After being bound to the learning system in my mother's womb, I became the empress

Chapter 156 The Emperor's Trouble

Xia Bing, Dong He and others were all female generals who had followed Lin Lanyin on the battlefield. Even though they had retreated, they had never neglected to practice, and they were all very skilled.

And what about the guards?All of them looked tall and strong, but they were all just showboats that had been hollowed out by drinking and sex.

Facing strong ladies like Xia Bing, they were kicked to the ground as soon as they met, moaning in pain.

Song Xingyi laughed loudly and gloated: "Third uncle, these guards of yours are not very good. They are too weak."

Lin Laosan's face was ashen.

Seeing Lin Lanyin walking toward him again with her riding whip swinging, Lin Laosan was so frightened that he backed away: "Sister, I, I'm going to see Sanniang."

Turn around and run.

Song Xingyi: "Hahahaha... Third uncle, why are you running away?"

Lin Laosan ran faster.

It's just that he hasn't exercised for a long time, and after running for a short distance, he was as tired as a dog, holding on to a pillar and panting.

He looked back and saw Lin Lanyin swaggering into the main courtyard, with the evildoer behind her.

That evil barrier is really fatal, even the assassins from Qianlilou can't kill him.

But this time since he took the initiative to send it to the door, don't blame him for being a cruel father.

Suddenly, the villain suddenly turned his head and looked towards him.

That look, dark and cold, was definitely not that of an eight-year-old child, but like a ferocious beast staring at him in the dark night.

Lin Laosan's heart trembled. After the fear, a surge of anger arose, and he became more determined to get rid of this evil boy.

After he dies, the title of the Duke of this country can fall on him.

At that time, he will be able to remarry a step-brother from a noble family, establish a relationship with the aristocratic family, and step into the court.

Glory, wealth, fame and fortune are all at your fingertips!
Under Lin Lanyin's strong suppression, the main courtyard occupied by Lin Laosan was tidied up in just half a day.

All the belongings of Lin Laosan and Cheng Sanniang were thrown away in Dongkua Courtyard.

After cleaning up the yard, Lin Lanyin started taking stock again.

The Lin family also owns many farms and shops in the capital. Naturally, the future prospects of those properties cannot pass through Lin Laosan's hands.

The old Duke only gave him a monthly payment so that he could not starve to death.

But it can't stop Lin Laosan from being in debt.

Not only did he eat for free at his own shop, but he also spent a lot of money on other shops and spent a lot of money on things. He never paid the bill and only asked the shopkeeper to go to the Duke's Mansion to settle the bill.

Haven't all these debts fallen on the Duke's government?

When the old Duke found out, he ordered the housekeeper not to pay off his debts, "Don't he like to be in debt? If he can afford to owe, he can pay it back himself!"

Without the Duke's Mansion to back him up, Lin Laosan didn't stop, but intensified his efforts.

From time to time, he would smuggle valuables out of the house and sell them off, and even go to a gambling house to gamble!

The steward's surname was Sun, and he was a confidant of the old Duke. During the years when the old Duke supported the emperor in the war, Butler Sun was managing the accounts for the old Duke.

The old Duke was not in the capital, so he left Butler Sun to look after the Duke's mansion for him.

But after all, he was just a housekeeper, not a master, so he couldn't tie Lin Laosan's legs to prevent him from going out.

When a gambling house comes to demand debts and threatens to chop off Lin Laosan's hand if he doesn't pay, can Housekeeper Sun still watch as Lin Laosan's hand is chopped off?I can only pay off the debt for him.

As a result, he accumulated a lot of canceled IOUs.

Lin Lanyin was sitting in the middle hall, looking at the IOUs, wishing she could grab Lin Laosan and give him a good beating.

"This bastard! Uncle Sun, my father said that from now on, he will never be his son. You don't have to wipe his butt for him anymore." Noticing a boy outside the door who was eavesdropping, Lin Lanyin used her toes to think. Knowing that this must be sent by Lin Laosan, he deliberately raised his voice:
"Don't he like gambling? Then let him gamble. If he can't pay back the money by then, don't expect the Duke's government to pay it back for him.

"The casino wants to chop off his hand. Even if they chop it off, I don't see how he can gamble without his hand!"

After the boy left, Butler Sun asked uncertainly: "You really don't care about the third master anymore?"

Lin Lanyin said in an indifferent tone: "Well, never mind, whether he lives or dies in the future has nothing to do with the Duke's Mansion."

Before, my father still had a father-son feeling towards his son Lin Laosan, but he still hated his lack of progress.

But ever since he found out that Lin Laosan hired a murderer to assassinate Xiao Jiu, his father was completely disappointed in Lin Laosan and was heartbroken——

For the sake of being the heir apparent, Lin Laosan could even kill his own son. How could he know that he would not kill his old father for the sake of becoming the Duke of the country in the future?

Lin Lanyin thought so too.

Lin Laosan is a beast with no humanity and only interests.

According to her, his father was still too kind to him and he should be kicked out along with his bunch of concubines.

Otherwise, if we continue to keep him in the Duke's Mansion, we don't know what troubles he will bring to the Duke's Mansion in the future.

While Lin Lanyin was checking the accounts, Lin Wushang came to a village on the outskirts of Beijing.

Zhang San, who was investigating the case, the parents and relatives of the girls who died innocently, and the witnesses involved in the case were all placed here by him.

In the study, Lin Wushang and Zhang San met alone.

"Tomorrow is the first day of the new lunar month. Your Majesty will sit down in the Taiji Hall and look at the court. All officials above the ninth rank in Beijing will enter the court. When everyone gathers, it is a good time for you to beat the drum and expose Cheng Haoran. "

Zhang San's expression perked up and he raised his hands and said yes.

Lin Wushang: "I will send a car to pick you up early tomorrow morning. Everything will be done as we originally agreed."

Zhang San: "Yes."

The next day, Tai Chi Hall.

There are a total of 520 officials above the ninth rank in Beijing. At this moment, they are all gathered in this majestic hall. They are arranged in civil and military ranks, and then in the back row according to their official positions.

At a glance, there are densely packed heads of people.

A nine-story white marble platform.

The emperor was sitting on the dragon chair, seemingly listening to the reports of the courtiers seriously, but in fact his mind had already wandered off to the little princess.

He got up at around [-] o'clock in the morning. Wanwan was still sleeping soundly at that time. Of course, there was a high probability that she wouldn't be up yet.

When he left, he took a special look at Wanwan. Wanwan's cheeks were red from sleeping. She didn't know what delicious food she dreamed about, and she smacked her lips. She was so cute.

If the queen hadn't urged him, he really wouldn't have wanted to come to this ruined court.

It's all a bunch of nonsense packed with words, and it's been a long time without getting to the point.

He had protested against this and gently suggested that ministers streamline their wording.

Stop saying those vain words of praise, just talk about the things.

As a result, the ministers looked insulted, and they talked about Confucius and Lao Tzu, and they summed it up in two words - no way.

He really had a headache from hearing it, so he just let them go.

Looking at the ministers who came from aristocratic families, the emperor had a headache again.

When will he have a group of ministers who come from poor families or grass roots?

(End of this chapter)