Yue Ji

Chapter 287

Qigong hurried back to the state of Jin.

As the carriage was running, his face was as cold as ice.In his carriage, there is another person, he is the old man with a messy beard, but now, this old man has changed into a clean robe.

This old man with a scraggly beard is a local great swordsman in the Yue Kingdom, and he has always been friends with Qi Gong.

He looked at the tense, serious abandonment with some doubts, and shook his head. He really didn't understand, how could a great master abandoning the government be so nervous about the death of a woman?Even if that woman is Mrs. Jin, how many women are there?If you die, you die.

At this time, Qi Gong raised his head.

He looked at the bearded old man, seeing his disapproving expression, he couldn't help frowning and said: "This matter is really serious, the Lord will definitely ask you to tell it in detail, you, hey."

When Qigong said this, he couldn't go on.

He also knew that it didn't matter what the bearded old man's attitude was, whether he was worried or not.

The best way is to hide this in advance. However, even if he hides such a sensational matter, it will definitely reach the ears of the princes within three or four months.

Forget it, let’s go to Xintian and discuss with Mr. Wen and others before making a decision.

Thinking of this, Qi Gong feels at ease.

Sure enough, when he came to Xintian and mentioned this matter to everyone, Mr. Wen's face changed drastically on the spot.

Mr. Wen's dry mouth kept trembling, and the sparse yellow beard on his mouth also trembled with his movements.

Duke Wen is the most trusted veteran of the Marquis of Jin. He is also the person who brought him up and understood his character best.

Another white-faced sage looked at Mr. Wen, and said solemnly: "I think, if the king knows it, what will happen?"

Mr. Wen's mouth was still trembling, he put his hands on the table, and tried to reach for the wine bottle on the table several times, but every time he stretched out his hand, it shook violently.

The white-faced sage winked at a maidservant behind Wengong, and the maid hurriedly walked to Wengong's side, poured wine for him, held it lightly with jade hands, and brought it to his lips.

Mr. Wen opened his mouth and took a big sip of his wine.

After swallowing the wine, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Mr. Wen said in a trembling voice, "This matter must never be said!"

When he said this, he stood up with a thud, and said with endless worry in his eyes: "Quickly order, block this matter with all your strength, if anyone leaks it, behead it!"

The white-faced sage looked at the unusually serious Mr. Wen in astonishment, frowned and said, "Why do you need to be so cautious?"

His voice fell, and the usually good-tempered Mr. Wen roared: "Shut up! Execute immediately!"

This white-faced magi is indeed one of the most capable ministers around Jingling. Although Duke Wen is older than him, his position is only on the same level as him.Duke Wen roared in front of everyone like this, without showing face, the white-faced sage blushed first, then he leaned forward, stared at Duke Wen and asked, "So serious?"

Mr. Wen sat down on the slum, motionless.

He opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and only uttered one word for a long time, "wine."

The maid hurriedly stepped forward and brought the drink to his lips.

After Wen Gong drank it all in one gulp, he smacked his mouth dryly and said in a difficult voice: "Of course, this matter must not be ignored." He turned his head to stare at Qi Gong when he said this, and solemnly ordered: "Mr. Leave Xintian quickly, and send back the news in time according to the son's order. Remember, everything is fine, madam!"

Qigong stood up and crossed his hands and said, "No."

Mr. Wen turned his head to look at the other people, and said solemnly: "Your lords, the current lord is a rare British lord in the Jin Kingdom for a hundred years. Like you, I firmly believe that under the rule of the lord, within ten years, I, Marquis of Jin, will become the overlord!"

When Mr. Wen said this seriously, his voice sank, already full of powerlessness and hidden worry, "Perhaps you don't know, but the love you have for your wife is extremely deep, and it has become an obstacle!" He let out a long breath , the voice lowered a little, "If the news of Madam's passing is passed back to the ears of the lord, the old man is really afraid, really afraid..."

What he was afraid of, he could no longer speak.

Everyone felt the solemnity and worry in Wen Gong's tone, and all became serious.They all folded their hands towards Mr. Wen, and replied loudly: "Follow the public will!"

Mr. Wen nodded, and sat back down on the bed.

At this moment, a swordsman's voice came loudly from outside, "Your Majesty is here—"

Your Majesty is here?Why is it so unfortunate?This, what should I do?
Everyone was startled, and after looking at each other, Mr. Wen shouted in a low voice: "My lords!"

Everyone bowed their hands to him at the same time, expressing their understanding.Mr. Wen looked at Mr. Qi, and Mr. Qi nodded to him, motioning for him to rest assured.

Jing Ling's footsteps sounded, and after a while, his tall figure appeared at the door.

As soon as Jing Ling stepped into the room, his eyes turned to Qi Gong, and at the same time, his calm face that had remained the same all year round suddenly lit up.

Although this light was very subtle and slight, but because everyone paid attention to it, they saw it clearly at this moment.At the moment, their hearts sank.Junhou's expression reflected Duke Wen's nervousness and panic just now, which made them really feel that something was wrong.

Jingling took a big step to sit down on the main seat, "Please sit down, gentlemen."

"Thank you Junhou."

After the servants filled the crowd with drinks, Jing Ling looked at Mr. Wen with a smile, and said slowly, "I don't know what happened to the lonely and trustworthy ministers gathered here?"

Everyone was shocked in unison, Mr. Wen hurriedly forced a smile, the white-faced sage took a step forward, and replied loudly: "The reason why the ministers gathered here is because the king is now over twenty and has no heirs. I'm panicking!"

