Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 502: It seems that being a masked hero is not that easy

"How do I look?"

Old Zhang was dressed in black, with a bib on his face. He stood in front of Xia Lin and turned around: "Let me tell you, I spent a long time designing this nightgown. It will definitely be able to perfectly blend into the darkness at night."

At this time, Wu Ning came out with something in her hand. She glanced at Lao Zhang and Xia Lin, and the disdain in her eyes couldn't be more obvious.

Sometimes Wu Ning would think that any one of these two people is a rare talent, so powerful that it can make people feel afraid. Not to mention Xia Lin, Lao Zhang's status in the literary world and his performance in the court are both top-notch, and he can even force the court to change its national policy.

His background is just not good enough now, otherwise there would be no problem for him to become the Minister of the Central Secretariat.

But when these two people get together, they will cause all kinds of trouble. If they don't die twice a year, it means they have done nothing this year.

And the most crucial thing is that their methods were extremely stupid. Whether on the battlefield or in the political arena, these two people were always the kind of people who looked back every few steps, but on the road to self-destruction, they were so stupid and gimmicky that no one would dare to believe that these two geniuses did it if the news got out.

“I think it needs to be improved.”

Xia Lin squatted down and pulled at Lao Zhang's trouser legs: "Your trouser legs are tight, but they are not stretchy enough, and they are tight on the balls."

After hearing this, Lao Zhang instinctively scratched his crotch and said, "It seems to be true now that you mention it. I'll go and change it."

He took off his trousers, sat beside and started cutting. At this moment, Wu Ning came back with the clothes outside and saw Lao Zhang sitting there in his shorts biting the thread, while Xia Lin was giving technical guidance beside him.

She really thought that these two people were hopeless. It had only been a short time since they had broken their arms and legs, and they were already starting over again...

Wu Ning couldn't hold it in any longer: "If you two have nothing to do, go outside and clean up the silt in the river. It can be considered as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue."

Xia Lin stroked his chin and said, "Yes, Lao Zhang. How about we wear night clothes and dredge the river? I think this is easier than being a hero, and the effect is almost the same."

"You are sick, aren't you? Two masked men in night clothes are digging mud in the river at ten o'clock in the night. Do you think this looks like a ghost possessing you?"

"You have some truth in what you said." Xia Lin pondered again: "Then what do you think we can do? Carry rice for the lonely old people? Wearing night clothes."

"Well... that won't work. My waist is not in good condition and I can't carry the rice. How about you carry the rice and I'll carry some vegetables."

"Why? Use a cart to pull it."

Wu Ning, who was standing nearby, was furious when he heard this: "Both of you go get him treated! Who's going to deliver the rice and flour in the middle of the night?"

"Isn't this a nightgown?"

"Who would deliver rice in a nightgown?" Wu Ning kept scratching his head: "All of you go to hell, go now!"

After a long time, Xia Lin and Lao Zhang still couldn't think of any good solution, and they kept wasting time like this until ten o'clock in the evening.

Lao Zhang looked at the two sets of night clothes on the table, and after a long silence, he asked, "Why don't we try them out tonight? Let's go around and see."

"Row!"

So the two gentlemen waited until ten o'clock in the night. When the night watchman's clappers sounded outside, they put on their night clothes and looked like a pair of idiots.

"The second watch drum sounded, Xiaoliu climbed up the wall, startled the infatuated girl on the roof, who hurriedly opened the door with both leaves, clenched her hands, and approached Xiaoxin's home~" Xia Lin hummed a tune as he walked out.

"What are you singing?" Lao Zhang glanced at Xia Lin: "Do you have the full version? What happened after you entered the room?"

"What the hell can we do? Are we going to talk about military and national affairs?"

Lao Zhang scratched his head through his hat and said, "That's right. Is there a detailed description?"

"roll!"

"okay."

As they talked, the two of them came to the wall of Lao Zhang's courtyard. Lao Zhang's wall was a little higher than Xia Lin's, about ten feet high. Xia Lin stretched out his hands and bent his legs, and went up in a flash. Lao Zhang looked down for a long time, looking up at Xia Lin on the top of the wall.

“Do I have to climb the wall?”

"What else? Damn it, what? You're a chivalrous man and you knock on the door to enter, right? You go to the door and yell, 'Open the door, you thief, or I'll kill you' and then bang on the door, right?"

"That's not what I meant. It's just that this wall is a bit high. Can you find a shorter one?"

"Okay, okay, okay. Oh... It's really tiring to go out with you. Let's find an acquaintance's house to climb today. The wall of Xu Jingzong's backyard is short, so we can do some adaptation training."

