Chapter 278
Zhuo Jingming just took a nap, but when he woke up, he found himself in another place instead of the dilapidated house next to the imperial mausoleum. The most difficult days were when the weather was freezing cold, but when he woke up and opened his eyes, he saw that although the room was not luxurious, the quilt covering him was new and soft, and the walls were clean. He also smelled the aroma of food coming from outside, and his stomach immediately growled.
Zhuo Jingming immediately threw off the quilt, got out of bed, put on his shoes and ran out to see. He saw a rice field behind a group of trees. Where was this?
"Uncle is awake, so wash up and prepare for dinner."
When Zhuo Jingming heard the sound, he quickly turned around and saw Yuan Jing, who was wearing a Taoist robe and had a small tuft of hair on his head. He pinched himself and the corners of his mouth twitched immediately. It hurt, very much. This proved that it was not a dream. The child of his cousin whom he had rescued brought him out of that hellhole.
Zhuo Jingming suddenly wanted to cry. He had always had a good relationship with his cousin. Now that he knew his cousin had a child, he was so happy that he wanted to cry. How great it would be if his cousin and his uncle's family could be alive.
Yuan Jing sighed, thinking what kind of torture this was. He had no choice but to step forward and take the deposed prince to wash. The deposed prince was very well behaved and let Yuan Jing tell him to rinse his mouth and wash his face. He let Yuan Jing clean him up. Yuan Jing even used his spiritual power to shave off the beard on the deposed prince's face, making him look younger.
"Let's go. I'll take my uncle out for dinner. He has been eating irregularly for a long time, so he should eat something simple first to get his body in good shape."
"Okay, uncle will listen to you. By the way, uncle still doesn't know your name. I remember, you said the Jiang family treated you badly, right? How did you end up outside and be picked up by your master?" Zhuo Jingming came to his senses and remembered what Yuan Jing had said when he first found him. Zhuo Jingming became anxious again, "Will you be discovered if you take me out of there? Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself. No one except the Jiang family should know your identity. It's best to stay away from the capital so that they can never find you."
Funeng, who was watching from the side, only now showed a satisfied look. This deposed prince still knew how to care about Yuan Jing instead of using him first. There were still some good points in this man. It was good for Yuan Jing to have a relative who cared about him.
As for himself? What relatives? That was troublesome. Fu Neng found that he was born cold-hearted, so he should practice Buddhism and become a heartless Buddha. However, since he went to Liuzhuang Taoist Temple with his master that year and saw the little Taoist priest for the first time, this person lived in his heart, and his empty heart was immediately filled by this person.
He didn’t understand it before, but he just felt that this person was the most special in his heart.
But now that he has seen more, he gradually understood that this person is his calamity. For him, he can give up everything, including the Buddhism he practices.
Dharma comes behind him, he is the other half of one's body.
Yuan Jing took Zhuo Jingming's hand and walked to the main hall, comforting him: "Don't worry, uncle, no one will find out. I forgot what I studied. I didn't learn it in vain, otherwise Master wouldn't have let me go down the mountain to experience it. By the way, Master gave me the Taoist name Yuan Jing, so you can just call me Yuan Jing."
"Really?" Zhuo Jingming confirmed with concern, repeating the word "Yuan Jing" in his mouth.
"Of course it's true. I'll talk to my uncle about it in detail after breakfast."
"Okay, okay, Yuan Jing."
There was a mute woman in the small village. She cooked porridge according to Yuan Jing's instructions. She put chopped vegetables and beaten eggs in the porridge. Yuan Jing served a bowl to Zhuo Jingming, and then brought Funeng to the table to eat together. The mute woman's cooking skills were good, and the porridge she cooked was fragrant.
Zhuo Jingming took a bite and his eyes turned red. He tried hard to hold back the tears and said, "It's delicious. This porridge is so fragrant."
Yuan Jing smiled and said, "This is cooked by the mute woman. She is a very good cook. I will ask her to make delicious food for my uncle in the future."
Zhuo Jingming nodded repeatedly and savored the bowl of egg and cauliflower porridge which was actually very simple. He felt that it was the most delicious meal he had ever had in his life. The warm porridge flowed into his stomach and his whole body warmed up.
After drinking a bowl of porridge, Yuan Jing didn't let Zhuo Jingming eat any more. The latter also watched Yuan Jing and Fu Neng eat with good temper. The hardships he had experienced over the years had made him no longer the arrogant prince.
