Chapter 143 ABO Results Changed (21)
twenty one
Capital Military Academy, opening ceremony.
Shi Ran sat among the freshmen of the Mecha Combat Department, trying to calm himself down. He raised his head and looked at the marshal who was speaking on the stage.
The marshal, wearing a neat military uniform, stood in front of a podium surrounded by flowers. His voice echoed in the auditorium through the microphone.
"The new batch of military students need to clarify a concept—"
"There is nothing in this world that is invincible and indestructible."
"The war between the Empire and the Zerg lasted for hundreds of years, but this does not mean that the Zerg cannot be eliminated. We can resist the Zerg, we can defeat the Zerg, and we can also eliminate the Zerg."
"The history of the empire is over. The future of the world is in your hands. The world will be what you want it to be."
"I am not proud of the marshal statue in front of the military academy. I hope that one day someone will be able to overthrow it with their own hands."
What he said was too rebellious. What does "nothing is invincible" mean?
The Zerg can be destroyed, the nobles can be destroyed, and the empire can also be destroyed, right?
The senior officials in the audience couldn't help but change their expressions, but as soon as the words fell, thunderous applause broke out in the auditorium.
It was the students who were clapping.
Zhu Qingchen walked up to the stage holding a large bunch of flowers and presented them to the Marshal: "Thank you for the wonderful speech, Marshal. We are all very moved..."
Gu Yan took the flowers, holding them in one hand, and holding Zhu Qingchen's waist with the other hand, pressing him into his arms, and whispered, "Zhu Qingqing, are you speaking in an official tone to me?"
Zhu Qingchen smiled embarrassedly, turned around and made a “yeah” gesture to the students who were taking pictures below the stage.
Gu Yan put his arm around his shoulders, turned around, and faced the camera with Zhu Qingchen, taking a few photos of the Imperial Marshal and the Imperial Rose.
What followed was a long, boring and unoriginal speech by the military academy leader.
Zhu Qingchen and Gu Yan were sitting in the audience, listening so drowsily that their heads almost bumped into each other.
I don't know how long it was before the speech finally ended and the imperial anthem rang out in the auditorium.
As soon as the ceremony ended, Shi Ran stood up and rushed over to find the teacher.
But the other students were quicker than him and surrounded the marshal and the teacher before he could get in. He could only stand on the periphery and watch.
"Marshal, do you really think that the Zerg can be completely wiped out? In other words, our war with the Zerg can end one day?"
"yes."
“Marshal, may I ask what you just said? Does it mean that we can surpass you or we can overthrow you?”
"It's all right, as long as you can do it, I don't mind."
"Mr. Zhu, what are you going to do next? Will you join the Omega Rights Committee? Will you continue to represent Imperial Omega?"
"No one needs a spokesperson. Everyone can speak for themselves. I am just an ordinary person. I have my own limitations. I don't want the Imperial Omega to use me as a spokesperson. I am the same as the Marshal. I hope you can overthrow me."
These students' questions were much more profound than those asked by the reporters last time.
Zhu Qingchen raised his head and saw Shi Ran standing on the periphery. He smiled at him and asked him to wait.
Shi Ran nodded obediently and waited outside.
The students asked a lot of questions, and the school leaders nearby hinted several times that they wanted to leave. Zhu Qingchen and Gu Yan let them go first and patiently answered the students' questions one by one.
It was not until noon, when the students were hungry, that they reluctantly dispersed.
After all the students had left, Shi Ran walked up to the teacher and called out, "Teacher."
Zhu Qingchen smiled and asked, "What's the problem with this little classmate?"
"I..." Shi Ran whispered, "Teacher, are you and the Marshal serious?"
"Yeah." Zhu Qingchen waved at him, "Let's go, let's walk around the school and talk while we walk."
"good."
The school leaders accompanied the Marshal to visit the campus, the newly built teaching building and the Marshal's statue.
that is……
Gu Yan just said that students are welcome to topple his statue, so it feels a bit weird to visit this now.
Everyone was embarrassed, except Gu Yan, who was frank and didn't care.
Zhu Qingchen took Shi Ran with him and separated from them on the pretext of going to see Shi Ran's dormitory.
The teacher and the student were walking on a remote path. It was noon and the students had all gone to eat, so there were not many people around.