"walk!"

Time passed quickly and it was the next morning. Before dawn, Ma Zhou was woken up and taken to the prison in Jingzhao Prefecture.

After he entered, he stood outside a cell door, looking at the two people sleeping soundly inside. For a moment, he didn't even know what expression to use.

Before he could say anything, Jingzhao Yin rushed in like a headless fly, holding his hat. He came to Ma Zhou and said, "Prime Minister Ma...what happened? Why did they ask you to come in person?"

Ma Zhou was too embarrassed to explain and pointed at the two people in the cell.

The light in this place was very dim, so Jingzhao Yin ordered someone to bring torches. When the torches were lit, he saw the faces of the two people in the cell. The bearded Jingzhao Yin suddenly looked forty years younger and was scared like a grandson on the spot.

Who else could be in this cage? It could be Xia Lin and Zhang Zhongchun.

"What's going on! What's going on!?"

Jingzhao Yin hurriedly called the person in charge of the place and started to scold him: "Are you blind?!"

"Sir, please calm down... Sir. This really can't be blamed on us. These two gentlemen started to climb the backyard wall of Lord Xu's house in the middle of the night wearing night clothes. They were discovered by patrolling city defense soldiers and chased them for eight streets, all the way to the gate of the Dali Temple. They climbed over the wall and entered the Dali Temple. The city defense soldiers didn't dare to arrest them, so they notified the Inspection Office. Eunuch Cao from the Inspection Office went in, and then brought these two people out with a strange look on his face. He said..." The manager pinched his throat and imitated the tone of Eunuch Cao from the Inspection Office: "Don't worry about this. I will personally escort them to the prison in Jingzhao Prefecture. Go, inform Prime Minister Ma and ask him to pick them up." Ma Zhou, who was standing beside him, raised his head and took a deep breath, then suddenly laughed without warning: "Okay, okay..."

At this moment, Xu Jingzong, as the person involved, also ran over in dishevel, tilting his head to look at the two people who were caught in Jingzhao Prefecture for climbing over the wall of his house. After seeing clearly who they were, Xu Jingzong's Pi Yanzi almost got his teeth pinched. If it weren't for his good butt strength, he would probably have turned into a jet warrior.

When Xia Lin and Inspector Zhang Zhongchun were forced to climb into his own backyard in night clothes in the early hours of the morning, Xu Jingzong's first reaction was whether he had violated the law of heaven.

He was already halfway through his life, and after a careful review, he really couldn't figure out how he had offended Xia Lin...

Could it be that the opera singer he kept outside had some romantic story with Xia Daosheng?

That's not possible... The girl is only fifteen years old this year. She just came to Beijing from Meizhou with her father to perform. She should not know Xia Lin.

But it's no wonder Xu Jingzong was scared. How could he not be scared? What the hell is the difference between this and seeing the emperor's corpse in his own backyard! ~
"Ma Xiang...I really didn't do anything..."

Ma Zhou heard Xu Jingzong's voice tremble, and he raised his hand and waved: "Maybe it has nothing to do with you."

With Ma Zhou's comfort, Xu Jingzong felt better. At this time, the sky was already turning white and the chickens outside began to crow.

As soon as the rooster crowed, Xia Lin sat up from the ground. He stared blankly at the people in front of him and said in surprise, "There are so many people."

"Sir, if you don't intend to interrogate them, I will take them away."

"Hmm?" Jingzhao Yin was stunned for a moment: "Interrogate...interrogate who?"

He even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Interrogation? Interrogation of whom? Interrogation of the two people in front of him? Interrogation of what? Interrogation of why they climbed the wall of the imperial officials in the middle of the night?
"Oh... I understand. We have to conduct a trial, but if we conduct a trial, we need someone to sue them. I wonder if Lord Xu will sue them?"

Xu Jingzong glanced at Xia Lin in the prison and then at Jingzhao Yin, and secretly sentenced him to death. He had to be chopped with a knife for eighteen hours without stopping, and then chopped into small pieces and wrapped in sauce.

"Then...then I won't sue you."

Xia Lin and Lao Zhang were led out by Ma Zhou. The No. 1, 2, 3, and 4 figures of the Fu Party were walking on the streets of Jinling City in the early morning. The steamed bun shops on the roadside had already started to do business. Xia Lin took a look at the wontons by the bridge and sniffed: "A whole bite?"

Just like that, these four people who could manipulate the current situation in the court sat at a table set up outside the wonton shop and waited for their meals to arrive.

"I don't quite understand." Ma Zhou spoke up at this time: "Why do you want to climb the wall of Lao Xu's house?"

