Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Lin Chaosheng was pushed and shouted at and kicked out of the bathing room. He felt like crying but had no tears. It was bad enough that the Queen Mother had a respected status, but she was also proficient in martial arts and was agile and nimble.

He used the small dagger to perfection. I don't know if it was a quirk or something, but he took off his shirt and used the dagger as a carving knife to carve a few words on Lin Chaosheng's back.

It's strange, he was clearly grimacing in pain and crying out loud during the operation, but when it was over he just touched it with his hand.

Hey, God...

Not a trace of blood!

This move of Empress Dowager Xiao successfully intimidated Lin Zhuangyuan, who could only perform the Fusang secret technique, and made him obediently promise to leave.

After all, he had once been famous for singing in the Donghuamen Maopiehonghua, so how could he be reduced to a eunuch who rubbed clothes and shouted for sex?

What's more, he had been shouting for conquest for half a quarter of an hour without even a bowl of water, and his mouth was dry.

He didn't want to hold it in, so he could only vent his anger on the small clothes made of Shu silk...

Uh, don't think too much about it.

Just crumpling the clothes into a ball.

That’s all…

It’s true, although the technology tree of the Zhou Dynasty was not very good, the handicraft techniques such as textile embroidery were extremely advanced. Take this little dress for example, the touch is quite special.

It is like silk but not silk, like gauze but not gauze, and different from ordinary clothes. Holding it in your hand, it feels like holding a piece of cool and delicate jade, of course, it is the kind of extremely thin jade.

When Lin Chaosheng applies a little force, a shallow dent will appear on the surface of the clothes, but it will soon return to its original state.

But no matter how he tossed it, this thing would bounce back immediately like memory metal and turn into a perfect little piece of clothing.

"Well, this is really a dream world!"

"Just like me, who would have thought that after winning three first prizes in the imperial examination and being named the top scholar at Donghua Gate, he would still have to work as a laundry boy!"

Holding the silk shirt, Lin Chaosheng felt mixed emotions.

Once your mind is in a mess, things are likely to go wrong.

For example, right now, he is lost...

At first he wanted to go to the kitchen to eat something and then go back to his room to rest, but he ended up just thinking about things.

He completely forgot the fact that he didn't know the road, which resulted in him walking in an increasingly desolate and remote area, and inadvertently ending up in a remote corner.

Quack!

Suddenly, several sharp screams sounded in front of him, and a group of black shadows fluttered and hovered in the air. Lin Chaosheng, who was already timid and afraid of ghosts, was frightened and shivered.

"Shit, I can't be so unlucky, right? It must be evil!"

Lin Chaosheng felt a chill down his spine. He had been traveling through the Great Zhou Dynasty for so many years, and it seemed that he had heard a lot of weird and supernatural things.

There was a tyrannical villain outside Jiangling City. After he committed a crime, a toad suddenly appeared in the stove of his house, and his yellow dog stood up and spoke human language. Since then, he has been plagued by serious diseases and sores on his back.

During the rainy season, houses collapse and people die tragically in their homes.

These simple yet strange rural anecdotes are the topic of conversation after dinner and tea in various places.

Even Lin Chaosheng is not immune to this and lives in a different world. He would believe it even if you said that Yang Rong, the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, was an old dog that had become a spirit.

Otherwise, would a normal person let the top scholar of the dynasty become a eunuch?

"Gah? From the sound of that cry, it couldn't be a crow!"

He plucked up the courage to look up into the sky, and just then the wind blew away the clouds, revealing a few black crows in the night sky, with their necks stretched out to look at him.

Lin Chaosheng cursed inwardly and was about to get up and leave when a few drops of water splashed right on his face.

He thought it was bird droppings and raised his hand to wipe it off with his sleeve, but when he moved his nose he smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Huh? This is, human blood!"

Lin Chaosheng frowned, somewhat suspicious. When he plagiarized the Records of Clearing Wrongs, he had followed the coroner in the county government office to observe and learn for a period of time.

