Emperor Jin

Chapter 6
Upstairs in emerald green, the private room that is not easy to turn on is brightly lit, shining like daytime, the maid walked past, put down 24 dishes, and then retreated safely.

"The owner of this building has a lot of connections with the ancestors of the master, and talking here can't be more secure!"

Shen Hao said indifferently, glanced at the person on the opposite table, and couldn't help frowning and said: "Now that the new dynasty is just established, if you hope for this glory and wealth, just let go, but the power in your hand comes from the Lord, it is very important." Yours alone."

"Master Shen, you don't need to persuade me anymore. The so-called everyone has his own ambitions. I am tired of these bloody storms and want to spend the rest of my life in peace—such a simple request is not an exaggeration!"

The man was in his thirties, but he had handsome features and a lofty bearing, and he just sat lightly. Although his voice was flat, if you listen carefully, it still contained waves of sarcasm.

This is Song Lin, the Minister of the Household Department, who stood upright in the old and new dynasties, but remained calm.

"The Lord entrusted you with such power, but it is not for you to live in peace."

Shen Hao said in a deep voice.

"It makes people laugh out of nowhere!"

Song Lin sneered and said, "My allegiance is to the lord, not to any royal family - I have met Emperor Baojin a few times, but she is just a weak girl in a boudoir, you just hold her up and do this revenge The rebellion of the country, isn't it afraid that the Lord will not live in peace under the Nine Springs?!"

Shen Hao was furious when he heard the words, but he was always stern, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness Baojin is young, but he is not something in the pond. Given time, he will surely overthrow the false emperor and restore the orthodoxy."

"And then? Let her be like the Lord, lonely until death?!"

Song Lin said sarcastically, he got up from the case, ignored the piercing eyes behind him, and walked away through the door.

"Stop! A year ago, when we went to meet him, His Highness Baojin killed a dragon in the East China Sea!"

Shen Hao didn't care about the secret any more, and came out with a low drink.

The footsteps stopped in front of the door, Shen Hao saw him hesitate, and said again: "The Taizu of this dynasty had an angry incident of beheading a white snake, this is a sign of heaven..."

Song Lin bit his lip slightly, turned around and walked out, leaving only one sentence——

"As you say, I won't participate...the capital has already shed too much blood..."

The voice was soft, but filled with insincere grief and desolation. At this time, Yingge was playing smoothly downstairs.

***
When Song Lin returned to the mansion, he didn't call his family and concubines, and just sat in the study alone. After a while, he sighed and went back to the bedroom.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but he could only hear the slight movement of the window lattice, and the cold wind blew in. He had a very light sleep, and when he opened his eyes slightly, he saw that the lamp in front of the bed was on and off, and there was a slender figure infiltrating it.

In the flickering light and shadow, I saw a pair of faint eyes, and there was a different kind of charming look in the sweeping gaze.

It's not foxy, but a kind of bottomless darkness, which seems to be able to absorb people's hearts.

He was absent-minded for a moment, trying to exercise his skills, and then he recovered from the stunned state, and he couldn't help himself for a while——

"His Royal Highness Baojin...?!"

Because of the dazzling brilliance of the eldest sister, Baojin is not well known to people. Few of the court officials and veterans have seen her, but Song Lin was lucky enough to meet her by chance in the imperial garden——

Among the blooming flowers in spring, the fourteen-year-old Di Ji was playing with her maid. She had a round and beautiful face with snow-white skin, and she was pleasing to the eye at first glance.

It's just pleasing to the eye.

The vermilion lamp flame shone brightly on the girl in front of her. She was pale and thin, with a snow-colored face that was almost transparent, but her eyes were dark and dark.

She stood quietly, like a ghost in the long night.

"What Song Qing said today...was it against her will, or was it the truth?"

The low voice, although it was close at hand, seemed to come from nine heavens above, carrying a supreme and awe-inspiring majesty.

"What about going against your will, and what about the truth?"

Unyieldingly, Song Lin raised his eyes to meet him, but he felt heart palpitations in the dark. That slight glance was like a heavy drum beating in his heart, and his heart skipped a beat in discomfort.

"If it's against your will, I don't mind if you hesitate for a while, after all, this is a big deal to destroy your family... If it's the truth—"

The sword light flashed under the lamp, and then fell silent.

The bright sword blade lay across Song Lin's neck, and the cold air entered his throat——

"If it is the truth, then there will be no return."

With the determination of enlightenment, although the girl's voice was low, it carried great oppressive force.

Song Lin didn't dodge or evade, but remained calm and composed, "The truth is still against your will, it depends on your majesty's strength and ability."

"I see……"

With a flash of snowy light, Song Lin felt a chill in his throat, but when he opened his eyes again, there was no restraint.

"Since this is the case, Qing will just watch—"

Bao Jin smiled slightly, and pointed to the front of his mansion, Song Lin pondered slightly, and couldn't help trembling——

"Xu Ji?! He is an important minister of the new dynasty..."

"So what?! Within ten days, his head must fall to the ground."

Bao Jin glanced at him slightly, "At that time, what should Qing do?"

"If His Highness can really do it, I will come back to drive you."

"It's a word."

As soon as the last word was uttered, she flew out of the window like a crane with nine deep feathers.

Song Lin looked at the direction in which she was leaving, still a little confused——

"In just four years, such a big change has taken place. This His Royal Highness Baojin, is..."

***

Baojin stopped at the corner of the alley, only felt the blood in his chest churn, and his eyes were dizzy, just like killing a dragon in the sea that day.

She knew that her internal energy was too exhausted, so she had to stand against the wall and run it for a week, and then she felt slightly better, and her whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

"Sure enough, it's still too weak..."

She smiled bitterly.

In order to subdue Song Lin, she had no choice but to use all her potential. Although she could only maintain it for a short time, it also made him feel unfathomable.

"If my sister were here, with just a glance, there would be thousands of people admiring and following her..."

she murmured.

The night wind blew a gust of coolness. At this time, her internal energy was exhausted, and her body couldn't help shivering a little.

"If my sister sees such a distressed appearance, she will laugh to death!"

She smiled miserably, thinking of the scene when she resigned from Beijing four years ago, when she was only 15 years old...

(End of this chapter)