Your Majesty Please Calm Down

Ji Heng sat in his study and stared at a small bell in his hand. If he ignores the psychological trauma caused by the small bell, it’s still pretty cute just by looking at its shape. Ji Heng stared at the pattern on the bell and produced a dim and unpredictable sense of familiarity. He seemed to has a connection with it.

But his connection with it seems not so simple as the pattern.

Ji Heng was puzzled. He summoned Xiuyi, a female official of the palace of Qianqing. He asked, “I asked you to check the origin of this pattern. Why did you not report it? ”

Xiuyi replied, “please forgive me, Emperor. This maidservant went through all the ornaments in the palace. I have never seen such patterns. However, a palace maid of the Shangyi Bureau once said that it seems to be a popular pattern among the people in their hometown of Gusu, but she dare not say that. Afraid it’s not accurate. The maidservant was still looking for evidence, so didn’t dare to report it directly. ”

Ji Heng lets Xiuyi go first. At this time, Sheng Anhuai came in and said, “emperor, Song Hai wants to see you. He has something to report.”. ”

“Let him in. ”

Song Hai is the spy of the criminal department. Under the Ministry of Justice, there was a department of honest officials in the Qing Dynasty, which was under the direct jurisdiction of the emperor. However, it was under the nominal jurisdiction of the Ministry of Justice. Song Hai was the head of the official Department of the Qing Dynasty, that is, the spy leader. To be frank, the official Department of the Qing Dynasty once had a good time, especially when Chen Wuyong was rampant, this place was controlled by him and was mainly used to exclude others. Later, Ji Heng ascended the throne and didn’t like this place very much. He didn’t care much about the public opinion monitoring of the people and officials. He thought that blocking was better than sparring, so he said that the brilliance of the Qing officials was no longer brilliant.

Two days before, he once sent the official Department of the Qing Dynasty to check Fang Jun. A man who is even better at martial arts than the bodyguard approaches Tian Qi and always makes Ji Heng alert.

“Your Majesty, Fang Jun’s identity has been confirmed. He was the first of the six spies in the Qing Dynasty. He had excellent martial arts and worked for Chen Wuyong. This man is haunted and rarely seen. The last six spies were sent to Liaodong together. After Ji Qingyun’s case, there is no trace of him. After appearing again, Fang Jun was injured in the head, lost all his memory, and continued to use force. Later, he was taken to the Baohe store by Tian Gonggong as a partner. Recently, he was injured in the head in a fight, and become stupid. ”

Ji Heng is very sensitive to Chen Wuyong. When he heard that Fang Jun is Chen Wuyong’s person, he immediately asked positively, “does Fang Jun deliberately approach Tian Qi? ”

“These officials are incompetent, and they have not found out the motives of Fang Jun’s interaction with Tian Gonggong. But  Tian Gonggong doesn’t seem to like him. ”

Ji Heng is confused. So it seems that there is no friendship between Tian Qi and Fang Jun, but why does Fang Jun sacrifice his life to help Tian Qi? Thinking of the idea, Ji Heng squinted. “Check again. Look after him, and don’t let Tian Qi get too close to him. ”

Song Hai nods.

Ji Heng added, “this man is the crucial figure in Ji Qingyun’s case. Don’t let him die quickly. It’s better to let him recover his memory. ”

Song Hai said again. Then he hesitated and seemed to have something to say.

Ji Heng asked, “what else do you have to report? ”

“Emperor, you once asked this official to pay attention to the movement of Ning Wang. Now, Ning Wang left the capital. ”

“He’s not going to travel, is he? ” It can’t be a mountain trip. In winter, the mountain is bald, and the water is icy. It’s really not fun. Besides, there is Tian Qi in the capital. Can Ji Zheng give up? Ji Heng thought of this, and his heart was filled with a burst of acid.

Song Hai replied, “emperor, Ning Wang went to Liaodong. ”

“Do you know what he is doing? ”

“For the time being, he is staying in a place called tianjiatun in Liaodong. ”

Tianjiatun… Ji Heng squinted. Ji Zheng is really exploring Tian Qi’s origin!

Song Hai had no such association, mainly because he couldn’t guess the motive of a prince to inquire about the life experience of a eunuch. He thinks that when a person’s whereabouts are suspicious, they are usually connected with intrigue. Song Hai took out a map from his bosom, went to the front of the bookcase with Ji Heng’s acquiescence, pointed to a place, and said, “emperor, tianjiatun is here. ”

By this point, Ji Heng knew what he meant. Tianjiatun is too close to the scene of the case.

Ji Qingyun – tianjiatun – Jizheng – Tian Qi.

Ji Qingyun – Fang Jun – Tian Qi.

Ji Qingyun – Chen Wuyong – eunuch – Tian Qi.

Ji Qingyun – Tian Qi.

Between the lights and the fire, Ji Heng suddenly strung up all the clues and finally weaved out a truth: Ji Qingyun was secretly schemed by Chen Wuyong, and her daughter was exiled in tianjiatun. She took advantage of Tian’s false identity to become a eunuch in the palace. She wanted to take the opportunity to revenge.

Ji Zheng went to tianjiatun to find Tian Qi’s past.

