Chapter 111
It was impossible to see in the dark, but Jiang Xing could imagine Lin Qingyu's current expression. He stood up and lit the lamp. The light shone through the gauze curtains, illuminating the dragon bed with a warm pale yellow.
Jiang Xing sat down on the bed with his legs apart, pulled Lin Qingyu out of the quilt, and looked at the other person's expression carefully. Sure enough, he was as confused and helpless as he imagined. He put Lin Qingyu on his legs, hugged him from behind, and said, "Of course, you can like me however you want, I'd love it."
Lin Qingyu lowered his eyes and said, "If God's way of punishing me is to make the people I love suffer..."
"If that's the case, why did God give me the chance to come back to life? Wouldn't it be better to just let me die completely?"
Jiang Xing's words made some sense, but Lin Qingyu was still worried and said fearfully, "If I were a little bit worse, they would really take you away."
"They? Who?"
"I don't know." Lin Qingyu murmured, "They can't do anything to me, so they bully you. Because they know that this is the best way to torture me."
"You have to think about it from another perspective. 'They' just couldn't bear to see you suffer, so they sent me back again and again. Last time they sent me to the northwest, which made you sad for half a year; this time they let me return to the city instantly after I died, so I could find you as soon as I woke up." Jiang Xing woke up as if from a dream, "Oh my God Qingyu, you are a lucky beauty blessed by God!"
Lin Qingyu asked again: "Why do they favor me?"
Jiang Xing pretended to think: "Maybe it's because you found the antidote for the epidemic a few years ago?"
Lin Qingyu shook his head: "That's not just my credit."
"You've done well enough." Jiang Xing told him, "better than many people."
Lin Qingyu smiled, as if he was coaxed a little.
Jiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he relaxed, he began to feel sleepy again: "And the Imperial Master said that Xiao Li's body is my real body in Dayu. The first two are not compatible with me, and the soul is not in the body, so it will not last long. If you want to return to your own body, you have to die twice more. What does this have to do with you?"
Lin Qingyu thought for a long time and finally made up his mind: "No matter what, I will do less bad things in the future."
"Don't, baby. Just do whatever you want. If you have to change yourself to be in a relationship with me, then I'll be a scumbag again."
Jiang Xing knew Lin Qingyu too well. Lin Qingyu's malice never came without reason. He doesn't need Lin Qingyu to suppress his instincts, but he needs those idiots to mind their own business and stop messing with his wife.
Lin Qingyu looked back at him and asked, "If someone else comes to provoke you and me in the future, can I still do bad things to them?"
"Of course you can. You can do whatever bad things you want to them." Jiang Xing put his chin on Lin Qingyu's shoulder and squinted his eyes. "When I was the sickly Lu Wancheng, I could still clean up the mess for you. Now that you're the emperor, you can still do whatever you want. Honey, fly without worry. I'll take the blame if anything goes wrong."
Lin Qingyu laughed: "I am a powerful official, you are a puppet monarch, what can you bear for me?"
Jiang Xing tried hard to overcome his sleepiness and patiently explained: "Xiao Jie, a fool, can make Cui Lian, Tianjiying and others loyal to him just by sitting on the dragon throne, let alone me. As long as I sit in this position, there are so many things I can do."
Jiang Xing always has the ability to make people feel at ease. Lin Qingyu felt much more at ease and said, "It's getting late. I'll go back to the side hall and sleep."
Jiang Xing was so sleepy that he hugged Lin Qingyu and fell into bed together: "Since we are here, why are you leaving?"
Lin Qingyu hesitated: "If the eunuch who helps you get up tomorrow sees you..."
"It's okay. Xiao Songzi is the only one serving me right now."
Lin Qingyu selfishly didn't want to be separated from Jiang Xing, so after hearing what he said, she found a comfortable position in his arms and curled up to fall asleep.
