Xie Shizi's shameless daily life

Xie Jin took a step back, removed the hand on his shoulder, looked at him and said calmly: "I am a prisoner myself, there is really nothing I can do to help you?"

Ouyang Yong burst out laughing twice: "Haha, what a helpless situation, I like it!"

"It doesn't matter if you can't help me now, but you can't do that later! Otherwise, I will really make you helpless!"

"Do you know?" Ouyang Yong smiled and patted Xie Jin's face.

A cold look flashed across Xie Jin's eyes, but he lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice: "Yeah."

Ouyang Yong seemed very satisfied with his obedience. He clapped his hands in the air, and saw Zhao Shu being pushed down from the carriage in the corner.

Zhao Shu looked at Xie Jin in front of her and tried to raise the corners of her mouth to smile at him, but she tried for a long time and the corners of her mouth just couldn't rise. She didn't force herself anymore and just looked at him with fear.

Xie Jin controlled his emotions very well, so well that when he saw Zhao Shu, he even raised the corners of his lips and smiled at her.

That smile was like the warm sunshine in winter, adding a bit of warmth to Zhao Shu's cold heart.

Zhao Shu saw Lin Xun lying on the ground with a bruised face and nose at Xie Jin's feet. Her gaze paused for a moment, then she looked away, unable to bear to look at him.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, Ouyang Yong put on his sword, grasped the hilt, and strode towards the huge Golden Palace.

Seeing this, Ouyang Yong's men arrested Xie Jin and the others and followed them.

Ouyang Yong stepped up the steps of the hall step by step, came to the entrance of the hall and pushed open the door of the Golden Palace.

Sitting on the dragon throne with his eyes closed was the eldest son of the late emperor, the former crown prince, and now the emperor Qin Su.

Under the dragon throne, a man who looked three-quarters like Qin Su was sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring at the person on the dragon throne impatiently.

Ouyang Yong bowed to the person sitting on the ground and said, "Second Prince, the person has been brought here."

Hearing this, the second prince Qin Zhi happily got up from the ground, trotted over to Xie Jin and the others, looked them over, then turned around with a smile and said to Qin Su who was sitting on the dragon throne: "Brother Emperor, don't struggle anymore. The right thing to do is to write the abdication edict obediently!"

Qin Su on the dragon throne had his eyes closed the entire time. Seeing this, Qin Zhi immediately raised two fingers to swear: "I promise, as long as you write the abdication edict, you will still be my good brother. Gold, silver, fragrant, spicy, I will give you everything. Don't you know what kind of person I am, my brother? I always keep my word!"

After waiting for a long time, Qin Zhi looked at the person sitting on the dragon throne without any reaction. A hint of sinisterness flashed in his eyes, and he smiled sinisterly: "Brother, what do you think of what I just said?"

At this time, the man on the dragon chair opened his eyes, his handsome face full of gentleness: "Second brother, what did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly, how about you say it again?"

"I said, you write the abdication edict, I..." Halfway through his words, Qin Zhi's face darkened, and he looked at him with a distorted expression: "Qin Su, don't be shameless!"

Qin Su automatically ignored his words and looked towards the entrance of the hall, looking from Xie Jin's side to the other side. When he saw Zhao Shu, he frowned in confusion, turned to Qin Zhi and asked, "This little girl looks unfamiliar. Whose master's precious daughter is she?"

Qin Zhi stared at him sinisterly without saying a word.

Qin Su didn't care, and then turned his gaze to the bruised and swollen Lin Xun. Looking at Lin Xun's face, which was no longer recognizable, Qin Su "tsk tsk" twice: "Whose son is this?"

This time, without waiting for Qin Su to look at Qin Zhi, Lin Xun introduced himself with a big tongue: "Your Majesty, I am Lin Xun."

"Are you Lin Xun?!" Qin Su looked at Lin Xun's face with pity: "Who the hell ruined you like this?"

"Shi Ouyang Yong, that damned bastard," Lin Xun pointed at Ouyang Yong, and then two bubbles of tears quickly welled up in his eyes: "Your Majesty, you have to be a pig for me!"

Qin Su looked at Ouyang Yong complainingly: "General Ouyang, why did you use such rough hands on a child? Look at his face. How many girls in Shangjing must have been heartbroken by this."

Ouyang Yong bowed to Qin Su and said, "Your Majesty, I don't want to do this either. It's just that this person deserves a beating."

"Have you said enough?" Qin Zhi looked at them and said coldly, then walked towards the dragon chair and threw the edict he had already prepared into Qin Su's arms: "If you have said enough, then write this edict!"

Qin Su spread out the imperial edict in his arms and read the words on it word by word: I, Qin Su, am unworthy of my position and have mediocre talents. I also think of my second younger brother, who is extremely talented and kind-hearted. He is truly the one chosen by heaven. Now, I feel ashamed of the people of the world and the officials in the court, so I abdicate in favor of the second prince Qin Zhi. I decree this!

Qin Su rolled up the imperial edict and handed it to Qin Zhi: "Well written, keep up the good work."

Qin Zhi looked at him steadily, then grabbed his neck and pressed him against the dragon chair: "Qin Su, don't seek death!"