As a girl, why did Tian Qi enter the palace, why her words and deeds do not seem to be taught by ordinary people, why she hates Fang Jun so much … There is a reasonable explanation for all this.

Ji Heng now has a 90% grasp. Tian Qi is the daughter of Ji Qingyun.

What did Tian Qi go through?

Ji Heng didn’t dare to think about it. What kind of blood feud drives a little girl in her early teens to enter the palace for revenge?

He doesn’t want to think about it. All of a sudden, he was a little depressed. His Tian Qi must have a difficult life, but he didn’t know that she had such a miserable experience. Why should heaven treat such a man so badly?

Ji Heng thought again. ‘In this way, I’m afraid Mr. and Mrs. Ji have…’

No, not just the couple. Ji Heng remembers that Mr. Ji seems to have a son, so?

He had raised a little hope and almost stood up excitedly, but suddenly stopped. He looked suddenly, and finally, he could not sit back on the Dragon chair. If the child really still alive, Tian Qi can’t ignore his only family member for many years.

Ji Heng’s heart was filled with unspeakable pain.

Now, he hopes that the truth will never appear. In that way, Mr. Ji, his wife, and his young son still retain a trace of life in people’s hope.

Ji Heng waved Song Hai away and sat alone in front of the bookcase.

His eyes fell on the little bell again. This time, the cloud of doubt in his mind slowly dispersed, and the picture behind the fog gradually became clear.

He was only eight years old that year and had not yet been made Prince. Although he is just a kid, he always pretends to be more mature than his peers because he is the first son of the royal family. On the night of the Lantern Festival, almost all the people in the capital went out to see fireworks. It’s unnecessary to mention the joy of talking and laughing. Ji Heng also wants to go out with his father and his mother. Still, the father goes to accompany the imperial concubine and ignores her. Ji Heng stayed in Kunning palace for a while. When his mother saw him depressed, she asked Sheng Anhuai to take a lot of people and lead his highness out of the palace to play.

The fireworks in the sky never stop, and the fire tree and silver reflect the whole world as bright as day. Ji Heng’s heart is not so bright. With his hands on his back, he was like God, patrolling the world. Many children on the street laid on fireworks with chopsticks as long as wires. Sheng Anhuai buys a handful for Ji Heng, but Ji Heng doesn’t touch it. “Naive!”! ”

Walking, Ji Heng saw a little girl on the street standing under a tree with this kind of childish fireworks. The tree is a locust tree, black and bare, wrapped with festive red silk and hung with two strings of red lanterns. The little girl is only three or four years old. She is like man-made snow. She is wearing red clothes, with rabbit hair on her neckline and cuff, and a small hairball on her head. She holds bright fireworks in the air and circles it. When she sees Ji Heng stop to see her, she is not shy. She takes the fireworks and passes them to Ji Heng, “here you are, play together.”. “The speech was prolonged

In fact, the little girl’s parents have been watching under the tree. After seeing that it’s Ji Heng, they went forward and asked his highness to have a rest.

Ji Heng is holding flaming fireworks in one hand and pretending to be calm. He nodded with a small face and asked the identity of the other party.

“Ji Qingyun, a servant of Hanlin Academy.”

The Imperial Academy is an exceptional existence. The officials in it are not of high rank, but they are all qualified talents. Many people stay in the Imperial Academy for a few years, when they come out, they can directly advance to the top.

Ji Qingyun then led his daughter, who had come to know him, to salute Ji Heng. “Hurry up, kowtow to your highness. ”

At present, Ji Heng doesn’t care, so he raises his hand and “No need.”. ”

“Your Highness. “Ji Qingyun patted her daughter’s head again. She always wanted to shout. Otherwise, she would not give more face to others.

The little girl looked up at Ji Heng and smiled. Her eyes were bright like the stars of the summer night, “brother. ”

Ji Heng’s heart warmed. He put away the burnt fireworks in his hand and bent down to pick up the little girl.

Clattering, a string of things fell on the ground, hit the bluestone, and made a crisp and pleasant noise.

Ji Qingyun stooped to pick up the thing, shook the soil on it, and said with a smile, “why did it fall again. “He said, trying to put it on the little girl’s wrist.

Ji Heng fixed his eyes to see that it was a string of small bells. The small bells were hidden under her figure, which was not very clear. The fuzzy pattern on the bell is strange, but it’s comfortable to see.

…

Ji Heng came out of his memory and gently stroked the little bell in front of him.

Later, he foolishly set off fireworks with the little girl. He also cheekily followed Ji Qingyun’s family for food and drink. Ji Qingyun was embarrassed to drive him away.

On such a busy and lonely lantern night, he instinctively approached some unexpected warmth.

What about later?

He was made Prince, and his father left some places in Zhan Shi’s mansion for him to choose. He chose Ji Qingyun as the imperial academy assistant.

When Ji Qingyun first came to Zhan Shi’s mansion, he was only in sixth-grade officials. Later, he gradually rose. Ji Qingyun’s talent was exerted and gradually became the prince’s first confidant, but also the eyesore of Chen Wuyong.

Ji Heng’s eyes are a little sore. He closed his eyes and kissed the bell between his lips.

“Ji Zhao, I swear to heaven. In my life, I will protect you. If I disobey the oath, I will be betrayed from generation to generation. ”