Chapter 117 The Unspeakable Story of the Great Wei Princess
Crown Prince Li Jing, dressed in a purple official robe, lifted the curtain of the study with a large hand, stepped into the room, and went straight to a small table to the side.
He placed a thick stack of official documents from his other hand on the table.
He turned to the side, glanced at Li Jin, and chuckled, "Father really spoils you. I'm so envious."
After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and straightened up to perform a proper sacrificial ceremony: "Your subject has made proper arrangements for the Zhongfu sacrifice, Your Majesty, please rest assured."
Spoil him? Li Jin frowned slightly, but remained silent.
Under Li Yi's watchful eye, he still managed to project the image of someone who could bend and stretch as he had in his younger days.
He raised his hand and stroked his beard: "Since I have already agreed, I cannot take back my order. If Prince Jing is worried, then come along."
He snorted coldly: "Anyway, if you're made to stand at the festival, you'll just be hugging your broken fan and sleeping behind people. You might as well stay with Li Qian and prevent her from doing anything weird."
After saying that, he crossed his arms, glanced at Li Jin, waved his hand, and said authoritatively, "You may leave."
Before Li Jin could even bow and take his leave, Li Jing's expression softened considerably as he looked at him: "Your Highness has had a hard time these past few days. Bring it here, let me take a look."
"Your subject takes his leave." Li Jin took two steps back, bowed his head, and was about to leave the study when he heard the Crown Prince bring up the matter from earlier with a smile.
"Your Majesty, who were you referring to just now? I am quite curious," Li Jing said, placing the official document on the table.
Li Yi remained calm, reached for the top book, opened it, and said in a deep voice, "It's about the backbone of the Great Wei." He paused, "But not people you can touch, understand?"
With his back to the Crown Prince, Li Jin had no idea what the two people behind him were thinking. He only saw Eunuch Lin standing outside the door, nodding and smiling at him, then lowering his voice and whispering, "His Majesty still dotes on the Prince."
Li Jin remained expressionless and took a deep breath.
Emperor Li Yi of the Great Wei Dynasty, chosen by heaven, won without bloodshed, relying on his political strategies to emerge victorious in the power struggles of the previous generation.
One said they doted on him, the other said they loved him, but only Li Jin himself knew that the word "doting" carried a hint of mockery, and the word "loving" carried the guillotine that could fall at any moment.
In Li Jin's eyes, Li Yi was not his father, but the emperor of the Great Wei, merely an emperor.
The Zhongfu Festival is a traditional sacrificial activity that the Great Wei Dynasty has maintained for nearly two hundred years.
The most distinguished members of the royal family would worship heaven and earth on the first day of the middle of the hottest period of summer, praying for favorable weather and abundant harvests, and for prosperous agriculture.
"This festival originally stemmed from two hundred years ago, not long after the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty. A torrential rainstorm struck Henan Province, flooding farmland, causing crop failure, and resulting in the starvation of many." Yan Zhao stood at the door of the coroner's office, frowning as he looked at Jin Shu. "His Majesty is being ridiculous, sending someone as weak as a chicken to..."
He paused for a moment and changed the words "weak woman" to "bean sprout".
"What kind of princess would you, a weakling who can't even kill a chicken, be allowed to accompany her on a trip?" He stood with his hands behind his back, glancing at the clear sky. "I really don't know what he was thinking."
Jin Shu was also confused about this matter. When Eunuch Lin came to announce the imperial edict yesterday, she was kneeling on the ground and was not in a daze for a while, thinking that she was dreaming.
"I don't understand either. What if we encounter bandits on the road?"
Unexpectedly, Yan Zhao's face twitched twice, and he said righteously, "If you really encounter bandits, remember to hide behind the princess immediately and tell the bandits to run away for their lives."
He spoke so solemnly that Jin Shu was stunned on the spot.
Seeing that he didn't seem inclined to change his words, Jin Shu pursed her lips and asked in surprise, "Hiding behind the princess? And letting the bandits escape?"
Yan Zhao nodded: "Otherwise, even if the best doctors in the Imperial Hospital were to save him when he is sent back, they would probably be powerless to do anything about it."
This left Jin Shu completely bewildered.
There was something strange about his words.
"Master," Jin Shu frowned, "can you tell me the truth about this princess?"
Yan Zhao looked grave, gazing at the azure sky and white clouds, and took a deep breath: "It's a long story."
Jin Shu opened and closed her mouth, stunned for a long while: "It's a long story?!"
"It's really hard to explain in a few words." Li Jin's voice rang out from behind, hitting Jin Shu on the head.
The man had appeared there at some point, dressed in black robes, with a long sword at his side. A gentle smile graced his handsome face as he glanced at Jin Shu's surprised gaze.
This was the first time he had worn the black robes of the Six Doors, and words like "imposing and dignified" could not conceal the brilliance emanating from him.
Only by employing the most outstanding and unparalleled talents can one truly capture the grandeur of Prince Jing.
Unlike his usual casual look in his pale yellow clothes, the person in front of him was so handsome that Jin Shu was completely mesmerized.
Seeing her staring at his face, Li Jin frowned, reached out and pinched her chin, pulling it to the side a bit: "What? Does the master not recognize you?"
Jin Shu gave an awkward laugh and pushed his arm away: "Your Highness is quite handsome today, it's hard to take your eyes off him."
Li Jin paused, his face showing signs of strain. He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and turned away: "Sharp-tongued."
He left after saying that.
Jin Shu stood there, somewhat bewildered, and complained to Yan Zhao, "I was clearly just telling the truth, why do you have to call me sharp-tongued?"
Yan Zhao suppressed a laugh and was about to speak when he saw Li Jin raise his hand to cover his cheek, turn around abruptly, and complain, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and catch up."
After saying that, he glanced at Jin Shu with disdain and uttered three words: "Bean sprout."
Watching the two leave, Yan Zhao chuckled softly.
When a piece of wood meets another stone, this is probably the scene before us.
Oh dear, Li Jin still has a long way to go!
Thinking of this, Yan Zhao's expression darkened slightly. He took a deep breath, took out a letter from his pocket, and headed straight for Bai Yu's pigeon coop.
"Help me deliver a letter." Yan Zhao held up the envelope in his hand. "Make sure to use the most reliable person to personally deliver it to Dingzhou."
The words "Liu Cheng'an, please open this letter" on the letter were particularly eye-catching.
At the door, Li Jin stood beside Jin Shu. After hesitating for a moment, she leaned closer to him and said, "Zhou Zheng isn't with us today, so don't stray too far from my side."
Wearing a black robe was already a favor from the Emperor. If Zhou Zheng were to accompany him, everyone would be able to guess that he was Prince Jing of the Great Wei, and everyone would know that the woman who could be protected by Prince Jing was a princess of the Great Wei.
Jin Shu nodded knowingly, stood at the door and craned her neck to peek towards the palace gate.
Li Jin sneered, "Stop looking, we're not strangers meeting for the first time."
These words left Jin Shu completely bewildered. Seeing Li Jin's dismissive expression, she complained, "Why are you and Master talking like you're enigmatic today? Your words are so cryptic."
As soon as she finished speaking, a carriage, accompanied by the clatter of hooves, slowly came to a stop in front of Jin Shu around the corner.
Inside the carriage, a young girl, also dressed in black, lifted the curtain and jumped out, shaking her head and exclaiming with emotion, "Finally, I can get out!"
She turned around, grinned, and met Jin Shu's stunned face, which was holding its breath.
"What a coincidence! We meet again!"
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