[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

Chapter 114 Changes

Ning Jin found He Zhan in the tavern.

He had drunk so much that he didn't know what was going on, and he was about to sing with his voice when he climbed up the stage. He looked like crazy, and everyone in the audience covered their mouths and laughed.

Civilian and military officials, the common people don't know how many, but He Zhan's reputation is too strong, and he is very handsome, people will recognize him when they see him.Seeing that He Zhan wants to learn how to sing, the human rights in the audience should watch the excitement.He Zhan spat out a few words indistinctly, and gradually found the tune, and he learned the Xiaosheng's tune so well that it still had some meaning.

The timbre is mournful, like "West Pavilion" by Yuping Pass.

In the end, He Zhan couldn't bear the alcohol, so he fell headfirst on the stage and couldn't get up.

He Zhan was still thinking that if Ning Huaqiong knew his absurd and dissolute appearance, he would definitely have his ears twisted.

However, it seems that many, many years ago, Ning Huaqiong was no longer there.

——When the sky falls, your father will carry it. If your father can't carry it, I can carry your old mother, and if it doesn't work, there will be your elder brother.

He clearly said so, but now he is the only one carrying it.

Seeing He Zhan lying on the stage, Ning Jin ordered all the guests in the tavern to be kicked out, and smoothed the brow of the tavern owner with an ingot of gold.

"He Zhan!" Ning Jin didn't know why He Zhan was going crazy, and seeing that he didn't cherish his body so much, he was a little angry.

He turned He Zhan upside down and hugged him in his arms, the smell of alcohol overwhelmed him, making him frown.He Zhan seldom gets himself drunk, saying that he can cope with sudden situations only when he is awake.

He Zhan's face was full of tears, which made Ning Jin suffocate for a while, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Zhan was in a daze and couldn't wake up, and kept raving in his mouth, but people couldn't understand what he was saying.

Ning Jin asked the shopkeeper for a room, and then asked someone to bring a bowl of hangover soup.

He Zhan fell asleep after drinking it, and Ning Jin was by his side. After a while, He Zhan was about to vomit, but Ning Jin patted his back with a basin, telling him to vomit.

The room was full of wine smell, Ning Jin pushed open the window, the wind poured in through the window, it was already late autumn, the wind carried a coolness, gradually blowing away the mist covering He Zhan's thoughts.

Ning Jin helped him up, poured him a mouthful of tea, and asked, "Have you had a good time?"

He Zhan was [-]% drunk, leaning on Ning Jin's shoulder, still a little confused: "Uncomfortable...uncomfortable..."

Ning Jin: "Uncle is happy when he drinks, but why does he always care about the past and ignore the future?"

"Ning Jin, I feel bad..." He Zhan tilted his head and buried his face in Ning Jin's chest, almost crying, "I'm so tired..."

Ning Jin hugged him lightly, and asked, "I'm here. Tell me, is that okay?"

He Zhan held Ning Jin's skirt and looked up at him: "Didn't you say that you can vindicate Duke Zhongguo's government? When will I wait? My father didn't kill anyone, he died unjustly, my father didn't kill anyone...I Dad didn't kill..."

He Zhan gritted his teeth and did not cry wantonly, but the tears kept flowing out.

"I know." Ning Jin held him in his arms and said in a steady voice, "I know."

He couldn't see He Zhan crying.He Zhan used to coax him, but he didn't know what to do when he saw He Zhan like this. It seemed that keeping He Zhan from crying was harder than killing someone.

"I killed them... If only my mother hadn't adopted me, Duke Zhong's Mansion wouldn't be like this... Ning Jin, I am the culprit...! I am!"

Ning Jin gritted his teeth: "It's not your fault, no."

At that time, Ning Jin was still young and was often taken by He Zhan's side.He Zhan was afraid that he would not be used to living in the house, so he always took him to sleep with him at night.In the daytime, he is such a playful, laughing and unserious person, but at night he has nightmares all night. He Zhan often can't sleep well, and he doesn't dare to disturb others. When he was young, he loved to kick the quilt, and He Zhan would tuck him in the quilt when he saw it.

