Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Want to control him with such a despicable method? ...
Wen Xing lay on the Luohan couch by the window, bored, looking at the huge silver plate hanging outside the window in the night.
Ning Wujie's pleasant voice came from behind him: "... Thirty miles outside of Bianliang City, there is a town called Yangliu. In this town, there is an antique shop called "Juzhenzhai". The owner, Gu Erlang, has been running this business for three generations..."
Ning Wujie rubbed his Jingmingxue tiredly while reading from the storybook.
At this time, Li Dequan came over and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, several of our old ministers have been waiting since noon, but you are really not here?"
Wen Xing waved his hand: "No."
He could guess what these old men were up to. They were either asking him to run government affairs, attend court, or take back Ning Wujie's power to approve documents. It was the same old three things over and over again.
Li Dequan seemed a little embarrassed and glanced at Ning Wujie who was still reading the storybook.
Ning Wujie caught his pleading gaze, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then put down the notebook and said, "Your Majesty, do you still want to hear the story of that sixth-rank official?"
Wen Xing's ears twitched.
"Updated?"
He found that most of the ancient vernacular novels were about love, classics and history, and there were very few suspenseful and crime-solving stories.
He pursued Ning Wujie's case as if it were a story.
He was secretly cursing Ning Wujie for setting a trap for him a few days ago, but in the blink of an eye he turned into a reader who followed the updates. He seemed to hear the sound of being slapped in the face.
It hurts so much.
Ning Wujie guessed what "update" meant and pressed his lips, "That sixth-rank official would rather die than surrender for the sake of his mother's safety. The Supervisory Department is helpless. If they continue the trial, I'm afraid he will be dead. So..."
Can't investigate further? Wen Xing was slightly disappointed. "It seems that your Supervision Department is just so-so."
But Ning Wujie changed the subject: "So, I kidnapped his mother from Yingchuan."
Wen Xing:?
He turned around and sat up. "He was kidnapped and taken to... the Imperial Prison?"
Wouldn’t this be a bit cruel?
Wen Xing took a look at the boy. In the past few days, he had only seen him blushing because of his teasing, so he thought he was an innocent boy. He never expected that he was actually a black lotus.
The contrast is quite big.
However, recalling the historical description of Emperor Wu of Zhou as "decisive in killing" and "cold-blooded and cruel", it seems like something such a stubborn person would do.
But...that's an old lady. Are you sure she won't be scared to death before she even enters the imperial prison?
Seeing Xing scrutinizing him with a complicated gaze, Ning Wujie said calmly, "Of course, he was sent to the official post station under the jurisdiction of the Supervisory Department for resettlement."
Wen Xing: ...
"Otherwise, Your Majesty, do you think I would send an old woman over seventy years old to a place like the Imperial Prison, where there is no return?"
Ning Wujie took a half step closer as he spoke, a glint in his eyes, and said quietly, "So your Majesty is so cruel."
Wen Xing: ...
very good!
I am getting bolder and bolder.
Wen Xing was very suspicious that his last words "How could I bear to see you die" had let this stubborn guy grasp the clue. Knowing that he would never attack him, he wanted to get back at him for all the anger he had suffered in recent days.
This is learning to take advantage of others.
Wen Xing narrowed his eyes and hooked two fingers to signal Ning Wujie to come closer.
The other party hesitated for a moment, looked at him warily, but still did it.
Wen Xing curled his lips, grabbed the other person's collar and pulled hard, and a handsome face was instantly within reach.
"I am so cruel. You must serve me well, otherwise I will kill you and replace you with a beautiful young man to please my eyes."
The low voice was like a whisper, accompanied by breath brushing against the ear.
The two of them were too close, their breaths mingling, and the pervasive ambergris made Ning Wujie feel a little dizzy.
In his unavoidable sight, a pair of crow-feather eyelashes flickered, and the slightly drooping eyelids concealed half of the gem-like eyes, like a clear spring under the moon.
