Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Knowing that Lin Xin had just used excessive soul power and did not have a serious problem, Feng Zhong returned to the capital first to deal with the increasingly urgent orders from Emperor Yuanshuo.
Lin Qu was not in a hurry to leave. He sat in the pavilion of Huan Xinghai and played chess with Shen Qirui: “Shibo, when you have time, go to the snow mountain to persuade my father. He doesn’t go out all day, he only knows how to oversee the children at home.”
Shen Yingying, who was sitting on the side repairing her arrow feathers, interrupted: “Dad, do you hear him? If you have nothing to do, you should also go visit relatives and friends. Don’t stare at the children at home every day.” Shen Qirui, who had nothing to do, had begun to feel a headache for his daughter’s marriage.
Father Shen’s face turned dark.
Lin Qu bent his sparkling peach blossom eyes and slowly lowered his gaze, cutting off Shen Qirui’s good path.
On the waterside pavilion not far away, Zhu Xingli was teaching Wen Shilan how to manipulate the red line. Wen Shilan was clumsy and slow to learn. During the few days when Lin Xin was sleeping, he barely learned the basics.
“Today, let’s learn something difficult.” Zhu Xingli fiddled with the red thread with one hand, and He Ruo sat down and crossed his legs gracefully.
“This…” Wen Shilan had never seen the Great Khan sit like this before. The prairie men all sat with their legs spread apart.
He Ruo smiled helplessly and allowed Zhu Xingli to tease his A Qian.
After teaching him to Erlang his legs, he also taught somersaults, tickling, and picking his nose. Wen Shilan was sweating profusely and said, “We don’t need these, right?” He would never let He Ruo do such actions.
“Hey, you still have to learn what you need to learn. One day you will go back to Beimo and there will be no one to teach you. There will be no place to cry when the time comes.” Zhu Xingli put on the face of a gentleman with a missionary background.
“Master, Master!” Lin Xin ran over quickly and jumped on Master’s back.
Zhu Xingli staggered after being hit, and He Ruo also made a very weird move. He quickly returned the red thread to Wen Shilan, who had a fierce look on his face, and pulled off the big plaster on his back: “You brat, how old are you?”
“Hehe,” Lin Xin grinned shamelessly, pulled his Master’s sleeve and walked out, “Let’s go, I have something good for you to see.”
Zhu Xingli was pulled to Shen Lou’s residence. When he saw the things on the table, he was immediately surprised: “This is…”
On the table, countless jade fragments formed a picture of mountains and rivers.
The fawn jade pendant was broken into pieces, so Lin Xin put it together with the horn bell left by his mother, planning to bury them together when he re-buried his parents. Unexpectedly, when the broken jade met the horn bell, it started to sway and swim around, as if it was going to take some shape.
Lin Xin simply crushed the jade piece into powder, and the broken jade showed such a picture under the influence of the horn bell. This picture should have been placed in the horn bell using some kind of magic and a special material in the jade pendant. When it encountered the horn bell, it was like iron filings meeting a magnet, and it instantly assumed its original appearance.
Zhu Xingli looked at the undulating mountains carefully, pondered for a moment, and pointed at a particularly abrupt place: “The boundary between Mogui Valley and the Great Wilderness.”
“Master, is this a Luli vein?” Lin Xin asked softly. He Ruo said before that Lin Zhenghan found a new Luli mine before his death.
“Nine times out of ten,” Zhu Xingli raised his chin to indicate to Lin Xin to trace the picture, “based on what I know about your father, this is definitely not the place where he raised his wife.”
“Ahem…” Shen Lou choked. He coughed and grabbed Lin Xin’s hand in time to try to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors. “I will accompany you to see it tomorrow.”
Yongdu had been attacked by barbarians before, and the city walls were in dilapidated condition. The Zhong brothers had been busy repairing the city wall these days. The wall was made of stones from Mogui Valley in the Western Regions, so this chore naturally fell on the Zhong family.
Zhong Youyu stood on the pile of stones and couldn’t help complaining: “Tell me, among the four realms, are we the worst off?”
“You are the one who is miserable, I am not the Duke.” Zhong Wumo took the stone from his subordinates that came up to show him, nodded to indicate that it could be used, and told them to continue. He walked to a quiet place to avoid others seeing him talking to himself.
He then stood on Mogui Cliff, overlooking the misty valley. When he fell down with Shen Lou, Zhong Lu tried to kill Shen Lou because he was too troublesome. Later he realized that this was an order from his uncle Zhong Suifeng. But everyone was dead, so there was no point in worrying about this.
“Who said you are not the Duke of the country? Now you are me, and I am you,” Zhong Youyu was not aware of his brother’s sentimentality at all, and was still chattering, “Now everything is waiting to be done, and Lin Qu doesn’t care about it and is just playing chess and drinking tea at Huan Xinghai, while Zhu Yangai went to the capital with his cat in his arms to ask the emperor for the Luli that was consumed on the battlefield, and that bast**d Shen Lou has forgotten his friends…”
“Who are you calling a bast**d?” Lin Xin stepping on Yanggu suddenly appeared, grabbed Zhong Youyu by the collar, and threw him off the cliff.
