Lin Zong looked at Lu Zhixing viciously, the veins on his face bulging. "Lu Zhixing! Are you worthy of the Lin family's ancestors?! Are you worthy of your father?! You ungrateful wolf!"
Lu Yanzhou couldn't stand listening to this. After all, Lu Zhixing was a prince. How could he be worthy of the ancestors of the Lin family?
"Your Excellency is wrong. I remember that Prince Jing is my brother, not a member of the Lin family." Lu Yanzhou was the crown prince after all, and he would not allow Lin Zong to humiliate the royal family.
Lu Zhixing closed his eyes and said expressionlessly, "Minister Lin, uncle, you may have forgotten that if it weren't for the upbringing of my grandfather, the Lin family wouldn't be where they are today."
The Lin family was kind enough to educate Lu Zhixing, but they couldn't use that kindness to blackmail him again and again. Moreover, Lu Zhixing had already given up everything, but they still wanted to kill him so easily.
It's no wonder he is not the big Buddha standing in the temple.
Overnight, the once glorious Lin Mansion fell apart. Lin Zhiyao and Madam Lin hugged each other and watched as the palace soldiers brought by Lu Yanzhou turned the Lin Mansion upside down.
Lin Zhiyao's eyes were filled with resentment. She stared at Lu Zhixing, but the words she spoke were very flattering, "Cousin! Cousin! You grew up in the Lin Mansion since you were a child. Don't you really have no feelings for us at all?!"
"Grandpa has always put you first in everything since you were little. When you were sick, it was Grandpa who stayed by your bedside day and night to take care of you! Have you forgotten all this?!"
But no matter how much she said, she could not avoid the fact that the Lin Mansion had collapsed. It was not until she and Mrs. Lin Zong were forced out of the Lin Mansion by Lu Yanzhou that she finally couldn't hold it in anymore and cursed at Lu Zhixing.
"Lu Zhixing, you will not die a good death! Every night from now on, you will dream that your grandfather died because of your anger!"
Lu Yanzhou watched as everyone was taken away and everything in the Lin Mansion was sealed up. He glanced at Lu Zhixing and said, "Ninth brother, the Lin Mansion is going to be sealed up and will be investigated by the authorities. You..."
"Could you please allow me to stay in the old man's room for a while?" Lu Zhixing bowed and made a request to Lu Yanzhou, "I won't touch anything in the Lin Mansion."
Lu Yanzhou stared at Lu Zhixing suspiciously. He always felt that there was something in the Lin Mansion that Lu Zhixing wanted to take away.
At this time, Song Yushu brought a group of people to the Lin Mansion.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
After all, it was Song Yushu who had given him the information, so Lu Yanzhou had to give him some face. He nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Lord Song. I have sealed off this place, so I won't bother the Overwatch Council."
"Your Highness, we are here to take over the Lin Mansion on the orders of His Majesty." Jiang Shouli suddenly spoke, looking at Lu Yanzhou with a smile.
Jiang Shouli calculated the emperor's thoughts on Lu Yanzhou and took the initiative to visit the emperor. The emperor then gave him this order without him even having to say a word.
Then he immediately took Jiang Siyuan and Song Yushu who was outside and came to the Lin Mansion together.
Even if the Lin family was in decline, a lean camel was still bigger than a horse. The joy in Lu Yanzhou's heart was suddenly shattered by someone. He was still thinking that even if Lu Zhixing wanted to compete with him in the future, he would never be able to do so.
After all, everything in the Lin Mansion went into his own pocket.
But he had never expected the emperor to stab him in the back! He kept a stiff face and tried to maintain his dignity as a prince. "Maybe my father is worried about me, but now there is no need. The Lin Mansion is under my control. You can go back."
Jiang Shouli didn't move at all. He bowed and saluted, "Your Highness, the affairs of the Lin Mansion must be reviewed by the three courts. It is not appropriate to leave it to you to take care of it. His Majesty has also taken this into consideration, so he ordered me to manage it."
Jiang Shouli was a loyal royalist and the emperor trusted him very much. Even Lu Yanzhou did not dare to confront him. He stared at Jiang Shouli for a long time and finally had no choice but to leave.
Only then could Song Yushu step forward, hold Lu Zhixing's hand, and transfer the warmth in his palm to him.
Jiang Siyuan watched silently from behind, feeling a pang in his heart, and could only turn his head away. He happened to meet his father's gloating eyes, and he could only hold the sword and turn away indifferently.
However, even if the Supervisory Council took over the Lin Mansion, Lu Zhixing could not stay there openly. He and Song Yushu loaded the carriage and returned home.
After arriving at the mansion, he disguised himself and returned to the Lin Mansion.
In Old Master Lin's room, Lu Zhixing looked at his grandfather lying on the bed, sighed softly, knelt down and kowtowed to him.
Song Yushu looked at Lu Zhixing kneeling in front of the bed. She would never kneel to a "murderer" who killed her godfather. She didn't go up and stab him twice because of Lu Zhixing.
After pushing the door open, Song Yushu stretched lazily. She hadn't slept well in the past few days.
"Congratulations." Jiang Siyuan, leaning against the corridor with a sword in his arms, stared at Song Yushu's dark circles and said coldly.
"Thanks." Song Yushu shrugged. "But apart from the Lin Mansion, there's nothing much to be happy about."
Jiang Siyuan pursed his lips and said, "The Procuratorate never participates in party disputes."
"I won't be a censor my whole life." Song Yushu tilted his head nonchalantly. "The Censorate just needs to remain impartial. The question is, can you do that?"
The original intention of the Censorate was to investigate evil spirits, but now it has become a knife in the hands of the emperor and the prince, and they can chop down anyone they dislike.
Jiang Siyuan choked and couldn't think of any words to refute.
At this time, Jiang Shouli appeared out of nowhere and patted his son on the shoulder, "Didn't your father say that you can't beat this kid?"
Jiang Siyuan slapped his father's hand away, turned around and left the corridor.
Jiang Shouli looked at his son's stubborn back and felt helpless. It was one thing for him to like a eunuch, but he couldn't even get a good word from this damn eunuch. It was really shameful!
"Dean Jiang, please say what you want to say quickly. I don't have much patience." Song Yushu knew without guessing that the old man must be saying bad things about him in his heart.
"With King Jing's attitude, will the Lin Mansion really collapse?" Jiang Shouli glanced into the room and said in an extremely weak voice.
After all, the Lin Mansion was where Prince Jing grew up, and Old Master Lin had the grace to raise Prince Jing. No matter what, the Lin Mansion should not be allowed to decline.
"If I say fall, he will fall." Song Yushu was actually not feeling well. She raised her voice deliberately, which scared Jiang Shouli who came over to talk in a low voice.
This eunuch is really becoming more and more arrogant! Jiang Shouli glanced at the silent room and shook his head slightly. If Lu Zhixing ascended to that position, would this eunuch also be a "Linfu"?
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