Zhu Qingchen asked gently, "When you called me yesterday, I felt that your tone was strange. What's wrong? What do you want to say to the teacher?"
Shi Ran pursed his lips, seeming to find it difficult to speak: "Teacher..."
He wanted to ask about the rebels, but he didn't want to expose the newspaper the volunteers had given him. He didn't know how to ask.
Seeing that he was hesitating, Zhu Qingchen did not rush him. He just reached out to touch the green leaves hanging from the trees on the roadside and concentrated on enjoying the scenery.
After a long while, Shi Ran organized his words and asked, "Teacher, can I ask what the Marshal is going to do with the rebels? Will he suppress them? Or will he..."
Zhu Qingchen said: "Last time we had dinner with the old judge, wasn't our meaning very clear? Have you forgotten? We will not suppress the rebels."
"Then..." Shi Ran asked again, "But the rebels are rebels after all. What if I also...what will the teacher do?"
Zhu Qingchen frowned slightly.
Shi Ran saw the teacher's expression and suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly added: "The teacher and the marshal are very good to me. Although they know that there are problems with the imperial system, everyone can join the rebels except me."
Zhu Qingchen stopped and turned to look at him.
Shi Ran's eyes were firm: "I will stay with the teacher and the marshal. Even if the teacher and the marshal become the old nobles of the empire, even if the rebels want to defeat the teacher and the marshal first, I will stand in front of you and protect you."
Zhu Qingchen opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief: "Shi Ran, you disappoint me so much!"
“What?” Shi Ran blinked, a little confused. “I…I don’t care. I want to stand with the teacher! Even if the teacher is wrong, I will stand with the teacher!”
"Nonsense." Zhu Qingchen raised his hand and slapped his arm hard. "Is this how I teach you?"
Shi Ran stubbornly stiffened his neck: "I can never be an enemy of the teacher!"
"Why not?" Zhu Qingchen said seriously, "I, your teacher, am a role model recommended by the Empire to regulate and domesticate Omegas. I am a tool that the Empire has pushed to the forefront."
"Since the empire is wrong and needs to be overthrown, then I, who have enjoyed the benefits of the empire and served as a propaganda tool of the empire, should also be among those to be overthrown."
"No!" Shi Ran retorted anxiously, "The teacher is the best teacher in the world. The teacher is different from the empire."
"Shi Ran, you have disappointed the teacher so much." Zhu Qingchen looked at him seriously, "Compared to your classmates, you should be more aware of the backwardness and decay of the imperial system."
"You've been to court, you've chatted with the old judge, you've stepped on my and the marshal's shoulders, you should have awakened faster and earlier than your classmates, but what are you thinking about now?"
"Your classmates have never been exposed to these things. They have already started to awaken their thoughts, write articles, and organize club activities. You are still here to act like a spoiled brat to the teacher?"
“No.” Shi Ran shook his head, his eyes reddened, “I don’t want to, I don’t want to be the teacher’s enemy… I don’t want to step on the shoulders of the teacher and the marshal…”
"Shi Ran, when I asked you that day whether you wanted to meet the Shen couple, I told you that you just live in the Marshal's Mansion, but it doesn't mean that you have to listen to me and the Marshal in everything."
"It's the same now. I'm just your teacher who teaches you flower arrangement and tea art. It doesn't mean you have to listen to me in everything."
"When we first met, I asked you what was the most important thing for you at the time, and your answer was to take the exam and get into military school."
"You should also ask yourself now, what is the most important thing after being admitted to the military academy?"
"If you think that the most important thing for you now is to be tied to me and the Marshal, and to serve the Empire together, then I appreciate your wish to take care of me in my old age, but I am not old enough to need you to feed me."
"If you have other ideas, don't tell me, just do it yourself. Don't worry about us, we have left ourselves a way out."
"I'm going to have dinner with the Marshal." Zhu Qingchen patted his shoulder, then turned and left.
Shi Ran stood there alone, watching the teacher's back as he left, clutching the small piece of paper in his pocket.
Shi Ran took out a small ball of paper from his pocket and unfolded it.
Last night, he read the paper dozens of times, and the originally rough paper was almost crumpled into pieces.
I heard that in ancient times, disciples who practiced martial arts had to defeat their master before they could leave the mountain.
But he didn't want to, he didn't want to defeat the teacher at all.
*
Zhu Qingchen was also a little angry.
