Chapter 5 [5] Is King Jing so terrible?

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Kicking randomly?

Yun Ran raised her eyebrows and thought to herself that this man was so unreasonable. It was clearly his rats that ran out to scare people, and she hadn't blamed him yet, but he was the first to complain.

When I turned around, I found that the person who spoke was a thin-faced man with a turban, with shifty eyebrows and rat eyes, like the reincarnation of a rat spirit.

The rat-eyed man bent down to pick up the mice and said angrily, "You kicked all of them to death!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Before Qian Sijin could speak to defend her sister-in-law, Yun Ran put his hands on his hips and said without hesitation, "The two I kicked away are fine here. The ones you took were clearly run over by a car. What does it have to do with me? This is broad daylight, in front of everyone. Don't try to blackmail me."

The rat-eyed man originally thought that the two women were dressed richly and were young, so he thought they must be timid and afraid of trouble, and wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail them.

I didn't expect that this young lady in a green dress and a veiled hat was not only so courageous, but also had a sharp tongue...

However, her thin and soft accent sounded like she came from the south, not from Chang'an.

"I don't care. These mice are going to be sent to Prince Jing's mansion! You know Prince Jing, right? He's the younger brother of the current emperor, the most honorable prince of this dynasty!"

The rat-eyed man threw the dead rats into the cage and snorted coldly at Yun Ran and the others, "I think the two young ladies are from outside the city and probably don't understand the customs of Chang'an. You might as well go and ask what happens to those who offend His Royal Highness Prince Jing!"

King Jing?

Yun Ran frowned slightly, wondering why it was him again.

As soon as she entered Chang'an yesterday, she ran into the funeral ceremony of the Cui family who was "killed" by King Jing.

Today, she was walking down the street and ran into the rats from King Jing's house again...

But this prince is really weird. Why does he order so many little rats?

Filled with doubts, Yun Ran once again looked at the rat-eyed man in front of him who was clearly trying to blackmail him: "Don't be so boastful and intimidating! I may not know Prince Jing, but he is still a prince of the current dynasty. How could he be so unreasonable as to quibble over two little mice?"

Yun Ran straightened his back and spoke in a clear voice, "If you ask me, it must be you, a short-sighted peasant, who is using the title of King Jing to bully others. You think we are women and easy to bully, so you want to take advantage of us!"

"you!"

The rat-eyed man's face flushed red as his thoughts were exposed in public: "You little bitch, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm talking nonsense? Tsk, with your little tricks, it's fine if you can scare other girls, but you want to scare me, my lady..."

"Ahem, sister!"

Yun Ran was startled when her sleeve was suddenly pulled. She turned around and saw her third sister-in-law winking at her. She looked in the direction and found that her eldest sister-in-law Li Wanrong was walking towards her.

Yun Ran bit his tongue. It was a close call. He almost got rude in front of his sister-in-law.

"What's going on?" Li Wanrong heard the noise outside in Wenxiang Pavilion. She was worried that Qian might cause trouble, so she came out to take a look.

Unexpectedly, when I came out, I saw Qian hiding behind, and my sister-in-law was arguing with someone with her hands on her hips and a fierce look on her face.

"Sister-in-law." Yun Ran and Qian Sijin called out together and quickly told the story.

Although Qian Sijin didn't like Li Wanrong, she had to admit that when her sister-in-law came, she felt like she had a backbone and her heart was at ease.

"This scoundrel is trying to blackmail me and my sister." Qian Sijin couldn't hide her anger, "Sister-in-law, please stand up for us."

Li Wanrong glanced at the rat-eyed man, then at the cages of mice that had been loaded back onto the cart. She frowned silently, then leaned aside and instructed the maid behind her, "Give him two coins."

The maid bowed her head: "Yes."

Seeing that his sister-in-law gave him the money without saying anything, Yun Ran became anxious: "Sister-in-law, he is deliberately blackmailing us, don't be fooled!"

Qian Sijin: "Yeah, why did you give him money?"

Li Wanrong didn't say anything, just turned around and glanced at them indifferently.