After eating, he asked the mute woman to clear the table. Yuan Jing took Zhuo Jingming for a slow walk in the farm and talked about some things. Funeng followed Yuan Jing closely.
"Uncle, there is a puppet substitute of yours over there. Unless a cultivator like me or Senior Brother Fu goes there, ordinary people won't be able to find it. So uncle, just stay here and take care of your body first before you think about other things."
Zhuo Jingming was relieved and said proudly: "I didn't expect Yuan Jing to be so powerful. I have never heard of such a thing as a puppet substitute. When I meet your master someday, I will definitely thank him for raising you so well and teaching you such a skill."
Yuan Jing smiled and said, "Okay, I will tell my master what my uncle said."
Zhuo Jingming had known nothing about the outside world over the years, and wanted to know about the Jiang family, so Yuan Jing told Zhuo Jingming about his relationship with the Jiang family: "...Only those involved know the specific process, but judging from the results, my fate was changed, and the Jiang family sent a woman to the palace to be a queen, and she gave birth to a little prince. No matter how you look at it, the Jiang family was the biggest winner in that incident. So it is very likely that from the beginning, the Jiang family colluded with the Lingxiao demon and arranged a huge conspiracy to change the world, and they succeeded."
"Damn it!" Zhuo Jingming never knew that the Jiang family was involved. He and his mother treated the Jiang family as their own, otherwise they would not have entrusted their cousins to the Jiang family.
"Then Yuan Jing, is your current fate important? What did your master say?" Zhuo Jingming was even more worried about Yuan Jing's situation.
Yuan Jing smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I am a cultivator now. Those things are insignificant to me. On the contrary, my original destiny is not so easy to steal. Uncle, just wait and see. The Jiang family will be retaliated sooner or later." This is exactly what happened in the plot, so he found his original body again. "And I just changed the feng shui of the Jiang family. The Jiang family will be in trouble from now on."
"Good! Good! That's great!" Zhuo Jingming was happy to see the Jiang family in trouble. From this point of view, it was a good thing that Yuan Jing was picked up by the Taoist priest to practice Taoism. Otherwise, as an ordinary person, he would not be able to take revenge. How could an ordinary person fight against the powerful Jiang family now?
His body was too weak. Although he had taken the pills given by Yuan Jing, it would take some time to recover completely. So after walking for a while, Zhuo Jingming became a little out of breath. Yuan Jing and Funeng walked up to him and helped him sit down on a stone by the roadside. There were people working in the fields ahead.
"Uncle," Yuan Jing asked, "after your health recovers, what are your plans? Have you ever thought about taking back that position?"
Zhuo Jingming felt dazed after listening to this. The glory he once enjoyed as a crown prince seemed like a dream, so unreal, while the suffering he had endured over the years was real.
Did he hate it? Of course he hated it very much. His mother was deposed and died in the cold palace, and only Yuan Jing was left alive in his uncle's family. So many lives were lost because of a frame-up witchcraft. At first, he hated it so much that tears of blood flowed from his eyes.
He did not seek death, but endured everything and survived, just to see the retribution of those people. He thought he almost couldn't wait any longer, but he didn't expect to wait for his cousin's child.
Zhuo Jingming forced a smile, but it sounded more like crying: "That position is not that important to my uncle. What I want is to clear the name of my mother and my uncle's family. I want my father to admit that he wronged my mother and my uncle's family. I also want to tell that demon Ling Xiao to die. But you are still alive, Yuan Jing. From what you said, I know that demon Ling Xiao is not that easy to deal with. Now my uncle just hopes that you can live well, nothing else matters."
Yuan Jing looked at Zhuo Jingming. Strangely, after the death energy on his body receded, a little dragon energy actually returned. Yuan Jing did not expect that even though his position as crown prince was abolished, there was still dragon energy in his body. This meant that it was not impossible for Zhuo Jingming to become the crown prince again and sit on that position.
"Uncle, if there is a chance to sit in that position, would you be willing to do so?"
Zhuo Jingming touched Yuan Jing's head and the little hair on his head and said, "I won't hide it from you, Yuan Jing. If there is a chance, I will definitely not give it up. Power is a good thing. Only with power can you protect the people you want to protect and do what you want to do. But now, the living are more important than the dead."
Yuan Jing smiled: "I understand, uncle. In fact, if you have the chance, you can go outside and take a look. The people outside are not living well, and the current emperor is not a good emperor."
Zhuo Jingming seemed to be thinking about something, but at the same time he was extremely relieved. His cousin's child was a good child. Although he had suffered so much, he had a kind heart.
