My enemies became my companions

Chapter 301 The little fox killed me once (two chapters in one)

Prince Jing's Mansion.

The news of King Annan's withdrawal of troops was urgently delivered to King Jing by the palace attendant. After reading it, this prince, who was quite influential in Dayu Capital, did not feel relieved as the princess had imagined.

"Why is your Majesty so worried?" The princess asked with concern, "Isn't it a good thing that King Annan has passed away?
After the fall of the Lin Party, the Ding'an Party should have gained more power in the court, but due to the powerful enemy at the doorstep, it took one step forward but never dared to take another.

King Jing held the urgent letter in his hand, paced for a while, then sighed and said, "It seems like a good thing, but when King Annan was still here, it was like a sword hanging over the court. No matter how much power the An family abused, they dared not cross the line. But once this person left, the An family had no scruples. No matter how loyal we are to the country, we will eventually fall into a situation where we can't retreat."

After hearing this, the princess did not say anything about looking at the bright side of things, but smiled and said:

"No matter what happens, it will be after the New Year. The New Year is coming. Instead of worrying about others, it is better to take care of your own affairs first and clear the snow in front of your door."

What the princess said made sense. King Jing turned around and put the urgent document aside for a moment. Seeing his wife's gentle brows relaxed, he couldn't help but smile. At this time, the princess brought a cup of tea, which he took with both hands, and then he inadvertently saw that she had an extra wrinkle.

"You said I was worried, but what are you worried about?" King Jing raised his hand and lightly touched the wrinkles.

"I'm not worried at all. I'm just old," the princess replied.

King Jing was speechless for a moment, with mixed feelings in his heart, as if he was crying and laughing at the same time:

"You have one more wrinkle...

The princess smiled gently and said calmly, "I'm not worried. There is nothing missing in the palace. My children are well-fed and well-dressed. Who would worry about this? That's really ignorant."

Prince Jing nodded. As the saying goes, if you can't clean up your own house, how can you clean up the world? So he knew the situation at home very well. Although Prince Jing's Mansion was not as luxurious as Prince Xiang's, he was still a king on equal footing with the king. The silver allocated by the Ministry of Clan Affairs alone was as much as nine thousand taels, and this was only a small amount. The palace had many farms under its name, and some business companies named after others. After the collapse of Prince Xiang's Mansion, Prince Jing's wealth suddenly became the largest in Beijing.

The Prince Jing's Mansion has never been in a deficit situation for decades. Don't underestimate this. Nearly half of the wealthy families in the capital are in deficit every year, but they still live well.

A penny can make a hero fall. If Prince Jing's Mansion did not have so much income, it would definitely not be able to support a Ding'an Party, let alone so many masters.

There were some footsteps coming from outside the screen.

"come in."

King Jing changed his tone and spoke.

A man in green robe with fire patterns came in immediately. Yin Weiying wore a偃月冠 on his head and cloud boots skimming the ground as he walked slowly. The peach wood sword he carried with him hung at his waist, with gold threads hanging down like floating clouds.

Seeing that it was the eldest daughter, King Jing softened his tone and said:
"Wei Ying, why are you here?"

Yin Weiying pursed his lips slightly and said softly:
"Greetings to you."

As she spoke, the nun clasped her hands together in a bow, and bent her waist slightly.

Seeing this, the princess smiled and said:
"You've been in seclusion for a lot less time these days, and you even took the initiative to greet us. Have you achieved something?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Weiying raised the corners of his mouth calmly and said in a clear voice:
"Mother, I have been visiting various Taoist temples these days, and discussing Taoism with a group of Taoist friends. I have had some realizations in my mind many times, but I have never been able to get to the point. Yesterday, I suddenly saw the sky was dark and the sun was dim, and I finally had some realizations."

As she spoke, she pretended to be somewhat proud.

Seeing the child showing off secretly while greeting on the surface, the princess smiled, and King Jing beside her also relaxed his brows.

Seeing this scene, the nun breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what she had cultivated or whether she had any sudden realization, as long as it was not a breakthrough, she would not come to pay her respects like this.

But the problem is...

She fell into depravity.

Being taken advantage of by Wuming has brought me down to a lower realm...

Now that her realm has dropped drastically, she naturally has to take the initiative to greet her parents and dispel their doubts. Otherwise, what should she do if they suddenly ask her about her realm one day?

Could it be that your daughter cultivated a cauldron and became the cauldron of the enemy of Prince Jing’s mansion…

Yin Weiying shuddered at the thought.

But on her face, the nun still looked relaxed and contented, with bright eyes and a radiant look.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Yin Weiying looked back and saw a servant coming in after asking for permission, apparently coming to report something.

