgrounds. Should people of low birth be inferior to others? Have you ever thought about Yew The efforts you have made are comparable to the painters of the Imperial Academy of Painting? Are you admiring him now, but will he just turn a blind eye?"

Jing Tongchang didn't speak any more, just stared at the iron chain on the prison door absently, and said indifferently: "Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky..."

Life and death are about Jing Tongchang, and wealth lies in those poor families.

"You don't want to?"

Jing Tongchang sighed and relaxed his posture, "Xiaochun, I am your father. Although your personality has changed, you can't threaten me. For my father, I can agree to your conditions for my life, but for my father Knowing that a gentleman must do what he says, he must do what he says, and I can't do things, and I can't do them, it's not because I don't want to, but because I can't."

It seems that this condition has not been negotiated, and the matter has come to this point, Jing Chun finally bowed and left, but after taking two steps, he looked back at Jing Tongchang.

"Xiaochun." Jing Tongchang suddenly called out to Jing Chun.

Jing Chun put his hands in his arms, and looked at each other with conflicting eyes.

"You regretted it?" Jing Chun got straight to the point.

Jing Tongchang shook his head, pursed his lips, and said lightly: "I dreamed about your mother yesterday."

Jing Chun paused for a moment. She never expected that Jing Tongchang would talk to her about Mrs. Jing at this time. Could it be that he was playing the emotional card?

Jing Tongchang's body seemed much smaller, and he retracted his hands into his sleeves, with a little light in his eyes, "This is the first time I have dreamed about her in ten years. Her appearance is the same as before, but I I am already old and no longer what I used to be.”

"I think your mother probably blamed me. I called her many times and she didn't respond to me. She blamed me for treating you like this for the past ten years. She refused to see me only ten years ago. When it was time to leave, she remembered me. Qianyan There are thousands of words, I can't say a word."

Jing Chun said indifferently: "I really doubt that you have been wronged. If it is someone else, you will not let go of the slightest clue in such a thing as murder and death. You still have the mood to talk to me here about your dream. see?"

"Also," Jing Chun added: "Don't try to use the guilt I feel towards A Niang to get you out of prison. A Niang blames you, and I blame you even more."

Jing Chun walked out of the cell without waiting for Jing Tongchang to say anything more. She was very satisfied with her indifference to Jing Tongchang just now. When she thought of the injustice Jing Chun had suffered in the past ten years, she was just retaliating in kind.

Just as he was thinking, he saw a person walking out surrounded by a group of people. It seemed that this kind of outfit was not affordable for ordinary people, and there were many guards behind those people.

Song Yiwen was also discussing something with the person in the middle, but the cover was too tight, Jing Chun himself couldn't see what that person looked like, but he must be a big shot.

Jing Chun didn't think too much. He just thought that some dignitary came to report the case. After all, even His Royal Highness Prince Li could come to Jingzhao Mansion to report a theft case. Who else would Jingzhao Mansion dare not accept? of.

Jing Chun looked at Capt. Li who was rushing over, pointed at the crowd, and asked, "Who is that? Can Mr. Song personally greet you?"

"Well worker, His Royal Highness King Yu is here, why are you still here?"

His Highness King Yu?

(End of this chapter)