Zhuolu

Chapter 52: Yo Yo (four)

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Standing on the teahouse and looking down, Lin Xin was hanging on Shen Lou's chest, rubbing around, obviously playing tricks, and Shen Lou also let him make a fuss in a good temper, and did not forget to tell the guards to pick off the man from the clock tower .

"Speaking of a gentleman, he is as gentle as jade. I didn't expect the son to have such a temperament in private!" Princess Yunxi said in amazement, the proud son of heaven should be proud and cold, so how can he have such a gentle side

"Ah?" Shen Yingying glanced at her elder brother, and didn't think he could be matched with words like Wen Runruyu, "Don't be fooled, he doesn't treat others like this, it's not because of Ashin's temper, he can't help it .”

If he is really a gentle person, why didn't he treat his sister better? She was okay when she was a child, and occasionally touched her head or something. After she could draw a bow and shoot an arrow, she didn't know how to cherish her at all.

But Yunxi didn't listen at all, lifted the curtain, stared at Shen Lou for a moment, and shed tears as she watched. She could have married a gentleman like a bamboo like a pine, but now she is going to marry a barbarian who is like a wolf and a tiger.

It was not a trivial matter that the Marquis of the Lulu was assassinated on the Imperial Street. Emperor Yuanshuo was furious and ordered a thorough investigation. However, those assassins were all dead men, and those who were caught killed themselves by biting the poison sac between their teeth on the spot, and nothing was found out.

"Who did it, Your Majesty must be aware of it." Lin Xin changed into a clean set of clothes, sat casually on the soft couch with one leg bent, and let the imperial physician treat the incision on his hand.

Poison is a poison that seals the throat when seeing blood, but Lin Xin was prepared, his body was covered with a layer of spiritual power, and the poison was controlled at the moment of injury, so that the poisonous blood did not attack the heart and die unexpectedly.

Emperor Yuan Shuo sighed, did not answer Lin Xin's question, and instead asked the imperial physician, "What's the matter?"

"Returning to the emperor, most of the venom has been forced out by the Marquis of the Deer, but it has not been cleaned up, and some decoction is needed," said the imperial doctor, letting go of his pulse, "Also, please don't use your spiritual power for seven days. .”

If the remaining poison is not cleared, the use of spiritual power will cause the poison to invade the five internal organs and cause the root of the disease.

Lin Xin sneered, "If you don't need it, don't use it. If you don't have spiritual power, you can still clean up the group of miscellaneous fish."

Feng Zhuoyi waved the imperial physician back, and looked at Lin Xin thoughtfully, "Why did Shen Lou send you back just now?"

"Presumably Shen Shizi knew about those people's plans," Lin Xin said without hesitation, "If you save me, you can get rid of the relationship."

The emperor's eyebrows began to twitch.

As the New Year's Eve is approaching, year-old tributes from various places will be delivered one after another, and many princes or princes will stay in Beijing. In a brothel in Yongdu, Qushan Hou Shizi and Donglin Hou Shizi are having fun between their red sleeves and fragrant temples.

"I heard that the emperor was so angry that even the banquet was postponed. We need to thoroughly investigate this matter." Qu Shanhou's son felt a little uneasy.

"What are you afraid of? Even if we are found out, what can we do if there is no evidence?" Donglin Hou Shizi curled his lips, "The law of the great mediocrity is not a crime of treason or regicide, and you are not allowed to kill princes and princes' sons. The royal family If you lose face, naturally you have to put on a show."

Qushan Hou Shizi thought about it, he immediately relaxed and clinked glasses with Donglin Hou Shizi.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the door covered with pink Goryeo paper was kicked open roughly, and a group of Habayashi soldiers in silver armor entered.

"Who is it?" Donglin Empress hurriedly put on his outer shirt, groped among the futon tulle, and before he could pick up the spirit sword beside the mat, his palm was trampled on by a foot wearing cloud-patterned silver thread boots. Looking up with eyes wide open, he saw Lin Xin's handsome face full of hostility.

Lin Xin patted the young master's face with the knife face of the hook, "Your grandfather and me."

"Lin Bucheng, we are the princes of Liehou, why do you arrest us!" Qushanhou's son was being escorted by the Habayashi army, yelling.

