Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 233

During the seven days before and after the wedding ceremony, Xia Lin lost nearly ten pounds. He had not had a good night's sleep and sometimes had to be woken up before dawn to offer sacrifices to the ancestors and heaven.

But what to do? This ancestor worship ceremony is led by the emperor himself to worship the royal ancestors. It would be impolite not to go.

It was finally done, and he could finally have a good night's sleep.

That morning, when he woke up, he could hear the chirping of cicadas. Xia Lin looked at the little princess who was still sleeping beside him, leaned over and sucked on her belly button, then got up and went outside to wash up.

After washing up, it was already bright outside and the sun was shining brightly. I went to the courtyard to drink some tea to calm down, and from a distance I saw someone sitting in the courtyard.

When I walked closer, I found that it was Emperor Hongbao. It was the first time I saw Emperor Hongbao without his dragon robe. He looked like a haggard old man.

There was a pot of black tea in front of him, and some spiced kidney beans and nuts on a few small plates next to it. The old man was sitting inside reading a book, and he was extremely engrossed in it.

Xia Lin slowly walked to his side. Although his footsteps were light, Emperor Hongbao still heard them: "We just got married, why don't you spend more time with your wife?"

"Yeah? Your Majesty has good hearing. You can still hear my footsteps even though they are so light?"

Xia Lin sat down opposite him: "It seems that we still have to admire the old and strong."

"Come on, you're the only one who dares to sneak around behind me in this place." Hong Baodi teased, "If it were someone else, they wouldn't have the courage to do that."

"Hahaha... I don't know the rules." Xia Lin rubbed his hands and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to go to Fuliang to play for a few more days this time?"

"Yes." Emperor Hongbao nodded and put down the book in his hand. "In your Journey to the West, I don't see how kind the Buddhist sect is. The Southern Continent does not practice karma, but there is my Eastern Land Wei, where everyone is happy. The Western Continent is where the sacred mountain is, but there are corpses turning into mud on the 800-mile Lion Camel Ridge. Are you praising them openly and criticizing them secretly?"

"Yes." Xia Lin nodded. "I can't really demote him, after all, Your Majesty believes in Buddhism. But Your Majesty should also know that the Buddha and the devil have long been one. There are a lot of people in a small temple with thousands of acres of fertile land around it. They talk brilliantly, but they are eating bones and destroying marrow behind the scenes. Your Majesty should know this, and I can't hide it from you."

Emperor Hongbao chuckled, then sighed secretly: "You are smart, you didn't come up and scold me."

"I have to dare too." Xia Lin supported his chin while eating kidney beans. "Besides, I have thought about it carefully. Even if these lands are not taken away by the temples, they will be taken away by the aristocratic families. Your Majesty allowed those lands to be taken away by the temples just to reserve a foundation for future generations. When the time comes, as long as we destroy the Buddha, we can get it back with interest."

Emperor Hongbao frowned and looked stern, but he laughed in the next moment: "Little bastard! If it were someone else, you would be dead the moment you said that."

"I know, so I dare not tell anyone else." Xia Lin smacked his lips and said, "The 480 temples in this world are all the foundation left by an old father for his descendants. But those bald donkeys probably can't think of this. They are greedy, but you are laughing."

"Little bastard! You are so good at calling yourself a bald donkey." Emperor Hongbao was both angry and amused at Xia Lin. He couldn't help but shook his head and said, "People should not be too smart."

"I'm worried that the crown prince won't tolerate me. Your Majesty, don't worry. My boss and I have only one principle when we work. I will never hang around in front of him unless necessary. I will do what I am told to do if I can. If I can't do it, I will find someone to take the blame. At other times, it's definitely better to stay away from him."

Xia Lin was about to touch the last few kidney beans with his fingers, but Emperor Hongbao slapped him back with his fan: "Leave a few for me to grind my teeth!"

At this point, the old emperor actually didn't intend to say too much. He knew that Xia Lin was a smart man. In fact, what he was most worried about was that Xia Lin would not get along with the new emperor. The emperor and his subjects could fight but they could not be suspicious of each other. But from what he just heard, Emperor Hongbao felt a little relieved. This kid knew how to deal with the relationship between the emperor and his subjects.

"Your Majesty, believe it or not, many people will laugh at me if I tell you this. I am actually a person without great ambitions. I don't seek tremendous power or endless gold and silver. It is most comfortable for me to just live a simple life."

"Okay, forget about idling away your time. After all, the Wei Dynasty was built by young men like you." Emperor Hongbao waved his hand to signal him to stop talking, and he changed the subject: "I have almost finished reading these books. Do you have any other surprises?"

"Once you reach Fuliang, go and search for it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Hongbao stroked his beard and laughed: "Let me examine you and see if there is anything that is punishable by death among these rebellious things of yours."

