Chapter 28 Faking Death
Jiang Tanjing quietly left the Duke's Mansion just before dawn.
When he returned home, he felt a little dazed.
The words Wei Rong said still echoed in his ears.
That night, he praised the man he had always considered his goal! And the secret letter from the new emperor to him, the words in the secret letter were deafening to him.
This made Jiang Tanjing re-examine the current emperor. His father, Marquis Wu'an, was born in a humble family. He didn't care who the emperor was. He only cared about whether the people of the world could live a good life.
And his father's wishes actually coincide with those of the new emperor!
The Ji family has had emperors who were wise, incompetent, and even cruel and merciless. The previous emperor was suspicious by nature and loved to suppress court officials. He didn't care about the people, but only cared about how much taxes they paid.
Therefore, Wu'an Hou Jiang Che was very disappointed with the emperor of the Ji family.
When the new emperor came to the throne, Marquis Wu'an was also observing and waiting, waiting to see what kind of emperor the new emperor would be.
When he saw the court sending 100,000 shi of disaster relief grain to Jiangnan for disaster relief, the flames in Wu'an Hou's heart flared up a little.
When they discovered that King Cheng had secretly replaced the disaster relief grain with stale and moldy corn, they did not care that it was a serious crime punishable by the execution of nine generations of the clan and secretly robbed most of it from King Cheng.
Jiang Tanjing knew that his father's act of robbing grain was partly a gambling act.
Bet on whether the new emperor is a good emperor who serves the country and the people.
In Jiang Tanjing's opinion, the chances of winning in such a gamble were too small, so he could only try his best to assist his father and provide a good cover.
And now, it seems that his father made the right bet!
Especially the sentence in the secret letter from His Majesty to him: Get rid of those ministers who are only interested in profit for the people of the world.
The lofty ambitions that had been suppressed by his father seemed to be completely released when he heard these words, and the blood in his body was burning.
His father asked him to hide his incompetence and learn from the playboys in Jing'an City to visit sights and attractions every day. He only said to him that a good horse has not yet met its master, so he should not be too ostentatious.
The Duke of Wei’s Mansion is an obvious example.
But now it’s different. He and his father designed a gambling game and have already joined in.
Since the bet has already been made, Jiang Tanjing sent a message to his father, so he might as well take a big gamble and see whether the emperor chosen by Wei Rong will benefit the people as he said!
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One day, a wailing sound was heard from the Duke of Wei’s mansion, echoing throughout the entire street.
In less than a moment, the news that the brilliant Prince Wei had died of poisoning and turned into a pool of blood spread to every corner of Jing'an City.
The emperor was so sad when he heard the news that he almost fell off the throne. He rushed to the Duke of Wei's mansion without even changing his court clothes.
There were continuous cries of mourning in the Duke of Wei's mansion.
The current emperor wept bitterly in front of the coffin of Prince Wei, and the wife of the Duke of Wei was so grief-stricken that she fell into a coma. White banners were soon hung at the door of the Duke's Mansion, and the wind blew paper money between the white banners, causing them to roll and sob.
It seemed as if he was wailing for the young prince.
Upon learning the news of Prince Wei's death, many noble ladies in the capital burst into tears in their boudoirs, their eyes red with sobs.
The people of Jing'an were mourning the death of Prince Wei, while on the other side, Wei Rong, who had faked his own death and escaped, was sitting in a luxurious carriage, leisurely making tea.
On his lap, Yun Fu was sleeping soundly.
Wei Rong was making tea with one hand, and using his free other hand to knead Ah Fu's soft little belly.
Only when Wei Rong was soundly asleep could he touch it. If he was awake normally, he would not be allowed to touch the soft flesh on his belly.
The sleeping little guy not only opened his belly, but even opened it even wider under Wei Rong's touch.
She looks like she's ready to be ravaged by you.
There were only Wei Rong and the sleeping Ah Fu in the spacious carriage. Looking at Ah Fu's fluffy and soft belly, Wei Rong did something he had always wanted to do.
He put down the teacup, held Ah Fu's two front paws with one hand, and held its body with the other hand. Then he lowered his head and buried his whole face in the fluffy and soft belly.
The faint floral scent and Ah Fu's unique fragrance lingered at the tip of the nose, and the warm, soft and fluffy touch on the cheek was like cloud cotton.
Yun Fu dreamed that she turned into a little white rabbit, and a big gray wolf with fangs pounced on her. She was only as big as one of the gray wolf's paws, and one paw pressed her under its feet. She had to watch the wolf open its bloody mouth.
Yun Fu:!!! Help! I’m about to be eaten!!!
Just when Yun Fu thought she was about to fall into the tiger's mouth, the big bad wolf kissed her from head to toe, and just short of sucking her.
Such a horrible nightmare woke Yun Fu up directly.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a dark head.
The touch from her stomach made Yun Fu, who had just woken up, a little dazed. Her head was confused for a while, and then she gradually came back to her senses and finally realized what she was doing. Yun Fu immediately began to struggle.
“Meow meow meow~” No belly kissing!!!
He stretched out his paws to push the man away, but a kitten was no match for a grown man.
Unable to resist, Yun Fu became numb, like an innocent woman who had been robbed by a flower thief.
His face was filled with despair and he gave up struggling.
Wei Rong felt Ah Fu's rejection and lay motionless. During this time, the sharp claws hidden in his paws were not exposed.
It was enough to show how much trust the little guy in his arms had in him.
This is a good phenomenon, but also a bad one.
Wei Rong smoothed the fur on Ah Fu's belly that he had rubbed messy, then pinched its front paws with both hands and held it in front of his eyes with a very serious expression on his face.
"Afu, you are my cat. No one else is allowed to touch you except me, bury your belly, pinch your paws, or kiss your forehead. Do you understand?"
Yun Fu looked at the man who was so close to her, and she could vaguely see some tiny cat hairs on his beautiful face.
This is evidence that men have ravaged it!!!
Would anyone else do something like burying their belly, kissing their paws, and kissing their forehead? No!!!
Only you can do this!!!
"Meow~" Shut up!
"Well, I'll take it as your agreement~"
Wei Rong vaguely felt that this was not an agreement with him, but an accusation of his "evil deeds", but what he was best at was climbing up the pole of Ah Fu.
"Such a well-behaved Ah Fu, of course I have to reward him."
As he said this, he took advantage of the angry kitten's inattention and kissed its paw.
Yun Fu: ???
Damn handsome man! I can’t stand it anymore!
Yun Fu raised her claws and hit the man on the cheek.
There was a loud snap, a sound that was very obvious inside the carriage.
Wei Rong was stunned by the slight numbness on his cheek.
Yun Fu was also confused, as if the hit was a bit too hard.
Just as he was about to make amends, Wei Rong tilted his other cheek and said, "If Ah Fu is angry, do it here too, for symmetry."
Yun Fu felt that the man in front of her was extremely shameless, and she became angry like a cat and showed her claws.
“Meow, meow, meow!!!”
The sharp claws tore the man's robe on his chest into a mess, leaving it with a lot of threads.
"Hahahahaha~" Hearty laughter came from the carriage.
This made Zishi and Shenshi, who were sitting outside the carriage, look at each other.
The prince had never laughed so heartily before.
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