Everyone around Lao Xu was extremely nervous. Although the heat wave had not yet risen, the back of his clothes had already been soaked. He did not even dare to raise his head the whole time.

"Because it's short and easy to climb." Xia Lin crossed his legs and glared at Lao Zhang: "If it weren't for this loser who took so much effort to climb the wall, we wouldn't have been caught by the city defense army."

"what?"

Xu Jingzong never expected that his own wall would be climbed just because it was too low. How could this be possible? However, he was still full of doubts.

"But...why do you two want to climb this wall?"

"Practice." Xia Lin pointed at his black nightgown. "Can't you see? Hero! I'm ready to help the weak and rob the rich to help the poor. It's all Zhang Zhongchun's fault. He's really a bastard who is more likely to cause trouble than to help others."

Xu Jingzong and Ma Zhou had very strange expressions, especially Xu Jingzong. He muttered in his heart: Ancestors... if you want to rob the rich and give to the poor, why don't you go to Ma Zhou's house? Why do you come to my house to practice robbing the rich and giving to the poor...

At this moment, in order to dispel Xu Jingzong's misunderstanding, Xia Lin explained: "You know, I am now the person in the center of the vortex. I can only climb the wall of your house to practice. If I change to any other house, as long as I am discovered, it will not be a wall that I climb, but the life of the person who climbs it."

Xu Jingzong was shouting in his heart at this moment: Other people’s lives are lives, but mine are not lives! ?
However, Ma Zhou was relatively calm. He raised his head and was silent for a moment. "Master Xia, I know you have been guarding the late emperor's body in Jinling City for three years. It may be a bit boring during this period, but considering Master Xia's current influence, I'm afraid you should not do these things anymore. It will really cause trouble."

Xia Lin stomped hard on Lao Zhang's feet under the table, and Lao Zhang kept poking Xia Lin with chopsticks. The two of them were like children who had not grown up.

But now Xu Jingzong calmed down after knowing it was a false alarm. He rolled his eyes and thought of a plan: "Master Xia, if you think this day is boring, I have a good idea."

"You tell me. Don't tell me about cockfighting, dogfighting, and sleeping with women. It's boring."

Xu Jingzong chuckled and narrowed his eyes slightly: "That is naturally not suitable for Lord Xia's identity. It would be better for Lord Xia to go and cause trouble in Jingzhao Prefecture."

"Yan clan!" Ma Zhou immediately scolded: "What a bad idea you came up with."

"Don't shout, Old Ma. This is not a bad idea. Just listen to me and I will explain it in detail."

Xu Jingzong coughed and began to tell his thoughts: "What Lord Xia has done now is probably not worthy of promotion. If Your Majesty comes back, Lord Xia will be a big problem for Your Majesty. He cannot but reward him, but he dare not reward him carelessly. In the end, the most likely possibility is to make Lord Xia a prince of a county. No matter how small a prince is, he is still a prince. No matter how big a duke is, he is still a duke. Now that Li Yuan is here, Lord Xia, who has been made a prince, will definitely not leave the capital."

Ma Zhou also raised his eyebrows at this moment, glanced at Xia Lin, but did not speak.

"Master Xia must leave the capital. Fuliang is waiting for you, and the whole world is waiting for you. So what Master Xia wants to do now is to cause trouble, but the question is what kind of trouble? It must not ruin your reputation and have a good effect. That is to seize power. Whose power should be seized? Naturally, it cannot be the power of the six ministries. And the power that can allow Master to land safely in the capital is Jingzhao Prefecture."

Xia Lin and Lao Zhang looked at each other. He really felt that it would be too troublesome if Xu Jingzong was an enemy. This kid's idea coincided with Xia Lin's, but his strategic vision was longer-term and his perspective was broader.

The word "seize power" is used very well.

Seizing power! This is a serious crime of disrespect, and seizing the power of Jingzhao Prefecture is also a serious crime, but it is excusable. Because that is because Xia Lin can't stand the inaction of Jingzhao Prefecture.

"What do the Yan clan think?" Ma Zhou now agreed with Xu Jingzong's statement: "Tell me what you think."

"That's easy. I have a disciple named Li Yifu, who is seventeen years old and so bad that he can shed black water. I'll ask him to come find Master Xia later."

"No..." Xia Lin pointed at Xu Jingzong and said, "You are such a bad guy. I am really impressed that your disciple can be praised by you."

"As a master, who doesn't want his disciples to be better than him?" Xu Jingzong said proudly, "Right."

Ma Zhou smiled darkly and said, "Daosheng is not praising you."
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I've been very busy with New Year greetings these days, and will resume normal updates starting tomorrow.

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