He originally thought that Shi Ran should be more sober since he had experienced the trial, seen through the true face of the Shen family, and heard him talking with the old judge.
Who knew this kid was like a bull.
Awake, but not fully awake.
He actually thought that if the rebels attacked, he would stand in front of the imperial representatives and protect them?
It’s simply…
The system comforted him: "Don't be angry, he is only sixteen years old. If you suddenly ask him to rebel against his teacher, he will definitely not be able to accept it. Wow, Chenchen, your students are very filial to you. You can just retire and enjoy your old age."
“…”
Zhu Qingchen returned to the Marshal's Mansion and waited for three days before Shi Ran called him.
As soon as the phone was connected, Shi Ran's weak voice said, "Teacher."
"Hmm?" Zhu Qingchen responded.
Shi Ran whispered: "Teacher, I..."
Zhu Qingchen interrupted him quickly: "Okay, as soon as you open your mouth I know what you are going to say."
“I…” Shi Ran choked, “I don’t fart with my mouth.”
"Don't tell me about this kind of thing." Zhu Qingchen said seriously, "Always remember, I am the Rose of the Empire, the spokesperson of the Empire."
"Oh." Shi Ran responded silently and was about to say "goodbye" to the teacher, but he heard the teacher speak again.
"Have you eaten yet? Do you have enough money for school?"
She is no longer Empire Rose, but Shi Ran’s teacher.
Shi Ran replied, "I have already eaten. Did you forget? I have tens of millions of star coins in my account, which is enough to support hundreds of me."
"Yeah." Zhu Qingchen nodded, "Will you come back this weekend?"
"certainly!"
The teacher and student reconciled in this way.
*
Two years later, Shi Ran turned eighteen and became an adult.
He worked diligently in the military academy and ranked first in the department for two consecutive years.
In addition, he secretly joined the rebel organization.
In the past two years, as the huge interest chain behind the Shen family was uncovered, more and more people became disappointed with the empire. Taking this opportunity, rebel organizations developed rapidly, especially among students.
Shi Ran wrote articles, printed newspapers, participated in activities, and used the compensation money given to him by the Shen family to support the organization's activities.
The rebel organization has just started out and there are many places where money is needed. In addition to Shi Ran's funding, the students also work part-time and live frugally. In addition, there are some anonymous people in society who will sponsor them.
After two years of studying in the military academy, Shi Ran entered the military for internship with excellent grades and began to go to the battlefield.
The empire has just gone through a major reshuffle, and all positions are vacant.
A year later, Shi Ran's internship ended and he officially entered the military, becoming a lieutenant general of the empire and quickly growing into a backbone of the empire.
During college, his classmates who joined the rebel army with him were also in their respective positions, ready to go.
Five years passed like this, and the rebellion had spread like wildfire.
That morning, the bright sunshine shone on the bed.
Zhu Qingchen was blinded by the glare and got up from the bed groaning, "Gu Yan, you didn't draw the curtains last night..."
Zhu Qingchen opened his eyes dazedly and found that Gu Yan had already gotten up.
He picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table and took a look. It was still so early, where had Gu Yan gone?
He got out of bed, picked up a woolen coat from the bedside, put it on his shoulders, and pushed the door open to go out.
The Marshal's Mansion was quiet and no one was there.
Zhu Qingchen supported the housekeeper and servants' strike and asked them to go back. During this period, only he and Gu Yan lived in the mansion and were self-sufficient.
Oh, the housekeeper sometimes worried that they would starve to death in the mansion, so he would send them some food from time to time.
"Gu Yan? The villain?" Zhu Qingchen sniffed, kicked off his woolen slippers, and walked towards the kitchen. "Are you making breakfast?"
Sure enough, Gu Yan was making breakfast for him in the kitchen.
Zhu Qingchen came close to Gu Yan and said, "I want my fried eggs to be burnt and crispy."
"Got it." Gu Yan held the spatula and said calmly, "Your student has pacified the Zerg at the front line and is on his way to counterattack the capital. He even sent a hundred soldiers to protect us, and they are now guarding the entrance of the Marshal's Mansion."
"Well... that can't be helped." Zhu Qingchen said with a smile, "The new school thinks we are too old-fashioned, and the old school thinks we are too radical. Now we are disliked by both sides."
