Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Being spoiled and arrogant!
Yongshou Palace.
An old man with gray hair and beard, wearing a dark blue four-clawed python robe, sat on the armchair in the living room, crying bitterly.
"Your Majesty, you must intervene for my grandson! He was a perfectly healthy person who entered the Yongshou Palace, only to meet His Majesty once, and then he's gone!"
Wang Fuyi, dressed in gorgeous attire and a heavy, richly decorated phoenix crown, sat upright on a high throne. She glanced at the prince below and said coldly, "How dare you bring this up? If it weren't for your daring grandson's audacity to poison His Majesty, how could he have ended up like this? He even implicated me and ruined the situation I had set up!"
Prince Pingyang acted in shock and anger: "Impossible!"
"Ever since my grandson entered the palace and met His Majesty three years ago, he's been captivated by His Majesty. His heart and eyes are filled with His Majesty. This time, he heard that the Empress Dowager intended to recommend a talent to His Majesty, so he pestered this old minister to plead for him. He loves His Majesty so much, how could he possibly kill the king?!"
Wang Fuwei gave him a cold look and sneered, "Are you still putting on an act in front of me? If it weren't for you, would your grandson have been able to get the Zui Gu Xiao?"
But when Prince Pingyang heard this, he immediately made a shocked expression, "What did your Majesty say?! Zui Gu Xiao? That's..."
Wang Fuwei glared at him and said coldly, "I don't care whether you're truly ignorant or deliberately indulgent. Your Majesty has done the most kindness by not exterminating your clan, as your grandson used such a despicable thing on His Majesty."
Prince Pingyang's eyes suddenly became sharper. "How can your majesty so easily speak the language of the Yi people? Yi'an still has to call you Auntie."
Wang Fuwei seemed quite disdainful of this attempt at kinship, sneering, "Your Majesty has made the final decision on this matter. You have no room for argument."
Hearing Wang Fuwei's heartless words, Prince Pingyang's tears dried and he said coldly, "Ning Wujie has been in the palace for less than two months, and Your Majesty has already become estranged from Your Majesty. Now he has even overturned the six ministries and put all the nine treasuries into his pocket. Our people's property has been confiscated, and some have been exiled. Your Majesty, are you willing to swallow this?"
After hearing this, a cold look finally flashed across Wang Fuwei's face.
"If the Minister of Revenue hadn't known better and accepted the punishment himself, wouldn't the Empress be implicated if the matter was thoroughly investigated?"
Wang Fuwei frowned upon hearing this and swept his sharp gaze over, "Wang Xuanxuan! How dare you threaten me?"
Prince Pingyang gritted his teeth secretly, "This old minister dare not."
"But don't forget, Madam, that you have your current position thanks to our Luohe Wang Clan. The elders of the clan are all watching over you."
Wang Fuwei's eyes were stern, and his sharp armor clasped the armrest of the seat.
Wang Xuanxuan noticed Wang Fuwei's expression and struck while the iron was hot: "That Ning family man has the entire northwest behind him. Your Majesty must consider this carefully."
"This old minister only wants Ning Wujie to pay for my grandson's life. And Your Majesty needs an opportunity. Isn't now the best opportunity?"
Wang Fuwei closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his expression returned to normal. He said coldly, "How do you want me to help you?"
Wang Xuanxuan's eyes lit up and he curled his lips, "It's simple, Your Majesty only needs to..."
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Late at night in Funing Palace.
Wen Xing was wrapped in the quilt like a silkworm cocoon.
I feel sleepy, but can't fall asleep.
The damn poison still remains.
Ning Wujie read memorials and storybooks to him all night long last night, and only managed to coax him to sleep in the second half of the night. The next morning, the man was gone again, saying that there was a case to investigate.
Why can some people work non-stop and still be energetic, while others can’t get enough sleep even if they sleep all day?
Unscientific.
But he really needs a human-shaped audiobook app now.
Wen Xing raised his eyes and asked Li Dequan, "Where is Ning Wujie?"
The old eunuch said, "In the side hall. Lord Ning said that His Majesty does not allow work in the bedroom, so he took his official business to the side hall. He also said that he was too busy and might have to work all night, so he would not come tonight."
Wen Xing remembered that he had said that it was forbidden to work in his bedroom.
I didn't expect that it would become a reason for that stubborn guy to fool him.
Investigating cases during the day and handling government affairs all night long, in short, you just don’t have time, right?
But, can you escape the fifteenth day if you can escape the first day?
Oh.
He sneered in his heart.
"Send him over."
The old eunuch answered yes, turned around with a smile and went out to call someone.
In the side hall.