“Ahhhhh!” Zhong Youyu screamed in shock. He wanted to use the sword but was stopped by his younger brother.
Zhong Wumo pulled out his spiritual sword in time and pierced it into the mountain wall. He stopped his fall and looked up at Lin Xin while holding on to the mountain wall.
Lin Xin squatted on the top of the cliff and looked at him with raised eyebrows: “Zhong Youyu, it seems that we haven’t settled the matter of you stabbing me last time.”
“Bah, bah, didn’t we all agree on the grudges at that time?!” Zhong Youyu was furious, holding swords in both hands and climbing up.
“Who wants to clear things up with you? I recovered my memory the day before yesterday, and I remembered what your Zhong family did to me before. We have actually cleared it up a long time ago. The poke you gave me was extra, and I have to pay it back.” Lin Xin hit him on the head with a pebble.
Shen Lou came over and stood behind Lin Xin, turning a blind eye to the suffering of the two young men.
“Shen Qingque, take care of him!” Zhong Youyu hung on the mountain wall, still three feet away from Lin Xin, and did not dare to step forward for fear of being pushed down again.
Shen Lou sighed, lowered his head and wrapped his arms around Lin Xin’s waist to prevent him from falling.
Zhong Youyu: “…”
While they were in a stalemate, the Jinwu Guards came from the horizon and stopped at the edge of the cliff in time: “The imperial edict has arrived. Please come and receive the edict, Duke Su.”
“Here!” Zhong Youyu shouted, hoping that Jin Wuwei could save him from this fire and cliff situation.
Several Jinwu guards first saw Duke Xuan squatting on the edge of the cliff, and then saw Marquis of Lu in Duke Xuan’s arms. They immediately did not dare to say anything and read out the decree directly to the Zhong brothers hanging on the mountain wall.
Emperor Yuanshuo had decided to abdicate early and ordered the princes and royal princes to attend the new emperor’s coronation ceremony on the eighth day of the next month.
When Feng Zhong returned to Beijing, he was told that he was about to inherit the throne.
Emperor Yuanshuo had quite a few heirs, but the only surviving princes were the Crown Prince and Feng Zhong. Feng Zhang had been deprived of his position as the crown prince and imprisoned in Tianlao Peak. He would never be able to escape in this life. Feng Zhuoyi himself had lost his spiritual power, and it took a lot of energy to hold on every day, so he could only abdicate early. The throne thus undoubtedly fell on Feng Zhang.
“This son has been naughty since he was young, so I might not be able to take on such a big responsibility.” Feng Zhong wrinkled his nose quietly. To be honest, he didn’t want to be the emperor at all.
“My son shall be Yao and Shun. There is no one in the world more suitable to be emperor than you.” Emperor Yuanshuo waved his hand, stood up and walked out of the hall.
The eighty-eight steps led to the supreme position of emperor. However, in this era when Luli was in power, the word “emperor” was far less noble than the previous dynasty. Emperor Yuanshuo sighed and asked Zhu Xingli, who was sitting on the jade railing drinking wine, “I am passing the throne to Jiuying, what is the state of the Luli?”
Zhu Xingli said without thinking, “Twenty years.”
Feng Zhuoyi’s face was livid: “It took less than five years to choose the seal, and the weight of the seal was only twenty. Is Dayong really exhausted?”
Zhu Xingli was silent. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lin Xin and Shen Lou who were going hand in hand to find the new emperor. He raised his chin and said with a smile: “In this case, maybe there will be thousands of generations to come.”
Emperor Yuanshuo turned his head and looked over, not knowing why.
Lin Xin handed over the drawings of Luli Mine to Feng Zhong as a gift for the new emperor’s enthronement.
“Senior brother…” Feng Zhong held the drawing, his voice a little hoarse.
The place where the Luli Mine was located was at the junction of the Western Region, the Northern Region, and the Central Plains. It didn’t matter who owned it. Based on the relationship between the two of them, Lin Xin could ask him to exchange this land with Luqi Terrace. In this way, Lin Xin would have wealth that was not inferior to that of the Zhu family and become the fifth prince capable of confronting the four realms.
“My father found this. His lifelong wish was to dedicate this mine to the royal family and report to you on the golden platform. If I ignore it, would I live up to this ‘letter’?” Lin Xin smiled and rubbed the seal. In his head, this bad guy always refused to call him “senior brother” properly. Now he was willing to say something nice after getting an advantage, “Call me a few more times. When you become the emperor, you won’t be able to call me.”
“Who said I can’t call you!” Feng Zhong rubbed his nose with one finger and said, “You will always be my senior brother.”
Lin Xin tilted his head to look at him, blinked, and said “cry” to Shen Lou.
