klisemfg Chapter 189 Although I also really want to hit him.
Chapter 189 Although I also really want to hit him.
Lin Shih-ming has something to say about this.
He desperately wanted to stand up and clear his name, so that everyone could let go of their prejudice against him as a "master of troublemaker," and boast about how well-behaved, prudent, and respected he had been for the past six months.
Unfortunately, he had only gloated a little bit, which angered his parents, who glared at him angrily. Clearly, they no longer believed him or wanted to clear his name.
"Ugh--"
The Crown Princess sighed, looking melancholy.
Seeing that everyone harbors deep prejudice against me, I realize how much people have changed, and it's heartbreaking.
Zhang Ting, who was happily chatting with her son-in-law, glanced at Lin Shiming, but held back and ignored him.
"Ugh--"
The Crown Princess, misunderstood by the world, sighed again.
It is understandable that people are often foolish and unable to see the true charisma of a saint, and are temporarily blinded by it.
Zhang Ting glanced at Lin Shiming again, tightened her grip on her teacup, but still gritted her teeth, determined to let the fool off the hook once more.
"well--!"
The sighs grew louder.
Unable to bear it any longer, Zhang Ting finally slapped Lin Shiming on the back, instantly waking the Crown Princess from her melancholy and resentment.
"Lin Shiming!" Zhang Ting's temper flared up. "Why are you acting like a pitiful, resentful woman on such a wonderful day? If you want a beating, just say so, and I'll grant your wish."
The Crown Princess immediately straightened up, revealing a bright smile, and her depression was instantly cured.
Lin Shihe chuckled on the other side. Sure enough, the one who could best deal with Lin Shiming was none other than the Lady of Zhenguo, the divine physician.
"mother in law…"
"Don't try to cover for him. That brat has always been like this since he was a child."
"just in case…"
“There’s no chance!” Zhang Ting said through gritted teeth. “Your Highness doesn’t know, but when my son was a child, he could pretend to be sick for several days in order to skip school. The first time we called a military doctor, he was exposed, and the second time we specially changed to an imperial physician, but he still couldn’t hide it.”
"The third time, she finally mastered the art of feigning illness. She couldn't eat, her face was pale, and she was delirious. I was extremely anxious and even tried Taoist and Buddhist methods, but to no avail. And what was the result?"
While holding down Lin Shiming, who was struggling to stop Zhang Ting from speaking, Lu Yuxi sincerely said, "Please speak, Mother-in-law."
On the other side, Emperor Longyun, who was discussing politics with Lin Yunyue and his son, also stopped talking, moved his body to the right, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.
Zhang Ting sneered, "As a result, his father's newly brought-back hunting dog caught a cat stealing food in the kitchen in the middle of the night!"
Lu Yuxi chuckled, but out of consideration for his status as the Crown Princess, he tried his best to suppress his laughter.
"I was wondering how this child could go without eating for several days in a row and be drowsy and sleepy during the day. It turns out he gets up in the middle of the night every night to cook for himself."
"He's quite good at hiding! He's wrapped in black cloth and his face is covered in stove ash. If you don't look closely, who would notice that there's a person there? If he hadn't been busy pretending to be sick during the day and hadn't known that there was a new hunting dog in the camp, he probably could have kept up the act for another half a month before he was caught."
"Hahahaha!" Emperor Longyun exclaimed in delight.
"Stop talking! Stop talking!" Lin Shiming covered his face in embarrassment, wishing he could just escape from this world.
"Now you realize how embarrassing it is?" Lin Yunyue chimed in with interest. "Weren't you quite the braggart back then?"
"They said, 'There are thousands of people in the military camp, and they didn't notice me because they weren't capable. I earn my living through my own abilities, and I skipped school because of my own skills. How is that wrong?'"
Lin Shiming's face turned bright red with irritation, and he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
"Hahahaha!" Emperor Longyun laughed until his stomach started to hurt, but he still didn't forget to ask what happened next, "And then what?"
Lin Yunyue smiled, but his gentleness was not hidden. "Later, I punished the soldiers who patrolled at night for those few days and also asked the army doctor to treat the two dog bite marks on his buttocks."
"You didn't punish him?"
"He was punished. He was still young then, so he was punished by copying books a hundred times, hoping to keep him quiet for a month or two, and also to practice his handwriting and temper his temper. But our brilliant young General Lin actually spent five days making a set of seals himself, saying it was called something like...printing? Anyway, he finished all the hundred copies of the punishment in six days."
"Wow!" This time it was Emperor Longyun who was surprised. He looked Lin Shiming up and down twice in astonishment. "You have this ability too?"
Having already lost face to the point of giving up, Lin Shiming stopped struggling. "What's the use of being capable? The final interpretation isn't in my hands. In the end, my dad still accused me of cheating and made me copy it twice as much!"
"You're being unreasonable!" Lin Shiming was still full of resentment when he talked about it. "I carved each word one by one and printed each sheet one by one. How can you accuse me of cheating?"
"I told you to copy, not to print."
"Tch. It's clearly because you're incompetent and ignorant, yet you're making excuses."
"Hey, do you have to get a beating to be happy today?"
"Violence! No wonder your grandfather thought you were brainless back then."
"You little rascal—"
"Alright, alright," Emperor Longyun, who had enjoyed watching the show, finally stepped in to mediate. "We're here today to watch a good show, not to beat up a child. Although I'd love to hit him too."
Lin Shiming: "..."
Lin Shiming: "Father doesn't have to say that last sentence."
Emperor Longyun smiled slightly and did not agree.
The private room finally quieted down, and the noise outside seeped in through the half-open window.
"It's almost noon." Lin Shihe got up and went to the window to look outside.
Not far away is Caishikou, the most bustling market in the capital, where Qin Hanzhang was executed today.
As the time drew near, the already bustling place became even more crowded, since no one in thousands of years had ever witnessed the execution of a country's empress dowager.
The streets were bustling with people, all there to see the excitement.
"There are quite a lot of people here today. I'm afraid almost everyone who can move around in the capital has come."
"That's right. She should be executed in public to appease Hua Min's spirit in heaven. It's also my way of telling the world that no one can restrain the monarch with filial piety anymore."
The tragedy of Hua Min will never be repeated.
"Make way! Make way!"
Downstairs, a group of soldiers surrounded a carriage, weaving through the crowd as they strolled leisurely from the direction of the palace.
"The prison van is here!"
Someone shouted, and everyone turned to look at the prison cart.
Qin Hanzhang huddled in the corner of the prison cart, her disheveled hair obscuring her face, making it impossible to see her features.
"Is this person really the Empress Dowager?"
"What Empress Dowager? She's already been demoted to a commoner."
"I've lived in the capital for so many years and seen many princes and nobles lose their heads, but this is the first time I've ever seen the Empress Dowager beheaded!"
"She is indeed the Emperor's stepmother; will you really kill her?"
"should be."
"But she deserves to die too. She committed treason twice. If it were me, I would have killed her too."
"Haven't you seen the new law posted...?"
"I heard that those troublemakers in the south have all been subdued."
The crowd was noisy, discussing today's execution in turn.
In the blink of an eye, the prison cart carrying Qin Hanzhang had arrived at the destination. Two soldiers stepped forward, roughly pulled her off the cart, and then tied her up and made her kneel in the execution ground.
The August sun was blazing overhead, and it was almost noon.