"Heh," Lin Xin smiled as if he had heard some joke, and kicked Qu Shanhou Shizi's lower abdomen, "If you are arrested, I will arrest you, what proof do you want!"

The Marquis of Cutting Lu led a mighty team of the Yulin Army, arrested the two sons of the princes directly into the palace, threw them on the Tai Chi platform for public interrogation, and called all the princes and princes' sons in the capital to watch.

The Zhong brothers stood with Shen Lou, Zhong Youyu looked at the two kneeling on the bluestone slab, and whispered: "What's the use of arresting them, according to the law, even if there is evidence to prove that they sent someone Even if you kill Lin Xin, you can't do anything to them."

Shen Lou pursed his lips and remained silent.

"The royal family can't, but Lin Xin can." Zhong Wumo said every word.

"Huh?" Zhong Youyu was puzzled, and before asking, someone had already spoken over there.

"Marquis of the deer, they are the princes of Liehou, how can you let them kneel like this, how decent is it?"

"Yeah, even if you did something wrong, it should be judged by the emperor. What right do you have to act like this?"

Lin Xin unhurriedly pulled out the swallowing hook, and gestured on the neck of the bound Donglin Hou Shizi, "This matter has nothing to do with the law, but a personal grievance." Personal grievances don't need the royal family to come forward, they sent people to kill Lin Xin, Lin Xin came back with revenge, retaliation, very fair.

"This..." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"You said we sent someone to kill you, do you have evidence?" Qu Shan Hou Shizi asked with a straight neck.

"Tch, this Marquis thinks that you are suspected of killing Ben Hou, so there is." Lin Xin turned around, wrapped the machete around the neck of Prince Qushan Hou, and the flick of his fingers inspired Lu Li, and the aura immediately began to circulate, and the blade turned into a A perfect circle, with the head tightly encircled in the center, "Break your hand, compare swords, you choose the one."

Since it is a personal grievance, use the method to resolve the personal grievance.

Zhong Youyu gasped, "This is too domineering."

"If you don't do this, this kind of assassination will not stop in the future." Shen Lou lowered his eyes, covering his eyes full of pity. Xinxin still has injuries on his body, but he has no time to rest. He has been non-stop since he came back, and he doesn't know if the poison has been cured.

The two princes of Liehou were sweating coldly. Severing a hand meant stretching out a hand for Lin Xin to chop off obediently; fighting a sword meant going up to the sword fighting arena with Lin Xin.

"I, Lin Buchen, am a reasonable person. If you insist that you didn't send someone to assassinate you, you can go to the sword competition with me. How about handing it over to the Heavenly Dao for trial?" Yanggu sword, cut off the ropes on the two people, handed over the sword body, and asked them to accept the sword competition.

Judgment by the way of heaven, the premise is that the strength of both parties is similar. But who is Lin Xin? Lin Yedan, the top ten masters in the world, was defeated by him. They are two juniors from aristocratic families with weak crowns and mediocre aptitude. How can they be opponents of such a monster like Lin Xin

"Brother Chen, we..." Qushan Hou Shizi looked at Donglin Hou Shizi desperately. He didn't want to have his hand cut off, and wanted to accept the conditions of the sword competition.

"Don't be stupid, he's just looking for a reason to kill us." Donglin Hou Shizi was very sober, the two of them together were not Lin Xin's opponents, the only way to go to the sword competition was to die. No matter how arrogant Lin Xin was, he couldn't kill them without evidence, so he used the sword fight as a gimmick to take their lives.

"It seems that the two have already been chosen, what a pity." Lin Xin put his sword into its sheath, raised his chin, and the Silver Armored Feather Forest Army immediately stepped forward and pressed the two of them on the bluestone board.

"Ah, no, no, no! You can't do this, I'm the prince of Liehou, ah—" The shrill screams resounded throughout the palace, and everyone who was forced to come to watch turned their eyes away. Several people who were also involved in this incident hid themselves in the crowd.

Lin Xin flicked the blood beads on the swallowing hook, and glanced coldly at everyone, "This Marquis is running an errand for the emperor, and I have no enmity or grudge with you. Everything is discussed and discussed, and we will be safe. But whoever offends this Marquis On the head, this is the end."