He Zhan has always been a smart person. It is impossible for him not to know what kind of situation the Duke of Zhongguo is facing.Perhaps from the moment He Dazhong released his military power, he has been worried day and night like this.Ning Jin couldn't understand He Zhan's every move in Pinxianglou before, but after so many years, if he thinks about it again, he can find out some ways.

At that time, He Zhan had been thinking of a way, but he was powerless.

"Uncle, soon...it won't take long..."

He Zhan heard Ning Jin say this while he was half asleep and half awake, but he didn't understand what it meant. He didn't understand until Emperor Jing Zhao became seriously ill.

A sudden illness came like a sudden storm, and half of Emperor Jing Zhao's life was wiped out.This time, Emperor Jing Zhao didn't even have the strength to stand up and speak.

The wind in Beijing was turbulent, and there was another big change in the situation. The wind tight signal was released inside and outside the palace. At night, the cries of the concubines could be heard from the faint palace walls, which made people feel chilled.

Old age, sickness and death, reincarnation of life and death, even the emperor cannot escape such a fate.After the grief, the court officials were more concerned about their own future. Most of the court officials turned against Prince Rui, while the rest remained neutral, and very few were against him. It seemed that in this situation, Ning Jin had arranged a long time.

Everyone is waiting for Emperor Jing Zhao to return to the light and pass on the throne as Prince Rui; or for Emperor Jing Zhao to die and support King Rui to ascend the throne.In any case, the country has been decided.

At such a critical juncture, news came from Qingzhou that King Shen Ning Zuo would go back to Beijing to visit his father, which made the whole situation even more tense.

Even though Ning Zuo lost a pair of legs, he was once a prince, and there were many people who supported him in the court.Moreover, his mother is the queen and the eldest son, so it is the way of heaven for him to inherit the throne.The word "Tian Dao" is enough for all forces to rely on.

Ning Jin never had brotherhood with him, even though he thought He Zhan would save his life, he would not let him make trouble from the capital again.Since King Shen entered the capital, Ning Jin's manpower has been eyeing King Shen.

Ning Zuo went into the palace to visit Emperor Jing Zhao, and Ning Jin was also by his side.

Emperor Jing Zhao could no longer speak, and Ning Zuo fed him a bowl of medicine as his last act of filial piety. The arrogance that used to be radiant in the past disappeared, and was replaced by calm indifference.He seemed to really just come to visit the sick, and after talking with Emperor Jing Zhao for a while, he turned to Ning Jin and said: "I still want to go to Jingren Palace to visit the empress mother, will Prince Rui come with me?"

"No need. See Uncle San before you leave, he misses you very much." Even though Ning Jin didn't want them to meet.

The two of them didn't have anything to say, they were relatively silent, and a milky voice came from outside, as crisp as a little oriole.Yongle jumped in like a little sparrow, plunged into Ning Jin's arms, bared his white teeth and shouted: "Jin Jin...Jin Jin..."

Ning Jin twitched his eyes, turned Yongle in a different direction, and turned to Ning Zuo: "Your father is here."

Yongle doesn't recognize Ning Zuo very much anymore, but the two are always his biological father and daughter. After meeting, Yongle is not afraid, and runs to Ning Zuo's wheelchair and stares at him.She didn't know what to say, she could only look at Ning Zuo and shout, "Jin Jin, Jin Jin..." It seemed that Jin Jin was someone very close to her.

Ning Jin: "Call Father Wang."

"妗妗...妗妗..."

Ning Jin: "...haven't taught her yet."

Ning Zuo said that it was a lie if he didn't feel uncomfortable, looking at Yongle, he couldn't say a word.Yongle felt aggrieved by not being able to speak all the time, so he pointed to Ning Zuo's leg and said, "Stand...stand...!"

Yes, she will also call to stand.

Seeing that she wanted to stand, Ning Zuo leaned over and hugged her in his arms, letting Yongle stand on his lap.

Yongle was so happy that he kicked his legs and stepped on it. Ning Zuo didn't feel pain, but seeing Yongle smiling so happily, it was a good thing that he didn't feel pain for the first time.