Zhu Qingchen smiled and asked, "Marshal, do you want to have breakfast in the rose garden? The roses are in bloom."
"Okay." Gu Yan nodded and scooped out the burnt fried egg intact.
In the early morning, the roses still have crystal dew on their petals. The sunlight shines on the dew, reflecting a pearl-like light.
Zhu Qingchen and Gu Yan sat face to face in the pavilion, eating breakfast quietly, with only the sound of knives and forks hitting porcelain plates.
The Zerg have just suffered a heavy blow, and now is the best time to overthrow the empire.
Shi Ran drove the latest model of combat mecha and led the army. The mecha passed through the sky over the garbage planet like a meteor.
The Shen family of three is competing for food with wild dogs on the garbage planet.
Shi Ran did not stop and went straight back to the capital. He fired a shell at the Empire State Building in the setting sun.
The already shaky Empire State Building collapsed in an instant, and the roar, the sound of mechas, and the cheers of the people resounded throughout the capital.
The sun slowly set, and the power in the castle-like banquet hall had long been cut off.
The door of the banquet hall was wide open, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone in from outside, making it as magnificent as before.
It was just not as lively as before, and the banquet hall was empty.
The sun shone through the dusty stained glass windows, casting dim shadows on the rose bed outside.
Zhu Qingchen hadn't changed his clothes since he got up in the morning and was still wearing a pure white bathrobe and fluffy slippers.
Gu Yan, wearing a neat marshal's uniform and a cloak, extended his hand toward Zhu Qingchen.
The two of them faced each other, just like when they met at the banquet many years ago, in a deserted corner, practicing the last dance steps of the empire.
Zhu Qingchen looked up at him and said, "Marshal, how do you think future generations will judge us?"
Gu Yan said calmly: "With your students here, I won't say anything too harsh."
"For example?"
"For example..." Gu Yan thought for a moment, "The Imperial Marshal and the Imperial Rose are a perfect match, one is a big villain, the other is a small villain."
"Who asked you that?"
Amid the roar, Zhu Qingchen held Gu Yan's hand, circled around his hand, and the hem of his pajamas flew up.
It was as if the entire capital planet was shaking.
Zhu Qingchen turned around, became unsteady on his feet, and fell into Gu Yan's arms.
Zhu Qingchen put his arm around his waist, raised his head, and looked at him seriously: "Find me as soon as possible in the next world, Li Yue."
Li Yue hugged him tightly and said seriously, "I know, Zhu Qingqing."
Seeing Li Yue nod, Zhu Qingchen said, "System, let's go."
The sun had completely set and white light was shining. Zhu Qingchen also hugged Li Yue tightly and buried his whole body in his arms.
The two people fell into the blooming rose garden and disappeared without a trace in the dusk.
*
Zhu Qingchen returned to the familiar system space, looked around, and found that Li Yue had left.
No matter how tightly he hugged her, Li Yue could not join him.
The system's small light ball stopped in front of him: "Chenchen, are you..."
"Yes." Zhu Qingchen admitted frankly, "He knows that I know, I know that he knows, and I also know that he knows that I know..."
"Stop, stop, stop. It's like a tongue twister." The system said, "And you haven't confessed your love, held hands, or kissed. How can it count?"
"At least I know it."
"You should choose the world."
A white light flashed, and several bamboo slips floated in front of Zhu Qingchen.
After the last “gentle daddy type attack”, Zhu Qingchen no longer wanted to read the words on the bamboo slips carefully. They were all the same anyway.
He stretched out his hand into the air and grabbed it casually: "This."
The system leaned over to take a look, and read out the small words on the bamboo slips together with Zhu Qingchen: "——Choose between the real and fake young master?"
The system exclaimed: "Chenchen, your luck is too good, isn't it?"
Zhu Qingchen asked expectantly: "Really? What's good about it?"
Before the system could answer, a feather of light fell between Zhu Qingchen's eyebrows. Zhu Qingchen leaned back and fell out of the system space.
[Book Title: Flowers Are Gone]
[Era: Ancient times]
[Tags: Gaoling Flower, Mistake, Marquis of the Palace]
The protagonist of this book is named Lin Jingzhe.
Lin Jingzhe was born in Linjia Village. Because he was born on the day of Jingzhe, the elders in the village named him "Jingzhe".
