Jing Xingzhi’s Daily Life in Ancient Times

The two of them were chatting, while Li Jiarui on the other side caught a good opportunity.

After Jing Xingzhi left, Wang Zhuang also left for business. Only Jing Xingzhi’s luggage and the young eunuch who had originally served in the palace were left in the Xihe Palace.

Li Jiarui gave an order, and everything in Jing Xingzhi’s bag was rummaged through.

The congratulatory gift that Fang Qichen had asked Jing Xingzhi to send was a painting by a great painter from the past dynasties, ancient antiques were extremely valuable.

The ancient painting still depicted the pre-Yan and Qing Dynasties, and its meaning was even better, which was extremely rare.

The painting ended up being taken away by Li Jiarui.

In addition to Fang Qichen’s share, Jing Xingzhi also prepared a painting as a gift and had placed it with Fang Qichen’s ancient paintings.

Jing Xingzhi had painted a corner of Huanshui Academy. Fang Qichen was seated in the painting, with the cute and pretty Fang Yaojun beside him. Behind them were lush green trees, a chess game beside them, and a fat black dog at their feet.

The painting conveyed leisure and comfort, which made people want to see the place in the painting.

The old man seemed to miss the second senior brother very much, so Jing Xingzhi wanted to use the painting to seduce people. If he could trick people into going to Huanshui County, he would definitely make the old man happy for a while. Yes, Jing Xingzhi had released the dragon bait, but now he was in trouble.

Since it was written that the artist was Jing Xingzhi, the painting was ravaged, several large footprints were printed on it, and finally, it was closed and put into a brocade box.

Li Jiarui, who had stepped on the painting, didn’t know that he was stepping on his father’s teacher’s face.

He just looked at the name Jing Xingzhi and felt contempt in his heart, thinking he wanted to wait for Jing Xingzhi to come and beg for the paintings. In the end, he could not use his royalty status in front Jing Xingzhi.

At such a young age, Li Jiarui could not accept Jing Xingzhi as his uncle.

What was his status in the palace? He smashed a prince’s head last year, but it was still okay. The lawless devil was not a nickname for nothing!

Li Jiarui succeeded and happily took the ancient paintings to Ning Yongyuan to show off.

Ning Yongyuan was a little worried: “Wouldn’t it be bad to steal something?”

“What are afraid of? He wouldn’t dare to complain. How could anyone bother my father with such a trivial matter? Besides, if he dared to complain, let’s just send the things back secretly,” Li Jiarui said confidently.

Seeing that Ning Yongyuan was still frowning, Li Jiarui simply said: “I don’t do this kind of thing once or twice, no need to worry! Father won’t punish me.”

Li Jiarui didn’t know anything else. He could see the humbleness of those people who were careful to please his father and never trouble him.

The more words he said were just to calm Yongyuan’s heart. He expected that man surnamed Jing would only come to him to settle the score and would not dare to file a complaint if he knew it was him.

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An hour passed when Jing Xingzhi finished talking about his experience raising children.

During this long time, Li Jiarui, who was waiting in the Royal Garden not far away, felt very sad.

After being able to chat with his father for so long, what on earth were they talking about? He must ask when he came back so that he could find more about his father in the future.

Jing Xingzhi didn’t know these things. He returned to Xihe Palace and took a short nap before he realized something was wrong.

What was wrong was the little eunuchs who were serving him? They all looked very nervous, as if they were afraid of something.

Jing Xingzhi thought about it and opened the brocade box containing the gifts.

Something was missing!

The ancient paintings were gone.

Jing Xingzhi opened the edited scroll of paintings he had made and saw large shoe prints in the white space. One of the shoe prints was even printed on the bodies of Fang Qichen and Fang Yaojun in the portrait.

Jing Xingzhi suppressed his rising anger and grabbed a trembling little eunuch.

He asked: “Who has been here? And who did it.”

The little eunuch said tremblingly: “Second, second, second highness, your highness is waiting for…”

Jing Xingzhi’s face did not change after hearing this, but his cold air frightened the little eunuch on his side to escape.

Jing Xingzhi rolled up the painting in his hand, picked up the long brocade box together, and went out.

Coming toward Jing Xingzhi was Li Jiarui, who learned that Jing Xingzhi had noticed something strange.

Li Jiarui was very anxious and took Ning Yongyuan to the outside of Xihe Palace, waiting to harvest the sweet fruits.

Li Jiarui, who looked at Jing Xingzhi alone from a distance, raised his chin and smiled at Ning Yongyuan: “Yongyuan, look!”

Ning Yongyuan pursed his lips and smiled very implicitly. But in his heart, he was crazy happy!

‘Jing Xingzhi, you, from a poor family, should be a small scholar in a small place. What kind of teacher should you study under, and what kind of exam should you take to be a scholar? You shouldn’t have come out of Huanshui County! In this capital city, I will let you know what a local snake is.’