The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 439 Setting 39 The Deathly Power Official Wants to Be a Good Man (17)

"I would like to thank the sixth prince in advance."

"You...don't talk to me like this." Zhao Jing thought that he was going to enter the palace tomorrow, he couldn't stay in Ji's mansion, he couldn't see him, he felt a sense of loss, and he couldn't be happy at all.

"Afraid of entering the palace?"

Zhao Jing shook his head slowly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"That's it?" Yuan Jin's narrow, long and deep phoenix eyes fell on the boy's more active face and looked carefully.

I don't know when, the young man's soft and beautiful facial features gave birth to firmness, which did not attract attention.

"I..." Zhao Jing lowered his head slowly, and Nuonuo said, "I'm worried that I won't be able to see you often in the future."

Yuan Jin felt suffocated in his heart, and warmth came to his heart little by little. He slowly held the boy's fingers and put them against his chest. His handsome face was as gentle as the sunshine in March, "If you want to see me in the future, just come back at any time."

They all say, "People's hearts change people's hearts."It seemed that everything he did was remembered by the young man.

"Is it really possible?" The boy opened his moist eyes wide and stared at his side face without blinking.

Yuan Jin nodded without hesitation, her smile was as bright as the sky, and her voice was gentle, "Of course."

The young man happily wrapped his arms around his waist, squeezed himself into his arms, rubbed and rubbed like a kitten, and his words were full of nostalgia, "I'm very happy. I'm really happy."

After a long time, Yuan Jin relaxed his stiff body, raised his hand and rubbed the top of the boy's hair, "You are the prince now, you must have your own majesty."

"No matter who I am, I hope you will treat me as always. If possible, I would rather stay in the mansion forever." The young man looked up at him, his eyes were foggy, and hot tears rolled down drop by drop.

The words of persuasion that had reached his lips were swallowed back, Yuan Jin held the boy's face in both hands, and wiped away his hot tears with his warm fingertips.

The boy could only hear him sigh again and again, "You, there will always be a day when you grow up."

Qiu Wei, who came to deliver the supper instead of Ah Quan, knocked on the door several times but no one came to open the door. She quietly pushed open the crack of the door, facing the sad eyes of the beautiful young man, quietly holding the untouched supper on the original road leave.

The sudden birth of the sixth prince shocked the ministers of the court.

They couldn't help discussing in private that the emperor banned the third prince and whether the fifth prince was paving the way for the sixth prince who was living outside.

However, no matter what they talked about, the sixth prince had already stood above the court.

Moreover, the emperor would let the sixth prince express his opinions when dealing with important affairs of state, and the sixth prince was obviously more favored than the previous third and fifth princes.

From time to time, the courtiers cast their eyes on Ji Yuanjin, the Ji University scholar standing at the forefront.

This is an expert, and he has bet on the treasure a few years ago.

As soon as the new emperor ascends the throne, he is not the first person closest to the new emperor.

However, some officials are not optimistic about Ji Yuanjin.

Speculation has fallen on the future prince, and the royal family will definitely not let him end well.

Yuan Jin, standing in front of the courtiers, often felt people staring at him from behind recently, knowing that those people were envious and jealous of him, he shook his sleeves coldly, and his figure became more upright.

The flowers are blooming, and the fire is cooking oil.That's who he is now.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, the real countdown to his life began.

He raised his eyelids and looked towards the high position, just in time to meet Zhao Jing's complicated gaze, and both of them lowered their eyes without any trace.

What is Zhao Jing thinking at this time?

Are you thinking about how to get rid of this giant greedy person?

Ji Yuanjin licked his lips, the cold smile was fleeting.

The two looked at each other for just a moment. The sixth prince, Zhao Jing, who looked away, focused his eyes on the memorial in his hand, hiding his worries about Ji Yuanjin.

When he was in Ji Mansion before, he only knew that most of the officials in the court did not deal with Ji Yuanjin.

Now, standing in a high position in the court, he clearly saw the jealousy and disgust towards Ji Yuanjin in the eyes of civil and military officials.

His heart became more and more clear, and many officials hoped that Ji Yuanjin would have a bad future.

"Sixth prince, please tell us the solution to the disaster in Gansu this time." The aged emperor noticed that his prince was distracted, and frowned dissatisfied.

As for the solution to the successive droughts in Gansu, Ji Yuanjin was given some advice yesterday. Zhao Jing, who was wearing the prince's court uniform, walked up to the civil and military officials and followed the ideas drawn up yesterday.

The civil and military officials in the court, especially those old courtiers, were very disdainful at first.

A 16-year-old boy, no matter how witty he is, can know much about national affairs.

But sitting on the dragon chair was their monarch, an emperor who had been mighty all his life, so he could only listen with impatience.

Listening and listening, their eyes lit up, or they were old or in the prime of life or upright and kind, and when they went to look at the young man, their eyes were already filled with admiration.

Although they live in the temple, they are narrow-minded. It turns out that there are really talented people in the world.

It is a blessing for the country, for them, and for the people to have such a prince.

After Zhao Jing finished speaking, he returned to his original position, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the handsome young man in the official uniform of Jinji Buzi.

He has not been exposed to major national affairs for a long time, and he has a lot to learn.Every time it is the young people who take the trouble to give pointers to themselves.

As far as the drought in Gansu is concerned, he only thought of the method of disaster relief. It was the young people who reminded him to find suitable preventive measures to improve the local economic construction and seek the well-being of the people.

Last night, the two of them deliberated about a series of feasible measures for this matter and went to the palace one by one.

Young officials had to stay in his palace.

He and the young man slept on the same couch, under the same quilt, and had the first sweet dream since entering the palace.

In the dream, he pulled the young man who wanted to soar back to the mortal world, and imprisoned him by his side day and night to accompany him.

"Your Majesty, the good plan put forward by the sixth prince is feasible, and I will implement it with the support of my ministers."

"My minister agrees."

"My minister agrees."

……

More and more civil and military officials were seconded, and a large number of them knelt down one after another.

The aged emperor looked sideways at his gentle and humble sixth prince, and when he thought of the "Ode to the People's Livelihood" he wrote when he was 15 years old, his majestic eyes became more loving.

This is his son, the dragon son with his blood flowing, with a mind as sharp and astute as his.

Even if he passes away now, this child can still be on his own.

At this time, Xia Riqing and sunlight shone into the hall from the outside, passed over all the civil and military officials smoothly, and fell directly on the shoulder of the only young official standing in the front row of the hall, covering him with a layer of clear and bright light.

The young man himself didn't know it, and he was still standing there coldly, resigned from the world and independent like a fairy who is not stained with dust, Gaohua and abstinence like a Buddha who cannot be desecrated by mortals.

Zhao Jing stretched out his hand in a trance, wanting to pull him into this mortal world and into his side as in a dream, but was stopped by the young man raising his eyes flutteringly.

Since then, he has never been fascinated by the beauty of others, and there has never been another person in the world who can charm him.

Zhao Jing was full of heart and eyes, and imprinted the name "Ji Yuanjin" like an iron brand, which has been unforgettable ever since.

(End of this chapter)