He was in a good mood and ordered someone to fetch water for him to wash up.
Today is his first day as the Commander of the Military Command, and he must first go to the palace to receive the imperial decree.
On the long street in the palace, he ran into Pei Xi.
Pei Xi glanced at him sideways, her expression haughty.
Behind him followed a meek little eunuch; upon closer inspection, it was none other than Xiao Luzi.
"May Your Highness be well."
Song Lin smiled slightly, not revealing his true intentions.
Pei Xi brought Xiao Luzi along, clearly to test his attitude.
He was able to tolerate it last night, and since the matter was over, he certainly wouldn't make things difficult for Pei Xi.
Pei Xi seemed quite satisfied with his performance and went with him to the Qiankun Palace.
Judging from the scene inside the hall, Emperor Jingyuan seemed to be talking with his court officials.
Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was none other than Master Jinghui, whom I hadn't seen for many days.
Song Lin respectfully bowed to Emperor Jingyuan, then stepped aside and silently observed the master.
Jinghui didn't appear in the capital very often, but each time she did, it was around the time of a major event in the capital.
I wonder why this time it's for no reason.
"Fortunately, you are there to treat Ji Rong," Emperor Jingyuan said. "Otherwise, the Dayong court would have lost a pillar of the nation."
Jinghui humbly replied, "Everything has its cause and effect. It is because Lord Ji is blessed that he was able to recover. This humble monk dares not take credit for it."
"His condition has now recovered to the most extent, and he should be able to return to his post at the Ministry of Justice in a few days."
Emperor Jingyuan nodded with satisfaction and said in a deep voice, "That's good. The case of the Illusion Moon Sect is of utmost importance. Only by entrusting it to him can I feel at ease."
When the Illusion Moon Sect was mentioned, he glanced at Song Lin standing to the side, his eyes indifferent.
Emperor Jingyuan truly hated Song Lin for being useless.
But on that day, Teng Ge Lao, who had served two dynasties, walked shakily into the palace gate for Song Lin's sake. An old man, nearly eighty years old, knelt before him for a long time.
He said that he was old and frail and might not be able to enter the palace again. His only wish was to recommend his old friend's grandson for an official position.
Emperor Jingyuan felt reluctant but ultimately agreed.
In his heart, Song Lin was far inferior to Song Yu.
Thinking of Song Yu, Emperor Jingyuan's eyes softened again.
If the descendants of court officials could all be as promising as Song Yu, how could the Great Yong Kingdom not become strong?
"As for the part involving the General's Mansion, it must also be thoroughly investigated." Emperor Jingyuan's voice was cold and stern. "We cannot implicate the innocent, nor can we let any disloyal individuals go unpunished!"
Song Lin shuddered upon hearing this.
I heard that recently, the Imperial Guards captured several groups of Phantom Moon Cult members in and around the capital. Emperor Jingyuan ordered them to be beheaded and their heads displayed in public. The bloody heads were hung in front of the city gate, and even passing children were frightened to tears. It was a truly terrifying sight.
Emperor Jingyuan hated the Illusion Moon Sect to the core.
Anyone who gets involved with them will never have a good ending.
"Father, please calm down."
Pei Xi, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up and gestured to the person behind him to present a celadon pot.
"This is the morning dew that I ordered Xiao Luzi to collect overnight at Jade Liquid Lake. It's the best for brewing Biluochun tea."
The eunuch took it, and soon a cup of fragrant Biluochun tea was brewed.
Emperor Jingyuan took a bite, and his brow relaxed.
He looked at Pei Xi: "Xi'er, you have become more and more sensible lately, and you have made great progress. This tea is good, please reward me."
Pei Xi said to the eunuch behind him, "Your father has rewarded you for your hard work, so hurry up and thank him."
The young eunuch immediately knelt down and said in a clear voice, "This humble servant, Xiao Luzi, thanks Your Majesty for your gracious reward!"
Song Lin, standing to the side, sneered inwardly.
What progress has he made? It's nothing but opportunism and flattery.
He glanced at Xiao Luzi kneeling on the ground, a slight mockery on his face.
Moreover, he was a habitual liar.
He watched coldly, with no intention of exposing the truth.
Pei Xi smiled and said to Emperor Jingyuan, "Your Majesty, I have indeed gained a lot of knowledge in handling the affairs of the Crown Prince of Song these past few days."
Upon hearing his mention, Emperor Jingyuan also recalled the banquet where Song Yu was conferred his title.
"On what day will the investiture banquet be held?"
Pei Xi replied, "Five days later."
Emperor Jingyuan nodded: "You have devoted yourself to assisting the General's Mansion. On the day of the investiture banquet, I will also bestow a reward upon you."
The two of them chatted back and forth about Song Yu's grand feast.
Song Lin was left standing aside, ignored by everyone, as if he were a superfluous person.
His face gradually became pale.
Song Lin remembered the matter that Yuan had mentioned to him. Originally, he planned to delay until he was firmly established in his position at the Commandery before rescuing Song Ziyu and the other person.
In any case, the things left behind by the Yuan family are extraordinary. As long as they are presented to Emperor Jingyuan, they will surely shock the court and the public and resolve Song Ziyu's crisis.
But he really didn't want to see Song Yu so smug.
He changed his mind.
The sooner Yuan Shi comes out, the sooner he can deal with Song Yu, which is something he is happy to see.
Song Yu's idea of holding a grand investiture banquet? Dream on.
He decided to surprise him at the banquet.
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