Yongle played for a while, and Ning Zuo faced his daughter calmly for the first time. Seeing that Yongle refused to admit his life, he began to teach her to call "Father King", and Yongle became "Dirty King" in Yongle's mouth.

Ning Zuo chose to give up.After a while, the nanny carried Yongle down to eat. Yongle lay on the nanny's shoulder to look at Ning Zuo, waved at him, and shouted: "Jinjin... Jinjin... Poor King..."

Ning Zuo winked at her, making Yong Le laugh straight away, and the laughter gradually disappeared in the hall.

Ning Zuo sat for a long while before saying to Ning Jin: "I heard that during this time...Yongle has been taken care of by you?"

"Yes."

"Thank you very much. I just lost a pair of legs last time, and I didn't have the time to take care of her, so I couldn't bring her back to Qingzhou. This time I'm going back to the fief, and I want to take her home with me."

Ning Jin said in a wooden voice: "As long as she is willing."

"Thank you."

Ning Zuo was pushed out by the palace servants, and when he was about to reach the door, he said to Ning Jin: "Ning Jin, I don't owe you anything. I was not kind to you when I was young, and I don't owe you anything in exchange for half a broken leg." your."

Only when he was outside the situation did he see clearly.

The wheelchair slowly pushed towards the direction of Jingren Palace. The palace people said that since Ning You was imprisoned, the queen's spirit has not been very good, her hair has turned gray, and she stared at the two pairs of tiger-headed shoes all day long.She did not forgive Emperor Jing Zhao, even though Emperor Jing Zhao was seriously ill, she did not go to see him.

After Ning Zuo entered the palace, he saw the queen sitting on the soft couch staring at the tiger-headed shoes. After a long while, the queen turned her head slowly, with tears welling up in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Son... come and see your mother." gone?"

"Mother's Empress." Ning Zuo called out, walked in front of the Empress, and slowly stroked her old hand, "Mother's Empress, why doesn't she cherish her body?"

"My son... my son..." The queen touched Ning Zuo's head, and stuffed the small tiger-head shoes into Ning Zuo's arms, and finally there was a gleam of light in her originally dim eyes, "Quickly, go and call your brother, and have a look." Mother made small shoes for you, one pair per person, don’t fight or grab.”

"mother…"

The queen frowned: "Go! You can't hide by yourself, go and call your brother."

"...Okay, I'll go now."

He asked the palace man to push him out, stopped for a while, and the palace man pushed him in again.

Ning Zuo's eyes were gentle, with a little timidity.The queen waved to him happily: "Son... come and see if the little shoes made by mother look good. Your brother has already taken a pair, and this pair is yours." After Ning Zuo approached, she took another pair of tiger-head shoes The small shoe was stuffed to Ning Zuo, and said, "Look, it's all here now."

"It's beautiful. The tiger on it is as lively as the big brother's pair."

The queen cried and laughed, nodded and said, "Yes, yes. Left and right, left and right, where can there be right? Without right, where can there be left? No more, no more."

She said some crazy words, Ning Zuo stayed with her in Jingren Palace for a long time, and only left the palace at night.

Originally he was going to live in the post house, but he changed into a sedan chair halfway and went to Fengming Prince's Mansion.

When Ning Qi came to the living room, Ning Zuo asked for a bowl of white water to water a Mengju plant in the living room.Seeing Ning Qi coming, Ning Zuo said: "Someone needs to take care of it here. Letting it wither is really wronging such a beautiful flower."

"King Shen came here late at night, what's the matter?"

Ning Zuo smiled: "What does King Fengming think will happen when I come?"

"Prince Shen returned to Beijing at this juncture, could it be for... the throne?" Ning Qi never liked to beat around the bush.

"How can a useless person be able to carry the rivers and mountains? This king is here to ask for something."

"King Shen may wish to speak directly."

"Support the fourth prince, Ning Ke, to ascend the throne."

Ning Qi frowned, and Ning Zuo continued, "Or before Ning Jin ascended the throne, He Zhan would be exiled to Yongzhou on charges immediately, and he would never be able to return to Beijing."