King Jing said directly: "Just tell me what you want to say."

"Your Highness, the list of names for the poetry festival has been drafted. Would Your Highness like to take a look at it?" the servant said.

"Of course I have to take a look. Let the princess see it first." King Jing waved his hand.

The servant handed the list to the princess.

As the New Year approaches, there is an endless stream of social interactions between scholars and writers, among which poetry gatherings and drinking parties are the most popular. The Prince Jing's Mansion is not immune to this and holds poetry gatherings every year. However, after Yin Weiying began to practice Taoism, he no longer attended the gatherings.

Now seeing her mother holding the list and looking through it carefully, Yin Weiying didn't have much idea. She could write poems, of course, but most of them were Qingci and gathas, which were too abstruse for poetry gatherings, so she had never been very interested in poetry gatherings.

When Princess Jing saw that her parents' attention was focused on the list, she thought to herself that she had passed a hurdle and was about to raise her hand to say goodbye.

The princess looked at the list and thought of something. She looked at her eldest daughter, then at King Jing, and then said:
"By the way, is there any sign of Wei Ying's Taoist partner?"

Yin Weiying shuddered and suddenly stopped what he was doing.

King Jing thought for a moment and murmured:

"Yes, it was the captain named Min Ning. However, it is not good to interfere in the affairs of Taoist couples, so this king rarely asks about it."

As they spoke, the prince and princess turned their heads, and both pairs of eyes stared at Yin Weiying with some curiosity.

Yin Weiying had a lot of pain to say, he silently recited the Supreme Forgetfulness Method to calm his mind, then raised his eyes and smiled calmly, gathered his sleeves slightly, and said in a clear voice:

"The most important thing in cultivating immortals is to rely on fate. If fate has not arrived, you can't rush it. I used to be very anxious, but now I have let it go. It is better to follow the will of heaven."

The princess was greatly surprised when these words were spoken, and Prince Jing could not help but nod slightly, suppressing his expression and not showing the pride in his heart.

Now their daughter has developed a character that is indifferent to fame and fortune. She is neither happy nor sad because of material things. Anyone who sees her will be amazed, as if she is a natural born Taoist.

"Alas, it's a pity that it's a daughter, otherwise the palace would be yours." King Jing sighed, and then sighed: "Fortunately, it's a daughter, otherwise your father would not want you to practice immortality."

The princess smiled as brightly as a flower, pointed at King Jing and said, "Look at you, Weiying. Your father is always worried about gain and loss, and he doesn't know the principle that fortune and misfortune are interdependent."

Yin Weiying saw the parents teasing each other in the palace and was touched. Then he remembered something and gently took out a bottle of pills from his arms.

Yin Weiying placed the bottle of medicine on the table and said softly:
"This medicine can invigorate blood circulation and nourish the skin. My master gave it to me. Please use it, mother."

After saying this, she bowed and left.

After Yin Weiying left, the princess pressed the wrinkles on her forehead, held the pill in both hands, turned her head and looked at King Jing, and the couple both smiled.

King Jing shook his head, sighed and laughed: "It is often said that those who practice Taoism must cut off from the worldly affairs. The way she looks... it seems that her practice is still not complete." "How can it be possible that the prince is not happy when his children are filial to him?" the princess scolded.

King Jing said with a gentle look, "I just hope... this girl can get what she wants. She has been interested in the deeds of immortals since she was a child. After being accepted as a disciple by Mount Taihua, she has been dreaming of becoming an immortal."

The princess nodded slightly, turned her head and looked at the list, after looking at it for a long time.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, King Jing turned around and asked:

"Is there anything wrong with this list?"

The princess shook her head and said:
"There are no omissions in this list. All the middle and upper-class families in the capital are included. However, there is one person who seems... it would be disrespectful not to invite him."

King Jing asked doubtfully:
"Who?"

"That Captain Chen who has become famous recently." The princess said cautiously. She naturally knew how many conflicts this man had with Prince Jing's Mansion.

King Jing's face fell almost instantly, and he said gloomily:
"This boy? This boy and my Jingwang Mansion are at loggerheads. I have tried to kill him many times but failed. Why do I have to invite him to my home in a nice way?"

"After all, the Lin Party has collapsed, and he is highly regarded by the Queen Mother. I think there is no fundamental conflict between him and the palace." The princess persuaded, "He will surely have a prosperous career in the future. Instead of just letting him stay like this, it is better to invite him to your home. Even if we can't end our grudges with a smile, we can at least keep our distance from each other in the future."

King Jing was still dissatisfied. Although the feud between Chen Yi and the palace was a long time ago, King Jing couldn't even count how many wings Chen Yi had broken in the palace. He was a thorn in his side.

