Chapter 392: A World Turned Upside Down
"Prime Minister Lin... is truly an incorruptible person, and his reputation for being clean-handed is well-deserved."
Li Yuande gestured for them to let go, then chuckled twice, "Does Prime Minister Lin still want this copper coin?"
Lin Xiangyu, still furious, straightened his clothes, then snatched the copper coins back and put them back in his purse. "If I don't take them, will you people benefit from them?!"
Even if His Majesty doesn't trust me, this body search should put his mind at ease. You can go back and tell His Majesty that I would rather die than submit!
"That's natural, that's natural."
Li Yuande smiled broadly and tried to please him, even personally seeing him off, but he was somewhat disliked.
As soon as Lin Xiang got into the carriage, Li Yuande turned around, his face a hundred times more unpleasant than if he had eaten swill.
That old man, relying on his status as prime minister, looks down on everyone.
Of course, if it weren't for his status, he wouldn't need to fawn over him so much, since the Crown Prince still needs Prime Minister Lin's assistance in governing the country after his ascension to the throne.
The Empress had repeatedly instructed him on this point, and he understood it in his heart.
"Master, what do we do now?"
Seeing that all her efforts had been in vain, Xiao Minzi couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "I didn't hear His Majesty say anything about searching Prime Minister Lin's body."
As soon as he finished speaking, he unsurprisingly received a glare from Li Yuande.
"If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"
Li Yuande spoke in a high-pitched voice, his long little fingernail stabbing mercilessly into his flesh, "It wouldn't be surprising if someone like you was plotted to die!"
After being poked like that, Xiaominzi became timid and silent.
Li Yuande looked back again to make sure that Prime Minister Lin's carriage had disappeared around the corner before leading his men back to the Jiaofang Palace to report.
It was at this moment that the coachman pulled on the reins, let out a long sigh, and stopped the horse. Then, Prime Minister Lin got off the carriage and sat down leisurely in front of a tea stall on the side of the street.
"What would you like, sir?" Upon seeing the man in official robes, the vendor immediately approached him and asked ingratiatingly.
"Give me a bowl of vinegar tea."
As he spoke, Lin Xiang took a coin from his money bag and placed it on the table.
"Okay."
The vendor then carefully wiped the table for him with a rag before taking the money and going about his business.
Looking at the few copper coins left inside, Lin Xiang weighed them in his hand, got up and walked to the little girl huddled in a corner not far away, squatted down and left the money bag to her.
The little girl was a beggar, her face was dirty and her lips were cracked, but her dark eyes were bright and beautiful, just like Wan Jian's when he was a child.
Sensing someone suddenly approaching, her frail body trembled, and she quickly raised her hand to shield herself, seemingly as a conditioned reflex.
Lin Xiang remained silent, withdrew his hand that had been about to touch her head, and returned to sit down at his stall. However, the sight of the beggar had stirred his thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He had two sons, named Wanjian and Wanxian. Both children were promising, one a martial artist and the other a scholar, even though Wanxian was forced to abandon martial arts for a scholarly career.
I simply couldn't bear the thought of an older person outliving their child, and besides, the child's constitution was not suitable for learning martial arts from a young age, so I used a pen instead of a sword.
The bottom of the teacup hit the table with a dull, slightly rapid sound, followed by a faint aroma of vinegar that wafted to his nose, subtly interrupting his somewhat distant memories.
"Sir, here's your vinegar tea."
"Go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me." Lin Xiang nodded to him.
The tea stall wasn't doing very well; only one or two people were sparsely seated at the few wooden tables. That's why Hongyu spotted the conspicuous Prime Minister Lin as soon as she turned the corner.
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