Zhuo Jingming settled down in this farm, and Yuan Jing and Funeng also stayed there. They used medicine to slowly regulate Zhuo Jingming's body. Mu Yinghai also moved in immediately and checked out of the inn in the city.
There was no point in him staying alone in the capital. Whenever he went out, he would always run into that ghostly woman. Mu Yinghai would get angry every time he saw her. Now that he had moved to the manor, he should be able to avoid her. This woman couldn't possibly follow him to the manor like a ghost. Even if she came, she couldn't come in.
Ji Jinghuai would also come to the manor to sit when he had nothing to do. Yuan Jing used a confusing talisman to conceal Zhuo Jingming's true appearance, but he did not deliberately hide Zhuo Jingming's identity from Ji Jinghuai. Yuan Jing always called him cousin, which made Ji Jinghuai a little scared. He even secretly asked someone to go to the imperial mausoleum to check quietly.
The deposed prince is guarding the imperial mausoleum well, so the person in the farm here should not be the deposed prince.
He wanted to convince himself, but he still felt terrified. After all, neither Yuan Jing nor Funeng were ordinary people. Who knew what magical powers the Taoists and Buddhists had to sneak people out and then create a fake person to fool others.
Guessing Yuan Jing's background, how many people can be his uncle? It can't be those princes in the capital. The former queen was deposed and she is not the legal mother anymore. Those princes can no longer be Yuan Jing's uncle.
But even if he guessed who the person living in the manor might be, no matter how brave Ji Jinghuai was, he would not dare to reveal a single thing to others. Even from his family, he kept it a secret. He wailed in his heart, thinking that this time, young Taoist Yuan Jing had really made things difficult for him.
This resulted in Ji Jinghuai always looking at Yuan Jing with a sad look when he came to the village, which made Yuan Jing laugh.
Ji Jinghuai sighed and said, "I found out that my eldest brother was secretly in contact with a Taoist priest. My people didn't dare to get close to the Taoist priest for fear of being discovered by them, so we don't know what they talked about. Do you think my eldest brother will try again if he fails once?"
"Didn't I give you talismans for self-defense? What are you afraid of? The Taoist priest can't even deal with a little ghost with my talisman. His abilities are limited, so he has to resort to such crooked ways to make money." Yuan Jing said indifferently.
Ji Jinghuai felt a little relieved after hearing what Yuan Jing said. He was now almost fully armed, so he didn't need to be afraid of his elder brother's methods. He remembered something else: "Oh, something happened to the Jiang family in the capital recently. First, when the eldest son of the Jiang family was riding a horse at home, the horse suddenly went crazy and threw him off. One of his legs was broken and he is now lying in bed. Then, there was Mrs. Jiang of the Jiang family. At night, somehow the lantern suddenly overturned and rolled to her feet, burning all her clothes. I heard that she was burned. Little Taoist Yuan, do you think these things are strange?"
Zhuo Jingming was leaning on a chair next to him, holding a book in his hand, but he didn't read a few words before he heard Ji Jinghuai talking about the Jiang family. When he heard about the misfortunes of one family member after another in the Jiang family, a light flashed in his eyes.
Of course he knew Ji Jinghuai's identity. They were relatives, after all, a princess from the royal family married into the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion. He didn't expect that Ji Jinghuai, the prince of the marquis' mansion, had such a good relationship with Yuan Jing. Even this manor was found with the help of this guy.
Yuan Jing was peeling the tangerines that Ji Jinghuai had brought. After peeling them, he gave a few slices to Funeng and a few to Zhuo Jingming. He stuffed the rest into his own mouth and ate while whimpering, "What's so strange about that? I've done so many evil things, so of course I'm getting my retribution. This is just the beginning."
Zhuo Jingming also said: "Yes, if you have done nothing wrong, there is no need to feel guilty. If you have done something wrong, God is watching you. It's not that he won't punish you, it's just that the time has not come yet."
The Feng Shui arrangement made by Yuan Jing was just to make them pay for their own sins. It could not be considered as intentional harming others, but rather a feedback of sinful power. Yuan Jing, this child, was really well brought up by his master. Compared with the Taoist Ling Xiao in the palace, Zhuo Jingming had deep respect for Yuan Jing's master.
Suddenly, Yuan Jing, Funeng and Mu Yinghai, who was listening to a story at the side, had an idea moved. The feather given to them by the Demon King was touched. The three of them looked at each other and showed joyful expressions. The Demon King is here!
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