"How can I be such a coward to forget all grudges with just a smile?"

King Jing rolled up his sleeves and turned his face away from the princess.

"But…"

"But what but?" King Jing said in an unfriendly tone.

The princess lowered her voice and said, "The last time I went to the palace, I heard from the queen that... Wei Ying seemed to be in love with that captain Chen..."

boom!
King Jing immediately slammed the table and said harshly:

"How is that possible? My Jingwang Mansion has such a huge grudge against him, and you said Wei Ying and his enemy are in love? If that's true, I will rush to the Donghua Gate and fight him to the death!"

"But, Your Majesty, I am at least a fifth-rank warrior, listed in the Spring and Autumn Register..."

King Jing angrily said: "I can't beat him, won't I just run into his blade and die?!"

After saying this, King Jing took a sip of tea, as if he was drinking a wine of determination.

King Jing had heard about the close relationship between Yin Weiying and Chen Yi, but he was busy with other affairs at that time and did not pay much attention to it. Moreover, such a thing was extremely impossible according to common sense, so when he recalled it later, he just thought it was a rumor.

Now that the princess brought it up, Prince Jing became angry for some reason.

Then he calmed down a little, thought about it for a while, and suddenly found various doubts, among which the biggest one was particularly eye-catching.

This is clearly...

Rumors deliberately spread in the palace!

"You just said that you heard this from the palace."

Seeing the princess nodded, King Jing felt relieved and said:

"You...how can you believe what the witch queen said? Although Wei Ying practices Taoism and doesn't care about worldly views, and doesn't care about a partner's background, he will never fall in love with that kind of person no matter what."

The princess whispered: "I'm just worried..."

"What is there to worry about? Never mind, just send him an invitation and ask him to come. I will meet him in person and let him see what it means to be magnanimous. Of course, if he dares to damage Wei Ying's reputation, I will not let him go easily."

King Jing originally did not want to invite Chen Yi to the poetry gathering, but when the princess mentioned it, he felt that he could not damage Yin Weiying's good reputation. What's more, they had been living in peace with each other for a long time, so it was not unacceptable to invite Chen Yi to the poetry gathering.

Prince Jing and Princess Jing were chatting in the hall as if no one was around.

Neither of them noticed at all.

Yin Weiying, who had been hiding in a blind corner and eavesdropped on all this, was already trembling with fear.

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At dusk, Chen Yi walked towards the courtyard of his home.

On the way back, Chen Yi's mind was filled with the images of Qin Qingluo, Zhu E, and Zhou Yitong.

He was in a melancholy mood today. Even though Zhou Yitang later helped him to advance and enter the Golden Elixir stage, Chen Yi's melancholy did not disappear.

The dusk fell to the west and the night gradually enveloped the capital. Neither the moon nor the stars were visible, and it was almost pitch dark. Only a faint light was seen in the house.

Chen Yi stood in the alley, looking at the light in the house from afar. This small courtyard had no gorgeous clothes, nor carved beams and painted rafters, only ordinary eaves, nameless old trees, and Yin Tingxue who brought him tea and water every night. Unknowingly, he had lived in this secluded small courtyard for nearly half a year.

Qin Qingluo and Zhu E have left Beijing, Min Ning is also preparing to leave Beijing, and Zhou Yitong and Yin Tingxue will eventually return to Cangwu Peak of Yinjian Mountain. This capital city is like an inn. Yesterday, they were still fellow villagers, but tomorrow they will be strangers again.

Chen Yi himself will also leave sooner or later, just a little later than them.

Chen Yi exhaled, wiped his face, and said to himself with a smile:
"There's still a lot of time to go."

After muttering to himself, Chen Yi slowly stepped into the yard.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Zhou Yitang had already returned home. She was sitting in the living room, sipping tea from the tea bowl in one hand. When Yin Tingxue saw Chen Yi come in, she put down the book and walked over with tea.

Chen Yi took the tea, then pulled out a chair and sat down next to Zhou Yitang.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yi said:

"You left too hastily. I still have a lot of things to ask you."

Zhou Yitang said without looking at him:

"But it doesn't matter."

In order to calm down and not want him to see her sad face, she left suddenly.

So there are indeed things that should be explained that have not been explained.

Chen Yi organized his words, then glanced sideways at Yin Tingxue.

The little fox didn't understand and raised his hand to scratch his hair.

Chen Yi turned his head and looked back at Zhou Yitang, and said softly:

"Do you know that the little fox killed me once?"

I suddenly had a lot of inspiration these two days. I tried to write it down and sort out everything before leaving Beijing.

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(End of this chapter)