"General, something bad has happened!" Someone suddenly ran in hurriedly from outside the hall.

The man knelt down in front of Ouyang Yong and said, "General, Duke Xian has led his men into the imperial city! All our men were strangled to death by them!"

Ouyang Yong was shocked: "How could it be! Doesn't he know that his son is in our hands!?"

The soldier looked panicked: "I know."

Ouyang Yong pondered for a while, then turned around and bowed to Qin Zhi and said, "It's too late, Second Prince. Let's just announce that His Majesty has passed away due to illness!"

Qin Zhi took back his hand that was pinching Qin Su, walked down the steps, and looked at Xie Jin and the others: "What are you afraid of! I don't believe that old man Xie Jingrong will really not care about his son's life or death!" After saying that, Qin Zhi waved his hand, and Qin Su was escorted down from the dragon throne. Then he turned his head and smiled at Qin Su: "Brother, I have to inconvenience you for a while."

Qin Zhi walked out of the hall, with Ouyang Yong beside him, and behind him were all his chips.

Xie Jingrong and Zhao Yao selected five thousand troops to join them in charging into the imperial city. By the time they reached the Golden Palace, half of the five thousand troops had been killed.

Outside the Golden Palace, the army, their armor, swords and shields stained with blood, stood in a black crowd. Xie Jingrong first looked at Qin Su, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and then turned to look at his eldest son Xie Jin.

Qin Zhi caught this scene, and suddenly smiled. He took two steps forward, looked at Xie Jingrong at the bottom of the stairs and said, "Don't worry, Duke. Prince Xie didn't lose a single hair during this journey."

"Look at my memory," Qin Zhi patted his head and looked at Zhao Yao beside Xie Jingrong and said, "Not a single hair was lost in Lord Zhao's family either."

Then he looked at Lin Shuo with some guilt: "Sir Lin, I'm sorry, you, your family..." Qin Zhi said hesitantly. Lin Shuo became anxious when he heard it, and looked behind him.

Qin Zhi looked at him hesitantly, then stepped aside, and the person behind him was instantly exposed to everyone.

Lin Xun had never missed his father so much as he did at this moment, but when he looked towards his father excitedly, he realized that his father's eyes were not on him at all.

Lin Xun's eyes froze. Lin Shuo had been searching the crowd for a long time but couldn't find his son. He was furious and pointed his sword at Qin Zhi and said:
"Traitor! Where is my son? What have you done to him?"

Qin Zhi: “Ah!?”

This time, not only Lin Xun, the person involved, was stunned, but even Xie Jin was inadvertently surprised.

Xie Jin looked at Lin Shuo with a complicated expression, then turned his head to look at Lin Xun meaningfully. The content in that look was quite rich.

At this moment, Lin Xun wished that the group of people at that time had hit his eyes and blinded him. In this way, he would not have to see Xie Jin's eyes at this time and understand the meaning of his eyes so well.

Lin Xun, with shame in his eyes, shouted towards the bottom of the stairs with his tongue sticking out: "Dad, where is my son?"

Following the shout, Lin Shuo's eyes fell on him, and his eyes searched his face again and again with suspicion, then he withdrew his gaze indifferently and stared at the boots on his feet.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Xun shouted again: "Dad, I am Lin." Before he finished speaking, Lin Shuo quickly glanced at him and squeezed out a word from his throat: "Hmm!" Then he quickly looked away.

Stop shouting! It's so ugly! It's so embarrassing!

Xie Jin laughed softly, and Lin Xun looked at him sideways in embarrassment: "You are a fool who watched someone die without helping. Are you kidding me?!"

Xie Jin smiled and shook his head, nothing.

Lin Xun turned his head and snorted, thinking, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking! You are a fool who doesn't help others. You wait for me!"

Xie Jingrong shouted to Qin Zhi on the high platform: "Qin Zhi, release His Majesty, and I can spare your life!"

Qin Zhi laughed twice as if he had heard a funny joke, and repeated in his own words: "Duke, you should persuade my brother to write a letter of abdication as soon as possible, and then I will spare your lives."

After saying that, he reached back and pulled Qin Su over, drew out the sword of the guard beside him, and put the blade directly against the side of Qin Su's neck. Then, he leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Right, brother."

Qin Su looked at Xie Jingrong indifferently under the high platform. Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Zhi pressed the blade into his neck a little, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, am I right?!"

Qin Su still looked at the audience calmly. Qin Zhi was enraged by his attitude and kicked him hard on the calf, knocking him to his knees. He pressed the sword against his neck and shouted, "Am I right, my brother? Am I right, my brother?"

"Your Majesty!" There was an exclamation from the audience.

"Qin Zhi, let His Majesty go!" Zhao Yao shouted.

Blood flowed down Qin Su's neck. Qin Zhi leaned over and whispered viciously in his ear: "Look, how nervous these people are about you." As he spoke, he thrust the blade further into his neck: "Tell me, if I stab this sword deep into your neck, what will they do? Will they tear me apart?"

At this point, Qin Zhi showed an unusually excited expression on his face: "Brother, I'm so scared."

(End of this chapter)