The slender neck was as cold and white as snow, and the delicate and beautiful Adam's apple on it was like a small mountain peak.
It was obvious that these words were like the tongue of a poisonous snake, and should have made him disgusted.
He should have pushed the man away and angrily rebuked the tyrant.
But he just unconsciously tightened his knuckles, tightened his jaw, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "As you wish."
Wen Xing finally let him go with satisfaction.
Ning Wujie stood up straight, lowered his eyelashes to hide the fleeting gleam in his eyes.
He lowered his voice and continued to talk: "I took the official to the official post to meet his mother."
"And tell him that if he confesses, the Supervisory Office will provide all of his mother's tiger bones from now on, and guarantee both their lives. If he doesn't confess, his mother will receive his body that very day."
Wen Xing pricked up his ears, "And then?"
"Then..." Ning Wujie took out an exquisite metal box from his sleeve and handed it to Wen Xing.
Wen Xing opened the box and found a one-inch-long bone. At the end of the bone was an intricate circular emblem. He seemed to recognize the insignia; it looked like it was on the medicine boxes he often used, and it must have come from the Imperial Pharmacy.
This is royal stuff.
"This is the tiger bone his mother got. The person who delivered the medicine always limited the dosage, only giving one a day, never more, probably because they were afraid of leaving evidence."
"But his mother thought this medicine was precious. She thought if she could save some, it would be worth a lot of money in the future. So every time she used the medicine, she would cut off some and save it for the next time. Over time, she actually saved up a whole piece of tiger bone."
Wen Xing frowned, "So, someone in the palace is stealing from the palace?"
Ning Wujie: "The chief said he didn't know who was behind this, but every once in a while, the doorman would receive an anonymous letter with this tiger bone inside, and instructions for him to deliberately suppress the letter. If he did so, his mother would have an endless supply of medicine."
Wen Xing: "That's why he didn't confess before because he was worried that the person behind the scenes would find out and stop supplying medicine."
Ning Wujie nodded.
Wen Xing: "If we don't know who is behind this, then this clue will be lost."
Ning Wujie shook his head, "Not necessarily."
Wen Xing raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"
Ning Wujie glanced at him and said, "I have a plan, but it requires Your Majesty to come to court."
When Wen Xing heard the words "attending court", his brows furrowed again.
It was true that he hated work, especially the morning court sessions which were held in the early hours of the morning and he simply couldn't get up.
The most important thing is that whenever he went to court, he could not help but hear the court officials arguing about various political affairs.
Every time they argued, his head ached. Once, he even had a heart attack. The whole government was in chaos.
He stopped attending court after that.
Wen Xing was a little resistant, "What does this have to do with the case?"
Ning Wujie leaned over to Wen Xing and whispered, "I would like to invite Your Majesty to the court..."
After hearing Ning Wujie's words, Wen Xing nodded in sudden realization.
But he still didn't want to go.
He just wanted to listen to the story, but didn't want to participate in it.
So he narrowed his eyes, looked at Ning Wujie and said with a pretentious attitude: "It's not impossible for me to come to court. Then you..."
As if afraid that this foolish emperor would say something shocking again, Ning Wujie quickly interrupted, "Your Majesty, don't you want to find out who is behind this?"
Wen Xing glanced at Ning Wujie.
This kid, could it be that the case kept him in suspense just to trick him into going to court?
The unscrupulous and tyrannical emperor's eyes moved slightly, and he said jokingly: "But since you are asking me for help, shouldn't you act like a beggar?"
Ning Wujie had a bad premonition in his heart.
This tyrant is not going to...
Sure enough, the tyrant king beckoned him with his finger and said, "Come here."
The jade-white knuckles flashed before his eyes. Ning Wujie lowered his eyes as if burned, and quietly clenched his fists, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"
"Let me kiss you, and I will grant you my wish."
Wen Xing didn't really want to kiss him, he just wanted to see how far this unfortunate kid could go to solve the case.
Alas, Wen Xing also felt that he was too bored being confined in this palace.
He loves to tease people all day long.
