Emperor Jin

Chapter 142
Note: The "roasted goose" mentioned in the previous chapter comes from the story of Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang and Xu Da. It is said that Xu Da ate roast goose with tears in his eyes, and died of gangrene in the middle of the night, vomiting blood.

At this time, the weather is fine and the warm wind is blowing. Looking out from the window, I can see lush vegetation and shy hibiscus——such a beautiful day, but that woman with almost monstrous beauty is already lying dead in the wilderness .

Has anyone... ever cared about her?

Bao Jin's hand clenched tighter and tighter, almost bleeding, but he didn't realize it, he just said softly, "Chen Jin...doesn't even want to hold back the corpse of his own sister?"

"Well... this person is a cowardly rat. Hearing that my sister committed such a heinous crime, I was so frightened that I knelt down in front of the temple in plain clothes and apologized.

The emperor's voice was full of undisguised sarcasm, thinking of the man with his head bowed and trembling in the breeze, he felt disgusted.

"How could it be...he treats Langjia as a treasure, how could..."

Bao Jin murmured blankly, a strange feeling flashed in her heart, and then she said angrily: "There are so many cowards in the world, so cold, but it really makes people's teeth cold."

Thinking of what happened to Mingyue, her black eyebrows were furiously raised, and the emperor stretched out his hand to gently smooth it, and sighed: "This man is so timid and afraid of getting into trouble, he doesn't look like the king of a country. From this point of view, it's a pity for Langjiao."

Bao Jin froze, raised his eyes, and just met the emperor's deep eyes with a smile, "You look at me like this, do you really think that I am cruel and cruel, and you must retaliate?"

Bao Jin was at a loss for words. Seeing the emperor smiling triumphantly, revealing his snow-white teeth, she secretly cursed in her heart, with a smile on her face, "Where...Long live, benevolent, broad and upright, is an example for all people."

"When you lie, even the corners of your eyes are trembling..."

The emperor continued to caress her eyebrows, his hands became softer and gentler, as gentle and considerate as a lover, Bao Jin stared at him unwillingly, then puffed up her cheeks, and ran out angrily, leaving behind the emperor's wanton laughter , carefree and pampering, diluting the haze of this hall.

Baojin ran out of the hall, her puffy cheeks closed, her eyes returned to her usual clear and calm, she raised her skirt and thought, "Langjiao's body is just thrown in the wild..."

She immediately scolded herself, "But you are meddling in other people's business, hastily restraining her, and wanting to attract people's tongue, at this juncture, you must not cause trouble!"

She stopped, looked at the beautiful flowers in front of her, and the palace into the clouds, and she suddenly thought of the flowery and beautiful family who had stayed there before. After weighing it over and over again, she finally became cruel, stomped her foot, and made a decision.

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At dusk, the setting sun, with the warmth of early summer, is golden all over the ground.

Such extravagant light, however, scattered among the tombs covered with thorns, making the remnant stele pale, and the cinnabar-colored writing on it peeled off, like the bloody mouth of a ghost.

This vast wilderness is deliberately separated into two halves by people's footsteps. The left side is the grave of the executed prisoners, and the right side is the abandoned place for the bones of the ownerless.

At this point in life, the spirit is completely gone. It is a blessing to have a thin-skinned coffin to bury and one or two families to burn some paper money. However, those bones that no one cares about are wrapped in thin mats and thrown into the suburbs at will. Rat ants bite.

Baojin begged the emperor for a long time before she got permission. She drove lightly, and only brought Ji Xin with her. When she came here, it happened to be dusk, and in the chaos of interlaced light and dark, it seemed that there were countless ghosts wriggling in the soil. .

"What are those?"

She pointed at the white things in the soil with her fine hand, and the face of the tomb guard who followed behind her suddenly turned pale. Under hesitation, Bao Jin stepped forward impatiently, but saw——

When she caught a glimpse of the thing, her stomach turned and she couldn't bear it any longer, she turned around and retched.

Although she was born in a deep boudoir, she has often seen bloody things for more than a year. She thought that no miserable scene could make her frown, but she never thought that when she saw this yellowish sticky fat particles covered with ants, mixed with the The smell of the bones gnawed by beasts is so compelling!

She hadn't had her dinner yet, and she didn't have anything to vomit at this time. After retching for a while, she finally turned her head and asked pantingly, "Where is Lang Jiao's body?"

The tomb guard looked distressed, and led her to step on the muddy ground mixed with bones and stumps, going deep.

"How did these people die?"

"Most of them died in prison. Those who are not yet rotten are those officials and soldiers from the previous dynasty more than a year ago."

Baojin felt her feet were weak and could hardly stand upright. Ji Xin was about to help her, but Baojin pointed to the front and said in surprise, "Isn't that Langjiao?!"

On the black and dirty reed mat in front of her, she was indeed lying quietly. The strange thing was that she was like a begonia sleeping in spring, and her beauty was as beautiful as when she was born, without any decay or damage.

"How could this be?"

Baojin stepped forward quickly, and was about to take a look, but heard someone behind him sigh softly: "Don't look, she's already dead, the reason why she hasn't decayed is because of the lotus warm jade on her body."

(End of this chapter)