Traitor, he is bent on death

Lin Shanfang sat in front of the bronze mirror, her face was reflected in the mirror, she was a little pale, and there was even a touch of blue under her eyes.

The maid stood beside her and said cautiously: "Miss, don't you still put on makeup? I heard that His Majesty's health has improved a lot recently, and the master asked you to go for a walk in the palace."

Lin Shanfang said in a low voice: "What are you doing in the palace? Is it annoying?"

The maid was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "You are the future empress!"

Lin Shanfang laughed at herself, holding the pearl hairpin in her hand: "...Queen."

"I'm afraid I don't have this luck."

The maid pursed her lips, not knowing how to persuade her.

"...That's all." Lin Shanfang closed her eyes: "Since father still has delusions, I'll go to the palace for a while."

The maid hurriedly said: "This servant will put on makeup for you."

Lin Shanfang tidied up properly, Lin Yong was wearing official uniform, looked at her slim jewel, and said, "Fang'er, now the Lin family is the only one standing among the four families, you have to fight for it."

Lin Shanfang just smiled lightly.

Lin Yong thought of something, and said, "That girl from the Yin family... came to see you two days ago?"

Lin Shanfang and Yin Zhixuan are the same age, and they have a good relationship. The Yin family was convicted, and Yin Zhixuan is the concubine of the crime king. Before the palace ordered to deal with it, she asked to be ordained and become a monk, and she was always with the green light However, the former number one beauty in the capital had such an ending, which is really embarrassing.

"Yes." Lin Shanfang said, "Ah Xuan came to say goodbye to me."

"There are many men in the Yin family. It's a pity that this girl was born in the Yin family." Lin Yong shook his head and sighed.

"Shaving her hair and becoming a nun is a relief for Axuan." Lin Shanfang smiled: "When she bid farewell to her daughter, she was very carefree."

Lin Yong paused, and said: "Did she say anything else to you?"

Lin Shanfang said, "Never."

In fact, there are.

That day when she sent Yin Zhixuan to the door, Yin Zhixuan suddenly turned her head and said to her: "Men from the Xuan family are infatuated. If you can't be the person His Majesty has in your heart, you won't be able to be his queen."

Before asking again, Yin Zhixuan had already drifted away.

Lin Shanfang knows that whether it is the number one beauty in the capital or the master of calligraphy and painting, it is a shackle to Yin Zhixuan. She learns these not because she likes them, but because she can sell herself at a better price. She has feelings for the Yin family. Indifferent, even seeing his elder brother Yin Wenxing die in front of his own eyes, he was not moved at all.

After a long journey, Yin Zhixuan is finally just Yin Zhixuan.

Lin Shanfang finally figured out what she said, but Lin Yong was still immersed in the dream of being the emperor's father-in-law.

"Father." Lin Shanfang said: "You will be late for court."

"Let's go quickly." Lin Yong said: "I have already taken care of the palace, and I said that you are going to visit the old concubine who lives in the palace. You should seize the opportunity and wait for your Majesty on the way back to the Qianyuan Hall." , got it?"

He sighed: "Seeing that His Majesty is also going to be nineteen, but the imperial decree has not yet been issued, I feel uneasy as a father."

Lin Shanfang was silent.

She knew that the imperial decree would not come.

The father and daughter entered the palace, and Lin Yong went to court by himself at the Jinluan Palace. Today, the orphan of the Jiang family returns to the court, and there are turmoil in the court. Some people who have received Jiang Fan's favor want to see the son of the old man, and some are cautious and full of doubts. Yes, as soon as Lin Yong entered, he felt that there was a crisis everywhere.

As the eunuch sang loudly, the emperor sat on the dragon chair.

He sat on the highest place, overlooking the ministers, and said in a low voice: "You all know that I have specially allowed the third son of Ding Guogong to enter the court and participate in politics. I will meet you today."

Gu Zhiyan took the lead and said: "Your Majesty is kind and wise, we should try our best to teach the younger generation and do our best for the great cause."

The capital minister spoke up, and other courtiers also responded.

"Xuan, Duke Ding's third son has an audience—"

The sound of singing layer upon layer spread out, and everyone couldn't help looking at the entrance of the main hall, Lin Yong was no exception.

He didn't have any friendship with Jiang Fan, he was just curious about what this Qilinzi who was admitted to the first prize at the age of 17 looked like.

A red official robe appeared at the entrance of the Golden Luan Hall. The gorgeous fabric outlined a slender figure. He was as tall and straight as a pine, and walked into the Golden Luan Hall step by step with his own pride.

The number one scholar in this dynasty wears bright red, a square-winged gauze hat, and a golden flower on his head. Most people can't suppress such beauty, but this person has a face full of embarrassment. Clouds of smoke, tall and tall, bright as a jade tree facing the wind,

However, the crowd did not take the time to appreciate Zhuangyuan Lang's mortal appearance, which is hard to see in the mortal world, and some people were frightened: "Nine, nine thousand years old!"

Isn't the person who came here just the official who died in the mutiny? !

Civil and military officials were astonished.

There was a little smile on the lips of the aloof emperor.

He quietly watched Jiang Jintang walk in, just like the first time he saw him, with a clear and beautiful face, bright and beautiful.

There is no more beautiful color than him in this world.

Thinking about it in a daze, 12 years have passed, Jiang Jintang has never changed, he has always been the true gentleman of Huaijin holding Yu, the jade pot in the ice valley.