The next day, Xiao Songzi went into the palace to serve as usual, and was surprised to find that the emperor had already gotten up. What shocked him even more was that there was a vague figure behind the bed curtains.
“Emperor…”
Jiang Xing raised his finger: "Shh."
Xiao Songzi covered her mouth, stared and shook her head, indicating that she saw nothing. The two of them came to the outer hall, and Jiang Xing asked, "Where did Lord Lin go after presiding over General Gu's funeral yesterday?"
Xiao Songzi said, “Lord Lin took Duke Wu, General Shi and several other military officers, as well as Master Shen, to the Dali Temple.”
Taking Wu Jiang and Shen Huaishi to the Dali Temple should be about the issue of food and fodder in Jiangnan. So, he spent so much effort to make Lin Qingyu return to normal, but Xi Rong's few words stimulated Lin Qingyu to the point that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and threw himself into his arms for comfort?
Can.
Jiang Xing put on the dragon robe and said, "Go and call Shen Huaishi."
Shen Huaishi has not arrived yet, so Xu Junyuan comes to ask for a meeting first. He came to resign from Jiang Xing.
"Now that the emperor has someone he can trust, I am no longer needed. The hustle and bustle in the palace is not conducive to cultivation. I still want to return to Changsheng Temple and pray for Dayu and the emperor."
Jiang Xing said, "You came just in time. Let me ask you, according to what you said, I am using my own body now, so the soul shouldn't run around anymore?"
Xu Junyuan nodded and said, "Your Majesty, this is how it should be."
Jiang Xing also said the same thing to Lin Qingyu, but Lin Qingyu still made trouble for himself. Psychological problems can sometimes be solved with the help of external objects, which can give Lin Qingyu something to rely on, and this may have some effect.
"Do you have something like a 'Soul-Fixing Jade'?"
"'Soul-Fixing Jade'?" Xu Junyuan asked curiously, "What is that?"
That means it’s gone. Jiang Xing glanced up and down at Xu Junyuan, his eyes lingering on the jade pendant tied around his waist: "This is it."
At this time, Xiao Songzi brought Shen Huaishi: “Your Majesty, Master Shen is here.”
Shen Huaishi has known the emperor's true identity for some time. After digesting it for such a long time, he could barely combine the Gu Fuzhou he knew and the young emperor in front of him. This is also due to the fact that Jiang Xing's personality is too distinct, especially when he does not deliberately hide it, giving people the feeling that there is no other like him in the world.
Shen Huaishi was about to kneel down and salute when he heard the emperor say, "You don't have to be polite in front of me. I heard that Lord Lin took you to the Dali Temple yesterday."
Shen Huaishi nodded: “Yes.”
"Did he say how to deal with Xi Rong?"
"Lord Lin said to hand him over to us for disposal. General Wu meant to let him experience all the tortures that Dayu used."
Jiang Xing disagreed: "Xi Rong could even endure castration and water torture, so what else can he do? To deal with a man like him, the best strategy is to attack his heart."
Shen Huaishi asked: "What does the emperor think?"
Jiang Xing smiled and said, "I can't discuss the best ideas, but you can refer to them. For example, take Xi Rong to Jinyang Garden and give him..." Jiang Xing paused, "commit suicide."
Xu Junyuan was curious: "Why is it Jinyang Garden?"
Jiang Xing said casually: "The scenery there is beautiful."
When Xu Junyuan understood what was going on, he couldn't help but be quite surprised. This doesn't seem like Mr. Jiang's style, but more like something Lin Qingyu would do.
I think Mr. Jiang is gradually adapting to his new identity.
The so-called supreme ruler, who has the power of life and death over all under heaven, all depends on his thoughts.
Hearing the noise coming from the hall, Jiang Xing waved his hand and asked the two to leave.
Lin Qingyu was tying her hair when she saw Jiang Xing come in and asked, "I missed the morning court session. Why didn't you wake me up?"
Jiang Xing said, "I just woke up too. Let me show you something."
