Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 116

Laifu hurriedly packed up the emperor’s clothes for going out of the palace. The queen mother could not wait to follow the emperor to the general’s mansion, but after all she cared about her identity, so she ordered Xu Jun to accompany the sage.

Jiang Xing’s muddy hands were cleaned by Komatsuko, and he put on a uniform at the mercy of others, and then was helped by Laifu into the carriage. When the two were not paying attention, Jiang Xing’s dull eyes suddenly condensed, and it happened to be seen by Xu Junyuan. Xu Jun is willing to understand and say: “I can ride the same carriage with the emperor.”

On the way to the General’s Mansion, Laifu and Xiao Songzi drove outside, Xu Jun was willing to sit inside with Jiang Xing. The sound of horseshoes was enough to overwhelm the two deliberately lowered conversations.

“The emperor is too trusting of the ministers.” Xu Jun was willing to say helplessly, “I didn’t tell the ministers in advance. Are you afraid that the ministers will tell the truth with the queen mother?”

Jiang Xing said, “Didn’t you always stand by my side. Furthermore, even if you and the Queen Mother are telling the truth, the Queen Mother may not believe you.”

Xu Jun is willing to sigh: “The emperor’s wiseness is all used in how to marry Lin Xiang. If the emperor can do the same in court affairs, it is really a blessing for Da Yu.”

“Then I have to wait until I marry him back.” Jiang Xingman said casually, “However, I am still quite curious, why do you always help us?”

Xu Junyuan said frankly: “Because Young Master Jiang’s fate is the lord of the world, the Nine-Five Lord. Since the minister had the privilege to see the secret of heaven, he naturally wanted to help Young Master Jiang. Maybe the emperor Longyan could give an order to repair the Changsheng Temple— —Seriously, the monastery where the ministers practiced in retreat is still a bit smaller.”

Jiang Xing sneered: “That’s it?”

“That’s it.” Xu Jun was willing to smile, “The emperor doesn’t need to look up at the minister. After all, the minister is just a cultivator.”

Jiang Xing laughed, too lazy to talk more with Xu Jun. This kind of nonsense will be believed by the idiot. After five years, Xu Jun is willing to stay the same, after all, he is a riddler.

In any case, his goal was achieved. A few days ago, the queen mother tried every means to prevent him from sticking to his wife. Today, she took the initiative to send him to his wife’s house. It is worthwhile that he played with mud and almost piled up a Xingqing Palace.

After the news of Lin Qingyu’s illness spread, many officials handed over famous posts, thinking of visiting the doctor at the mansion, they were all blocked, and the gifts sent to the mansion were returned one by one.

When the emperor’s car stopped at the gate of the General’s Mansion, he was preparing a winter nest for two little Gu worms.

I don’t know if he was influenced by Jiang Xing, and he actually fell in love with such a leisurely day. There is no need to go to court, no need to worry about state affairs, and no need to meet all kinds of officials in the officialdom. When there is nothing to do, it’s more interesting to read medical books, prepare medicinal materials, and occasionally discuss gu with Nanjiang theological doctors, or go to the Imperial Medical Office to teach students, than to be a prime minister.

After a few days of rest, he also had a new perspective on the word “salted fish”. “Salted Fish” is not doing nothing, but not being forced by external forces, and all the time can be controlled by itself. Jiang Xing’s hobby is playing and sleeping. As long as he is not allowed to play and sleep, he will be tired; and his hobby is medicine. If he is asked to abandon his medical skills and worry about other things, he will also be tired.

That being said, he also wanted to be a salted fish. It’s a pity that there is always someone between him and Jiang Xing to worry about “external forces”, and the remaining talented salted fish.

“Qingyu.” Mother Lin came in with a bowl of bird’s nest, “Come on, mother has just cooked it, you can taste it.”

Mother Lin heard that the eldest son was sick, so she made a special visit to the general’s house. After Lu Wancheng passed away, Lin Qingyu was seriously ill. Seeing General Gu’s death day approaching, she couldn’t help but rest assured.

Fortunately, Lin Qingyu only occasionally felt the cold, and was far from being bedridden. Lin Mu didn’t know why Lin Qingyu lied to be seriously ill, but he must have something profound in doing so. She and her husband never interfere with the eldest son’s decision-making.

Lin Qingyu smiled faintly: “You have a mother.”

