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Chapter 1016 Who is so crazy?
The harem of Emperor Jiajing was probably the strangest. Since he retreated to the Western Garden, Daoye returned to the harem less and less frequently. A group of women could not get the nourishment of rain and dew, and the harem was filled with resentment.

As the person in charge of the harem, although she was not the empress, she was not suppressed by the empress dowager or troubled by the emperor. Concubine Lu Jing was the only one in power in the harem.

Outsiders all said enviously that Concubine Lu Jing was an unknown queen, and some even said that Concubine Lu Jing was more noble and proud than all the queens in history.

Although Concubine Lu Jing was extremely noble and complacent in the eyes of outsiders, she was a pitiful person in the eyes of King Jing.

The women in the harem did not dare to vent their resentment on the Taoist priest, and over time they developed all kinds of problems.

For example, some people like to throw things. The things they throw are all kinds of things, and the dirtiest things are dirty things.

Just throw it away!
That man actually threw the filth in front of another concubine's door.

Nima!

As soon as I opened the door early in the morning, I found those things outside the hall.

Anyone would go crazy, right?
I endured it this time!
I endured it for the second time!

After three or four times, the concubines who could no longer bear it took their men to wait in ambush.

In the early morning, when it was still pitch black, a dark figure appeared in her sight stealthily. She looked around, and when she got outside the hall, she smiled triumphantly, a laugh that made people's heart tremble in the night.

The shadow threw the thing, turned around with a smile, and was immediately knocked down. The lanterns gathered together and saw that this person was the concubine who was always very kind to others and looked kind.

The matter was brought to the attention of Concubine Lu Jing, who asked the concubine curiously, "You knew you would be discovered sooner or later, so why did you persist in delivering yourself to the emperor?"

The concubine said: "I also know that I will be discovered and my reputation will be ruined, but I just can't help it..."

Concubine Lu Jing felt that this person was ill, so she confined her to her room and told her to come out when she recovered.

Once, Concubine Lu Jing inadvertently mentioned this to King Jing. King Jing remembered that his mother looked disappointed at the time and said, "This woman! She was despised when she was born, and she had to make her family prepare dowry when she got married. After getting married, she had to serve her parents-in-law, take care of her husband and children...

After many years of being a daughter-in-law, you finally become a mother-in-law, but if your daughter-in-law is not easy to take care of, you have to continue to suffer... This person! Why is life so difficult? "

King Jing felt that his mother should get out of this circle, so he suggested that she let go and do it on her own.

Concubine Lu gritted her teeth and said it was okay at the time, but not long after, everything was still the same.

King Jing also wondered why his mother was reluctant to give up the power in her hands. After much thought, he came to a conclusion.

——Without power, my mother would be just a walking corpse.

Men, women...the harmony of yin and yang is the correct principle.

It is a tragedy for one man to have multiple women.

This was the reason why Prince Jing looked down on Prince Yu.

Prince Yu was lustful, and women were more of a channel for him to vent his desires.

King Jing was unable to convince his mother, so he had to visit her more often and talk to her, even if he only replied to one out of ten sentences she said.

He knew very well that what his mother needed was not someone to talk to, but someone to be by her side.

This role should have been her man, but that man belonged to all the concubines in the harem. Moreover, he was the emperor of this empire.

Every time King Jing went out of the palace, he would bring some small things for his mother and sister, either food or small toys. For example, clay figurines, which Concubine Lu Jing loved very much. She would play with them when she had nothing to do.

Only then will the master of the harem give up power and obsession.

King Jing heard the news yesterday that there was a craftsman in the south of the city who was very good at making clay figures. No matter whether it was a human or an animal, they were all lifelike.

He took two guards with him, dressed in plain clothes, and headed south of the city.

As the political and economic center of Nanzhili and even the south, the prosperity of Nanjing is self-evident. King Jing has been wandering around in some places these days and feels that the capital is incomparable.

To King Jing, the capital city felt like a stern old man, while Nanjing City was a charming woman.

It was early summer, and the city of Nanjing looked even more magnificent under the setting sun.

King Jing was admiring the beautiful scenery, while Huang Jian looked around at the vendors, wishing he could dismount and eat all the way to the end of this snack street.

"Your Highness, we have snacks that the princess likes!" Huang Jian discovered the pea yellow.

King Jing also saw it, but he still had to go out to sea with his uncle, "It can't be saved."

"Your Highness, please send someone to deliver it to the capital by express horse." Huang Jian said.

King Jing looked at him for a long time and said, "You have the potential to be a powerful eunuch."

Huang Jian shuddered, "I dare not."

"A red-dusted concubine smiled, but no one knew it was the lychees coming." King Jing said, "Emperor Minghuang of Tang was extravagant and licentious, and Yang Guifei and Gao Lishi played an indispensable role in that."

Huang Jian was about to speak when King Jing saw his eyes shrink...

The horror in his eyes made King Jing squat subconsciously.

call!
A strong wind swept over my head.

There was a bang.

Huang Jian rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a bang.

The two guards who were drooling over the various delicacies finally reacted.

"There are assassins!"

This is a busy city!
As soon as the voice was shouted, the downtown area suddenly became noisy.

Huang Jian was hit by an iron rod. At this moment, his forehead was swollen and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

The snack street was crowded with people, and someone screamed, "Murder!"

The whole snack street was in chaos.

The pedestrians were running around in a panic, not knowing where to go.

