Chapter 199 Her reputation is ruined
Even though he was climbing up the room in the middle of the night, it was for serious business after all, and he really fulfilled his promise and sent out three unique agency maps.
It is true that the Mohist mechanism is ingenious and ingenious. When you unfold the drawings and observe them carefully, you will be amazed.
"The Mo Pavilion Elders will send someone to help you make these weapons, but Your Majesty, please promise us not to abuse them for selfish reasons, otherwise the Mo Clan will have to end their relationship with you."
Without the playful smile of the past, the baby face that was always regarded as a child was solemn and serious.
"After the Mo family's affairs are settled for the time being, I will also go to Southern Xinjiang soon. Then we can meet again!"
In a second, he came up to her with a smile. In Jun Lin's puzzled eyes, Lin Jun sighed and said, "To be honest, I am too loyal. How can I let my brother Si Nian suffer alone in Southern Xinjiang?"
"Hey, you said I've been to see him twice, how many times have you been to see him, Brother Xiaolin?"
"This kid is so miserable. When he was bitten by the insect, he just cut open his flesh and squeezed the insect out. Hiss, it hurts me to see it. The scar on his arm hasn't gone away yet."
"He's working hard for the sake of lurking. The King of Southern Xinjiang has already ordered a marriage between him and the daughter of the general's mansion. I can even ask for a glass of wine from my brother's wedding when I go back."
He stroked his chin and talked incessantly, completely unaware that Jun Lin had frowned slightly.
Si Nian did not report the latter two events to himself.
The narrow phoenix eyes slowly half-closed, covering up the obscure emotions in them, and without saying a word, she lifted the boy's collar, opened the door, and threw it out, all in one go.
With a "bang", Lin Junhuai was instantly transferred from the warm house to the cold outside.
No matter how cold it is outside, it is not as cold as his pure and flawless heart.
I should have seen through this man's ugly nature! He turned his face against me after getting the agency map!
He thought viciously and looked around quickly, and only relaxed when he saw no one.
No matter how glorious they were when they laughed at them, they look so miserable now when they are thrown out.
I am a giant after all! Can you throw it more gently next time?
When the sky was getting light, Jun Lin found Elder Mo Ge to say goodbye: "I need to go to Southern Xinjiang now, so I will rest assured if you find someone to escort this map back to Jingguo."
The elder readily agreed: "Since the Mohists have already chosen their position, they will naturally do a good job for Your Majesty. Please don't worry."
A smile spread across Jun Lin's eyes. "Thank you for your hard work, Elder. Please give this letter to the Left Prime Minister."
The letter instructed Minghe to discuss the war budget with others and manufacture a certain number of weapons according to the organization diagram. It also outlined some minor changes in the plan and made all preparations to wait for the war after the peace period ended.
The elder stared at her silently for a while. Seeing her rock-hard calm eyes, his originally hesitant heart suddenly became peaceful and calm. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
After she had finished explaining the matters here, she left the government city without stopping. She settled Yian and the others in the guest inn first, and then she rode straight to the imperial city of Yue State at full speed. She had promised to meet the ministers before going to southern Xinjiang, and she had not forgotten it.
After Emperor Jing left, the three of them stayed in their respective guest rooms until Yian's door was knocked on in a restrained and polite manner around noon.
The wooden door was knocked three times and then pushed open. The person who came in had silver hair that looked like moonlight, with slightly curled hair ends and soft and handsome facial features. His blue eyes were warm and clear under his long snow-white eyelashes, and his brilliance was unparalleled in the world.
Yi An sat up from the bed, slowly put down the book in his hand, and casually tucked his long bangs behind his ears. His red-blue eyes were filled with a faint smile: "Ali."
Feihua Suiyu's voice was clear and melodious, and it seemed so familiar to Wen Suili. The man leaned forward slightly and saluted Yian with a gentle look in his eyes. He said respectfully in a voice as clear as flower dew: "Brother."
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It felt a bit isolated inside the agency city. Now, as Jun Lin rode his horse along the long street, he heard the rustling discussions of passers-by and finally realized what was happening outside.
When the ministers announced the fact that children in Nanjiang were being forced to refine pigs, there was immediate condemnation. The King of Nanjiang announced that he would give an explanation to the King of Yue. He then beheaded a member of the royal family who had refined pigs and ordered further investigation, which temporarily calmed the people's anger.
But how could the ministers not know that the man who was beheaded was just a discarded pawn pushed out by the King of Southern Xinjiang to bear the wrath of the people? Even though they knew this very well, they just couldn't say anything wrong.
In order to give an explanation to the Kingdom of Yue, they even killed the royal family and promised to continue the investigation. What else are you going to say? This would only make you lose face as the King of Yue.
Jun Lin, who had already arrived at the palace to meet with the ministers, curled his lips in disdain when he heard this: "If it were me, I would definitely fight him to the death. He won't be able to live in peace until this matter is cleared up."
That's right. She had been notorious for her tyranny for five years. These kings also knew what a bad temper Emperor Jing had. If she really kept holding on to it, not many people would find it surprising. But the ministers were different. They were polite and decent in all aspects and would not be criticized by the new king.
One is a junior fellow apprentice with a long history of bad deeds who has turned over a new leaf but is still evil; the other is a senior fellow apprentice who is actually a good-looking scoundrel but appears to be polite and respected by everyone.
Obviously the former is more convenient to do things.
The common people thought she was as perfect as a god, but in the imperial circle, Jun Lin was basically arrogant and domineering, with such a bad reputation that even the King of Southern Xinjiang and his men had to grit their teeth and curse her before going to bed.
But does she care?
She doesn't care.
Anyway, I have been smelly before, so what do you care even if I become even stinkier?
Fortunately, she now has the Lord of the Snow Region as her friend, and the new King of Yue is also her senior brother. Now she feels a little cared for among these five people.
Gong Qing kneaded his eyebrows, and for the first time he envied his junior brother's arrogant attitude. His voice was filled with fatigue from the past few days: "I asked you to come here to share my worries. Who asked you to cause trouble for me?"
Jun Lin took a bite of the rouge cake that was brought to his mouth, and passed it to the minister with his crooked hand, saying with a smile: "How about I help you with this matter? Since it is not convenient for you to come forward and fight with him to the end, then I will help the people of Yue to seek justice."
The delicate and sweet rouge cake was pinched by the porcelain-white fingers and dangled by the eyes. Gong Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head and bit it in her position for a whole day.
The man's heart suddenly trembled when his thin lips touched her warm fingertips, but he didn't show his emotion on his face. He smiled and said, "You are good at calculating. If you succeed, won't the people of Yue be grateful to Emperor Jing? You want to win the hearts of the people before you conquer Yue?"
Jun Lin leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs and fingers, and looked like he was too lazy to do anything. "Is there a problem? What's yours is mine, isn't it? Isn't it only natural for me to help you vent your anger when Yue State is upset?"
Duke: “…”
Just because you have a bad reputation once, you don't want to improve at all, right?
But what's yours is mine——
The minister raised his eyes and suddenly smiled without saying anything.