Emperor Jin

Chapter 162 Trap
Song Lin Xingye came here, changing horses along the way without changing people. After a day and a night of bumpy rides, he finally arrived at Li Palace.

This was originally the place where the emperor spends his summer hunting. In the past, it was full of cheers and hunting horns, but now it is as dead and silent as a ghost.

He was in courtly attire, and when he was led into the inner courtyard by his servants, he saw the eyes of the palace people flashing along the way, but there was no sound, and the air was strangely tense.

Song Lin was very calm, and after bowing down to the queen, he directly stated his intention of coming, "I heard that Wansui's whereabouts are unknown, and the ministers are very worried. I wish I could replace him with my body..."

The queen nodded slightly, and glanced at this low-key courtier, seeing that he was not angry, knowing that he did not come to Xingshi to inquire about crimes, so her face softened a little, "The imperial army has been out all over the past few days, looking for it everywhere, but Still no trace."

Her face was gloomy, and the shiny bun on her head also showed a haggard color. Although she tried her best to pull herself together, she was still unavoidably depressed, "Where did he go..."

The voice was choked up at this point, and Song Lin also wept and said: "Your Majesty, don't be sad. The Li Palace is sparsely populated. If you search carefully, you will definitely find Long Live."

The queen wiped away her tears, then sighed again: "My lords in the capital, you must blame me for keeping it secret again, right?"

Song Lin said generously: "My colleagues in the court are also eager to think about the king. Sometimes they speak indiscriminately, and it is inevitable that there will be deviations. The empress is kind and intelligent, and she will not be as knowledgeable as them."

The Queen's face turned pale when she heard the words, but Song Lin said hesitantly: "It's just that now everyone is talking about money, and the children in the capital are singing about 'Phoenix', and there are many slanderous words against the empress."

"What Phoenix?"

The empress was really stunned this time, she had many eyes and ears, but this time she was concentrating on the emperor's disappearance, and her language was confusing, and no one dared to bring it up to her.

Song Lin talked about the ballads and suspicions one by one, and seeing the empress's face turned livid, he said, "It's spread widely in the capital, and for some reason, no one has come forward to stop it."

"Probably all the adults are watching a joke, no one cares about it..."

The queen understated it, her words were extremely cold.

Song Lin saw that the fire was coming, so he added another sentence vaguely, "It is said that this ballad was first uploaded from Zhengnan Street, and it seems that the rhetoric is made up by grassroots..."

"Zhengnan Street..."

The queen chewed on the name of the place, and said with a sneer: "Isn't this the residence of Mr. Shoufu? He is an easy-going person, and he likes to live by the side of the market."

She glanced at Song Lin immediately, her voice was clear and indifferent, "You are very concerned about this matter, you even checked the place clearly..."

Song Qi bowed slightly, "I'm from the capital city. I've been familiar with these streets and alleys since I was a child. I also know some of the three religions and nine streams. If you don't believe me, you can go and check..."

Hearing his almost angry words, the queen showed a slight smile, "I'll check it myself..."

Song Lin nodded, and then retreated without any harsh words.

"This man looks gentle and kind, unlike those ministers who are staring and blowing their beards."

Liner said beside her.

The queen nodded slightly, "He is a surrender from the previous dynasty. Although he is good at civil affairs, it is difficult for him to be reused. Of course, he has a gap with Liu Xun and Li Ying."

She paused for a while, then murmured again: "He said it with such certainty, is it really a prophecy from Liu Xun's family?"

"Maybe... he can slander Shangguan."

The queen unconsciously squeezed Yu Ruyi tightly in her hand, "Everything, we have to wait until we find the emperor and make plans after returning to Beijing."

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After resting for a while, Song Lin, regardless of the exhaustion of the journey, began to search for some local chronicles and water meridians in the bookstore.

Facing the queen's questioning, he said eloquently: "Only by knowing the direction of the water vein, can we roughly guess where Wanzai will drift to. At that time, we only need to search nearby..."

The queen thought it was feasible, so after some research, Song Lin finally drew a red circle on the sheepskin map, so a group of people rushed to find out.

Song Lin looked at the busy figure of a group of people, smiled slightly, held a token in his sleeve, and suppressed the excitement in his heart——

"Though the two ladies of the Yun family were making a big splash in the capital, it was the teahouse and brothel under Chenlou that really made them popular all over the city... The empress will definitely blame this."

Immediately, he thought of Baojin who was still separated, his heart darkened slightly, and he persuaded himself: "There is nothing wrong with me obeying the old lord, besides, the lord asked me to reveal the location to the people in the court, and they can be saved immediately .”

But thinking of those stubborn heavy eyes, he still felt guilty.

"His Royal Highness Baojin, don't blame me...and don't blame the lord. This time, using the forbidden army to set the blame will completely discord between the empress and empress. Mutual suspicion and killing will be caused. For this, I will inevitably wrong you for a few days!"

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It was past noon, and the scorching sun made people uncomfortable. The emperor licked his chapped lips, but his figure was still vigorous. He held the treasure brocade in one hand, and swept the ground with a branch with the other to repel snakes and insects.

"Where are we..."

Bao Jin spoke with difficulty.

The emperor stared at the shadow of the sun, and after calculating in his heart, he affirmed: "It's not far from our residence..."

Baojin's complexion was terribly pale, and his eyes were not as bright as the morning stars, and they were stained with a layer of confusion——

"How long can we hold on?"

The voice was weak and mournful, the emperor grabbed her by the arm, shook her vigorously and said, "Don't fall asleep! If anyone dies, you won't be able to wake up!!"

However, Bao Jin was still in a daze. She watched the emperor pour out the last sip from the remaining bamboo tube and brought it to her mouth. She couldn't help but feel relieved, "Don't waste it..."

Immediately, she couldn't bear it any longer, tilted her head, and completely lost consciousness. The last thing she vaguely saw was the anxious eyes of the emperor and the crowd approaching in the distance...

"Have you been saved?"

(End of this chapter)