But......
He looked at Ning Wujie's shameful and angry reaction.
It’s really fun.
Ning Wujie's pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly stood up straight and took a half step back. His fists were clenched tightly, making a slight sound through his half-covered sleeves, and even his nails were embedded in his flesh.
It's like this again, always like this!
Shameless!
He suddenly closed his eyes, his blood roaring in his ears, and he wished he could punch this tyrant to wake him up!
But soon his reason restrained him again, and a fierce psychological struggle began.
Calm down, he's investigating a case.
Military supplies have been delayed again and again. For the sake of the Ningyuan Army, he wants to deal a fatal blow to these old foxes!
To do this, we need the help of this foolish ruler.
But is a tyrant necessary?
Is there no other way if there is no tyrant?
......
necessary.
Since it was necessary, he could only...
He bit something fishy and sweet between his teeth, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were as frozen as ice.
He bent down slowly with great perseverance.
Wen Xing saw Ning Wujie's face leaning towards him, and his eyes suddenly turned red again, and quickly became moist visibly.
Because the distance was closer, Wen Xing could even see a little light pink spreading inside the other person's collar, on his neck which was tense with anger, as if it was stained with a thin layer of nail polish.
Wen Xing was amazed.
It seems that he is really willing to go all out to solve the case.
The two of them were so close that their lips were about to touch.
Wen Xing sensed something was wrong: ...
Wait a minute, he seemed to be asking Ning Wujie to kiss him?
He didn't say kiss?
Before he could figure out what he hadn't said clearly, he felt a cool and soft touch on his lips.
At that moment, he seemed to see a wetness rolling down Ning Wujie's cheek.
The lips separate as soon as they touch.
The boy quickly stood up and turned around, leaving Wen Xing with only his back.
He seemed to see the young man raise his sleeve to wipe the side of his face, but the movement was so quick that he couldn't see it clearly.
Wen Xing was stunned.
Are you really crying?
When Ning Wujie turned around again, the dampness on his face had disappeared, but his eyes were still red. "Is that enough?"
The voice was extremely low, as if it was suppressing something.
He uttered a "hmm" in a daze.
Is he overdoing it?
Ning Wujie stared directly at the emperor, and asked through gritted teeth in an almost interrogative tone, "Then may Your Majesty attend court?"
He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart. The original strong humiliation and anger were suddenly replaced by another strange feeling the moment the kiss fell.
He didn't know what it was.
He thought he would hate the kiss.
But surprisingly, it didn't.
Even that strange soft and smooth touch was firmly imprinted in his mind, causing his heart to beat wildly.
There must be something wrong with me.
Sick, he thought.
Wen Xing curled his lips and said with satisfaction: "Since Ning Qing serves you well, I can certainly do the same."
He got up from the bed and went out the door. "Then let's do it today."
"Inform the court officials that there will be an evening court session today."
It is impossible to get up early, but you can still attend the court late.
Who made him in a good mood today?
Li Dequan nodded repeatedly and gave Ning Wujie a look of gratitude.
Only someone closest to His Majesty can persuade His Majesty.
Look, His Majesty, who had been tried so hard by all the civil and military officials in the court and could not be persuaded even by banging his head against the pillar, just kissed the little beauty and went to court for the first time in his life.
Tsk tsk tsk.
The old eunuch was not without emotion.
Beautiful women are still the best.
Ning Wujie remained silent, his gaze fixed on Wen Xing's gaunt and elegant back.
The man was wearing a sky-blue brocade Taoist robe that fluttered like the wind. As he walked, a scent of ambergris emanated from him and brushed against his nose.
Ning Wujie's pupils trembled.
He suddenly remembered that every time he approached the tyrant, he could smell this fragrance, which always made him dizzy.
He was afraid that he had been harmed by the incense just now.
Definitely.
What was mixed in the incense burned by the tyrant?
Is it a poison that confuses people's minds?
Want to control him with such despicable means?
wishful thinking!
Just wait, he will definitely find out.
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