Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"Speaking of which, after being locked up in prison for a few days, he should learn to be good. I didn't want to wrong him, but Wan Kuan was pregnant and couldn't swallow this breath. He was always sick and came to me every day. Trouble, no one can stand it. Besides, he was the one who came up with the idea of ​​letting Wanwan marry Yueshi far away. It is not wrong to torment him for a few days. Now it is almost the same, and it is time to let him out. Exercise your muscles, go and see how he is."

Xianzong suddenly had a whim and wanted to see Lin Xici's situation in person, which frightened Xiao Er.

Two days ago, when Huan came back from the prison, he locked himself in the dark room, and he has not come out yet. Except for the emperor himself, it seems that the whole world knows that Mr. Lin was killed by playing the pipa, so he is so silent. It's okay to die in prison, but if they are caught by the Long Live Lord, then the lives of these people who work on things will definitely be lost.

Xiaoer was worried, but he didn't dare to speak out. He asked people to invite the factory owner a few times, but it didn't work.

Looking from afar through the corridor, one can vaguely see Lin Xici leaning against the bed to rest, and Xiaoer's breath was more than half relieved, not to mention him, even Xianzong didn't notice anything unusual, and ordered someone to open the door After entering the cell, he sat on the edge of the bed and glanced at the man's pale side face, coughing lightly, slightly relieving the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Cough...you don't say hello when you see me, you're angry, aren't you?"

The man sat there motionless, unresponsive.

Immediately afterwards, Xianzong sighed again, "Okay, I admit that I did treat you harshly this time, but no matter what, Wanwan is also the princess of Dayuan, my only daughter, who was doted on by me since she was a child, I didn't do anything too much, it's just a little bit of revenge for Qian Shi. It's normal for a girl to be jealous, so why are you mixing it up..."

The man remained silent.

"There is also Huan Yi, he is now in control of Dongxichang. It is easy to kill you. If you are dissatisfied, you just came to me. Why bother to fight him. Look at you now, you are neither human nor ghost, how can you be his opponent? Let's go, go back with me, I will hand over the Yushitai to you, and you will be able to swallow this breath. I have to admit that I have begun to miss the days when you were in power, and I don't need to worry about everything, and Being able to restrict the Second East and West Factory is not like now, Huan Yi is almost riding on my neck... I admit my mistake to you, bow my head, don't be angry, go back with me, okay?"

For a long time, there was still no response.

Until then, Xianzong faintly felt that something was wrong.

It's so quiet in this cell.

It's so quiet that you can't even hear the sound of breathing, maybe...

"Xi Ci, what's wrong with you, I've already given in to you, why are you still..."

It never occurred to him that he stretched out his hand to caress the man's head, which made it difficult for the man to balance. When his head tilted, his body fell down stiffly.

In the dimness, he could still see the man's half-opened eyes clearly, staring at him quietly, as if showing off: "Xiao Heyan, I want to leave, but you can't keep me."

At this moment, Xianzong felt no anger, no grief, just shock.

He knelt on the ground in a panic, and tentatively took the man's hand... It was as cold as a piece of ice, which could not be warmed or melted by rubbing it.

"How come...Xici, did you lie to me? You were just kidding me. You really like to make jokes like this when you're old. It's not funny at all...I know you're just pretending, wake up... wake up

He hugged Lin Xici's stiff body helplessly, patted his cheek, and shook his shoulder.

Lying in his arms, the man was quieter and more obedient than ever.

... He is too familiar with the touch of holding this body. Lin Xi is high-spirited, cold and arrogant, and will never obey his arms. On the ground, his body is always tense, waiting for a chance to escape at any time.

But now, he is so obedient... Xianzong has never seen such an obedient Lin Xici who would lean on his shoulder and accept his caress, even if he behaved roughly, he would not complain or resist.

...But he doesn't want such Lin Xi Ci, this is not his Xi Ci, no! !

"Who did it... who did it!!"

Facing Xianzong's hoarse questioning, Xiaoer could only kneel down, his face turned pale with fright, but he couldn't explain it.

Xianzong couldn't remember how he returned to the imperial study room. He hugged Lin Xici tightly like a madman, and refused to let go of anyone who persuaded him. He kept calling that person's name, begging him softly to open his eyes and see look at yourself...

He couldn't remember when he accepted the fact that the man had died, and wiped off the blood on the man's face and the dirt on his body bit by bit with a cloth towel soaked in warm soup.

"You are very clean, you have always been very clean, you shouldn't be messed with by these vulgar things... Come on, be obedient, raise your head, let's wipe your chin clean."

Lin Xici let him play around like a puppet, neither crying nor laughing, keeping his eyes half-closed all the time, with a sarcastic and thankful expression.

Li Sansi gritted his teeth, and ordered someone to clean up the remains of the man. Xianzong was furious, like a wild beast, roaring at all the people who approached him, desperately protecting Lin Xici behind him, not allowing anyone to defile him. over him.

"But, isn't it you, the emperor, who made him like this?"

A word that touched the sore spot made Xian Zong's imposing seven-foot man burst into tears.

It's not that he doesn't know what's wrong, he just doesn't dare to face it.