"What?"
Jiang Xing spread out his hands, and a jade pendant with a palace belt hung down: "This is the legendary Soul-Fixing Jade."
Lin Qingyu was suspicious: "'Soul-Fixing Jade'?"
"With this jade, my soul will be firmly attached to this body and will no longer fly around Dayu." Jiang Xing made up a story, "I heard from Xu Junyuan that this jade is a spiritual stone on the top of Kunlun Mountain. It has been nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and has become a spirit..."
Lin Qingyu: “…”
He had just mentioned this matter last night, and Xu Junyuan took the initiative to send the things over. How could it be such a coincidence? But Jiang Xing tried so hard to comfort him, and he didn't want to disappoint Jiang Xing.
Lin Qingyu chuckled: "In this case, I feel relieved."
A few days later, news came from Jinyang Garden that Xi Rong disobeyed the order and refused to hang himself in the garden. After dragging on for half an hour, he was stabbed in the throat by Shi Pei's sword. Blood flowed from his mouth and neck, soaking the earth. Even the peach blossoms in the garden seemed to be more beautiful.
It is said that he had only one request before he died: "Ajie, don't look."
The day after Xi Rong's death, Xiao Jie also went crazy. It might not be accurate to describe him as “crazy”, as he did not make any noise or do anything drastic, but his eyes had lost their luster and he allowed himself to be manipulated without saying a word. Just like Xiao Li before, only a delicate shell was left.
After Lin Qingyu learned about it, he asked Xiao Songzi to send a bottle of medicine to Xiao Jie. Jiang Xing asked him, "Master Lin, are you going to do something bad or good?"
Lin Qingyu smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, please make a guess."
In March, the grass is green, the birds are singing, and the flowers are blooming. This long winter is finally over.
Under the Queen Mother's tireless teaching, His Majesty still doesn't talk much, but when he does speak he is becoming more and more fluent.
Ordinary princes would start learning to read as soon as they could speak, and then learn the Four Books and Five Classics, and historical essays. The Queen Mother was devoted to the cultivation of the Emperor and seldom interfered in the affairs of state. Lin Qingyu was left alone with his confidants to lead the lazy Emperor forward, and was eventually promoted to the position of Prime Minister.
Lin Qingyu had never passed the imperial examinations. He was just an imperial physician, but he could become the head of all officials at this age. Some people said that he had stepped on his two deceased husbands to reach his current situation; some people said that he was very capable and they didn't know what kind of magic potion he had fed the late emperor and the empress dowager; others disagreed and insisted that Lin Qingyu relied on his face.
However, no matter how badly these people said things to him in private, on the surface they had to respectfully call him "Minister Lin".
One day, Lin Qingyu happened to pass by the Imperial Hospital and saw many new faces. These people were all new medical officers entering the palace. Some of them looked about the same age as he had been when he first entered the palace, young and vigorous, full of vigor and vitality.
A medical officer was walking on the road, frowning and thinking, no one knew what he was thinking. He didn't react when the acupuncture bag fell to the ground. Lin Qingyu bent down to pick it up and said, "Stay."
The medical officer turned his head upon hearing the voice, and what he saw was a crane embroidered on the indigo official uniform, and above it was a face that was extremely beautiful, yet fierce.
The medical officer was stunned. He recovered after hearing the eunuch cough twice. He knelt down hurriedly and said, "Your humble servant pays respect to the Prime Minister."
In this palace, there is only one person who can wear the official uniform embroidered with cranes and has such a face.
Lin Qingyu looked at the acupuncture bag for a while and returned it. The medical officer was flattered. He took it tremblingly and said with a red face, "Thank you, Prime Minister."
Lin Qingyu was distracted for a moment, and said, "Go and get busy."
As expected, compared to government affairs, he still prefers the art of medicine. Unfortunately, since Xiao Jie ascended the throne, he has had little time to do what he likes.