Lin’s mother is now the mother of the prime minister, and she also has her destiny, but her life is the same as before, always thinking about what to do for her son. Some things should still be informed to family members in advance.

Lin Qingyu took two sips and said, “Mother.”

When Mother Lin heard Lin Qingyu’s expression, she knew he had something to say, and said softly, “What’s wrong.”

Lin Qingyu deliberated his words: “I…I still want to be the last kiss.”

Mother Lin was stunned, remembering the reason for Lin Qingyu’s second marriage, and said nervously: “Is anyone trying to force you?” Lin Qingyu smiled and shook his head: “No. This time, I am totally willing.”

Not because of the imperial decree, nor because of the people who covet him. He is sincere, and wants to marry Jiang Xing again as a husband and wife.

Mother Lin was surprised and puzzled. She is very clear about the temperament of the eldest son. Both Lu Wancheng and Gu Fuzhou had obviously been cared by him. How did the new one squeeze out the two predecessors and let him say the four words “totally voluntarily”.

But when she looked at Lin Qingyu’s inadvertent tenderness, her heart softened. She still didn’t ask too much, but only said: “Since it is your wish, I don’t think Lu Xiaohou and General Gu will mind.” She saw the respect of Lin Qingyu by these two people.

Lin Qingyu smiled: “Indeed.”

The mother and son were talking and heard Huantong’s voice from outside: “Madam, the emperor is here!”

Mother Lin was surprised: “How can the emperor come to the general’s mansion?”

Lin Qingyu chuckled lightly: “Who knows. Go and take a look.”

Lin Qingyu took a large family to pick him up at the door. Seeing Jiang Xing, he coughed softly, kneeled and bowed, with a weak voice: “See the emperor for the minister.”

In an instant, Jiang Xing’s gloomy eyes reappeared, and Lin Qingyu’s heart was funny-he sighed that he was inferior to his acting skills.

“Brother Prime Minister,” Jiang Xing hugged Lin Qingyu’s waist in front of everyone, with a smile, “I caught you.”

Lin Qingyu tried to make herself look surprised: “The emperor?”

Everyone looked at each other, but Xu Jun was willing to sigh: “This is God’s will.”

When Laifu saw this, he hurriedly sent someone back to the palace to report to the Queen Mother. After listening to the Queen Mother, her heart was mixed. The national teacher was right, Lin Qingyu was the emperor’s only antidote. Liangshen, she sighed: “The emperor is ready. The other things are beyond the control of Aijia.”

She really recognized it this time. As long as the loss of soul disorder does not recur, let him stick to whoever the emperor wants to stick to.

After that, the queen mother sent a message to the general’s mansion and asked Lin Qingyu to move into the palace to recuperate, but Lin Qingyu declined it on the grounds that “foreign ministers are not allowed to stay in the palace.” The queen mother was inexplicable, and Lin Qingyu had not stayed in the palace for a day or two. What was the purpose of moving out of this palace rule at this time. Lin Qingyu didn’t want to enter the palace, and the emperor couldn’t do without him. That would only allow the emperor to go to the general’s mansion more. This was not worse of the rules.

A few days later, news of the emperor’s frequent visits to the General’s Mansion spread like wildfire. Many people who were quite critical of Lin Qingyu realized that this was not the prime minister, but the emperor was pestering his courtiers and his wives.

At this time, Jiang Xing was in General Gu’s mansion with his head resting on the thighs of his “civil wife”. After listening to Xiao Songzi’s rumors in Beijing, he said: “The time is almost there, it’s time to move on to the next step.”

Lin Qingyu said, “Little Songzi, go and invite Master Shen to come.”

Xiao Songzi answered, and heard the emperor ask him: “How did you find Master Shen before?”

Komatsuko said: “If you return to the emperor, Master Shen has set up a courtyard in the capital, and the servants usually send people there to find him.”

Jiang Xing’s whim: “Qingyu, you’ve been in the mansion for so long and you are not bored, do you want to go out for a walk? Just visit your friends.”

Friends…Shen Huaizhi is indeed a good friend of the two of them.

Lin Qingyu nodded, and ordered Yuan Yinbei to visit friends as a gift.

The two changed their clothes and went out in a carriage. The location of Shen Huai’s courtyard is remote, and it takes half an hour to ride a horse. When he got to the place, Jiang Xing got out of the carriage first, turned and stretched out his hand. Lin Qingyu got out of the car holding his hand and looked at the house in front of him.