It's a pity that Li Sansi didn't feel pity for this self-inflicted man, he stood between him and Lin Xici, and tried to persuade him with a blank face: "Your Majesty, since everyone is gone, just let him go. He begs you to let him go." I begged him for the rest of my life, but I never got a response, and it's time to end all of this by the time I die."

"No...he is mine, I won't let him go, he is mine! He is mine!!"

Listening to his roar, Li Sansi just quietly looked at Lin Xici who had already died.

He said: "Your Majesty, look, his eyes are not closed yet."

Just one sentence is enough to crush this man who has never faced his heart until today.

Lin Xici's question before his death has been answered, he loves him, he really loves him...

And this love became the emotion that supported Xianzong to let go. In the end, he still fulfilled Lin Xici's last wish, closed his eyes, and buried him with a golden mouth.

"He worked hard for the imperial court all his life, he worked hard and deserved to be buried with honor. But the secret of him being a descendant of the royal family of the previous dynasty has been spread throughout the court and the public. If the future affairs are handled vigorously, it will surely come to light, and the historian will not let him go. The lord's minister... why don't we bury him in Jingling? It's the burial place of his father and grandmother, and his long-term companionship by his side should be what he expects."

Li Sansi's mind was calm, he bowed his head and said: "My emperor is wise."

"I remember that Emperor Mingzong's body was destroyed, and only an empty coffin was buried in Jingling. The coffin is made of golden nanmu, which can keep the body from decaying for a hundred years. Why don't we put Xici in it and bury it with emperor's ceremony. In the end, if Emperor Taizu didn't raise troops, he should be the one sitting on the throne now, this matter cannot be discussed on the stage, but I still want to chase him down as..."

"Your Majesty, a false name is always something outside the body. Even if you give him the posthumous title of emperor, you can't erase the fact that he died tragically in prison. He occupied the magpie's nest and entered the coffin of the subjugated king, and you can't rewrite the tragic fate of this life." Grid. Everything you are doing now is just to alleviate the guilt in your heart, and it will not help at all. "

Xianzong had no way to defend himself, he knew that Li Sansi was right.

There are some things that can be missed for a lifetime. At his age, what more can he ask for...

"...I still have one wish, a hundred years later..."

"A hundred years later, you should be buried in the imperial mausoleum with the new emperor's mother and concubine. Lin Xi resigned as a sycophant for a lifetime, and he will be a sycophant until his death. He is not even qualified to be buried with him. It is a kindness for you to preserve his body and reputation. On behalf of the guilty minister Lin Xi, I will say goodbye and thank the emperor for his kindness."

After finishing speaking, Li Sansi knelt down and kowtowed three times, then got up and left the hall.

He stroked his aching forehead, looked up at the dimly glowing waning moon in the night sky, and murmured: "I promised you, as soon as he dies, I will burn your remains and leave you in ashes, leaving no bones left." Come on, don't give him a second thought!"

Afterwards, it was also Li Sansi who took care of Lin Xici's funeral. He personally changed the man into low-key and clean white clothes, and put him in a golden nanmu coffin.

A servant who was in charge said: "Master Xiang, this can't work, the dead have to be buried in shrouds, so plain and clean, Lord Yama won't like it when he sees it."

"There is no need for others to be happy. It is enough for him to see the joy. Anyway, he does not look forward to reincarnation. What is the next life?"

Li Sansi obeyed the emperor's order to secretly bury Lin Xici in Jingling, and later participated in it, as well as those related to Lin Xici's death were brutally executed and died for that person.

However, Huan Yi, the culprit, just disappeared, and for a long time after that, the official affairs of Dongxi Factory were temporarily handled by Xiao Er.

There are rumors that the factory owner killed Mr. Lin because he touched the emperor's Nilin. He was cut off his hands and feet and made a human pig and raised him in the harem to die. Therefore, some palace people often heard unknown cries at night.

Some people also said that he knew that he had committed a serious crime and would be killed by Mr. Lin's injustice every night, and finally couldn't think about it anymore, so he hanged himself.In short, the ending is not very good.

Only Qin Zhiyu knew that Huan Yi was indeed dead, as the rumors said, he was killed by Lin Xici.

Long before he was imprisoned, Lin Xici had taken a fatal chronic poison. Before he died, Huan Yi once presumptuously kissed him on the lips, and that kiss made Huan Yi fall into the despair before his death. .

He admired Lin Xici's attitude that every penny must be compared with every penny and every penny must be repaid. In the end, anyone who owed him would be liquidated.

Fairies, indeed, fairies.

I really don't know what kind of expression Huan Yi under Jiuquan should have when he saw that person, unwillingness, resentment, or sadness?

Qin Zhiyu held the wine cup, looked at Qi Ye reflected in the wine, smiled, and poured all the clear wine to the ground.

"These seven years of hatred are to be buried deep in the ground and hidden for seven years. The taste is enough. 17 years ago, you didn't drink this cup with me. Seven years later, since someone wants to taste this for me, I hate it from heart to heart. the pain."

No wind, no moon tonight.

Since then, there have been no stars and no good people in the world.

The author has something to say: There is no plot of chasing his wife to the crematorium. When the scumbag thinks of chasing his wife, his wife is already in the crematorium.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~