imperial psychologist

Chapter 254 The villain
The old man didn't answer, just looked at her quietly.

Bo Ling continued, "Your surname is not Shen, but your surname is Lin. Your father, Lin Xiang, is a craftsman who is supported by the Shen family. You have no other brothers, so he passed all his skills on to you alone. You are usually in the Shen family. As a flower farmer, you can earn some spare money by painting snuff bottles in your spare time to subsidize your family, right?"

The old man's expression showed a little tenderness, "... Minggong is really right, Bai Siyao, you are really a strange person. Where did you check all this from? It's been so many years, even I have forgotten it myself. "

Burling's ears moved.

Mr. Ming...

She played with the glass bottle in her hand calmly, "Such a big situation has been set up in Beijing... He can even arrange the people next to the Holy Majesty's pillow. What else can your Duke Ming not do?"

The old man smiled faintly, "If you can't do this, how can you bring down Song Dang?"

Bo Ling's hand under the table suddenly trembled, and this sentence really surprised her.

"...To bring down the Song Party by killing innocent people indiscriminately? To bring down the Song Party by disregarding human lives?"

The old man looked calm, but suddenly changed the subject, "Bo Siyao, didn't you ask me when I knew your identity?"

Berlin stared at the old man.

"Actually, I knew it before you came here for the first time."

"It was also your Minggong who told you."

"Yes, Xiaoya and I have been hiding in Baihuaya all these years, and it's all thanks to Minggong's secret help..." The old lady looked at Bai Ling with burning eyes, "Minggong admires you very much, this is He told me himself."

Bai Ling smiled, and she put her right hand on the tea table, propping up her side face rather lazily.

"Really, what does he admire about me."

The old man said slowly, "He appreciates that you are alone in the harem. Although you are struggling, you can still maintain your heart. Not only can you do what you should do, but you also know how to avoid being driven by others and not become a new executioner. This is not Everyone has the ability. At your age, it is not easy to be able to do this."

Bai Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

Originally, he thought that Aunt Shen would make some lies here, so as to get a few clues from her mouth, but he never thought that the other party had been waiting here for a long time.

Bo Ling raised his eyes to look at the old man in front of him, "...Master Ming asked you to convey these words to me?"

"Yes."

"What else did he say?"

"Great Zhou is now rotten at the root. Emperor Jianxi is old and dizzy. When the court is so tight, he still holds a big feast in the palace with Jiang Anhu. In this way, the emperor... has no face. Going to see the ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty, let alone continue to enjoy the state money."

Bai Ling tilted his head slightly and asked, "Then, who is worthy?"

The old man replied slowly, "...Everyone has their own answer, so there is no need for me, an old man, to say more."

Bo Ling laughed, with an undisguised sense of absurdity in his laughter.

She seemed to suddenly understand a lot of things, and there seemed to be many things she couldn't figure out.

"Aunt Shen," Bo Ling put down the snuff bottle in her hand. She leaned on the table with both hands, and moved a little closer to Old Madam Shen. "What do you think of your benefactor's daughter?"

"She is the daughter of the Shen family." The old man's face was calm, and his voice also carried some unquestionable certainty, "It is her responsibility to avenge her father."

"Twenty years is enough to sharpen a knife. With a heart of vengeance, I have kept a low profile for so many years. Wouldn't it be neat and tidy to let her kill her enemy with one knife after entering the palace?" Bo Ling whispered, "Now this How are you going to avenge your revenge, on the bed of the enemy's family?"

"Is there anything wrong with reporting on the bed?" The old man smiled calmly, "Master and Madam are already dead, let Xiao Ya spend all her 20 years in it, study hard every day, wear stars and wear moons, and you will be fine." Is it worth it to wait until you kill a foolish king with one knife and then kill yourself?"

Berlin didn't respond.

The old man went on to laugh and said, "Everyone talks about killing people and setting fires with gold belts, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses... After all, I want to put myself in it, why don't I let myself live more comfortably? I never told Xiaoya about her life experience, she She is completely a child who grew up in the Hundred Flowers. She grabs what she likes, destroys what she hates, and her life is much more pleasant than that of the master and wife back then."

These words stirred up waves in Bai Ling's heart, and after a long time, she sighed softly, "... Aunt Shen can think about it."

The old man smiled and said, "What can't you think about it? The dog emperor killed her parents 20 years ago, but 20 years later, she slept in the golden palace of the dog emperor, was raised by the dog emperor, and disturbed her." There is no peace in his harem. You only saw that the emperor killed a few historians for the imperial concubine, but the emperor secretly killed and relegated people for Xiaoya, ten times or a hundred times more than the imperial concubine.

"Kill him with one knife, and he will die after a while of pain. How can a dead person make him suffer again? If you don't let him live for two more years, let him open his eyes and see how stupid he is. A big mistake was made step by step.

"Think about it, how the history books will record this in the future." A smile gradually appeared on the old man's face, "Our Master Shen's name will last forever, and the dog emperor... will be infamous forever."

When Berlin heard this, he felt that it was enough.

"Then... let's stop here today." She propped her knees with her hands and stood up from the stool.

The old man did not stop her, she quietly helped Bo Ling put the snuff bottle back into the small box.Bai Ling took it with both hands, and when she was about to walk to the door, she turned her head again, "With all due respect, if your lord is really worth following...then Master Shen's daughter would not have been sent in from the very beginning. In the palace."

……

On the way back, although the weather was a bit sweltering, Berlin only felt that he was in an ice cave.

If she still had fantasies about the current situation before coming here, the conversation with Aunt Shen tonight wiped out her last bit of hope - the people, the people's livelihood, the family and the country... In times of peace, meat eaters They're all pretending to care about it.

But in fact, whose eyes are not always staring at the snow in front of their own house.

These people know how to fight each other too well, everything about people can be traded by them, easily put on the scale by them, and regarded as some kind of price that has to be paid.

...all of the same breed.

"Are you okay?" Wei Shishi asked softly from the side, "You look very bad now."

"I was almost used as a knife." Bai Ling whispered, "I'm a little scared."

Coincidentally, the fire in Donglin Temple burned like that, and doubts about Lin Jieyu's identity had already risen in all parties.

Doesn't the lord know what the consequences of doing this are?

Will not.

If Bo Ling had told the imperial concubine and the others about this when he realized that Lin Jieyu might be Shen Yan's daughter, Lin Jieyu would have secretly executed her now because of her identity being exposed.

That Duke Ming probably wanted himself to be the messenger of this report.

But why do you want to do this?
For them, has Lin Jieyu's use value been drained so quickly?

... Bo Ling couldn't figure it out.

But she was absolutely sure of one thing, this Duke Ming was already going to grab Lin Jieyu's head with her.

　Thank you rquall for your daily reward~
　　I'm late again today_(:з」∠)_Sorry

　　
　
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