Chapter 683 The Road to the Top Paved for Him

Rong Jindong returned to the outside of the woodshed and looked at the locked wooden door with no emotion in his eyes.

He unfolded his clothes and put them on the rope in front of the door. He hugged himself and walked to the dry well behind the woodshed. He followed the rope of the dry well and fell to the bottom of the well.

There was nothing at the bottom of the well, but at least it was protected from the wind.

He first huddled up in a ball in the dry well, and then stretched out his hands with difficulty to breathe in and try to keep himself warm.

An hour later, inside the imperial city.

Zhaoning Palace.

After hearing the report from his subordinate, Rong Fei's face turned cold: "Is he waiting for me?"

The subordinate replied: "It looks like that, so it should be! My lord, Mr. Jin knows that you don't care about him, but he doesn't know what you are going to do. Now, Mr. Jin has suffered a lot and is becoming more and more pitiful day by day. We really can't help it." Bring him back?"

"He still has a lot of things to do. What will he do when he comes back? Remember I told you that only by enduring hardship can one become a master."

The subordinate still couldn't bear it and said: "But Young Master Jin is still so young..."

"No one of the children of the royal family has experienced hardships since they were young. If others don't tell me, the childhood of my brother, the Third Emperor, was no better than anyone else's. Look at what he has achieved now. In the end, there is only one way to succeed. If I don't force out his blood, he won't be able to go far on this road in the future."

The subordinate listened, and although he knew it was reasonable, he still looked sad, and then said: "My lord, you are more cruel than before."

Rong Fei listened and sneered: "Before I didn't know those things, I could still be naive. After I knew it, if I was still ignorant, would I still be a man?"

The subordinate lowered his head in silence, thinking of the poor child in the Prince's Mansion again, and couldn't help but said: "Is it okay for me to give him a set of clothes?"

"No." Suppressing the pity in his heart, Rong Fei said coldly: "Let him think of his own solution."

The subordinate glanced at his master with fear and sighed sincerely. In this world, apart from gold, silver and power, the only thing that can change a man's character is women.

A dead woman can influence people's hearts more than a living woman.

I don’t know how Ji Xuezhi would feel knowing that the true cause of his death would make the prince look like he is now and be in hell.

It's just that the prince himself was the one who sent Ji Xuezhi to the Prince's Mansion in the first place. After so many years, it would be too late to regret it.

In the final analysis, it is just a sentence: you will not survive if you do it yourself.

And now, even if the prince wants to make amends with Young Master Jin, he still wants to atone for that old incident. He only hopes that Young Master Jin can really strive for success and not let go of the road to the top that the prince has paved for him.

The Prince's Mansion was very quiet late at night.

Rong Jindong took a nap in the dry well, and when he woke up again, it was already the full moon.

He climbed up from the dry well and saw that the clothes hanging on the rope at the door of the woodshed were frozen. Looking at the ground again, there was indeed another layer of frost and snow.

Sighing, he knew that he couldn't wear these clothes anymore, but he couldn't stay naked all the time.

He had been frozen for a long time today, and now he felt hot and confused.

To keep himself from falling ill, he grabbed a handful of snow on the ground and rubbed it on his face to wake him up. After making sure he was awake, he took advantage of the darkness to sneak around the path and walked all the way to the outside of the main room where the servants lived. .

At this time, everyone was asleep. Rong Jindong sneaked into a room, groped inside for a long time, and finally stole a piece of clothing.

Wrapping the clothes around his body, he immediately felt that his body, which had been frozen and unconscious, suddenly became much more alive.

By the moonlight, he left the house and continued walking outside.

This time, the place he walked was changed to the front yard.

Avoiding the guards on the road, he took advantage of his quick movements and quickly arrived at the Crown Princess's yard safely.

After confirming the direction, the little boy who was less than ten years old narrowed his black eyes, walked around, walked through the yard, and walked to the courtyard where the maid lived.

The maids who can live in the Crown Princess's courtyard are all second-class maids or above.

Rong Jindong knew that the Crown Princess had three personal maids, six senior maids, and eight second-class maids.

During the day, Rong Jindong looked at the two of them and looked at them. Judging from the patterns on their clothes, they were first-class maids, so after calculating the rooms in front of him for a long time, Rong Jindong estimated the houses of the two maids.

He cautiously approached and picked up a thin tile from under the eaves. He inserted the tile into the crack of the door and gently rubbed it bit by bit. Finally, he opened the door latch inside the house.

There was a soft sound, which was the sound of the door latch hitting the ground.

Rong Jindong held his breath and waited for a long time. After making sure that no one in the room was awake, he exhaled and pushed the door open.

The door opened and the sound of breathing came from inside.

Rong Jindong came closer and walked to the two big beds on the left and right. He looked at the one on the left first, then the one on the right. When he found that he was not the person he was looking for, he withdrew, closed the door, and went to the next one. one.

When he found the third room, Rong Jindong found his target.

At that time, the sharp corner of the fine tile in his hand was being rubbed by his fingertips.

His eyes caught sight of the stove placed in the room. He walked over and put two pieces of charcoal on the stove. The bright and dark firelight illuminated his young and green face red.

What a warm fire. It must be very comfortable to sleep in a room like this, right?

Looking at the firelight, Rong Jindong's face was full of admiration, but what was released in his eyes was overwhelming coldness.

Holding the tile, he used the tip of the tile to fiddle with the charcoal. It wasn't until his hand was too close that it felt like it was about to burn, so he stopped slightly, and the tile , has been burned by the fire.

Seemingly satisfied with the temperature, he threw the tiles completely into the furnace.

Rong Jindong picked up the pliers and picked up a piece of red-hot charcoal. His dark eyes looked at the heart of fire in the middle of the charcoal with interest, and the corner of his mouth curled up almost invisible.

Half an hour later, he walked out of the house calmly.

Before leaving, he turned around and put a lock on the door, but it was not locked. It was just hanging in place, but it was enough to ensure that the people in the house could not open the door from the inside.

He came and left, seemingly doing nothing, but the person hiding in the dark had already reported all this.

"Oh? Are they those two maids in Bai Ri?" Shang Feng asked.

The subordinate nodded: "Exactly, I just don't know what Mr. Jin did when he went in. Maybe he stole something from them, or..."

"Watch your words, you said, steal?"

The subordinate immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly bowed his head and apologized!

Shangfeng's face was cold, and he couldn't help but look towards the Crown Princess' Courtyard. It was quiet there, as if nothing really happened.

That Mr. Jin, what exactly did he do in there?

At this moment, no one thought that the real storm would officially begin on the second day.