When Lin Jingzhe was born, his mother ran away. His father was a gambler and alcoholic. He left him to the neighbors or elders in the village and went out to gamble and drink.
When he grew up and was able to work, his father took him back and let him do farm work to earn money.
If his father was unhappy, lost money in the gambling house, got drunk, and returned home, Lin Jingzhe would inevitably beat him up.
Fortunately, his neighbors and elders protected him, often giving him steamed buns and dumplings. They would also come to dissuade his father from beating him too much, or cover him up and hide him.
In this way, Lin Jingzhe grew up to be fourteen years old.
During the day he either worked in the fields or went into the mountains to chop firewood or hunt. When he returned home at night, if his father wanted to beat him, he would pick up the machete and fight his father.
When I was fourteen, my father won money in a gambling house. He was so excited that he died of joy.
Really dead.
Lin Jingzhe went to collect his father's body with an expressionless face, and used the last bit of money he won to hold a funeral for him.
On the last day of the funeral, five carriages and countless maids, like gods descending from heaven, with fluttering sleeves, arrived in front of the Lin family's courtyard, which was muddy after the rain.
Lin Jingzhe had a white cloth hanging on his body, and his first reaction was——
Hide quickly!
It must be that his dead father owed someone money again, and now the creditor is here to collect the debt!
But the next second, a white, slender hand with distinct joints stretched out from the carriage and lifted the curtain.
He was a young man in white, with a face as handsome as jade, lips as red as cinnabar, and an imposing manner, just like a god.
Lin Jingzhe was stunned for a moment and even forgot to hide.
The young man got off the carriage, walked up to him, and said gently: "You are Jingzhe, right?"
Lin Jingzhe nodded stupidly like the silly goose at the entrance of the village.
The young master bowed his head in front of him and said in a gentle voice, "I am the second young master of Wenyuan Marquis Mansion in the capital, Lu Jiming."
Lin Jingzhe called out stupidly, "Master Wen?"
Lu Jiming smiled, and Lin Jingzhe reacted and blushed: "Lu...Mr. Lu..."
The people brought by Lu Jiming asked everyone in the yard to leave, and he wanted to talk to Lin Jingzhe alone.
Lu Jiming brought him a shocking piece of news -
It turns out that he is the child of the Earl of Changping in the capital!
Lu Jiming said: "Back then, your mother, the Countess of Changping, went to the temple on the mountain to burn incense while she was pregnant with you. Unexpectedly, the temple suddenly caught fire, and the lady got pregnant, so she gave birth to you in the temple."
"It just so happened that there was another peasant woman in the temple who gave birth at the same time as your wife. When she saw your wife's luxurious clothes and heard that she was the wife of the Earl's mansion, she had evil thoughts and switched your child with hers."
“She is…” Lu Jiming didn’t finish his words, but just looked around at the Lin family’s dilapidated yard.
It was obvious that she was the adoptive mother that Lin Jingzhe had never seen.
"After she swapped the children, she hurriedly brought you back here. A few days later, she ran away because she couldn't stand the beatings from your adoptive father."
"She worked as a wet nurse in a wealthy family in the capital. Not long ago, when she was about to die, she found the Earl of Changping's mansion and explained the truth."
This is what happened.
Lu Jiming added: "The Earl of Changping and the Marquis of Wenyuan, that is, my family and your family, we are old friends. Your family specially sent me to pick you up."
Lin Jingzhe asked, "Are you sure? Aren't you making a mistake?"
"The Earl of Changping's Mansion has already conducted a blood test." Lu Jiming shook his head.
Obviously the one in the mansion was not the one, so he came here.
Lin Jingzhe was almost overwhelmed by this shocking news.
It turns out that he is not the son of a gambler or a drunkard! It turns out that he is the son of an earl!
Great! This is really great!
He wished he could fly back to the capital right now to see his biological parents.
His biological parents, his father must be majestic and upright, and his mother must be gentle and kind.
But Lu Jiming stopped him and helped him complete his adoptive father's funeral.
He wanted to tear off the white cloth on his body, but Lu Jiming said: "After all, he has raised you for more than ten years, so you should send him off for the last time."
Lin Jingzhe felt something was not right, but under Lu Jiming's reproachful gaze, he still hung the white cloth on his head and continued to wear mourning clothes for his adoptive father.
After the funeral, he held his adoptive father’s tablet and followed Lu Jiming into the carriage to go home.