Shen Lou held the hand that was trying to continue teasing and shook his head. The emperor was the emperor after all. From now on, no matter how close your heart is, you must maintain the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers. But he felt inexplicably happy, even though he knew that Feng Zhong was not a love rival…
Everything in the court was in ruins, and it was not just a matter of building the city wall. Because the Luli Order was implemented too quickly, many ministers were forced to leave, and all the civil and military generals were newly promoted in recent years. Talents were thus in decline, and there was no one to manage the enthronement ceremony.
Feng Zhong changed into casual clothes and went to the door one by one to invite back all the old ministers, including Du Huang, the secretary of state who he had personally sent out of the city. He then directly chose Du Huang as prime minister and let him preside over the enthronement ceremony.
The new emperor succeeded to the throne, granted amnesty to the world, and rewarded meritorious ministers.
The Luli Order was suspended, and Lin Xin’s title was changed to “Marquis of Xunlu”, and his fiefdom was doubled, bordering the Northern Territory. Shen Lou was granted the title of King Xuan, and it was hereditary.
“If the world is prosperous, I won’t call myself the king.” Shen Lou decisively refused the reward. In his previous life, he became the King of Xuan in order to lead the world’s troops to fight against the enemy, but now there was no need for it. “If the emperor wants to reward his minister, then he should reward his minister with Luli. The battle in Beimo has depleted the family’s resources. Let’s save some money to get married.”
Feng Zhong looked at Lin Xin, who was flirting with Shen Lou next to him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Luqi Terrace was repaired, and Shen Lou came to congratulate him on his move with generous gifts.
“The Marquis said that the completion of the new house and the burial of the old Marquis and the old lady will be the same day, so it will not be lively. You can leave on your own after putting down the gifts.” Yuan A Ren Jiu stood guard in front of the door, only accepting gifts but not letting anyone go in.
“We came all the way, but the marquis even refused to see us. He doesn’t care about the face of the princes!” the second son of Marquis Wangting’s family shouted dissatisfied.
“If Mr. Luo wants to see the Lord so much, I can let you in alone.” Ren Jiu said with a cold face while holding his Kaiyuan sword with one finger.
Everyone immediately fell silent and did not dare to say anything. See Lin Buqing alone? No one had the courage. That one was an unreasonable master who would kill someone if they disagreed with him. In the past, Emperor Yuanshuo still restrained him, but now that the new emperor was his junior brother, this man had already shown his evil side.
“I want to go in.” Shen Lou jumped up the steps.
Yuan A immediately saluted: “I have met Duke Xuan. The Marquis has been waiting for you for a long time.”
Amidst the eyes of everyone who dared to be angry but dare not speak, Shen Lou smiled and stepped into Luqi Terrace. The palace in front of him was no different from the previous life, with cornices reflecting the sky and red couplets engraved with regular script.
Pushing open the palace door that was engraved as in his memory, a piece of red silk suddenly jumped out. Shen Lou stood there, not dodging or avoiding, letting the bright brocade wrap him up and drag him into the house. The door slammed shut, leaving only the room filled with candlelight.
“Once you enter this devil’s cave, you cannot leave.” Lin Xin pressed Shen Lou against the door, held his chin, and spoke in a solemn tone.
“How will you do that?” Shen Lou looked down at him.
“Haha, of course I’ll tie you to the bed day and night.” Lin Xin slapped away Yanggu who was circling around him to join in the fun and ran his cold fingers across Shen Lou’s neck and into his clothes.
Shen Lou put his lips on those seductive lips: “I wish for it.”
“Ah!” Lin Xin was picked up unexpectedly, only to find that Shen Lou had broken free of the red silk at some point, “Don’t be delusional, even if you use this thing to torture me so much, I won’t tell you how to get out.”
Lin Xin said righteously, grabbing Shen Lou’s neck.
Shen Lou couldn’t help but laugh. He carried him to the inner room and looked around: “This place is still the same as before. If you show me the formation, I can escape.”
“Really? You still remember it.” Lin Xin lay on his shoulder, looking at the large formation hidden in the carpet patterns. At that time, he was afraid that he would die immediately after absorbing the Devouring Spirit, so he taught Shen Lou how to break the formation in advance.
“Well,” Shen Lou hugged him and walked step by step past the place where Lin Xin pulled him to recognize him. “This is the door of life, this is the door of death…”
Lin Xin jumped down and took one of Shen Lou’s hands: “Actually, there is another door, I didn’t tell you.”
“What?” Shen Lou looked at him with a smile.
Lin Xin put his big warm hand on his chest and said seriously: “Door of the Heart.”
The autumn wind suddenly picked up and blew through the newly built tombs on the street, the red silk and soft gauze carved beams and painted buildings, and the outside of Luqi Terrace had many mountains and rivers.
Shen Lou was stunned for a moment, then slowly smiled: “It doesn’t matter, I have found it by myself without any teacher.”
[End of the main text]
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