Chapter 8 I'm not competing with you
When Jing Siye returned to the palace, his gloomy face seemed to be scraped off by a layer of frost.
The emperor actually asked him to supervise the execution of Li Xiao. This move was really vicious.
Li Xiao followed him in battles for many years, and both his father and brother died on the battlefield. He has a high prestige in the army. He shares the joys and sorrows with the soldiers on weekdays and is deeply loved by the soldiers.
He is his capable and loyal subordinate.
If I really kill him, not to mention how the world will view him, my other subordinates will definitely be disheartened. If the morale of the army is shaken, what is the point of him holding military power?
Jing Siye slammed his fist on the table, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. If he compromised this time, he would no longer have any prestige in the army in the future.
How could those brothers who had followed him through thick and thin trust him wholeheartedly again?
But if you openly defy the emperor's will, that would be disobeying the emperor's order and a crime of treason.
The emperor has always been wary of him because he controls a large army, and was worried that he couldn't find any evidence to hold against him. Isn't this just something that is delivered to him? Jing Siye frowned, caught in a dilemma.
"Who?" Jing Siye suddenly felt a slight movement outside the door.
"My Lord, it's the younger one."
It turned out to be Zhu Wenqin.
He saw Jing Siye coming back and preparing to bring water to the study. But just as he reached the study door, he heard the sound of fists hitting the desk. He was so scared that he froze at the door and didn't dare to go in.
Jing Siye heard that it was Zhu Wenqin's voice, and his voice softened a little: "Come in."
Zhu Wenqin pushed open the door and slowly walked towards him. My legs are still shaking slightly.
"Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Seeing this, Jing Siye took the tea tray and placed it on the desk, his voice becoming much softer:
"What's wrong? Who bullied you? Your eyes are red and your legs are shaking."
Zhu Wenqin waved her hands in a pretentious manner: "No... no one is bullying the younger one."
It's you,
Zhu Wenqin murmured inwardly:
[Why is the big devil so scary today? 】
[Who provokes him?] 】
[Will you get angry at me later?]
[I had something to discuss with him,]
[It seems like I'd better step back first.] 】
"Your Highness, it's all right, I'll take my leave now." Zhu Wenqin made a gesture to leave.
Jing Siye: Little guy, what do you want to discuss with me?
"Guard Zhu," Jing Siye immediately called out to him.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wenqin's heart trembled: [You're not really going to lose your temper with me, are you? 】
Jing Siye tried his best to adjust his emotions:
"I'm a little hungry, please ask Qi Feng to bring a few plates of cakes over."
He couldn't ask Zhu Wenqin directly what she wanted to discuss with him, and he knew that he had been scared just now.
The child may feel more relaxed after being coaxed, and maybe he will say what he wants to say.
Zhu Wenqin obeys the order.
When he passed Jing Siye's words to Qi Feng, Qi Feng was a little bit unbelievable:
"Guard Zhu, are you sure you heard me correctly? The prince really wants me to send some cakes over, and how many plates?"
The prince never likes to eat these sweet things.
Zhu Wenqin responded in a daze: "Yeah."
Qi Feng suddenly seemed to think of something:
"Okay, tell the prince, I'll do it right away."
Half an hour later, Qi Feng came in with three plates of freshly bought cakes.
"Guard Zhu, please deliver it to the prince."
Zhu Wenqin looked at the plates of delicious pastries, her mouth watering and she couldn't wait to take a bite.
No, this is the prince’s thing, I have to hold back.
As Zhu Wenqin carried these delicious pastries, the wound on her butt seemed to have healed and she walked faster.
"Your Majesty, the cakes are here."
Zhu Wenqin placed several plates of pastries on Jing Siye's desk and swallowed unconsciously.
Jing Siye took in his entire expression.
It seems that this method is correct.
"Guard Zhu, these cakes should be newly made by Lian Gui Fang. I haven't tried them yet and I'm afraid they won't taste good. How about you try them for me first?"
Zhu Wenqin's eyes lit up and she nodded hurriedly:
"Yes, yes, my lord. I will definitely fulfill my mission."
After saying that, Zhu Wenqin grabbed a piece of white and stuffed it into her mouth, saying as she ate:
"Your Highness, this is Osmanthus's. It tastes much better than the one in my hometown."
Then he took the taro color in the middle and took a bite:
"This is taro flavored. I haven't had this in a long time."
The other plate was red date cake. Zhu Wenqin had just swallowed the previous two pieces when the new piece of red date cake appeared in her mouth.
Jing Siye was really afraid that he would choke, so he sat at the desk and kept persuading him, "Slow down, I'm not going to snatch it from you."
Zhu Wenqin then noticed that his prince hadn't eaten a single piece, and with his free hand he quickly grabbed a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into Jing Siye's mouth.
"Your Majesty, you eat too. It's delicious."
Jing Siye looked at him unhappily. When the little guy was happy, he forgot about the master-servant relationship.
But it’s okay this way, I enjoy it.
Jing Siye opened his mouth and took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which he usually disliked, and immediately felt the taste coming up:
Very sweet and appetizing.
While eating, Zhu Wenqin suddenly stopped moving. Her mouth, which had just been chewing vigorously, also stopped. Her eyes were instantly filled with tears, and she looked at Jing Siye eagerly.
Jing Siye's heart was in a panic: "What's wrong? Guard Zhu, are you choking?"
Zhu Wenqin still didn't move.
Jing Siye became even more panicked: "Guard Zhu, don't scare me."
"What's going on, Guard Zhu?"
"Qin'er?"
Jing Siye stood up in panic.
Zhu Wenqin finally responded. He swallowed the cake in his mouth and said sadly:
"Your Highness, I am eating delicious food here, but my mother is still living in the shabby house. I haven't seen her in these days, and I don't know how she is doing."
Jing Siye breathed a sigh of relief: "So that's what happened. Tell me the place and I'll ask Xue Nian to make arrangements and send her some food and clothes."
Zhu Wenqin pouted: "Your Majesty, can I go see her myself? I really miss her."
Jing Siye thought: If he runs out with his wound not healed yet, if his mother finds out that I beat him, she will never let her son enter the palace again no matter what.
No, it’s safer to keep it under my own nose. Otherwise, I won’t be able to explain to Li Xiao if anything happens.
Bringing his mother to the palace would be too conspicuous.
It would be better to send someone to settle her down and protect her secretly.
Jing Siye said without question: "You are not allowed to go out."
Zhu Wenqin: ...
[You big bad guy, I knew you were not so easy to talk to,]
【If you don’t go out, then don’t go out.】
[When this young master's injury is healed, crawling through dog holes and climbing walls will be this young master's specialties, hum...]
Jing Siye held his forehead with his hand: Should I seal the dog hole and raise the wall next?
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