In fact, Xia Lin was about to set off to return to Fuliang. A married son-in-law could not always live in his father-in-law's house, but this time the little princess had to go back with him seriously. Before the princess's mansion was built, the two of them would temporarily live in the villa that the prince had given to Xiao Cui.

However, the princess's dowry was quite generous. In order to prevent any accidents, they traveled by land this time. There were twelve carts of dowry, which could really be said to be rich enough to rival a country.

Emperor Hongbao naturally went there as well, but he chose the comfortable water route, so the prince and Lao Guo naturally had to accompany him. Originally, the little princess was going to go by land with Xia Lin, but Xia Lin felt that this hot weather was really a test for her, so he asked her to go back with him on the boat.

The water route would take at most three days, but the land route would take at least ten days. Xia Lin was so exhausted from escorting the convoy that he vomited. On the fourth day, when all the people who were taking the water route had arrived, he was still slowly swinging in the hot carriage. The heat waves outside were coming one after another. The weather this year was particularly abnormal. It was already summer and the sun was high a few days after the Dragon Boat Festival. When they stopped at the post station in Jiujiang County to rest at night, it suddenly rained heavily without warning. It looked like the rain would not stop for three to five days. The way back would probably be more bumpy.

But it is not without benefits, at least the temperature has dropped, it has become cooler. I just don't know whether Your Majesty and the others are having a good time in Fuliang, and I don't know whether Xu Jingzong will cause trouble for Your Majesty.

It was a night when it was raining heavily outside. There was a dim candlelight in the post station. Xia Lin sat there telling ghost stories with several other soldiers who were escorting the caravan during this unpredictable thunderstorm.

Even the postmaster was scared to death after hearing it. After all, the most terrifying story for them at that moment was the sudden appearance of a green ghost fire on the grave. They had never heard of footsteps on the second floor of the post station, a man in a straw raincoat on a rainy night, a woman in white looking for her lover at the ferry, or a woman in a carriage suddenly disappearing. They were so scared that their faces turned pale.

Just when Xia Lin was telling a story at its climax, there was a huge flash of lightning outside, followed by a rumbling thunder like thousands of horses galloping in the ears. One of the less courageous soldiers almost peed in his pants.

However, at this point, the door of the post station was suddenly pushed open, and the strong wind, lightning and thunder outside poured into the room at once.

The strong wind blew out the candle. The postmaster shuddered with fear and quickly got up to light the lamp and put a cover on it. Everyone in the room turned their heads to look at the person who came.

"Postmaster, give me ten steamed buns and a big bowl of hot porridge. And prepare a room."

Although the post station in Jiujiang is not as good as the one in Fuliang, it is an important part of the Fuliang economic circle after all. It can also be said to be the best post station in the country. The overall environment can be regarded as top-level in the world currently known to people.

How could he just eat the buns? So the postmaster stepped forward and asked, "Sir, we are out of buns. Can I get you some meat rice and a pot of wine to warm you up?"

"it is good."

After saying that, the man in the straw raincoat walked forward and hung the wet raincoat on the wall. He huddled in a corner, picked up the gourd he carried with him and started drinking water.

Xia Lin and his group of people all looked at the man in the corner. Judging from his physique and dress, he should be a military man. He is about twenty years old, strong and mighty, with a good temperament. Judging from the way he holds things and the thickness of his arms, he should be a good hand.

The sword on the waist is slightly different from the one here, it is longer and heavier. It should be a cavalry sword, and a sword worn by northern cavalry. The patterns on it are complex, so it should be of a high level.

After a while, the meat rice came up. The man picked up the bowl and started eating, his movements were as quick as the wind sweeping away fallen leaves. His movements were not slow at all and were extremely generous.

Xia Lin lowered his voice and said, "This person is of a high rank."

The sergeant who was escorting the convoy with him said, "This is not low. That knife is not an ordinary knife. It is a general's knife."

"Oh, he's a general."

"At least a lieutenant general."

The man seemed to have heard their whispers. He raised his head and glanced over here, then walked over with the wine in his hand: "Are you also soldiers?"

Xia Lin quickly made room for him: "Exactly. Who is this old man?"

"Oh, I was planning to go to the capital to file a complaint, but when I got here it started to rain heavily, so I had to delay my trip."

"Sue the Emperor?" Xia Lin took a breath and said, "Big Brother, it's not easy to file a complaint. You will have to take fifty lashes first."

"Eat it if you want. Compared to the grievance in my heart, fifty lashes of cane is nothing. Besides, His Majesty is kind and will not hit me."

Xia Lin nodded, and then moved the snacks on his table towards him: "Big brother, eat and drink something to warm yourself up."

Who is this person? Isn't that Chai Shao who ran away from home to file a complaint with the emperor? He originally planned to take a boat from Jiujiang County to Jinling to file a complaint, but who knew that he encountered the flood season.

But at this moment, none of them knew each other. The real victim and the fake Huangmao sat at the same table drinking and calling each other brothers...

(End of this chapter)