Two guards stood in front of King Jing. People kept coming from the front and back, bumping into the three of them from time to time.

"Your Highness, run!" A guard turned around and shouted with a grim face.

He knew that the two of them had failed in their duties.

And after the incident, they shouted loudly, which made the mistake even worse.

This is not the capital, nor the imperial city, and there are no soldiers on duty nearby. Shouting this will only make the situation more chaotic, and will have no other effect.

Do not!
it works!

This will help the assassin to strike again during the chaos.

This is a real pig teammate!
Only then did King Jing understand the meaning of the term "stupid teammate".

How apt.

He was still trying to find joy in misery when the guards shouted, "Don't rush..." He concealed the word "Your Highness" to prevent it from causing greater chaos.

King Jing picked up the iron stick, looked around, and found that everyone looked panicked.

Where is the assassin?
King Jing looked around.

Everyone seems innocent, but everyone seems to be a suspect.

Drops of sweat gathered and flowed on King Jing's forehead.

He didn't dare to reach out and wipe it, and his breathing became faster and faster.

There are multiple thoughts running through my mind at this moment.

who is it?

Prince Yu?

This thought made King Jing want to slap himself.

The brother who likes to play the fool doesn't have this ability.

His people would be watched if they left the capital, let alone go south.

So who?

Scholar-bureaucrat!
King Jing's cheeks were trembling, and the military tactics taught by his uncle were still vivid in his mind.

——Besiege Wei to save Zhao!
My uncle is to blame for killing me!
What new policy? Father will be sad and angry...

And my uncle will also be blamed by my father for this.

King Jing's breath tightened and he shouted, "Enter the shop!"

Standing in the middle of the street means being attacked from all sides, but if you enter a store, you can at least protect three sides.

The two guards then woke up from their dream.

It turns out that peace lasts for a long time!

King Jing smiled bitterly, thinking that these guards were not as good as those unprofessional soldiers of the Huben Zuowei, let alone his cousin's guards.

The two guards escorted King Jing to the shop on the right, one in front and one behind. There were people all along the way, shouting and running...

King Jing accidentally saw a woman holding a swaddling child, stumbling towards him. She looked up, with a pleading look in her eyes.

King Jing was just about to reach out to help her when a familiar voice came from the right.

"Lower your head!"

King Jing lowered his head without any hesitation.

An arrow flew past his lowered head.

At the same time, the woman pulled out a dagger from her swaddling clothes, and just as she was about to attack, an arrow accurately shot into her throat.

The woman looked at the archer unwillingly, then let go and fell down.

The swaddling clothes rolled and rolled in front of King Jing. There was no child inside, but the sheath of a dagger.

If King Jing had helped the woman just now, he would have been unable to avoid the knife.

King Jing, who was covered in cold sweat, heard his uncle's voice.

"come over!"

Somehow, after hearing this voice, King Jing felt relaxed, as if all the crisis had disappeared.

He turned around and saw Huang Bing, the archer beside his cousin, drawing his bow and arrow again, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, searching for his target everywhere.

Jiang Qingzhi was standing in the crowd, holding a medicinal cigarette in his hand, his eyes slightly cold. Standing beside him were Sun Bu Tong and Sun Chong Lou. As for Mo Zhan, he was currently stationed at the station, his task was to watch over Xu Wei while he copied the sea chart.

The crowd strangely split into two here, flowing to the left and right like a torrent.

There was a sudden roar from the right, "Kill!"

King Jing shuddered, but when he saw his uncle's sarcastic smile, he subconsciously lowered his head and ran over.

Choking!

Sun Bu Tong drew his sword.

Boll drew his sword at the same time as behind, but was a step slower.

The knife flashed, and just as King Jing walked in front of his uncle, he heard a howl, and then Sun Bu Tong returned to his position.

King Jing turned around and saw a man lying on the ground with a long knife in his hand, blood slowly flowing out from under his body.

The two guards just came over at this moment, looking relieved.

"Thank you for saving us, sir." A guard said gratefully.

"Wen Tianwu Xi, I'm talking about you!" Jiang Qingzhi said coldly.

Back then, the Taoist priest's house was set on fire several times on the way to Anlu. Jiang Qingzhi even suspected that there was something wrong with the guards around the Taoist priest. But now he felt that it was not the guards who had problems, but these idiots were incompetent.

"Shout!" Jiang Qingzhi said.

Sun Chonglou opened his mouth, and his voice every morning left a deep impression on the residents of Xin'an Lane. However, Jiang Qingzhi felt that he was just practicing his voice in the early morning.

"The assassin is dead, there is no need to panic!"

As he shouted, Jiang Qingzhi raised his hand, "Uncle Jiang Qingzhi is here."

This hand seemed to be a beacon of light to the chaotic crowd, and everyone gradually quieted down.

The steps stopped.

The chaos stops.

A team of soldiers rushed over, which reminded Jiang Qingzhi of the policemen in later film and television dramas, who were always one step slower than the murderer.

"Greetings, Lord, and His Highness."

When the leading general saw that the parties involved were actually King Jing and Jiang Qingzhi, cold sweat instantly soaked his underwear.

The five ministers of state arrived, followed by Wang Yan and Xu Chengzong.

"Fortunately, nothing happened." Wang Yan covered his forehead.

Jiang Qingzhi shook off the ashes from his cigarette and said, "Let's get to the bottom of this matter! I want to see who is so cruel and mad!"

(End of this chapter)