"My lord has mistaken me." Jiang Jintang looked at the officer who lost his voice, and said, "My surname is Jiang, my first name is Jintang, and my name is Shujin. I am the youngest son of Dingguo Gong Jiang Fan. He has been recuperating in Yangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River, and has never met your lord. "

The courtier's expression was as if he had seen a ghost: "How is it possible...you are clearly—"

"Master Liu." Xuan Lan narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you really hit it off with Mr. Jiang, if not, after the next court, you can have a good chat together?"

Mr. Liu knew that he had lost his composure, so he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please don't blame me for your lack of manners."

"How could it be?" Xuan Lan propped his chin up, with a smile in his eyes, Jiang Jintang's figure was reflected: "Mr. Jiang is a snow-born plum bone, and Yuan Qing is jade-like. I am amazed when I see it, let alone Mr. Liu."

Jiang Jintang: "..."

Master Liu managed to control his expression, but he looked at Jiang Jintang and knew that he was definitely the powerful minister who had held great power for ten years.

But the emperor said he was Jiang Fan's youngest son, so he was Jiang Fan's youngest son.

Jiang Jintang raised the hem of his robe, knelt down straight, his back straightened, and his voice was clear: "Chen Jiang Jintang, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Xuan Lan stood up, stepped off the imperial platform step by step, and helped Jiang Jintang up with his own hands. The young man's eyes were bright and clear, and he could clearly see the clothes and shadows in the room, but Jiang Jintang was the only one in his eyes, "You don't need to be polite."

"Aiqing was the number one scholar in the spring of Guangyuan's 15th year, but she failed to become an official for various reasons. Now I invite you to enter the Imperial Academy. Wangqing will do her best for my great cause."

"Your Majesty—" Zhu Youyuan hurriedly said; "This is inappropriate!"

Xuan Lan narrowed her eyes: "Master Zhu, do you think Jiang Qing's talent is wronged to be a small Hanlin scholar?"

Zhu Youyuan: "..."

He felt that the emperor shouldn't raise tigers and lure wolves into his house!

"Lord Zhu loves talents, I understand." Xuan Lan smiled, but his voice was very cold: "It's just that Jiang Qing has just returned to the court, so it's not appropriate to seal her."

Zhu Youyuan: "...Yes."

Jiang Jintang said softly: "Chen, thank Your Majesty for your kindness."

12 years ago, he was also standing here. That year, he was 17 years old and won three yuan in a row. His great career was unprecedented. He was wearing a red dress, a gauze hat, and a golden hairpin. He was the most energetic.

At that time, Xuan Shen was sitting on the dragon chair, and perhaps he had already moved to kill the Jiang family, but he looked at Jiang Jintang with admiration in his eyes, and still gave Jiang Jintang the head armor. No one knew that he was a pity, It was already predicted that Jiang Jintang would be a sharp knife with no disadvantages.

The great ambitions that Jiang Jintang had in his heart when he stood here back then have been extinguished little by little in the past 12 years. He thought those lofty ambitions were dead, but now, there is a fire that started a prairie fire to ignite it again.

"Jiang Qing." Xuan Lan looked at him and said softly, "It's very beautiful in a red dress."

Jiang Jintang raised his eyes, his eyes were slightly bent as if they were stained with the peach blossom rain in March in the south of the Yangtze River.

Since then, the mountains and rivers have been magnificent, the world is beautiful, and the age can be expected.

……

Another turmoil in the capital is inevitable, after all, none of the civil and military officials knew Jiang Jintang's face.

Lin Shanfang heard the news from the maidservant, but she acted very calmly. The maidservant said in astonishment: "Miss, aren't you... curious?"

"There is nothing to be curious about." Lin Shanfang looked at the summer flowers in the imperial garden, and said softly, "He is whoever your Majesty says he is."

The maid sighed: "Master asked you to meet His Majesty, why do you..."

Lin Shanfang didn't speak, but just found a remote path and continued to walk forward. Suddenly, she heard a soft voice: "I just said that you look good in red, but I'm not trying to deceive you."

Seeing the two people under the flower tree in front, the maidservant's eyes widened, and she was about to cry out. Lin Shanfang covered her mouth, frowned and said, "You think you're dying?"

The maid hurriedly shook her head.

Lin Shanfang's voice was very low: "Don't make any noise."

The maid nodded.

Only then did Lin Shanfang let go of her, and in a blink of an eye, she saw a swing under the crabapple tree in Xifu. The number one scholar in red was sitting on the swing, and the emperor in a dragon robe was standing behind him, gently pushing the swing.

Lin Shanfang had never seen Xuan Lan like this.

It seems to have walked into the dirty world from a high cloud.

And the person sitting on the swing with his eyes slightly closed is all his desires and sins in this world of mortals.

"Duke Dingguo's mansion should be repaired soon." Xuan Lan grabbed the rope of the swing and sat next to Jiang Jintang himself, saying, "I don't really remember the layout, so I had to find some people with impressions and explore it. recovering."

Jiang Jintang opened his eyes and said, "It doesn't have to be like this."

Xuan Lan smiled: "I know you miss home very much."

"Otherwise, the courtyard in your Chitose Mansion won't be called the old residence."

Jiang Jintang was slightly taken aback.

Xuan Lan leaned on his shoulder and asked, "Do I have a reward?"

"Yes." Jiang Jintang said, "I reward you for reading the excerpts for a day."

Xuan Lan was not annoyed, and said, "A Tang, I didn't bury your sister's body."

Jiang Jintang paused.

Xuan Lan said in a low voice: "I thought, you should want to bury her yourself."

After a long time, Jiang Jintang said, "Yes."

Xuan Lan held his cheeks and said, "Sister would be very happy if she knew that I love you so much."

"..." Jiang Jintang: "Who is your sister?"

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Laughing to death, Gouzi has to call Jiang Yuyin aunt because of emotion and reason.