While Zhai Yuanqing was tending to Ning Wujie's wound, he said helplessly, "Master Ning, how come the wound I just stitched up yesterday has torn so quickly?"
"I remember telling you not to clench your fist too tightly until the wound heals, as it could easily recur."
Ning Wujie apologized, "It's my fault."
Zhai Yuanqing sighed slightly, thinking, "Isn't Your Majesty really kind and considerate? Why is he always so troublesome?"
He re-bandaged Ning Wujie, thought for a moment before leaving, sighed, and decided to help him to the end.
So he put the medicine box down again, took out an exquisite small copper box and handed it to Ning Wujie.
"Keep this ointment."
Ning Wujie opened the box and saw a translucent paste inside, which exuded a pleasant fragrance.
He refused, saying, "The medicine that Doctor Zhai gave me last time hasn't been used up yet."
Zhai Yuanqing shook his head, "It's not medicine for injuries."
It is better not to be unaware of the disaster.
Zhai Yuanqing looked at the boy's confused expression and hesitated for a moment. Finally, his conscience overcame his shame and he cleared his throat and said, "Men's private parts are not meant for that. They can get hurt easily."
Ning Wujie:?
Seeing that Ning Wujie still didn't understand, Zhai Yuanqing felt a little embarrassed. Wasn't he straightforward enough?
Thinking of the wound on Wen Xing's mouth last night, he felt that he should prepare for the future and avoid some trouble for himself.
So he took the plunge and said with a red face, "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven after all. He has always been served by others. I'm afraid he wasn't very careful with that kind of thing, and it's inevitable that he was a little rough in bed."
Ning Wujie's expression froze.
Although he didn't fully understand, he guessed that what the imperial physician said was not good.
"But it doesn't matter. As long as you take care of it beforehand, it won't hurt." Zhai Yuanqing said this, very considerately scooping out a little ointment and kneading it between his fingertips. Then he took a pear from the fruit bowl and smeared the ointment on the navel at the bottom of the pear, demonstrating, "Look, this looks like an ointment, but it will turn into oil when it comes into contact with body temperature. Apply it there for easy lubrication..."
"Hmm..."
Zhai Yuanqing's mouth was covered.
To say "covered" is actually not appropriate. His entire jaw was clamped tightly by a huge force, almost to the point of breaking his jaw off.
He saw Ning Wujie's gloomy face.
Zhai Yuanqing:?!
Ning Wujie's gaze was as cold as a knife. Zhai Yuanqing had the illusion that he was going to be skinned alive, and his whole body trembled.
What's the meaning?
Repaying kindness with evil!
Ning Wujie said coldly: "I don't need it."
Zhai Yuanqing blinked: Are you sure?
Ning Wujie closed his eyes deeply and cursed the tyrant emperor in his heart for the thousandth time.
"When I let go of your hand, you turn around and leave without saying another word."
Zhai Yuanqing shivered at the cold tone and nodded.
Suddenly being released, Zhai Yuanqing gasped repeatedly, wondering if this was the little beauty or a Rakshasa ghost.
He didn't dare to speak again and ran away with his medicine box.
Ning Wujie stared at the imperial physician's departing back and gritted his teeth, but when his gaze fell back to the table, he saw that the box of ointment had been left behind by the imperial physician.
Ning Wujie: ...
Ning Wujie wanted to throw the box away, but his outstretched fingers stopped in mid-air.
It's so dirty that I feel uncomfortable even touching it.
At this time, Li Dequan came to deliver the message that His Majesty had summoned him.
Ning Wujie ignored the eunuch and turned back to sit in front of the desk. He calmly picked up a petition and said without looking up, "I'm busy."
Li Dequan:?!
This temper is really good.
Being spoiled and arrogant!
Li Dequan was deeply moved. Experience had taught him that the higher the praise, the harder the fall. If he became arrogant today, he would die without a burial place in the future. So he advised earnestly, "Sir Ning, if you continue to disobey His Majesty's orders, even if His Majesty loves you very much, he will be furious."
"Even if you don't think about yourself, think about Old Marquis Ning."
"These again."
Ning Wujie sneered, the sound was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, and the old eunuch didn't hear it clearly.
"What did you say?"
Ning Wujie looked up at him and said, "Please tell His Majesty that my Ning family has been loyal and righteous for generations. If he wants the lives of my Ning family members, he can take them. My father and I will not say a word."
Li Dequan was startled by the gaze that was enough to freeze a person to death, and finally realized that something was wrong with Ning Wujie today.
So stubborn!
Have guts.
This is probably because Your Majesty bullied someone too badly last night and is now angry.
The old eunuch racked his brains, thinking about how to persuade this stubborn man, and his eyes drifted to an exquisite little copper box on the table.