The severed hands were packed into camphorwood boxes and sent to their respective fathers as New Year gifts. The matter of assassinating the Marquis of the Lulu was over. Lin Xin no longer pursued other people involved in this matter, and those people also kept their mouths shut and dared not say anything more.

"Hahahaha, this Lin Xin was born to be my Marquis of the Deer!" After hearing Lin Xin's handling, Emperor Yuan Shuo was extremely satisfied. All matters were settled within a day, and the palace banquet could proceed as usual without delay.

"Lin Bu is ruthless and merciless, it's hard to control, father should be careful." The crown prince disagreed, Lin Xin is so obedient now because he is thinking of Emperor Yuanshuo's kindness to his father, and when he ascends the throne, this too sharp knife It's hard to grasp.

"Everything Ah Xin did was loyal to the country, and it can't be said to be cruel or not. There was a conflict between ordinary immortals, and it was handled in the same way." Feng Zhong defended Lin Xin.

The crown prince glanced at Feng Zhong, "I have been close to the Marquis of the Lulu since I was a child, so I think he would like everything. A king can't be so partial, so he should always be vigilant."

"What Brother Prince taught me is that my subordinates are mean and have never learned how to be a king, so I made my brother laugh at me." Feng Zhong lowered his head and said humbly.

It is not a pleasing behavior to talk about the way of being a king in front of the emperor.

The corner of Feng Zhang's eyes twitched, and he immediately looked at the emperor's expression, and sure enough, he saw a fleeting displeasure, and secretly annoyed, "The marriage has been discussed, and the barbarian promises to marry the princess and go back to be Wu Luolan Heruo's Ke Dun. This time, let the sixth brother go to see off the relatives."

Hu Tian has snowfall in August, so it is not a good job to send the princess out of the fortress in the cold winter months. Feng Zhong acted honestly and didn't say much. After leaving the palace, he went to the Houlu Mansion.

Because Lin Xin had to do business for the emperor now, he often lived in Yongdu and could not return to the fiefdom, so Emperor Yuanshuo gave him this house. During these days when Lin Xin was confiscating deer glass everywhere, the Hou Lu Mansion in the capital had been repaired, and it was all managed by Feng Zhong.

There is no luxurious decoration in the mansion, it is clean and natural, very similar to the decoration of Yanqiu. A formation is set up in the courtyard, and ordinary thieves can't get out when they come in.

In the warm and pleasant bedroom, Lin Xin took off his clothes slowly, revealing the sword wound that was still oozing blood, "Tsk, what a pity, if they choose the sword competition, they will be able to keep their hands."

Shen Lou dipped the ointment with his fingertips, and smeared it on the back that was as white as cold jade, "Why don't you just take care of it, are you stupid?"

This injury was caused by a sword fight with Lin Yedan, and it has not been treated. The blood is all over the underwear, as if he doesn't know the pain.

"The body of the slave family can only be seen by the eldest son." Lin Xin pulled Shen Lou's sleeve to cover half of his face, and said shyly.

Shen Lou's hands trembled, and a large lump of ointment fell on the wound on his shoulder.

"Hiss—" Lin Xin gritted his teeth, and couldn't continue acting immediately, "Take it easy, it hurts me to death, you're the one crying."

"Why do you say they will win?" Shen Lou sighed and said something else, trying to divert his attention from the beautiful body in front of him.

But Lin Xin refused to let him go, turned around and hugged Shen Lou's waist, and showed him the back that needed to be healed, "Well... the imperial doctor told me not to use my spiritual power for seven days... ah..."

The low groan sounded seductive, and Shen Lou's mouth became dry for a while, "Lin Xin!"

"Huh?" Lin Xin raised his head and looked at him innocently, "What's wrong?"

Shen Lou lowered his head, looking at it from this angle, it was very familiar. Once in the palace of Luxi Terrace, he was hung up by chains, and this man just put his face on his lower abdomen, smiling coquettishly.

He stretched out his hand uncontrollably, and caressed Lin Xin's side face.

"Xinxin!" Feng Chong pushed the door open and walked in, and saw the two staring at each other in this strange posture.

With lightning speed, Shen Lou pulled off his outer shirt to cover Lin Xin, and looked at Feng Zhong coldly.