This person is indeed a talented person with extremely quick thinking, and at this moment, he gave Jingling an extremely appropriate reason.

Jingling's face darkened when he heard the word Zisi.

He pursed his thin lips, and after a long while, he said in a deep voice: "I'm only twenty, Mr. Qing is too worried!"

The issue of this heir is endless, so after Jing Ling said that, he turned to look at Qigong, and said with a smile: "When did you arrive in Xintian?"

As soon as this question was asked, Qigong, Wengong, and the white-faced sage were a little panicked.

He deeply knew how shrewd the prince in front of him was, even if he said something incorrectly in a word or expression, he would be keenly aware of it, and he would become suspicious.

According to the regulations, his current task is to follow Wei Luo, and he will not return to Xintian unless there is a breakthrough.Even in Xintian, he should meet Jingling immediately.

But now that he has arrived in Xintian, not only did he not meet Jingling immediately, but he is still discussing something with his important ministers.

Qigong was in a state of confusion, he stepped forward and bowed his head, his lips twitched, but his mind was empty, he couldn't think of an appropriate word for a while.

Jingling lowered his face!
In an instant, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped.

In an instant, Mr. Wen's heart was beating fast.

Jing Ling looked at Duke Qi with a sullen face, and asked softly, "Why are you still hesitating?"

His voice is a little soft, very gentle.

But this time, Wen Gong's mouth was full of bitterness.But at this moment, the abandonment, who was really at a loss for words and had an empty mind, turned his head to look at him quietly.

Abandoning the Duke's action, he thought it was hidden, but Jingling saw it clearly.

At that moment, his handsome face turned cold!
With a cold face, he slowly, slowly stretched out his hands for support, and stood up.

After standing up, he stared at the front, and ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone can retreat!"

. . . . . . "promise!"

"Abandon the public, keep the public and come with me."

After finishing speaking, Jing Ling straightened his back and strode out.

Jingling's pace was a little stiff.

Behind him, Duke Qi looked at Duke Wen eagerly, but at this moment, Duke Wen had no intention of paying attention to him. He was lowering his head, racking his brains, trying to figure out what to say to deceive Jingling.

The place where everyone discusses is in the small room in the side hall of Juxian Hall in the palace.This room was chosen by Duke Qi. Duke Qi is not a thoughtful person. He didn't think that discussing matters in the palace would attract Jingling's attention.

Jingling led them and strode towards the main hall where he lived.

Behind Jingling, Mr. Wen looked at Mr. Qi, he pointed at him, and made a gesture of blaming himself, apologizing, and neglecting his duties!
Qi Gong immediately understood, and he nodded repeatedly.

The three came to the main hall.

Jing Ling sat down on the table in the middle, and after the two masters sat down, Jing Ling waved back the maidservant, and asked slowly: "Qi Gong, son, did something happen?"

He spoke very slowly, very slowly, as if every word was squeezed out of his chest.

Qi Gong quickly shook his head, he stepped forward, gave a deep bow, and stammered: "Chen, madam is fine, madam is now in the country of Yue, and I have dragged the affairs of madam to my friends in Yue. Xintian, it's really something else, something else."

After he finished speaking, he secretly looked at Jingling.

Jing Ling was staring at him.

He put his hands in front of his knees, his slender fingers were a little convulsed, he just stared at Qi Gong, in the silence of the hall, Jing Ling said slowly: "Why did you come back privately?"

Abandoned Gong was so anxious that he was sweating, he trembled and murmured: "Yes, yes, it's an old concubine who said she was pregnant."

Jingling smiled.

He stared fixedly at Qi Gong with those midnight-like eyes, and when he saw that his forehead was sweating like rain, he said in a peaceful voice, "Really?"

"Ran Ran."

Jingling asked indifferently: "The concubine is pregnant and went back to Xintian privately, but why did she discuss with Mr. Wen and others about the orphaned heir?"

Qigong's mouth twitched, but he really didn't know how to answer.

At this time, Mr. Wen hurriedly added, "Your Majesty, why should you be suspicious? When I met Abandoned Duke, I grabbed him and whispered to him. When Mr. Qing invited me, I went together."

After finishing speaking, Duke Wen looked at Jingling, frowned and shouted: "Your Majesty is really worrying too much!"

Jing Ling frowned slowly.

At this time, Duke Qi gave a deep bow to Jingling, and said in an extremely ashamed tone: "I have neglected my duties, please punish me."

Jing Ling stared at him, and after a long silence, he said, "You don't have to blame yourself." After a pause, he continued, "Since you have been entrusted with your business, you can rest in Xintian for half a month. "

Seeing what he meant, Qi Gong obviously no longer intends to get to the bottom of it. He was overjoyed, and he quickly crossed his hands and replied, "No."

Jingling turned his head, looked at Duke Wen thoughtfully, and said slowly, "You two can retreat!"

"promise!"

The two stepped back at the same time.

Jing Ling kept frowning, staring at the two thoughtfully.

When the two of them retreated to the entrance of the hall, Jingling's voice suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Leave the abandoned lord!"

. . . . . .

Qi Gong turned his head and crossed his hands, and said: "Promise!" When he made the promise, he looked at Wen Gong eagerly again, but at this time, Wen Gong was helpless, so he could only continue slowly and exit the palace gate as if nothing had happened.

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Tears, the pink ticket really rose too fast.The ticket increase is a very good thing, mainly because I went to bed late last night, and today I was a little tired, and I couldn't get up the energy to catch up with the article, so I dragged it until now.

First code the last chapter and send it, and catch up with the second update as soon as possible.

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