After a moment of silence, gasps were heard from the crowd.
Lin Xin walked off the stage, and the disciples of the aristocratic families around the competition stage consciously stepped out of the way, exactly the same as when everyone in the previous life met him. He simply raised his chin, and returned Yu Yuan to Shen Lou with one hand, with a very arrogant posture.
Shen Lou received the sword, but saw Lin Xin wink his eyes quickly at him, and then instantly resumed his contemptuous and arrogant posture, which was quite funny to watch.
The prince looked at Zhou Kang, who was walking in a vain manner, and was very disappointed. On the way back to the palace, I said to the emperor, "I wanted to recommend Zhou Kang to implement the law of cutting deer, but I didn't expect him to beat a boy who just got his hair cut."
Feng Zhuoyi laughed when he heard the words, "It must be Zhou Kang, it is Lin Xin who is too powerful. Zhu Xingli really has the ability, my son should humbly ask him for advice."
"My son understands." The prince nodded in response, but his brows did not untie.
"Zhou Kang is also a talent, let's think about it." Emperor Yuan Shuo lifted the curtain of the car, looked at Feng Zhong who was riding side by side with Lin Xin, and looked at Shen Lou surrounded by the children of the aristocratic family, thoughtfully.
The hunt in Xianchi is over, and after returning to the palace, rewards will be given for meritorious service.
Shen Lou won the first place, and he was given a lot of rewards as usual, and some rare medicinal herbs were also rewarded to make him healthy. Everyone almost forgot about Shen Shizi's frail and sick people, and then remembered that the people who originally planned to invite Shen Lou to drink suddenly stopped thinking.
"The talents of the six princes can be put to great use. Let's take the word today and call it Jiuying." Feng Zhuoyi wrote the words on the watch with his own hands, Feng Zhong took it with both hands, and knelt down to thank his father.
Since the word is taken, it must be crowned king.
"My younger brother is Fengshen, handsome and elegant, so he should use English characters as his name." The prince suggested with a smile.
Lin Xin stood aside and listened, and couldn't help rolling his eyes. When princes are crowned kings, most of them use words such as "virtuous", "loyal" and "integrity". No matter how bad they are, they use "auspicious" and "safe" for auspiciousness. What does the king of England say? Handsome, romantic and suave? It sounds like a decoration.
Feng Zhong happily accepted the title, and will hold a king ceremony soon. As for the matter of Lin Fenghou, the emperor seemed to have forgotten it, and didn't mention it, but only said that he would be rewarded for defeating Zhou Kang.
"Living up to such a young age, to be able to win the No. 1 Scholar in martial arts is truly limitless for a young man." The emperor left Lin Xin alone and asked him what he studied on weekdays.
"I've learned a little bit of everything, but I'm not very proficient in it," Lin Xin said perfunctorily, suddenly felt like someone stabbed him with a knife in the eye, stopped for a moment, turned his head suddenly, and stood in the corner directly Zhou Kang, the guard, sneered, "Guard Zhou, seems to be a little dissatisfied with the minister."
"Huh?" The emperor looked over and saw Zhou Kang had already knelt down.
"Subordinates dare not." Zhou Kang said in a stiff tone.
"Heaven's favored son, he was defeated suddenly one day. It's normal to be angry." Lin Xin deliberately angered him in a weird way. That day in the hunting ground, if Feng Zhuoyi hadn't ordered killing people, Yu Yuan's sunset sword would have chopped down to Zhou. Kang neck up.
At the end of the last life, Feng Zhong was imprisoned in Tianlao Peak, but he was often tortured by Zhou Kang. When he was finally pushed to the battlefield, he even lost his spiritual veins.
Zhou Kang lowered his head and said nothing, his fists resting on the ground, clenched tightly.
"Naughty," the emperor smiled helplessly, and waved Zhou Kang to go out, "Your mother is a mortal, and the Lin family determined that you would not have a spiritual vein. Unexpectedly, you are a rare genius who does not meet in a hundred years."
"The emperor has seen my mother?" Lin Xin asked curiously.
"I've seen her before, she's quite an interesting girl..." Lin Xin's memory of his parents is already very vague. He still dreamed of it when he was crying every night at Zhao's house when he was a child. After one night, I could never dream again.
Occasionally, I heard some of the past from Zhu Xingli's mouth, but only a few words did not form a chapter. On the contrary, it was the six months after his master's death that the emperor whispered in his ear the most during the six months he was in the palace.
Coming out of the main hall, he saw Zhou Kang standing on the jade steps without looking sideways. Lin Xin walked over with his hands behind his back and looked at him from bottom to top. The demeanor of a champion of martial arts."
"Young master is protected by the Zhu family's secret treasure, and his subordinates feel ashamed." Zhou Kang gritted his teeth, not hiding his anger. He is the son of a thousand families, even though he is extremely talented, he has always received very few resources. Now he finally had the opportunity to be promoted to ten thousand households, but was ruined by this dandy relying on secret treasures.
