Jing Xingzhi’s Daily Life in Ancient Times

Ning Yongyuan was very satisfied with Jing Xingzhi’s loss to Li Jiarui. Because even if Jing Xingzhi was his father’s biological son, so what? Father Ning was not only a minister of the Li Dynasty but also served under the royal family.

And Ning Yongyuan had a good relationship with these princes and also with the Holy Emperor. Although they had not seen each other much recently, the Holy Emperor had watched Ning Yongyuan grow up! This friendship was beyond comparison!

There was a personal feud between Ning Yongyuan and Jing Xingzhi. Li Jiarui was very unhappy with Jing Xingzhi, who was of similar age with him and because Ning Yongyuan had given him a bad hint about Jing Xingzhi.

The two of them led the eunuch guards and blocked the entrance of Xihe Palace.

Jing Xingzhi ran into the group head-on.

Unlike those led by Li Jiarui and Ning Yongyuan who were full of energy, Jing Xingzhi was followed by a young eunuch. The little eunuch was still trembling, as if he was about to collapse and faint.

Jing Xingzhi had no expectation for these little eunuchs. So, he looked at Li Jiarui and Ning Yongyuan and said in a calm tone, “Two of you, what’s the matter?”

The little eunuch’s phrase “Your Highness is looking for you” had already made it clear that the ancient paintings was in Li Jiarui’s hands and it was Li Jiarui who destroyed the painting made by Jing Xingzhi. But if he thought about it carefully, there was no conflict between Jing Xingzhi and Li Jiarui, so Ning Yongyuan must have been adding fuel to the conflict behind the scenes.

With Li Jiarui’s status and special background, even Li Yunxi would not severely punish him if he caused trouble. Jing Xingzhi was obviously not irrational when he confronted him.

Li Jiarui smiled and said casually, “Mr. Jing, I’m looking for you. I just picked up a painting, and I think it’s pretty good-looking.”

The ancient painting in Li Jiarui’s hand shook, and he caught a familiar look in Jing Xingzhi’s eyeballs.

‘What should you do if you meet a naughty kid?’

There were two situations to deal with.

If someone a naughty child from a stranger’s house, talk to the parents first. If the parents were also aggressive, they could be beaten. If the parents were reasonable, the naughty child would encounter the mother’s punishment or the father’s punishment, or even lively mixed punishments.

But what was more embarrassing was when someone met a naughty kid from the boss’s family or a naughty kid from an acquaintance’s family. Both of them were difficult to beat, and even talking about it was easily embarrassing.

This kid, Li Jiarui, was simply blessed with the best of both worlds.

Jing Xingzhi couldn’t beat him, so he became even more angry when he saw the naughty kid provoking him.

Jing Xingzhi asked Li Jiarui, “Do you know why the flowers are so red?”

Li Jiarui asked confusedly, “What flower?”

Jing Xingzhi didn’t answer and stopped paying attention to him. He looked at the two of them with a cold face: “Since there no flower. Please don’t block my way.”

When Jing Xingzhi was about to leave, Ning Yongyuan felt guilty and said, “His Second Highness just asking about a painting. What are you in hurry?”

Hearing Ning Yongyuan’s words, Li Jiarui came back to his senses.

What flowers? Almost fooled him!

Li Jiarui snorted coldly: “It seems that Mr. Jing doesn’t want to exchange for this painting, and he doesn’t care about this painting.”

Li Jiarui threw the painting into the arms of the guards beside him and circled around Jing Xingzhi: “You want to complain to my father? You really think you are a big shot. I am a prince, who are you? Do you think that the emperor has time to take care of your little things?”

Li Jiarui was putting pressure on Jing Xingzhi. Although Li Jiarui was not afraid of being scolded, there was also a way to send the ancient paintings back in advance before Jing Xingzhi filed a complaint, but it would be best if the matter did not come to Li Yunxi’s attention.

Li Jiarui had used this trick many times, and smarter people would have given in and stopped making trouble.

But unfortunately, Jing Xingzhi didn’t want to be “smart” today.

If Li Jiarui and Ning Yongyuan just took away the painting, Jing Xingzhi would still have the brains to accept it and deal with Li Jiarui and Ning Yongyuan later on.

But Jing Xingzhi was unhappy when he saw his painting being trampled on. Not to mention, the people in the painting were his close relatives.

My old man was so cute. Why would someone step on the old man in the painting?!

Although the little girl was a crybaby, what had she done to offend him?!

Jing Xingzhi glanced at Li Jiarui, then walked away after Li Jiarui came around behind him.

Li Jiarui was left on the spot, looking angrily at Jing Xingzhi’s retreating figure.

Ning Yongyuan clenched his fists, feeling a little uneasy. He asked, “Do you want to chase him?”

“What are you chasing him for? Let him go!” Li Jiarui was furious. “I want to see what he can do. Today he lost his painting and went to complain, what about tomorrow?”

Ning Yongyuan’s eyes flashed with joy. His Highness was so awesome! He actually planned to fight a protracted war!

Ning Yongyuan was afraid by making Jing Xingzhi suffer using the second prince, he would also bring bad luck to himself. It would be bad if Li Jiarui became estranged from him. But he didn’t expect Jing Xingzhi to be so capable of attracting hatred. It only took a few meetings to make Li Jiarui so angry at him!

‘Jing Xingzhi, please go and complain to the Holy Emperor. You can file a complaint today and get your things back, but can you still file a complaint tomorrow if you lose something again? Your Highness is the son of His Majesty, and even if he is playing trick every day, he will only receive a few words. There is no way you can compare with him.’

The more Ning Yongyuan thought about it, the more he felt that Li Jiarui’s status was really powerful. He praised Li Jiarui and said, “The Second Highness has defeated him!”

“Of course.” Li Jiarui looked at Jing Xingzhi’s back, snorted coldly, and raised his head, touching his chin.

When Jing Xingzhi’s background disappeared, Li Jiarui smiled and patted Ning Yongyuan’s shoulder: “Let’s go! Let’s go play Cuju!”