"What are you doing?" This pretentious gesture immediately aroused Feng Zhong's suspicion.

"Apply the medicine, what else can you do?" Lin Xin said angrily, the good opportunity was blocked by Feng Zhong, and he ran all the way with the injury in vain.

Zhu Xingli was not in Yongdu, and he said he was looking for a way to cure Shenlou, but he didn't know where he went. What he, the grand master, did without sincerity. He fished for three days and posted nets for three months. Master was not around, Feng Zhong had no one to discuss when something happened, so he wanted to talk to Lin Xin, but he was scolded by his senior brother as soon as they met.

In the evening palace banquet, Emperor Dayong hosted a banquet for Beimo envoys. The blood on the Taiji platform had been washed clean, the brocade was everywhere in the Hall of Spring Harmony, and all eighteen copper bird lampstands were lit, as if it were daytime.

No one around Hou Luhou dared to approach him, but Duke Xuan took the initiative to sit beside him and drank without changing his expression.

"Shen Shizi has a broad mind, and Lin admires it." Lin Xin shook the wine in his hand and clinked glasses with him.

"You are injured, don't drink." Shen Lou didn't touch him, snatched the luminous cup from his hand and drank it down in one gulp.

From the eyes of others, it was Lin Xin who forced Shen Shizi to drink the wine in his hand.

"Why do you have to sit beside me? Look at those people, they dare not come over to toast." Lin Xin raised his eyes and glanced over, those princes and lieutenants all lowered their heads to avoid his gaze. Shen Lou was very popular, and on such an occasion, he would be surrounded by the children of the aristocratic family to drink, but now no one dared to come over, it was very deserted.

"You can't use spiritual power, don't leave my side," Shen Lou said in a low voice, "This time the barbarians came with two nobles, I don't know if there are any spirit devourers, and be careful."

"The emperor wants me to come back, isn't it because he is afraid of something going wrong. The imperial doctor told him face to face that I can't use spiritual power. I think I will send more experts to this palace." The emperor had a blind trust in his strength. The barbarian's cultivation method is different from that of the Central Plains, and some weird methods are hard to guard against, so Feng Zhuoyi asked him to come back just in case.

Just as they were talking, two barbarian envoys entered the room and bowed to salute the emperor on the throne, "Your Majesty the Emperor of Dayong, Khan Daiwuluolan sends you his greetings."

The barbarian spoke with a bit of strange frustration, as if singing, which was quite interesting. They brought a gift to the emperor, which was a Persian dancer.

Sending gold, silver, and deer glass is something that only subordinates can do. Beimo is not a vassal, so they send such beautiful but impractical things.

"Dingling..." Accompanied by the tinkling of silver bells, a dancer dressed in colorful clothes and a veil walked in. The tall figure is completely different from that of the Central Plains woman. The veil covers the mouth and face, only revealing a pair of deep blue eyes, standing in the center of the hall and saluting enchantingly.

When the music started, the dancer danced lightly, her exotic dancing posture was really beautiful, and her light dance steps spun in the hall. After a few ups and downs, he turned to Lin Xin, his blue eyes were like a pool of lake water, he looked over with wetness, and the slender hand wearing a handbell picked up the jug, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Lin Xin with the sound of music .

Emperor Yuan Shuo couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene, "You can drink the wine toasted by the beauty."

Shen Lou couldn't stop it in time, Lin Xin already took the cup and drank it down, and touched the dancer's palm along the way.

Shen Lou glared at him, watching those wolf cub eyes turn peachy.

Lin Xin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "My lord, there is something I want to ask you for advice."

"What?" Shen Lou asked angrily.

Lips stained with wine opened and closed, and the music was so loud that Shen Lou couldn't hear it clearly, so he couldn't help leaning over.

"I mean..." Lin Xin approached suddenly, rubbed his ear and said, "Just now in the Hou's residence, are you hard?"

The author has something to say: Small theater:

"The Bundle Play of Past Life"

Lou Lou: Let me down!

Xinxin: Hehe, only if you are tied up will you be obedient

Lou Lou: What do you want

Xinxin: It's all tied up, don't you know what I want to do? Of course it is... scratching the soles of the feet~(≧▽≦)/~

Lou Lou: …