"Secret treasure?" Lin Xin raised his eyebrows, thinking that this person felt that his soul power was weak, thinking that he used the spiritual weapon Zhu Yangai gave him to cheat, "You think too highly of yourself, and you don't need a secret treasure to deal with you. "
Swinging his sleeves and leaving, Lin Xin walked down the ninety-nine and eighty-one jade steps step by step. Lin Xin turned his head to look at the resplendent main hall and the guards in golden armor with cold lines, his heart sank slightly.
In addition to lonely ministers, these civil servants and military generals who were always oppressed by the nobles from humble backgrounds were also good promoters of the order of discretion. If he doesn't do it, most people like Zhou Kang work hard for the emperor.
"Young Lord! Young Lord, stay a step!" The eunuch beside the emperor ran over with his chubby body, bowed his head and saluted, "The emperor asked the slave to send you the reward to the East Palace."
"En." Lin Xin was not too polite, the eunuch motioned for the palace servants behind him who were holding the rewards to follow, and he carefully walked slowly with Lin Xin.
"The emperor really loves you. Here are a few extremely rare gadgets that the prince asked for before, but the emperor was not willing to give them." The eunuch spoke sweetly, praising his master all the way, without repeating anything.
Walking to the palace road, I saw an old wooden cart pulling something out. A golden object fell from the wooden cart and hit the bluestone floor, making a crisp clanging sound.
The footsteps of the cart paused slightly, but Lin Xin picked up the thing faster than the other party. It was a small golden melon seed with an inconspicuous "Zhu" character carved on the side of the melon seed.
Lifting off the covered straw mat, there was a young female corpse lying on the wooden cart. It was obvious that she had just died not long ago, but her face was still fresh. The girl in palace attire was the girl who showed Lin Xin the way on the palace road that day. The little maid's hands were slightly curled up, the golden melon seeds probably fell from the bruise-covered fingers.
"Hey, poor man, where did this come from?" the big eunuch asked the little eunuchs pushing the cart.
"Jinchuan Pavilion." The little eunuch flinched and glanced in the direction of Jinchuan Pavilion, then pushed the cart and continued walking.
The Jinchuan Pavilion is exclusively for the children of the aristocratic families who participated in the hunt in Xianchi. Except for Shen Lou and the brothers of the Zhong family who live in the East Palace, the rest live there. It is self-evident what happened to the young and beautiful little court lady who died in the Jinchuan Pavilion and was dealt with so quietly.
Lin Xin's face turned cold, and he held the golden melon seed in his hands without speaking.
"Mortal slaves die, and the royal family can't help it. Don't be angry, Lord Hou." The chief eunuch hurriedly spoke out to comfort him.
Lin Xin glanced over, and Sen Han's killing intent scared the eunuch almost to the ground, "Go on your own." After saying that, he walked in the opposite direction to the East Palace.
"Hey, Young Lord!" The eunuch had no choice but to lead the palace servants to the East Palace alone, and met Shen Lou who was waiting for Lin Xin at the gate of the palace.
"Where's Lin Xiaohou?" Shen Lou frowned.
The Royal Library Pavilion is built like a tower, and books from ancient times to the present are piled up in the tower. Lin Xin searched for half an hour before finding Zhu Xingli in a corner covered in cobwebs.
"What's the matter?" Zhu Xingli jumped down from the window sill, bringing up a cloud of dust, and poked Lin Xin's nose with his dusty fingertips, "Who bullied you?"
Lin Xin patted Zhu Xingli's dirty hands away, and looked up at him, "Master, if there is one thing, if you do something, you will lose your reputation, and if you don't do it, the world will fall into chaos. Why?"
If you go forward, you will be completely destroyed, and if you go back, the world will be overthrown. Buddha can sacrifice his life, but Lin Xin is a layman.
"Life is alive, but I ask you to have a clear conscience. In fact, you have already thought about what to do." The smile on Zhu Xingli's face gradually faded, and he replied in a rare and serious manner.
Lin Xin lowered his head and did not speak.
Zhu Xingli casually threw the finished book back to the bookshelf, tilted his head to look at his apprentice, and suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha! Isn't Cai Cai a particularly immortal teacher?"
"..."
"I'm lying to you, idiot," Zhu Xingli dragged his apprentice out of the dusty library, grabbed a piece of grass and put it in his mouth. If you want to live comfortably, you don’t care about your reputation in life. It doesn’t matter if your reputation is ruined or the world is overthrown. At worst, we have to go to fortune-telling for fear of being a bird’s egg.”
Lin Xin looked at Zhu Xingli steadfastly, with such a master... why don't you worry about being bad.
The author has something to say: Small theater:
Lou Lou: When will my wife come back
Master: Why are you in a hurry? Our master is conducting important ideological and moral education
Lou Lou: Of course I am in a hurry, I still have to teach him something
Master: What
Lou Lou: LOL
Master: What is that
Xinxin: It’s just good brothers who fuck together~(≧▽≦)/~
Master:! ! !