The Earl's Palace is large and luxurious.
Lin Jingzhe followed Lu Jiming, passed through doors and corridors, and finally arrived at the main hall.
It was exactly as he imagined, with his father being majestic and his mother being gentle.
He subconsciously wanted to move forward to see them more clearly, but because his hands were shaking, he accidentally dropped his adoptive father's tablet to the ground.
Lin Jingzhe lowered his head and tried to pick up the tablet.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, which had been used to do farm work and hunting for many years, he touched a white and clean hand.
Lin Jingzhe raised his head and met a young man who was about the same age as him.
Lu Jiming introduced him: "This is your...brother, Yi Zizhen."
Lu Jiming paused for too long. Lin Jingzhe was not stupid, so he probably guessed it.
This is... the young master who was swapped with him.
Yi Zi is true, Yi Zi is true.
Lin Jingzhe chewed his name carefully, fearing that it would damage his name.
What a wonderful name for the Yi family’s precious child.
Lu Jiming seemed a little embarrassed and reminded him softly: "It's not the 'precious' one."
Lin Jingzhe reacted and his face flushed. He accidentally said what was in his heart.
Yi Zizhen's eyes were red. He picked up the tablet on the ground and called out softly, "Dad..."
Seeing him crying, Lin Jingzhe quickly comforted him: "Don't be too sad, he is not a good person..."
Before he could finish his words, his father in the main seat snorted coldly.
Lin Jingzhe raised his head and met his father's disgusted gaze.
Lin Jingzhe was frightened and hurried to see his mother again.
His mother also frowned slightly and looked at him hesitantly, wanting to say something.
He didn't know what had happened. He just accidentally dropped his adoptive father's tablet on the ground. He just said a few words to comfort Yi Zizheng. Why did his father and mother's eyes suddenly change when they looked at him?
He doesn't understand.
After a long silence, my father said, "Our dynasty governs the world with filial piety. Even if he is not your biological father, you should not treat him like this. The dead are the greatest. How can you slander him like this?"
"But he originally..." Lin Jingzhe wanted to refute, but was held down by Lu Jiming.
Lu Jiming urged him to admit his mistake, and he had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistake.
Only then did his father's expression ease a little and he allowed him to stay at home.
The father said, "This matter is not a good thing after all. I have discussed it with your mother and we will tell everyone that your mother gave birth to twins and someone secretly took one away. You are the younger brother and Zizhen is the older brother."
His father looked at his thin body with a look of disgust: "What kind of books have you read?"
Lin Jingzhe whispered: "West...Journey to the West..."
He often listened to the stories told by the village teacher. If his father wanted him to read books, he would...
But when he saw his father's face slowly darkening, he quickly changed his words: "Father, I have never been to school."
His father took the opportunity to teach him a lesson: "You are indeed a country boy, you speak without thinking and are full of lies."
His father snorted coldly, gave him a few words of advice, telling him not to cause trouble, and then left.
After his father left, his mother came forward and comforted him. His father was also afraid that he would learn bad things, so he was busy comforting Yi Zizhen.
"Son, even if he is your biological father, he is already dead. Don't cry. I feel bad for you."
Lin Jingzhe didn't understand. His father clearly didn't say that just now.
Our dynasty governs the world with filial piety. Since his adoptive father who was not kind to him died, he should be sad. Then if Yi Zi's biological father really died, he should also be sad.
His father asked him to observe mourning for his adoptive father for three years and stayed at home and not allowed to go out.
His father hired a rigid old teacher to teach him how to read, write and compose.
But Yi Zizhen doesn't have to observe mourning, and can go out to school.
Every few days, his father would call him and Yi Zizheng to the study to check their homework.
He was always taught a lesson, and Yi Zizhen was always praised, and his father always asked him to learn from Yi Zizhen.
He argued that he had only studied for a few days while Yi Zizheng had studied for more than ten years, so of course he could not compare to Yi Zizheng.
But his father didn't listen at all. Instead, he asked the servants to hold him down and beat him with a stick.
Later he learned his lesson and dared not to make excuses anymore.
Seeing his father treat him like this, the servants in the mansion began to neglect him, feed him rotten food, steal his things and sell them. He went to see his mother many times, and the servants deliberately spread rumors, saying that he was "stealing" and "a mouse's son can dig holes", saying that he learned from his adoptive father to gamble, stealing his own things to gamble, and falsely accusing the servants of stealing.