The box was too exquisite and didn't fit in with Ning Wujie's simple furnishings.
The old eunuch became curious, "This is..."
Ning Wujie followed Li Dequan's gaze, his eyes cold, "Please help me throw this thing away when you leave, thank you."
He doesn't want to touch it.
Seeing that Ning Wujie had issued the order to expel the guests, Li Dequan had already picked up a pen and started writing something on the notebook, showing a state of refusing to communicate.
He sighed helplessly: "Okay."
He picked up the box, shook his head secretly, and walked out the door.
However, just as he walked out of the door, he curiously opened the box again. The fragrance wafted to his nose, and the knowledgeable him seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and his eyes suddenly lit up:!
All these things are ready, why are you chasing us away?
It's really hard to guess what the little beauty is thinking.
Li Dequan thought for a moment, and suddenly seemed to understand something. He punched his palm and understood!
How could the little beauty just ask him to help throw things away?
Need help throwing a small box?
This is clearly a hint!
If you are in a bad mood, you need to coax him!
Li Dequan chuckled, took the box and went back to report.
Wen Xing frowned when he saw Li Dequan coming back alone.
Before he could even open his mouth to question, he heard Li Dequan say, "Your Majesty, I think Lord Ning is indeed too busy with government affairs to be away, but this is also to help Your Majesty relieve his worries."
Wen Xing saw that Li Dequan was holding an exquisite copper box and sneered, "He bribed you. Is it worth it for you to speak up for him like this?"
After saying this, Wen Xing was surprised again. Is Ning Wujie the kind of person who would do such a thing?
Li Dequan quickly waved his hands, "This is Xiaomei... Bah, Lord Ning's gift to His Majesty."
As he spoke he handed the box to the Emperor.
Wen Xing looked at the paste in the box, puzzled.
Li Dequan smiled and said, "Actually, the side hall isn't far away, just a few steps away. Your Majesty, why don't you go over and take a look?"
"Maybe they're ready and waiting for you?"
As Li Dequan spoke, he quietly raised his eyes to observe the emperor's expression.
But Wen Xing's brows were furrowed even deeper, and his face was full of confusion.
Li Dequan continued to fan the flames, "Perhaps...she wants to work and serve the emperor at the same time?"
When the old eunuch said this, his face turned red.
Really good at having fun.
Wen Xing sneered in his heart, serving the king or killing the king?
Could the thing in this box be poison?
However, he expected that Ning Wujie would not be so stupid even if he wanted to take action.
But if it wasn't poison, why would you send him a box of ointment?
It can't be medicine for his injuries, right?
How could someone who viewed him as a vile and incompetent ruler be so kind?
Although he didn't understand what this kid was up to, he still decided to go over and take a look.
So he got up and got out of bed.
The old eunuch put a cloak on Wen Xing's shoulders, and with a smile on his face, he led the way with a lantern.
Look how beautifully he does it!
The little beauty will definitely accept his favor.
Li Dequan was quite satisfied with his performance.
Ning Wujie, who was writing furiously by lamplight, saw the old eunuch push open the door, lead the emperor in with a smile on his face, then bowed and walked out, closing the door considerately.
Ning Wujie: ...
The young emperor wore a goose yellow brocade cloak and a jade-white nightgown hanging loosely from the collar. Although his attire could be described as unkempt, the goose yellow brocade was illuminated by the lamplight, and the golden threads flickered, the flowing fragments of light enveloping the emperor in a layer of golden glow.
The always clear and pure nature is tempered into nobility by this touch of brilliant gold.
He suddenly remembered that this tyrant emperor was actually a true nobleman.
He was so stunned that he forgot to ask questions for a moment.
What are you here for?
Seeing Ning Wujie silent, Wen Xing stepped forward and threw the small copper box on the table. "What is this?"
Ning Wujie was brought back to his senses by the voice. His gaze fell on the box that had circled around and came back again. His expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
He raised his eyes to look at Wen Xing and said coldly, "I don't know."
Seeing Ning Wujie's expression suddenly change, Wen Xing raised his eyebrows. Don't admit it?
Still afraid to admit it?
Is it really poisonous?
Wen Xing stretched out his finger in disbelief, and the lid of the box opened, and the fragrance filled his nose.
He glanced at Ning Wujie, looking at his face which was so gloomy that it looked like water dripping from it. Then, in front of everyone, he picked up a little with his fingertips and put it under his nose to sniff.
Is the poison in the incense?
He didn't believe that Ning Wujie would poison him, but he wanted to do it in front of him to test Ning Wujie's reaction.
Would this kid really use such a stupid method to kill the king?
Or just to piss him off?
