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Chapter 1789: Pretending to be crazy and pretending to be tough (Thanks to ¡®Justin_yu¡¯ for becoming the new leader of this book!)

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    The whole city of Taiyuan is under martial law.

    The outside of Prince Jin's Mansion became a military camp, and the sergeants worked in two shifts to surround the place.

    A team of sergeants removed the threshold and drove an ox cart in to deliver food.

    Jiang Mi stood aside and watched the palace servants unloading the goods. The sergeants stared at them coldly, showing no intention of helping.

    No meat, no oil or water, just rice and noodles, no vegetables.

    This is the treatment of prisoners!

    Jiang Mi dragged his heavy steps to see Zhu Jiyi.

    Zhu Jiyi has changed into plain clothes, which are dazzlingly white.  He was copying Buddhist scriptures, and it was said that he wanted to pray for Emperor Daxing and wish the new emperor all the best.

    Hearing the footsteps, Zhu Jiyi raised his head and asked, "Is Xue Lu still unwilling to meet with me?"

    Jiang Mi nodded and said: "Your Highness, the blockade outside is still there. Xue Lu refuses to show up. The daily supply is rice and noodles, with no vegetables. Your Highness, let's"

    Zhu Jiyi smiled and said: "It's okay. Although I want to go to the capital to pay homage, it's the same in the palace. When the heart is there, it's stronger than anything else. Now is the period of filial piety, how can we eat meat and fish? Rice and noodles are perfect. You  Suppress them and don't make any noise, otherwise no matter who they are, you can do whatever you want."

    Jiang Mi lowered his eyes and saw a pair of slightly trembling feet. He knew that His Highness was trying to calm down, and he was probably extremely panicked.

    A few days ago, he was still wearing the clothes of the feudal king, and then he asked a chamberlain to wear plain clothes and show his face from time to time, making outsiders think it was him.

    But since Xue Lu refused to see him, Zhu Jiyi consciously changed his clothes and began to copy Buddhist scriptures.  It is said that he chanted Buddha's name three thousand times every day to pray for Emperor Daxing.

    "Is His Highness about to ascend the throne?"

    Zhu Jiyi asked happily.

    Jiang Mi felt dizzy and said casually: "Yes, according to the time, it should be these few days. The three invitations should be over"

    "Three invitations and four invitations, three rejections and four acceptances, this is the procedure. Even if you can't wait to be the emperor, you still have to go through the motions.

    Zhu Jiyi sighed: "It's so easy to achieve this prosperous age! If you go to see Yang Wuhou again, just say I want to write another letter to His Highness, but I don't know if it is possible."

    When Jiang Mi left, Zhu Jiyi's expression suddenly changed and he asked, "Maybe dig a tunnel to get out?"

    A man came in from the side door and bowed: "Your Highness, you can't. Xue Lu buried a big urn outside the house to monitor and dig holes."

    Zhu Jiyi nodded, and just when the man was about to leave, the Buddhist scriptures and papers on the desk flew up.

    The man looked at the paper floating in the air, feeling frightened and hurriedly knelt down.

    Although Zhu Jiyi was trapped in the house at this time, it would not be troublesome to kill him.

    His eyes moved down and he saw that Zhu Jiyi had stood up, his face flushed.

    "They're all rubbish! Trash!"

    Zhu Jiyi waved his hands and roared: "Yuan Xi and Lei Du are useless! They have failed my king's trust, and the people who intercepted them are even more useless. They all deserve to die! I should have killed them long ago!"

    He was breathing loudly, like a trapped animal.

    "When did Fang Xing return to Beijing? Is the Xuan Mansion just a show-off? Why didn't he intercept it? This is treason! Fang Xing is treasonous! Someone is coming! Fang Xing is treasonous!"

    Several guards came in outside the door. They stared blankly at the crazy Zhu Jiyi, thinking that this man was crazy.

    "Here comes someone! Fang Xing is plotting rebellion, he is plotting rebellion!"

    Zhu Jiyi ran around the hall like a madman. Gradually, he looked into the void and stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to take on something.

    "That's Emperor Wen coming to pick me up."

    Zhu Jiyi knelt down devoutly and lowered his head, as if someone was stroking the top of his head.

    Xue Lu watched this scene coldly from outside the palace, and the sergeant beside him waved away the guards.

    "I saw Emperor Taizu Gao. Look, the Buddha's light"

    Zhu Jiyi stretched out his hand as if he wanted to grab something, and then stood up again.  He turned around a few times and said with a desperate expression: "Gone, everyone is gone! Why don't you take me with you?"

    "There is sunshine outside, the prince should go and bask in the sun to get rid of those ambitions and nastiness!"

    Zhu Jiyi slowly turned around and looked at Xue Lu, and said with a silly smile: "Who are you? Why do you dare not kneel in front of this king? Fight! Whoever comes, fight him out!"

    After seeing Xue Lu,What are you doing out here?  It is said that you take the Young Master as your example, but in my opinion, you can't even reach the Young Master's toes. Tell me, how did you hook up with Wen Fang?  "

    Yuan Xi was stunned, and then smiled: "Are you still thinking about dealing with the literati in the south? Fang Xing, you really have to take it one step at a time. Unfortunately, I don't know that Wen Fang was only incited by Huang Yan."

    "Huang Yan? He didn't have a chance to talk secretly with Wen Fang."

    Fang Xing shook his head and said, "If you still want to suffer less before you go, then be more honest, otherwise I will personally teach you how to behave."

    When Yuan Xi saw Fang Xing take out a small bag, his eyes narrowed and he said: "Since the matter has been lost, there is no need to cover up the matter. Wen Fang likes to be convinced, but he just encouraged him to hate Zhang Mao."  It penetrated into his bones, and then made him write down something treasonous while he was taking medicine" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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