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Chapter 192 Liu Jing’s tragic childhood

"Because before Li Changkong surpassed Chen Qianyuan in discussing Taoism, His Highness's plan had already failed." Ziyi replied.

"Even if Li Changkong loses this battle to invite the Zhenwu Emperor to come to the world, what will happen?"

"He can still go to the forum to give lectures. By then, the people in Qiandu City will still be more willing to listen to his lectures than Chen Qianyuan!"

"What Chen Qianyuan should really do is not to fight with Li Changkong, but to argue with him again, and to defeat Li Changkong openly in front of thousands of people."

"In this way, the public opinion of deposing the crown prince and establishing King Jing can ferment."

"It's a pity...Chen Qianyuan obviously doesn't have such ability."

"So, I advise Your Highness to think of other ways as soon as possible."

"If Chen Qianyuan alone wants to bring down Li Changkong, it's probably impossible."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Jing's face suddenly turned ugly.

But he had to admit that Ziyi's analysis of the situation made sense.

But... there are other ways. Now that the situation in the court is not in his favor, he originally wanted to use public opinion to create constraints for the prince, but was resolved by Li Changkong. Now that things have happened, how can there be any other way?

Liu Jing felt a little headache, so he closed his eyes, leaned on the seat, pressed his eyelids with his right hand, and started kneading.

When he is anxious, he often likes to use this posture to relieve himself.

At this moment, Liu Jing thought a lot, and his thoughts unconsciously drifted back to his childhood.

At that time, he and his mother lived in Huaijingyuan next door to Renshou Palace.

He vaguely remembered that Emperor Jing Xing would go to Renshou Palace to meet the empress almost every day.

But I have never stepped into their desolate little courtyard.

Every winter, there are charcoal fires in Renshou Palace, making it as warm as spring and summer.

In Huai Jing Garden, there were not two or three charcoal fires visible throughout the whole winter.

He and his mother could only keep adding quilts to the bed.

But even after searching the entire Huaijingyuan, there were only two or three quilts.

Late at night, he could clearly feel his mother shivering from the cold.

Later, the queen gave birth to a dragon son, and the emperor was very happy and regarded her as the prince.

Later, the emperor came to Renshou Palace more and more often.

There are more and more objects and furnishings in Renshou Palace.

Even the food and clothing expenses of the eunuchs and maids seemed to be much better than that of the prince.

At least...you don't have to worry about hunger.

He vaguely remembered that one evening, with the lights of Renshou Palace reflected in his eyes, he asked his mother if she would have endless food and endless charcoal fires if she became the prince.

Mother said nothing, the lights of Renshou Palace were reflected in her eyes, and she only nodded slightly.

He asked again how he could become a prince.

His mother seemed to be startled by him. After she recovered, she began to scold him loudly and warned him not to have such thoughts in the future.

But...even so, the lights of Renshou Palace will always be reflected in his eyes from now on.

It wasn't until many years later that he realized that only the eldest son could become the prince, and that he was just a drunken man and the impulsive act of Emperor Jing Xing.

And his mother, unlike Queen Lu, came from a prominent family.

Just a pretty palace maid.

Therefore, Liu Yu is the prince, a prince who is praised to the clouds.

And he is scum, scum that has been stepped into the dirt!

After a long time, King Jing opened his eyes. The anxiety in his eyes was no longer but unusually calm.

In fact, he was very timid. When he was bullied as a child, the most common thing he did was to run into his mother's arms and cry.

However, after experiencing so many things, he understood one thing.

Some things have to be fought for!

Otherwise, you won’t be able to survive!

"I know, I will find another way. You and Heijian can be on call at any time." Liu Jing calmed down completely, stood up, and said expressionlessly.

Seeing Liu Jing about to leave, Ziyi also stood up in a hurry: "I heard that His Highness has been having some sleep discomfort recently and has frequent nightmares."

"I specially found a recipe and cooked a soothing soup for Your Highness."

"Your Highness, would you like to give it a try?"

Ziyi looked at Liu Jing, his beautiful eyes shining with hope.

When Liu Jing heard this, he frowned and wanted to leave.

But after thinking for a moment, he finally sat down and said in an unwavering tone: "Thank you for taking the trouble."

Seeing this, the look on Ziyi's face suddenly brightened, and he said: "Your Highness, please wait here for a while, and I will go and bring you the calming soup."

After saying this, he turned around and left.

Liu Jing looked at the graceful and uneven back of Zi Yi, but he just frowned and sighed helplessly.

After a while, Ziyi brought the soothing soup over.

However, what was a bit strange was that she did not bring the tray, but the porcelain bowl directly.

"Your Highness, please try it." He said and handed the porcelain bowl to Liu Jing.

When Liu Jing saw this, he had no choice but to reach out and pick it up.

It's just that the porcelain bowl is only so big after all, and if all four hands are holding it, they will inevitably touch each other.

When Liu Jing's skin came into contact with Zi Yi's skin, he felt an electric current running through the back of his hand, and his hand shook involuntarily. In an instant, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

When Ziyi saw this, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, as if he was a little confused.

When Liu Jing saw this, he quickly adjusted his expression and said, "It's okay. Since the soup has been spilled, I'll drink it next time."

After saying this, he turned around and left without stopping.

When Ziyi saw his decisively leaving figure, the expression on his face was somewhat resentful.

But no one noticed that there was a brilliant light hidden deep in his eyes!

Just now, even though Liu Jing had already hidden it well.

But she still noticed that the moment the other person's hand touched hers, Liu Jing became obviously panicked and couldn't even hold the porcelain bowl!

You know, as a child of the royal family, Liu Jing has practiced martial arts.

Not only is he proficient in bow and horse, but he is also extremely skilled in hand skills. Why can't he even hold a bowl?

Could it be...

Ziyi's eyes flashed, becoming more and more excited.

It's just that it's still well hidden, and no undue emotion is exposed.

Tonight’s trial was a fruitful one!

At the same time, the palace, Nuan Pavilion!

"What? How to do it? Invite Emperor Zhenwu to come to the world?" Emperor Jing Xing was dumbfounded when he heard Zheng Ying's report.

"Is this bastard Li Changkong addicted to being a Taoist priest?" Emperor Jing Xing couldn't help but laugh.

"Perhaps this is a means of delaying time. General Anbei must have another way to break the situation." Zheng Ying guessed.

And his guess is also in line with most people's views on Li Changkong's move.

But Emperor Jing Xing shook his head: "No, no!"

"You can't guess this kid's mind!"

"When he took out the Tao Te Ching that day, didn't you also say that he was stalling for time? Who would have thought that the Tao Te Ching was the means to defeat the enemy?"

"Maybe there will be something different in this fight but the same result."

Hearing this, Zheng Ying immediately swallowed his saliva and said, "Can General Anbei really invite Emperor Zhenwu?"

When Emperor Jingxing heard this, he did not answer directly, but only joked: "The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders."


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