Lin Qingyu returned to Xingqing Palace and saw the pile of memorials on the table. He felt inexplicably tired. He forced himself to open one of the letters, which was a memorial from Wu Youyuan from the northwest. The memorial stated that the Northwestern Army successfully captured a large city in Western Xia. This is the largest city in the southeast of Western Xia, with a population of tens of thousands. They were unwilling to harm the surrendered soldiers and civilians, but the surrendered soldiers of Western Xia secretly colluded with the civilians, causing a lot of trouble to the Northwest garrison.
Wu Youyuan was proficient in military tactics and quickly grew into a great general after Gu Fuzhou's death, but he knew nothing about governing a country. He could easily capture a city but did not know how to govern it.
Lin Qingyu picked up the pen and was about to review it when a voice came from outside: "The emperor returns to the palace——"
Jiang Xing waved away the others and complained, "I just got out of Ci'an Palace - what are you doing?"
Lin Qingyu said coldly: "What else can I do?"
Jiang Xing keenly noticed the resentment in Lin Qingyu's tone. He walked behind Lin Qingyu and said earnestly, "Your Excellency Prime Minister, you have worked hard. Can I give you a shoulder massage?"
Lin Qingyu did not stop Jiang Xing. Jiang Xing massaged his shoulders with just the right amount of force, relieving a little of his fatigue. After a while, he said, "My legs are sore too."
Jiang Xing pushed the memorial aside, made a small space on the table, and carried Lin Qingyu up there so that he could serve him more conveniently.
While serving, Jiang Xing touched the beautiful prime minister from head to toe. Lin Qingyu's official uniform was also crumpled into a mess. Jiang Xing, who was still a teenager, couldn't help but feel a little distracted, so he asked politely: "Qingyu, are you free to let me take advantage of you?"
Lin Qingyu didn't have the heart to do business, so he stretched out his hand and asked, "How do you want to occupy it?"
Jiang Xing took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Prime Minister, you are making me very busy." Lin Qingyu said with regret, "But I still have a lot of memorials to read."
"It's okay, I'll help you later."
Lin Qingyu didn't believe it: "Can you see it?"
Jiang Xing said absentmindedly: "I can try."
After taking charge of government affairs, Lin Qingyu held a pen every day, and a layer of fine calluses formed on his fingertips. Jiang Xing couldn't help asking, "Qingyu, the ointment you gave me last time..."
Lin Qingyu raised his eyelids and said, "Do I look like someone who carries this thing with him? Last time I gave it to you, you didn't want it. Now it's gone. It's too late to wait."
Jiang Xing smiled and said, "You don't have to bring it. I will carry it with me from now on. If you don't have it, forget it. Let's try something else this time." After saying that, he lowered his head to him again.
Lin Qingyu's eyes widened and his voice trembled: "You..."
He didn't know where to put his hands and accidentally touched the memorial beside him. The pile of memorials suddenly fell down and scattered all over the ground.
Jiang Xing felt that the table was inconvenient, so he carried Lin Qingyu to the bed. The hibiscus tent is warm and the fragrance of love is everywhere.
When Lin Qingyu got down from the dragon bed, it was already late. Afterwards, Jiang Xing kept him company and he took a nap, and the day passed like this. Thinking of the pile of things waiting for him to deal with, Lin Qingyu felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have left his work aside and indulged in lust with the "tyrant" in broad daylight. I'm afraid I'll have to stay up half the night again tonight.
Lin Qingyu returned to the table and saw that the memorial that had fallen on the ground had been picked up at some point and placed neatly on the table.
When he and Jiang Xing were in the same palace, the palace servants dared not enter without permission - so, was it Jiang Xing who took care of it?
Lin Qingyu opened Wu Youyuan's memorial, and inside there were four words written in his handwriting: Divide and rule.
He looked at the person who was fast asleep on the bed, as if thinking about something.
Jiang Xing has been idle for so long, it's time to wake him up and do some real work.
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