Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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It was the time when the Tumi flowers were blooming again, and it was the Tumi Festival in the blink of an eye.
Ever since the royal family obtained the Luli mineral vein, the status of the Southern Territory was no longer so abrupt. But each family still had to rely on Zhu Yangai to make spiritual weapons. The Zhu family was the emperor’s sect and must be respected and revered. So, today’s Yinian Palace was still bustling with people.
On Tumi Festival, princes from all over the world sent Tumi wine to the southern region. Lin Xin just brought a bag of dried fish and didn’t bring any expensive gifts next to it.
“The emperor asked me to take care of the Luli Mine. I usually don’t dare to spend money lavishly. A few days ago, there was a luxurious Ginseng sent to Luqi Tai, which scared me so much that I had to live in Huan Xinghai.” Lin Xin lay on the soft couch in the Qingliang Hall and said, with Mrs. Jing stepping on him.
Zhu Yangai glanced at him instead, raised his hand to clink glasses with Shen Lou and said: “Scared you? Ha.”
The princes who had several of their children killed by Lin Xin in his early years jointly submitted a petition last year to punish the Marquis of Lu who had killed innocent people indiscriminately. At that time, Feng Zhong had just ascended the throne. It was the time to show the emperor’s fairness and it was not easy to protect his close ministers. So Feng Zhong directly spread out the memorial at the court meeting, and explained the events of that year one by one. In the end, it was found that they tried to assassinate Lin Xin first, but he was blamed instead. The sentence “I have just ascended the throne, let’s open up a little bit” had made a few people angry. Those who originally came to avenge their grievances had to express gratitude and thank the emperor for letting the past go.
After this, everyone in the civil and military departments knew that Lin Xin could not be messed with.
“No regrets, come here and play a game with me.” Lin Qu, who was sitting on the side playing with the Luli chess pieces, waved to Lin Xin.
“I’m not going.” Lin Xin shook his head like a rattle. He had never won against his cousin in chess, and he didn’t know what Lin Shujing’s hobbies were, that he preferred to play with him.
According to Shen Lou’s analysis, it was Lin Xin’s reaction when he lost chess that was so cute. Of course, his man’s words of love should not be taken seriously. Lin Xin still didn’t know what his cousin was thinking, and he was not sensitive to his invitation.
While they were talking, the guard came to report that the royal Tumi wine had arrived.
“Who sent it?” Zhu Yangai asked casually.
“Yes…” Before the guard could finish his words, the wine delivery person had already walked in.
“Is there any iced sour plum soup? Come and bring me a bowl.” Feng Zhong was dressed in an ordinary young man’s attire, holding a folding fan in his hand while fanning himself in an inelegant way, “It’s too hot in the Southern Region.”
“Your Majesty!” Everyone stood up and saluted.
“Shh – you don’t have to be polite. I’m here pretending to be an imperial envoy, so don’t make any noise.” Feng Zhong took the jade bowl from the maid’s hand, sat on the soft couch, squeezed together with Lin Xin, drank it down, and happily sighed.
“Meow?” Mrs. Jing tilted her head to look at him. She came over and smelled him. When she realized he was a familiar guy, she hooked the brocade girdle around Feng Zhong’s waist and started sharpening her claws.
Feng Zhong took Mrs. Jing into his arms and said, “Mother-in-law, was the Japanese fish I gave you last time delicious?”
Mrs. Jing said it tasted pretty good and gave the Emperor a slap in the face.
“I’m afraid it’s inappropriate for the emperor to leave the capital like this.” Shen Lou pulled Lin Xin up from the soft couch to prevent him from rubbing shoulders with Feng Zhong.
“Imperial Examination is over, there is nothing serious to worry about now. Du Huang and the others are in the capital to worry about it.” Feng Zhong waved his hand and hugged Mrs. Jing as she lay down on the soft couch. “I’m here to take a breath.”
This specially selected group of officials would have no use. These people were more extreme in their work, and they were unwilling to be given important positions, so they all worked as parents and officials. Beijing was in urgent need of talents, so Imperial Examination was held in the second year after he ascended the throne.
Feng Zhong had been so busy every day in the past year that his heels were hitting the back of his head, and he had never had a free day. Recently, he finally settled down temporarily and ran out of the capital, leaving Prime Minister Du stomping around in the palace.
Madam Jing stepped on His Majesty’s face and jumped away. She ran back to Zhu Yangai with her flagpole-like tail raised, squatted on his knees and asked for dried fish. The maid had already cut the dried fish brought by Lin Xin into small pieces and placed them on a jade plate.
Zhu Yangai twisted a piece and fed it to the cat and said in a nonchalant way: “You can play, but after the Tumi Festival, everyone will get out of here.” So many people were crowded into Qingliang Hall that it was not cool at all. And Mrs. Jing refused to be hugged by him because she was too hot. After finishing the dried fish, she twisted and ran away.
“We had planned to leave after the Tumi Festival,” Lin Xin lay on Shen Lou’s shoulder and exchanged glances with Mrs. Jing, “Has Master come back recently?”