As time went by, his mother stopped believing him.
He originally thought that his life would get better after his adoptive father died and he found his biological parents.
But now, it seems not to be the case.
Fortunately, there is still someone in the capital who treats him well——
Lu Jiming.
Lu Jiming often came to see him, brought him snacks and taught him to read.
Those articles that the teacher could not explain clearly, he understood them as soon as Lu Jiming explained them.
In the entire capital, Lin Jingzhe likes him the most.
And so, three years passed.
That day was the Lantern Festival, and Lin Jingzhe, who had memorized the entire article, was allowed by his father to go out for a trip.
He bought a lantern and prepared to go to Wenyuanhou Mansion to find Lu Jiming.
As soon as he reached the door, Lu Jiming, drunk, rushed out of the mansion.
Lin Jingzhe used the idiom he had just learned to describe it: "We really have a tacit understanding. This is for you..."
Lu Jiming held his hand and asked him, "Jingzhe, are you willing to marry me?"
In this dynasty, you can marry a male wife, but not many.
Lin Jingzhe widened his eyes: "I..."
Lu Jiming blocked his mouth: "Just tell me if you are willing or not."
Lin Jingzhe blushed, and before he could answer, there was a sudden sound of clapping not far away.
Yi Zizhen was pleasantly surprised and clapped his hands in applause: "Great! I knew that Brother Jiming must like Jingzhe. I will go back and tell my parents the good news that Jingzhe has found his true love!"
Lin Jingzhe wanted to stop him, and Lu Jiming also wanted to stop him, but Yi Zi ran very fast and disappeared in an instant.
Lin Jingzhe turned to look at Lu Jiming. Lu Jiming was drunk, his face flushed. He leaned on Lin Jingzhe's shoulder and kept mumbling, "Will you marry me? Will you marry me?"
Lin Jingzhe helped him into the room, took off his shoes and socks, wiped his hands and feet, and before leaving, he whispered, "Okay."
With Yi Zizheng's help, Lin Jingzhe and Lu Jiming got engaged very quickly and got married very soon.
But on the wedding day, Lin Jingzhe suddenly discovered that Lu Jiming's eyes were always on Yi Zizhen.
At night, Lu Jiming got drunk. Lin Jingzhe helped him to the bed and heard him mumbling "Xiaozhen" again.
Lin Jingzhe slept all night in his clothes next to the small couch.
The next day, he asked Lu Jiming, and Lu Jiming just said that he was drunk and didn't remember what he shouted at all. It should be "Xiao Jing", and told him not to think too much about it.
So Lin Jingzhe didn't think much about it.
After marriage, they treated each other with respect and got along just like before, with nothing different.
It’s just that Lu Jiming had more and more social engagements, and every time he got drunk, he would always shout “Xiao Jing”.
Until one day, Yi Zizheng came to Lu Jiming to discuss something, and the two talked in the study.
Lin Jingzhe didn't understand these things, so he thought about preparing tea and snacks.
When he came back with tea and snacks, he suddenly heard Yi Zizhen say, "Brother Jiming, are you still angry with me?"
Lu Jiming did not answer. Yi Zizhen smiled and said, "You know me. I want to be an official in the court. It is impossible for me to marry anyone as a male wife."
Lin Jingzhe was stunned for a moment. He didn't want to eavesdrop, but...
He couldn't move his feet.
Yi Zizhen continued, "That night you suddenly said you liked me and asked me if I wanted to marry you. I was really scared. I was so scared that I couldn't speak coherently, so I asked you to ask Jingzhe if he was willing. I didn't expect that you would really ask him."
Lu Jiming said calmly: "In the beginning, it was you who asked me to take care of him, so I came into contact with him."
"But I see that you like Jingzhe very much." Yi Zizheng said with a smile, "I really thought you liked him, so I helped you talk to your parents about it. Now that you are married, you should treat him well. You know, I owe him a lot..."
"At the beginning, you said you owed him, and asked me to take care of him on your behalf, so I would treat him well. But I never thought that I would take care of him..." Lu Jiming was simply unable to speak, "In bed."
"What do you know? There are some high-ranking officials in the capital who like this. Don't be so ungrateful." Yi Zizhen asked frivolously, "He looks good. Even if he hasn't read much and can't talk to you normally, he should be good in bed, right?"