Ning Wujie looked at the ointment on Wen Xing's jade-like fingertips. The ointment quickly turned into a drop of liquid and slid down along the knuckles. The golden liquid outlined the fair fingers, and finally dripped between the fingers, disappearing into the invisible depths.
His mind uncontrollably recalled the scene when the imperial physician taught him how to use it—
Apply your fingertips to the hollow at the bottom of the pear...
Something seems to be burning.
The spark suddenly spread like wildfire, breaking through the shackles and burning all barriers to ashes.
Wen Xing was surprised to see that the person who was as cold as ice just now now had red all over his ears, and even the red went all the way to the lining of his clothes.
Redder than he had ever seen her before.
Wen Xing:?
He hasn't said anything today.
What’s going on?!
Now you don't even need to tease me, it's just a conditioned reflex?
"How did you..."
Wen Xing had just opened his mouth when the young man jumped up like a red-hot iron, snatched the copper box, opened the window at lightning speed and threw it out.
Wen Xing: ...
A change of heart?
Or are you afraid of having your entire clan exterminated?
It's too late to destroy the body now, isn't it?
Wen Xing found it funny and sarcastically said, "Next time, try a smarter approach."
Ning Wujie turned his back to Wen Xing, with his hands on the window frame. His head was buzzing and he could hardly hear what Wen Xing was saying.
He forced himself to calm down, and it took him a long time to suppress the anger in his heart. However, when his lowered eyes glanced at the hem of his clothes, he didn't know what he had seen, and he froze.
He closed his eyes tightly in annoyance and anger.
For the first time, I cursed in my heart.
Seeing the boy's hands practically welded to the window frame, his entire body frozen and motionless, Wen Xing said sarcastically, "Do you regret it now?"
"It's too late, I already know."
Ning Wujie froze, his pupils trembling violently, "What?"
Know what?
Do you know his dirty thoughts?
It was like a basin of cold water poured over him, extinguishing all the flames that were burning him.
He almost didn't dare to look back, but he always forced himself not to escape, this day would come sooner or later.
After taking a few deep breaths, he turned stiffly to face the emperor.
What will happen if you find out?
What can I do even if I know?
Humiliate him with this? Force him to serve others?
Anyway, it has already been like this.
How bad can it get?
Thinking of this, he felt relieved.
He looked at the emperor coldly and was about to say: Since you know everything, I have nothing to say.
Then I heard Xing say, "You are such a smart person, why did you choose to poison someone in the stupidest way? You knew you would be discovered."
Ning Wujie:?
......Wait a moment.
"You think I won't kill you, so you want to test me?"
Ning Wujie's forehead twitched.
"Aren't you afraid that I will believe it and kill your entire clan?"
The tension in his body suddenly disappeared. Ning Wujie rubbed his throbbing Jingming acupoint, and for a moment he didn't know where to start.
After a long while, he said helplessly and amusedly: "I did nothing."
Wen Xing was stunned.
"That box was given to me by Imperial Physician Zhai..." Ning Wujie hesitated for a moment and said, "Medicine for injuries."
Wen Xing:?
"Then why did you throw the things away just now?"
And why did his expression suddenly change when he saw the box? It was simply a sign of guilt. If not, he wouldn't be so sure.
Ning Wujie twitched the corner of his lips and replied with a wooden face, "It's been left for too long and has gone bad. I'm afraid it will harm the dragon's body."
Wen Xing: ...
Do you think I believe it?
He's too lazy to even tell a decent lie.
But forget it.
Wen Xing didn't want to bother with these boring questions.
Who knows what's going on in this stubborn guy's mind? It's simply incomprehensible.
He sighed, glanced around the room, then walked to the bed and lay down, occupying Ning Wujie's bed in a dignified manner.
"I'm tired."
Ning Wujie frowned: "Your Majesty, if you are tired, you can return to the bedroom."
Wen Xing turned around and looked at him sinisterly, "I need hypnosis."
Ning Wujie lowered his eyes and walked to the desk helplessly. He picked up a few memorials and returned to sit beside the couch. "I don't have time to make up stories today, so I'll just read the memorials."
Wen Xing: ...
It's really becoming more and more perfunctory.
But he really wanted to sleep, so he didn't bother to think about it. He nodded and said, "Read it."
Ning Wujie's eyes lit up as he picked out a memorial with the Ningyuan Army's wax seal. He gathered his thoughts and said, "Petition to remove Ning Wujie from his position as Assistant Director of Mechanical Affairs"—a respectful memorial from Ning Zheng, the Marquis of Ningyuan."
The person on the couch suddenly raised his closed eyelids.
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The author has something to say: Stupid Emperor: Is this ointment really poisonous? (Take a little and taste it)
5j (holding his forehead): Stop it.
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