So they soon discovered something was wrong, and judging from the situation, the blood was still warm, which definitely meant it had just left the human body.

At that moment, he was completely numb.

He raised his head stiffly and looked at the crows. The crows were not making any noise, but were just staring at a dry well and circling around it.

"There's something in the well!"

Lin Chaosheng suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly approached the dry well with trembling legs.

The Yongle Palace had fallen into disrepair after a long period of time, with dilapidated walls and dense cobwebs everywhere. However, there were not many cobwebs near the dry well, which showed that people often came here.

Jingle ~

Suddenly, there was a sound of iron chains shaking from the bottom of the well. To Lin Chaosheng's surprise, he seemed to hear a faint breathing sound.

"This is?"

Lin Chaosheng's forehead was already soaked with sweat. Just as he was about to stick his head out to look inside, he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing on the back of his head. Before he could figure out what was going on.

Everything went dark before my eyes, and in the next second, I fell to the ground limply...

Lin Chaosheng had a dream, which was a very bizarre dream.

In his dream, Lin Chaosheng encountered the dump truck speeding towards him again. The huge force knocked him to the ground, and the driver, with a ferocious face, kept crushing him back and forth.

He was not satisfied until he was covered in blood, so he got out of the car to smoke and threw the cigarette butt into the blood.

Not long after, his shattered body stood up intact again.

It was still the same speeding dump truck, the same driver, and the same familiar intersection.

The only difference is that this driver would be filled with guilt and self-blame, and would cry and scream in front of his corpse...

"Oh, my head hurts!"

Lin Chaosheng woke up from a nightmare, looked around in confusion, and found that he had returned to his side room without knowing when.

Lying on the bed, next to the burnt coal stove.

When I touched it with my hand, it felt so cold, as if everything that happened before was just a dream.

"That well, those strange crows..."

Lin Chaosheng stood up and put on his wooden clogs. He wanted to get a basin of water to wake himself up, but found that the bucket was empty.

His stomach was growling. He hadn't eaten anything all afternoon and had been doing manual labor for so long that he was already starving.

But no one could help him fill his stomach. In this cold palace, he knew very few people.

Cao Ade is one of them. This guy looks playful and simple, but he is definitely not an easy person to deal with. After sending Lin Chaosheng into the palace, he disappeared.

There is no hope of finding him, I can only try my luck and see if I can find Xiao Lingying.

Compared to this quirky little girl, she is much cleaner and purer, and it's fun to tease her with her delicate figure.

Of course, more importantly, Xiao Lingying is his novice guiding elf. In this huge palace, only Xiao Lingying’s arms can soothe his wounded heart.

"Wow, actually if you look closely, Yongle Palace is not as bad as you imagined!"

Walking on the bluestone steps, Lin Chaosheng's somewhat depressed mood finally eased a lot.

Since there are eunuchs and palace maids living here, and some necessary living facilities, the corridors are hung with colorful lights, making it look quite lively.

Although it is still empty and no one can be seen...

Lin Chaosheng found a relatively high pavilion, covered his eyebrows with his hands, and looked towards the inner courtyard. Through the sparse treetops, he caught a glimpse of the glittering tiles on a building next to the Yongle Palace.

That is Jiale Palace, where the emperor retired to spend his remaining years.

Although the emperor had just turned thirty, he was in his prime...

The entire hall is firmly protected by high blue-gray walls. In order to prevent assassins from climbing up, the walls are covered with caltrops, making them look like a curled-up hedgehog.

"Lingying, stop being so unreasonable!"

"It's not that we don't allow you from Yongle Palace to attend, it's just that your master is too poor. On weekdays, the palace can't even afford to employ a few maids and eunuchs. Do you still want to have a good ranking at tomorrow's donation banquet for disaster relief?"

The speaker was a young eunuch, about twenty years old, wearing a camel-colored robe and looking embarrassed. Judging from his waist, he should be a eunuch.