This is a quaint and sparse house, like a place where the slightly wealthy people would live. Staying away from the crowd is also in line with Shen Huai’s taciturn temperament.

Komatsuko was about to knock on the door when she heard a desperate and crazy voice:

“I lost my country for you. I was stuck in this ghost place for two years, just to be able to see you, but you wouldn’t even give me a straight eye! That’s all, you still want to go? Where to go—Shen Huai knows, what do you think I am? Is a dog looking after you!”

Lin Qingyu and Jiang Xing looked at each other, the expressions on their faces were a little hard to say.

“Stop talking,” Shen Huai said calmly, “Someone is coming.”

When the words were over, the house became quiet. Not long after the door was opened, Shen Huai saw a few people and was not surprised at all: “Subordinates see the emperor, Lord Prime Minister.”

Lin Qingyu asked: “Why do you know it is us?”

Shen Huai said: “The sound of the gears of the emperor’s carriage is different from that of the carriage next to it-the emperor, Lin Xiang, please come inside.”

The two walked into the yard and saw no one except Shen Huaizhi. Shen Huaizhi invited them into the hall, brewed a pot of tea, and said: “There is only crude tea here, and Lin Xiang may not be used to drinking it.”

Lin Qingyu took the tea cup and passed the lid: “Just now, I heard someone say you are leaving. Where are you going?”

Jiang Xing said casually: “Where else can he go, he wants to go back to the northwest.”

Shen Huai pursed his lips: “After General Gu left, General Wu was ordered to guard the northwest. I should be able to help him when I go back.”

Lin Qingyu thoughtfully: “I wanted you to rebuild the heavenly prison gate, but if you insist on leaving…”

Shen Huai was stunned: “…rebuilding the Heavenly Prison Gate?”

“Although Xie Min and Tianjiying only loyal to the emperor, but Xirong Palace changed beforehand, I still can’t believe them. I hope that after the reconstruction of the Heavenly Prison Gate, they can contend with them, or even replace them.”

Jiang Xing joked: “It is incumbent for you to recast the glory of Heavenly Prison.”

Lin Qingyu said suddenly, Shen Huaizhi was not ready. He thought for a while and hesitated: “The emperor, Lin Xiang, can you let your subordinates think about it for a few days?”

“Of course you can. It’s up to you to decide whether you want to leave or stay.” Lin Qingyu pointed out, “You don’t have to think about it for anyone.”

Jiang Xing said: “By the way, we are here this time, and we have one more thing to ask you.”

On the day of Gu Fuzhou’s death, the palace invited the eminent monk of Changsheng Temple to pray for Gu Fuzhou to comfort the dead. Wu Zhan, Wu Guogong, Shen Huaizhi, Li Chun and others got permission from the Queen Mother to come to the Taimiao to observe and burn incense for Gu Fuzhou.

Lin Qingyu is Gu Fuzhou’s wife and his only family member, but cannot come due to illness on such an important day. After the incident, Li Lu suggested that a few of them go to the General’s Mansion to visit the Prime Minister. If he goes alone, Lin should not see him, but with so many confidants, Lin Xiang might give some face.

Shen Huaizhi raised his head to look at Xiaoxue flying all over the sky, and said in a deep voice: “One year ago today, the general was also in such a snowy day…”

Several people are heavy and speechless.

Shen Huaizhi said again: “Yesterday, I dreamed of the general again. The general asked about Lin Xiang and asked him how he had been in the year. He didn’t want to see Lin Xiang thinking about him sick and lonely.”

Wu Zhan became excited and pointed at himself indiscriminately: “I, I also dreamed about it! The general wants us to go to the capital of Xixia, and take the tongue of King Xixia to fry meat and drink!”

After Shen Huaizhi finished speaking the words that he had prepared in advance, he didn’t know what to say. After hesitating for a moment, he said: “Uh…My dream is very real, like a dream.”

“My dream is more real.” Wu Zhan, a big man with red eyes, “It must be the general who came back to see me…”

Wu Guogong seemed to feel that Shen Huai’s dream was more like a dream, and said: “One year, Lin Xiangxiao’s period has passed, and it’s time for me to complete Fuzhou’s last wish.”