Looking at the rat-eyed man again, she spoke calmly, "My sister accidentally kicked two mice. While it was wrong, it was done in a moment of urgency. These two coins should be considered compensation. Let's all step aside and disperse. This will avoid blocking the road and attracting the patrolling Jinwu Guards, which would cause trouble."

The rat-eyed man had been in Chang'an for many years, so he naturally saw that the woman he met later was of extraordinary bearing. From her speech and behavior, he could tell that she was a daughter of a wealthy family.

Now that he had the money, even though it was a little less, it was better than nothing. Besides, if he really made a big fuss, he might not get any good results.

"Madam, you are so sensible. How dare I disobey you?"

The rat-eyed man took the two coins, bowed to Li Wanrong with a smile, pulled the black cloth to cover the cage, and drove away with the cart.

Looking at the man's departing back, Yun Ran was puzzled and unwilling: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing..."

Li Wanrong lowered her eyes and looked at her sister-in-law. "When a couple of coins can solve the problem, why should you lower yourself to such a lowly person and argue with such a scoundrel in the street?"

Yun Ran bit her lip. "This...what does this have to do with my identity? He was the one who blackmailed me first..."

“That’s right!”

Qian Sijin's heart was completely with the sister-in-law who sacrificed herself to protect her. She said indignantly, "We don't feel bad about losing a few coins. We just don't want to be taken advantage of."

"You're so nervous about speaking."

Li Wanrong gave Qian Sijin a cold look. "How can a sister-in-law hide behind and let her younger sister stand in front? I can't interfere with you quarreling in the street, so how can I let my younger sister join in?"

She was about to say that the Qian family came from a merchant family and didn't follow the rules, so it was fine, but she wanted to avoid leading Yun Ran astray. But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back, thinking of saving some face for the Qian family.

But Qian Sijin and Li Wanrong had been sisters-in-law for a year, so how could she not know what the elder sister-in-law was trying to say? Her face flushed with anger: "What do you mean by that? It's clearly someone else's fault, why are you picking on me?"

"Don't be angry, sisters-in-law. It's me. I was wrong."

Yun Ran had never expected such a trivial matter to lead to so many consequences. He hurriedly grabbed the hands of his two sisters-in-law and said, "Sister-in-law, I was the one who protected Sister-in-law. Those rats are scary, so it's normal for Sister-in-law to be scared. I grew up in the countryside and am not afraid of these things. As for quarreling with others..."

Yun Ran agreed with her third sister-in-law on this point, but she also knew she couldn't add fuel to the fire at this moment. She took a deep breath and said, "I just came to Chang'an and don't know the rules yet. Don't be angry, eldest sister-in-law, and don't blame my third sister-in-law. Later... later, I will slowly learn the rules from you, okay?"

The little girl's hands were soft, her voice was soft, and even the look in her eyes when she looked at them was soft.

In this situation, no one can get angry anymore.

Li Wanrong and Qian Sijin both calmed down.

Qian Sijin looked at Yun Ran distressedly: "I don't blame you."

It’s all the fault of some innocent person who made a fuss out of nothing!

Li Wanrong also took Yun Ran's hand in hers and patted it gently. "Sister-in-law doesn't mean to blame you. I know it was that scoundrel who started the trouble. But when you're away from home, it's better to avoid trouble than to worry about it. Besides...it involves Prince Jing's Mansion."

At this point, Qian Sijin's unconvinced expression suddenly froze.

Li Wanrong caught sight of this and snorted inwardly, but she continued to speak softly to Yun Ran, "Sister, you've just arrived in Chang'an and don't know the situation in the capital yet. But there's one thing you must remember: avoid anything related to Prince Jing's Mansion if you can. Don't get involved at all."

Yun Ran was even more puzzled after hearing this: "Is King Jing really that terrifying?"

She only knew that this man was unlucky in marriage, but she didn't want to marry him. She just wanted to ask for an explanation from his evil slave, but she couldn't do that?

"Sister, you really have to listen to your sister-in-law on this!"

