Chapter 213 Desiring Amnesty
While King Jing and his entourage were outside, they saw his personal guards carrying a person in.
Recently, quite a few unlucky people have been caught and sent to the army.
The unfortunate boy, who had been captured, struggled incessantly, crying out, "Let me go! Let me go! I have a master! I'm not a vagrant!"
"Whose servant are you, boy?" the unshaven Prince Jing asked after glancing at him.
Since his beloved had already left, King Jing was too lazy to shave. He quite liked his appearance, and no one recognized him as King Jing when he went out.
“My young master is… from the Liu family.”
That's right, it was that unlucky inkstone that got caught again.
He was carrying medicine on his way back to the capital when he was captured by these people. At first, he thought he had encountered bandits who were robbing him on the road.
It turns out that these people weren't bandits after all.
"The Liu family of Shangjing, Liu Zhongyuan, the Minister of Revenue?" Prince Jing stroked his chin. "That old bastard is always complaining about the empty treasury. Let me see what good stuff his family's braised dishes have."
No sooner had he finished speaking than someone began searching him.
Then they searched the inkstone and found everything on it.
"Great, we can use them as vanguards. We won't care if other people die anyway."
King Jing looked at the medicine bottle and a dried-up little Ganoderma lucidum, wondering how much it was worth.
Yantai was about to be dragged away when she almost cried out in desperation, "No, I want to go back! Let me go! If I can't get back, my young master will die!"
"Please, I beg you, let me go! I need to go back and save my young master. He's been poisoned, and this is his antidote!"
"Whether your young master lives or dies is none of our business, hahaha, why does this kid cry like a girl!"
Seeing the inkstone struggling like a little chick, several men burst out laughing.
"An inkstone?"
Now when someone calls him, he turns around and Yantai freezes in shock.
"You are... Lin Anyuan?"
Lin Anyuan is the kind of stunning person you can't forget after just one meeting.
"What are you doing here?" Lin Anyuan came to see Prince Jing on business, but he didn't expect to run into Liu Wenshu's men.
Upon seeing this, Yantai immediately knelt down. "My young master is dying. I came to buy medicine from Madam Ye, but I was captured here on my way back. Please let me go! I need to go back and save my young master!"
When Lin Anyuan heard the name Ye Niangzi, his brows furrowed so deeply they could have trapped a fly.
His gaze fell on the bottle of medicine and the dried Ganoderma lucidum.
"Your Majesty," Lin Anyuan said, looking at Prince Jing.
King Jing waved his hand, "You can make your own decisions."
Lin Anyuan handed the medicine and Ganoderma lucidum to Yantai, saying, "Let's go. Remember, Liu Wenshu owes me two favors."
Yantai wiped away his tears and promised that he would definitely deliver the message.
It wasn't until I was quite a distance away that I realized, wait, why are there two favors?
"A love rival?" King Jing suddenly leaned closer.
Lin Anyuan was so startled he almost instinctively threw a punch. "No."
"Don't be shy about admitting it, kid. Very few people can fool my eyes. And that Pei San, he's a rival in love too, right?"
King Jing stroked his chin, giving him an expression that said, "I know everything."
Lin Anyuan: ...
"By the way, Pei San is a member of the Pei family. Do you think I should release him?"
"It would be a waste to just let it go like this. Send a message to the Pei family and ask them to exchange it for a thousand taels of silver."
King Jing slapped his thigh.
"Good lad, you're really smart!"
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Go to Beijing.
It was the time for the morning court session.
Emperor Murong Honghui sat high on the dragon throne and heard the courtiers below talking about a man named Lin Anyuan, who had captured Jizhou City and was no longer sleepy.
Is there really food that smells so wonderful that it made the soldiers guarding the city dizzy with its aroma?
"Good lad, why hasn't someone as talented as him passed the imperial examination and entered the capital?"
The main hall was as quiet as a chicken's nest.
The emperor, perhaps realizing his own inappropriateness, coughed lightly and said, "The rebels are so arrogant, which of my ministers is willing to take the order to quell the rebellion?"
It remained as quiet as a chicken.
The atmosphere was too quiet.
Just then, the Crown Prince stepped forward and said, "Father, I am willing to go."
"Very well, as expected of my Crown Prince." The Emperor was about to issue an order on the spot, "Then the Crown Prince shall..."
Before he could finish speaking, an old minister jumped out to stop him.
"Your Majesty, you mustn't! The rebels are at their most arrogant right now. How can you send the Crown Prince? As the saying goes, a wise man doesn't stand under a crumbling wall. The Crown Prince is the heir apparent; you absolutely cannot let him go!"
"With the national treasury empty and neighboring tribes eyeing us covetously, it is really not suitable to start another war. It would be best to persuade them to surrender and accept amnesty."
"I second that proposal!"
"I second that proposal!"
"Speaking of the amnesty, didn't His Majesty send Eunuch Hong there before? But so far, there's been no news. I'm afraid that the rebel leader is so stubborn that he'll have already killed him!"
"Since that's the case, let's just quell the rebellion!"
At this moment, someone sneered, "A eunuch is trying to persuade them to surrender. The other side isn't some nobody. How could they possibly take a eunuch seriously? Who are they looking down on?"
“Censor He is right. Why don’t we let Censor He go and persuade them to surrender?”
"Yes, Imperial Censor He has a sharp tongue. Imperial Censor He, go away!"
Imperial Censor He said with a dark face, "Since you're so eloquent, Lord Shen, why don't you go?"
"To receive the emperor's bounty and share his burdens, surely Lord He is unwilling?"
"I clearly think it's Lord Shen who is unwilling!"
The main hall was in complete chaos, giving Emperor Honghui a headache.
"Stop arguing! Let Imperial Censor He go. Give these rebels one last chance. If they don't accept the amnesty, don't blame me for not showing any mercy!"
"Court adjourned!"
Many new beauties have entered the palace, and he still wants to go listen to music.
King Jing only conquered a few remote and impoverished areas, and these ministers couldn't sit still.
This magnificent land belongs to him, and no one can take it away from him.
"Court adjourned—"
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No one can take away Sanya's rattan ball.
Children grow tall quickly, and with the weather unbearably hot at the end of June, Sanya, who has a big appetite, has grown a lot taller and is now as tall as Erya.
He spends all his time dressed as a man, either practicing martial arts with Huigu or playing rattan ball with the boys he knows. He comes home every day covered in sweat and is disliked by Daya and Erya.
A group of teenagers, none of them could steal the ball from her.
Reaching the finish line, Sanya proudly held up the rattan ball, "See? I told you none of you could take my rattan ball away, right? You didn't believe me, but now..."
Before he could finish speaking, the rattan ball in his hand was taken away.
Turning around, I saw an old man and a young man carrying bundles, looking travel-worn.
The boy who snatched her sepak takraw ball was taller than her, with a stern face and an air of maturity beyond his years.
"Kid, is this Silver City?"
"You're so rude! You're just asking for directions, why did you snatch my sepak takraw ball!"
As Sanya spoke, she swiftly snatched the rattan ball back.
"Want directions? I'm not telling you, hehehe!"
Sanya made a face and ran away.
"Time to go home for dinner!"
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