The servant told Ji Lin that the eldest lady was back.
Ji Lin's heart moved. It was Qingling. What did she do when she came back? After the last thing, he thought Ji Qingling would never step into the prime minister's house again.
Xu Yinluo said to him, "since someone is looking for you, I'll go first. I'll discuss with you when I enter the house."
"What is daddy looking at?"
As soon as Ji Qingling came in, he saw Ji Lin and looked at the wall. He couldn't help asking.
Ji Lin looked back and began to put his pot of flowers and plants: "it's just a look. It's nothing."
Ji Qingling smiled. She watched Ji Lin trim flowers and plants for a long time: "ling'er doesn't know when his father was so leisurely and elegant. He didn't go to court, but he was playing with these flowers and plants at home."
Ji Lintou said without raising his head, "it's no harm to stay at home more when you're old."
"Don't my father want my sister? I heard that Prince Rui left Kyoto with his sister. Does my father know where they have gone?"
Ji Qingling watched Ji Lin's expression and wanted to see something from his expression. Unfortunately, he didn't see anything.
Ji Lin only answered lightly, "when the children are old, they are naturally made up of their parents. I don't know where they have gone."
"Since my father doesn't know my sister's whereabouts, ling'er can leave."
Ji Qingling got up and was about to leave. Ji Lin shouted, "stop!"
Ji Qingling turned and looked at him: "Dad, do you have any other orders?"
Although Ji Qingling is not his own, he has had feelings for more than 20 years. Seeing her indifferent appearance now, Ji Lin still feels a little uncomfortable.
Ji Lin moved his lips, but he only vomited a sentence for a long time: "ling'er, after all, my father owes you. No matter what you want to do, stop."
Ji Lin doesn't want her to participate in Nangong Lan's persecution of the palace. Whether it succeeds or fails, all that remains is eternal abuse. If she turns back now, it's still time.
"Stop?" the expression on Ji Qingling's face finally changed. She asked Ji Lin coldly: "did you really treat me as your daughter in your heart for more than 20 years?"
The father who thought he loved him had always regarded himself as a chess piece, but the purpose was to protect his real daughter Ji Qingxue. The only mother who loved herself died in front of her, telling her how to let go and how to put it down.
She Ji Qingling couldn't swallow this tone. She wanted all the people who owed them to pay back a hundred times. She wanted them to crawl at their feet and couldn't turn over all their life.
"Do you remember when my mother and I lived in the east courtyard, my mother thought these plum trees were out of the way, so she ordered to cut them down. That was the first time my father was angry with my mother."
At that time, Ji Qingling was frightened. His father pinched her mother's neck fiercely. His eyes were as fierce as a beast, which was very terrible.
Ji Qingling cried on one side. In the past, as long as she cried, her father would hold herself dearly. But that day, no matter how she cried, even if she cried, her father didn't look at her again.
"Now I think you're angry because that man left you these plum trees, right?"
Because she planted it herself, the mother who ordered to cut down the tree was so angry that she almost killed her.
"My poor mother, I still believe you love her to death."
Ji Qingling went under the plum blossom tree, raised his hand and gently stroked the trunk: "Dad, just keep your eyes open. One day, I want Ji Qingxue to bear the pain like me. Life is better than death."
Ji Lin shook his head and sighed. Ji Qingling is now blinded by hatred. She just wants revenge. If she goes on like this, something will happen to her sooner or later.
"Ling er..."
"Don't call me! The Ji Qingling in your mouth is dead. Now I'm just the crown prince's side imperial concubine and has nothing to do with the prime minister's house. I'm here to end it with you today. See you later. You and I are sworn enemies."
After saying that, Ji Qingling turned and went out of the east courtyard, but as soon as her front foot stepped out of the door, she seemed to be drained of all her strength, paralyzed on the ground, and tears fell unconsciously.
She covered her chest and swallowed the sobs and pain in her throat. Ji Qingling, you are not qualified to cry. Your mother's Revenge has not been avenged yet!
Her face showed a cruel look. Ji Qingxue and we have just started. Don't worry, I will send you down to reunite with your mother.
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Nangong LAN went to the palace. Nangong Xuan had just finished reading the memorial and was resting at the moment.
"My son's minister sends his father's greetings."
Nangong Xuan waved his hand and motioned him to get up: "how can I remember to come into the palace to see me today?"
Nangong Lan said with a smile, "my son wanted to come into the palace early in the morning, but recently my father was busy with government affairs. My son really didn't dare to disturb your rest, so I delayed to greet my father in the future."
"Well, there's no need to say more about these polite words! Is there anything to see me in the palace at this time?"
"My father is wise and wise. My son's minister entered the Palace this time for the flood in the northwest."
Recently, there have been successive floods in the northwest, which have flooded many areas. Hundreds of thousands of people have been affected, the people are unable to live, and the bodies are everywhere. This is what Nangong Xuan has been worried about these days.
"My son knows that my father is very worried about the northwest recently and can't sleep at night. My son has a plan. Maybe it can solve my father's worries."
"Really? Tell me."
"At present, the most important thing is to collect money for disaster relief. I think it's better to collect money among hundreds of officials first, and then push down according to the level. In this way, the money for disaster relief will no longer be a problem."
Nangong Xuan raised his mouth and said, "is this what you think?"
Nangong LAN didn't understand what he meant, but Nangong Xuan suddenly changed his face: "It would be a good plan if it were normal, but you completely forgot to judge the situation. Now Qi and Wei are eyeing our big Yan. The great Yan country can't even take hundreds of thousands of liang of disaster relief money. If it is spread, how will others look at me big Yan? If Qi and Wei know that the Treasury is empty, do you think they will be like this Are we safe? "
Nangong Xuan picked up the memorial on the table and threw it at Nangong Lan's head: "I think I'm smart, but why did I give birth to such a confused thing as you? How can I trust to give you the throne in the future?"
"Father..."
"Go away, go away, I don't want to see you again!"
Grandpa Li, who was waiting beside him, patted Nangong Xuan on the back and followed his Qi son for him: "emperor, be careful of the dragon body!"
"He is so angry with me!"
"Emperor, the prince is young and vigorous. Naturally, he can't compare with the emperor's foresight. As long as the prince has more experience, he will be fine."
Nangong Xuan sighed, I hope so, otherwise he really had to consider whether to waste the storage, but he could not hand over the foundation laid by his ancestors to such a waste hand.