big master, big liar

Chapter 150 Magic

Ji Yunxi had many injuries on his body.

Some were wounded by falls in the palace when they were young, some were left by arrows during assassinations, and some fell from swords.

And today's welt.

The golden whip left by the emperor was a hard whip. Although Bai Heng was a civil servant, he used all his strength, and the wound looked extremely terrifying.

Ji Yunxi was lying on the bed, her upper body was naked, her back was pale and thin, covered only by a thin layer of muscle, her shoulder blades were like a butterfly fluttering its wings, with scars intertwined on it, some of which turned flesh and blood , adding a bit of bloody and cruel color to this picture.

Seeing this, Song Xuan's heart tightened.

"It's not a sword, it's just scary to look at, and it doesn't hurt very much." Ji Yunxi pushed back the imperial physician, smiled and took his hand. "If my brother is willing to give me medicine, it won't hurt at all."

Ji Yunxi was obviously a person who would make full use of every grievance and make him feel distressed. After suffering such a big crime this time, he stopped crying.

Song Xuan was distressed and angry at the same time: "You just give him three points with your mouth, so what, this whipping was in vain."

Ji Yunxi said flatly: "I promised my brother, even half a sentence, I won't let it go."

Song Xuan's heart was sore from being blocked by him, he was angry with Ji Yunxi for being stupid, and even more angry with himself for talking nonsense, so Ji Yunxi was beaten for it.

In front of all the ministers, Bai Quang really didn't show Ji Yunxi any sympathy, and he was ruthless in his attacks, not even taking Ji Yunxi's physique into consideration.

"It's because I didn't think carefully, which made you wronged." Song Xuan pressed his hand and said in a low voice.

His eyes were still red, with obvious anger, the corners of his mouth were straightened, and his expression was like a biting cold wind, which made people daunting.

How could Ji Yunxi not know that Song Xuan's expression was obviously ruthless.

He said softly: "Be patient for now, I know my brother loves me, but now is not the time."

Song Xuan's voice was frosty: "Isn't it time?"

Ji Yunxi's expression was tinged with coldness: "My brother doesn't know that behind Bai Xiang is a powerful family member. He is the head sheep and represents the interests of the family. If one pulls it, it will affect the whole body. If you oppose him, you are opposing the family."

"Even if my brother has the means to get him something, no one is willing to participate, no one is willing to remonstrate, but there is someone who is not good at it, and the memorial can't even reach my desk." Ji Yunxi sneered in his eyes. "This is also the reason why he dared to sacrifice that whip."

It is said that the golden whip was bestowed by the emperor, but it is just a display of honor for face. It is okay to use it to frighten a few officials. Who dares to sacrifice it seriously and whip the emperor?

In the final analysis, it is only because the ministers are strong and the master is weak, and Prime Minister Bai has something to rely on, that he dares to act like this.

As long as Ji Yunxi is afraid for a while, then Bai Xiang will control his elbows everywhere in the future, polish it carefully, and become a wise emperor, Bai Xiang will definitely be an upright and honest minister in Qing history.

Even if Ji Yunxi wanted to touch him, there would be people all over the world protecting him, and even if he died, he would have the pen and ink of all officials to make him famous.

Ji Yunxi sneered, "He's dreaming."

"Who cares what's written on that tattered paper, even if I can't move him today, I will be able to move it tomorrow. If it doesn't work, I'll ask Zhu Yang to break his hand to see if he can still hold it whip."

Ji Yunxi was not a broad-minded person in the first place, and the palace servants who bullied him in Changming were now handed over to Jueyuan in all likelihood, but they just kept avoiding Song Xuan.

Song Xuan asked, "No one is willing to participate? Is Lu Qishang willing to participate?"

Ji Yunxi pondered for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he said after a while: "Although Lu Qishang is shoulder to shoulder with him, he is actually inferior to him by three points, and his mind is on reform and innovation, so he is not willing to be his enemy easily."

"If you don't fully grasp it, I'm afraid he won't be willing."

Song Xuan's face was as cold as frost, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ji Yunxi stopped Song Xuan: "I will get this matter back sooner or later, but if it's not now, brother doesn't have to get involved."

Song Xuan squeezed out a gentle smile, and gently pressed his hand on his hand: "I see, you don't have to worry, I won't act rashly."

Ji Yunxi couldn't see that he was trying to put himself off, and softly yelled: "Brother treats me like a fool?"

Song Xuan laughed softly: "On weekdays, you are the most thoughtful, who dares to treat you as a fool?"

"You didn't intend to listen to me at all," Ji Yunxi said softly after being silent for a moment. "Song Xuan, I really don't feel pain, just bear with it."

Bai Heng's golden whip is an honor to him, a vigilance to the emperor, a torture tool to Ji Yunxi, but it may be a guillotine to Song Xuan.

Punish traitors.

Ji Yunxi remembered these three words, even if Song Xuan had the ability to read people's memories, he might not be able to deal with Bai Heng.

Being in the officialdom of an aristocratic family and being able to play tricks to get to this position, Bai Heng has more stains than others, and even if Ji Yunxi doesn't know all of them, there are five or six out of ten.

But so what, for some people, the past is unimportant, the secrets are unimportant, and the stains are even less important. As long as he is in power, no one will dare to reveal it, and all the secrets will only become silences. spell.

This is the magic of power, a magic more grotesque than all sleight-of-hand tricks.

Ji Yunxi was afraid that he would not be able to take care of it for a while, even if there was a slight accident between Song Xuan and Bai Heng, he would not be able to afford it.

A storm was brewing in Song Xuan's eyes, and he whispered into Ji Yunxi's ear, "Axi, I can't bear it."

He grabbed Ji Yunxi's hand and pressed it against his chest: "I also hurt."

Now Ji Yunxi really didn't know whether he was more happy or more worried. If it wasn't for the injury on his back, he might be about to roll twice now.

Song Xuan gently rubbed his hair, said with a smile: "I promise you, nothing will happen to me."

Ji Yunxi hesitated again and again, and said in a low voice: "Whatever brother wants to do, you have to let me know, otherwise I will be so worried, and I will not be able to recover from my injuries."

Song Xuan knocked on his eyes, his expression became more and more calm.

"Axi, Bai Heng is never the only person with weaknesses."