Previously, an envoy from Japan came to pay tribute, and Zhu Xingli said he wanted to go to Japan. He took a look and ran away, but there had been no news since. When he mentioned his younger brother, Zhu Yangai’s expression became even worse. He snorted coldly, picked up Mrs. Jing and went to the inner room.
It seemed that there was no reply.
Lin Qu brought the chessboard to the soft couch and pulled Feng Zhong to play chess with him. Feng Zhong half lay on the couch as if he was boneless, grabbed the chess pieces and placed one at random: “Why don’t you go to the palace to play? I am so bored in the capital.”
After becoming the emperor, he understood how painful this job was. Don’t worry about getting up early and being greedy at dusk, you can’t even eat chicken legs casually.
“Hahahahaha…” This was not the first time Lin Xin heard Feng Zhong complain. Every time he heard it, he couldn’t help but laugh at him.
There were many rules in the royal family, and elegance was the most important thing. If you are hungry at night, you could only have various soups and water. Feng Zhong endured it for half a month, but finally couldn’t bear it anymore. He changed the rules of the royal meal with a stroke of a pen, and finally had chicken, duck and fish in the evening.
“Don’t laugh, come here and help me look at the chess pieces.” Feng Zhong raised his eyes and glared at him.
Lin Xin had a headache when he saw the chess game. He had no patience, so he pulled Shen Lou and walked out. Lin Qu’s chess game was treacherous, and Feng Zhong’s chess game was very strategic. The two of them were equally matched, so there was no point in needing the guidance of a bad chess player like him.
Bodhi City was bustling with activity, and the flower sellers shouted the same words in a southern accent: “Spring is coming, the flowers are in bloom, and the husband intends to hold on to Tumi.”
It seemed like he had returned to a few years ago, when the two of them were in a trance. They didn’t know that the other person was reborn, so with a little thought that was not common to outsiders, they gave each other a flower.
“Do you remember that you agreed to be my wife?” Lin Xin casually took one.
“How can you take what we said when we were young seriously?” Shen Lou looked at him with a smile in his eyes.
“I didn’t expect you to be a hypocrite. You took the slave family’s body but didn’t give the slave family a status.” Lin Xin threw the flowers at Shen Lou and said with sadness and anger.
“Aren’t you marrying a wife? Why are you a slave again?” Shen Lou was unmoved and gave the stunned hawker a few copper coins.
Lin Xin could no longer act, so he buried his face on Shen Lou’s shoulder, then raised his head again after a moment because of the heat.
“You two gentlemen, come to Great Fairy Immortal to have your fortune told.” There was an inconspicuous hanging stall in the shade of the street. On this hot day, the man running the stall was wearing a fox fur scarf and a gaudy mask.
The banner read “Fox Immortal Calculates Marriage”.
Lin Xin pulled Shen Lou over and knocked on the table: “What do you calculate?”
“Only marriage.” The voice of the great fox was rough, really like the barking of a fox. The women passing by were a little scared, but some brave men came over to watch the fun.
Lin Xin lightly lifted up his clothes and sat down: “Then let me see.”
Great Fox Immortal plucked a few hairs from his scarf, put them in Lin Xin’s palm for him to hold, and drew a rune with cinnabar in an orderly manner, and then took the fox fur and lit it together. The green smoke drifted away in the wind, and the Great Fox was silent for a long time before he spoke leisurely: “Your marriage has been decided. I can’t say if this marriage is good or bad, but I’m afraid you will have no descendants.”
“How can this fortune teller talk?” Someone said. It seemed they couldn’t stand it. Ordinary fortune tellers, even if they saw something bad, they would always say it tactfully. This person directly said that the family will have no descendants, and there was basically no way to escape a beating.
Shen Lou was a little surprised and squinted at the immortal.
Lin Xin pretended to be surprised and asked: “Is there any way to solve it?”
“Yes.” Fox Immortal took out a dark pill from his pocket, “I have a pill here, you can take it. Many children, many blessings. Seeing that you are a destined person, I will give it to you for one hundred taels.”
Some people who were originally afraid of the Great Fox Immortal were no longer afraid when they saw him starting to ask for money. He had been making trouble for a long time and was a charlatan, pretending to be a fool and cheating money.
Lin Xin took the pill with surprise on his face and looked up at Shen Lou: “Lang Jun, we can have a child.”
Shen Lou’s forehead twitched slightly.
“Does the Great Immortal has a second one. My master also needs an heir. Go back and give him one.” Lin Xin said sincerely.
Great Fox Immortal’s hand shook as he collected the money and lifted his mask, revealing Zhu Xingli’s handsome face that was not serious: “You brat, what nonsense are you talking about?”
“Second Uncle Zhu…” Shen Lou was startled, and immediately pulled Lin Xin behind him to avoid the master’s slap.
Zhu Xingli threw away his clothes and jumped up to beat his apprentice.
Shen Lou smiled to protect Lin Xin: “Is this fox mask from Japan?”
“Hey, my mask.” Zhu Xingli was reminded and quickly turned around to pick it up.
Lin Xin took the opportunity to pull Shen Lou and run away.
It was destined to be impossible to cool off in the bright sunshine of Tumi Festival.
Mrs. Jing squatted on the roof, looking at the bustling street market in the distance, stretching her legs and tapping her ears. It’s so hot, meow.
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