Lu Jiming said calmly, "He smells like dirt."
Yi Zizhen laughed innocently and turned around in front of him: "What do I smell like?"
Lu Jiming's tone changed slightly: "You smell like ink."
Lin Jingzhe stood outside the door and felt his blood flowing backwards and the world spinning.
It turns out that Lu Jiming likes Yi Zizhen, and Lu Jiming treats him well because Yi Zizhen asked him to take care of him.
It turned out that Lu Jiming had asked Yi Zizhen the question "Will you marry me?" that night. He asked Yi Zizhen out of spite because Yi Zizhen had rejected him.
It turned out that Lu Jiming didn't like him at all.
Lin Jingzhe didn't listen any more. He went back to his room and fell on the bed, completely lifeless.
The doctor said he was ill, so Yi Zizhen went to see him.
In front of Lin Jingzhe, Yi Zizhen put his arm around Lu Jiming's shoulders and smiled as he told him, "Take good care of my brother."
Hearing this, Lin Jingzhe screamed "wow" and vomited out all the medicine he had just drunk, vomiting all over Yi Zizheng.
Lu Jiming stepped back holding Yi Zizheng, squatted down without hesitation, and helped him wipe the hem of his clothes clean.
"Disgusting! So disgusting!" Lin Jingzhe cursed, "Get out, get out now!"
He grabbed Lu Jiming's collar and said, "Don't you have a mouth? Why did you marry me if you didn't like me? Can't you speak? Are you dumb?"
Yi Zizheng's face changed, and Lu Jiming hugged him and left in a hurry.
Lin Jingzhe wanted to divorce, but his family disagreed.
Lu Jiming told him not to think too much. He did like Yi Zizhen, but as long as he did his duty, he would give him the respect he deserved.
My father said that marrying someone else as a male wife was a very shameful thing. Now the male wife wanted to divorce. Would the Earl's Mansion still have any face? The Marquis' Mansion and the Earl's Mansion were originally old friends. How could the two families interact with each other in the future after he made such a fuss? How could Zizhen, who was an official in the court, get help from the Marquis' Mansion?
The mother also said that it was just that Lu Jiming liked Zizhen, but Zizhen didn't like Lu Jiming, and it was just Lu Jiming's wishful thinking. He shouldn't tell the truth to others, otherwise it would ruin Zizhen's reputation. How could he be an official in the future?
Yi Zizheng also advised him that he should hope for his own well-being. Only when he, Yi Zizheng, was well could he, Lin Jingzhe, live a good life.
They say that this is how it is between the closest and most distant relatives, and between husband and wife.
His mother took him and Yi Zizheng out to relax and took him to the temple to burn incense, hoping to comfort him.
Lin Jingzhe was almost convinced by them. All couples in the world were like this. He was too greedy. He was just a clumsy and crude son of a gambler. It was just luck that he could be with Lu Jiming.
Under the expectant gaze of his mother and Yi Zizheng, he nodded and told them that he would apologize to Lu Jiming after returning.
Yi Zizhen smiled and hugged his arm: "Thank you, brother. By the way, remember to tell Brother Jiming for me that there will be a banquet in a few days. Many dignitaries will be there. Can you ask him to take me there?"
Lin Jingzhe pulled the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Okay."
His mother also smiled at him and said, "Good boy."
However, on the way back, they encountered bandits.
He led a small number of guards to cover his mother's escape, but he and Yi Zizhen were captured.
Lu Jiming led his troops to the cliff. The bandits put knives across his and Yi Zizhen's necks and asked him, who should he choose if he could only save one of them.
Lu Jiming's eyes were bloodshot and he wished he could tear the bandits to pieces.
He did not hesitate: "Zizhen, let Zizhen go."
He chose Yi Zizhen.
He actually chose Yi Zizhen.
Lin Jingzhe couldn't help laughing out loud, and was pushed hard by the panicked bandits. He fell backwards and fell straight off the cliff.
The moment he fell off the cliff, he vaguely saw a trace of panic flash across Lu Jiming's face.
[Host Mission: Become Lin Jingzhe's teacher and help Lin Jingzhe escape the fate of falling off a cliff]
[World Difficulty: B Level]
[Mission reward: 5 health points]!
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