Qian Sijin's face was filled with horror, and she spoke in a serious tone, "That King Jing is definitely not a good person. It is said that he is the reincarnation of an evil spirit. Anyone who has anything to do with him will be unlucky, and..."

"cough!"

Li Wanrong stopped Qian Sijin in time and said sternly, "Sister-in-law, be careful with your words. Let's talk about it when we get back."

Qian Sijin looked around and realized that it was not a good place to talk about this, so she quickly stopped talking and held Yun Ran's arm again.

Seeing the two of them holding hands, Li Wanrong's eyes flickered and she asked softly, "Do you want to continue shopping?"

Yun Ran was far more curious about King Jing than shopping at this moment. Qian Sijin was also scared by the two mice and lost her mood, so she looked at Yun Ran and chose to follow Li Wanrong back to Wenxiang Pavilion.

The three sisters-in-law entered the store one after another, and in the second floor of a tavern across the street, the carved window lattice was half-open, but it was enough to see everything happening on the street.

The cool aroma of agarwood lingered in the private room. A young man in a loose black robe leaned against the couch by the window, one hand on the table and the other hand on the windowsill.

In the bright sunlight, a emerald jade chain seemed to be wrapped around the long, bony fingers.

But if you look closely, it is not a jade necklace, but a small snake with a green body.

The little snake was wrapped around the man's fingers, as if sleeping, and was extremely well-behaved.

The man seemed to watch with great interest for a long time before turning his head to look at the eunuch Chang Chun who was kneeling trembling on the ground. "Get up, I don't blame you."

Chang Chun was still lying on the ground, his face pale and sweaty. "Your Highness, please calm down. It's my fault for not disciplining you properly. I never thought a mere servant would dare to act so recklessly outside and ruin your reputation. I am guilty, guilty!"

As he spoke, he started to kowtow again.

The man in black robe by the window, Sima Jing, the King of Jing of this dynasty, stared at the red mark on Chang Chun's forehead with his narrow and long phoenix eyes. There was not much emotion on his cold and white face, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation in his breathing.

Only when blood oozed from the red mark did Sima Jing say calmly, "That's enough."

Chang Chun paused in his kowtow and looked up at the man beside the couch pitifully: "Your Highness."

"Anyway, this king has no reputation to speak of, so one more or one less payment makes no difference."

Sima Jing lowered his long eyelashes, the shadow of the little green snake reflected in his dark eyes, as if glass was shimmering with a strange light. "But those greedy and treacherous people are truly hateful."

As he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the trembling back of the kneeling man and curled the corner of his lip.

"Two taels of silver..."

He said, "Just give him two fingers in exchange and feed them to the mice."

The light words made Chang Chun's heart shudder.

When he reacted, he saw the young man beside the couch raise his eyes slightly, looking at him with a smile. Chang Chun felt his spine tingle, and he kowtowed hurriedly and replied, "Yes, yes, I will do it right away."

Sima Jing nodded lightly, turned his head, and his eyes fell casually on the street again.

Coincidentally, the group of women who had gone in not long ago just came out.

It seemed that they had already bought what they liked. The brave young lady in the green dress was still walking in the middle, holding the hands of two other women with their hair done in women's styles on her left and right.

Although we were separated by a noisy street and the young lady was wearing a veil, one could tell from the way she swayed her head from side to side that she was chattering non-stop.

Suddenly, I remembered what she said earlier -

"Although I don't know Prince Jing, he is still the prince of the current dynasty. How could he be such an unreasonable and petty person?"

That kind of person.

Sima Jing lowered his eyes, stared at the little snake wrapped around his palm, and chuckled softly.

He himself doesn't know what kind of person he is.

"Your Majesty..."

Chang Chun, who was standing by, noticed his master's gaze and said cautiously, "I want you to ask which mansion these women are from so that I can go and explain to them, lest they misunderstand you."

"No need."

Sima Jing looked at the green figure on the street who had finally gotten into the carriage, his dark eyes filled with indifference: "Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, it makes no difference."

But it's just one more piece of shocking news that can stop children from crying at night.

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