Chapter 215 Shenxing Palace
Chapter 215 Shenxing Palace
Chapter 215 Shenxing Palace
"crunch-"
The door was opened from the outside in, and a beam of light shone in.
Looking up, the light was dazzling, perhaps because I had been in the dark for so long.
Lin Ziping blinked uncomfortably, and after a while, he watched as Ryan walked in against the light.
"Are you two alright?" Ryan asked.
Lin Ziping quickly stood up from his chair, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, and said, "Lord Rui."
Qi Yuchang hadn't gone berserk for a while, but Lin Ziping didn't untie him; he remained on the ground.
Hearing Lin Ziping's words, he scoffed, "What Lord Rui? He's just a eunuch."
This……
Although it is true, it is rather impolite to say it directly about eunuchs, especially with a contemptuous tone!
Lin Ziping subtly shifted his feet, increasing the distance between himself and Qi Yuchang.
Ryan chuckled lightly: "Young Master Qi is still as sharp-tongued as ever. It seems you haven't suffered much these past few days!"
"Pah—" Qi Yuchang spat, "Either you lock me up here for life, or kill me, or I'll definitely find my brother-in-law and have him punish you!"
Lin Ziping had a feeling of "my dad is Li Gang" about him, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig out a "three-bedroom, one-living room" (a Chinese idiom for feeling awkward or embarrassed).
I really don't know how Qi Yuchang became a member of the Imperial Guard, or is it that the threshold for becoming an Imperial Guard is very low?
Lin Ziping looked up at Rui'an and saw that his smile had become even more amiable.
“Young Master Qi is right, but this time we were locked up, it was His Majesty’s arrangement.” Ryan sat down in a chair.
"Besides, our family and Xiaolin are both implicated because of you."
"Well, well, you can't just lock us up and ignore us." Qi Yuchang said, sounding somewhat unsure of himself.
Then she said matter-of-factly, "When have you ever been here? It was clearly just me and Lin Ziping."
"Xiao Lin, is that right?" Ryan looked at Lin Ziping.
Lin Ziping wished he could sew Qi Yuchang's mouth shut. If you can't speak, then don't speak. You're dragging me down with you.
“Lord Rui, please don’t take it to heart. Qi Yuchang is somewhat delirious,” Lin Ziping said, then changed the subject, “Sir, may we leave now?”
"Thanks to His Majesty's magnanimity and the Sixth Prince's generosity, these few days of confinement and reflection will serve as punishment for your misconduct in front of the palace. I hope you will take this as a warning and be more careful in your words and deeds in the future."
As the words fell, Lin Ziping realized that several people had been standing at the door at some point.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Sixth Prince!" Rui'an stood up, knelt down, and bowed, expressing his gratitude.
Lin Ziping quickly knelt down in imitation of him and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Sixth Prince! This humble servant knows his mistake and will definitely do a good job in the future."
Regardless of whether we're right or wrong, let's admit it first.
Qi Yuchang also hurriedly expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Sixth Prince!"
"Get up." A voice came from the doorway. "His Highness the Sixth Prince is ill and wants you to go back and rest for two days before returning to duty."
"Thank you, Sixth Prince," Rui'an, Lin Ziping, and Qi Yuchang said in unison.
Noticing that the person at the door had left, Lin Ziping stood up and helped Rui An up.
"My lord, we can go out now!" Lin Ziping helped the man to a chair, his joy barely concealed in his voice.
Ryan rubbed his knees: "It's all thanks to His Majesty and the Sixth Prince's kindness!"
Lin Ziping nodded solemnly and began to praise the two of them.
Having finished his flattery, Lin Ziping finally followed Rui'an out of the house.
As for Qi Yuchang, Rui'an didn't say anything, and Lin Ziping went to help him untie the ropes. After the two left, his ghostly wails could still be heard from inside the house.
The weather was perfect, and as he stepped outside, the sun shone on him. Lin Ziping raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight.
After getting used to it, I looked around. I hadn't noticed much when I first came in.
Surprisingly, this place is quite spacious, like a traditional courtyard house.
When Lin Ziping came out of the house, he saw that there were many other houses next to that one.
Stepping out of the courtyard, a plaque hangs above the gate that reads "Shenxing Palace".
Looking back on the past few days, the name of this palace is quite fitting.
Ryan walked in front, and Lin Ziping followed behind.
After a long pause, Lin Ziping mustered his courage and asked, "Sir, are we really not going to abandon Qi Yuchang?"
Ryan replied without looking back, "He's none of your concern. You should spend more time taking care of yourself. You don't need to follow me anymore. We're going back to Chunhe Garden."
"Yes." Lin Ziping stopped and clasped his hands in a salute.
Only after he had walked away did she straighten up.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Ziping walked out of the palace.
With Luo Zijian and Liu Song in the Prefectural Guard Camp, it's not suitable for them to go back now.
Although the events at Chunhe Garden now seem like coincidences, Lin Ziping always felt that they were involved. He had a premonition that this matter was not over yet, but had only been temporarily paused.
We must be extremely careful now, so as not to give anyone any leverage against us.
Leaving the palace was relatively smoother than the previous times, probably because he was wearing work clothes. The guards at the palace and inner city gates only asked him a few questions before letting Lin Ziping leave.
Lin Ziping went out of the inner city, found a food stall, ate a bowl of noodles, and satisfied his hunger before returning home.
Lin Ziping paused for a moment as he opened the door; the yard was so clean!
He casually picked up the broom that was placed by the door and closed the door as if nothing had happened.
This broom was meticulously designed by Lin Ziping, drawing on valuable experience from previous eras. A bamboo strip about two fingers thick in the middle can be pulled out.
Lin Ziping pretended to sweep the yard and slowly approached the main room.
"Thief, don't run!" Lin Ziping pulled out a bamboo stick and kicked open the door.
"Lin Ziping!"
A voice rang out from inside the room, and Lin Ziping froze in shock.
He couldn't stop the bamboo stick in his hand, and it flew into the house.
"Bam—"
The bamboo strip deviated from its original trajectory and landed on the window.
The others in the room turned to look at Lin Ziping.
"uncle……"
The person who just called Lin Ziping was this body's uncle—Lin Zhong.
It was Li, the head nurse, who stuck the bamboo strips into the window.
Lin Zhong sat at the head of the table, Tao Xian stood to his left below him, and Granny Liao stood to his right.
Then came the two guards, Li and Zhang, Aunt Wei, Uncle Chang, Zhu Zi, Shun Zi, Shu Miao, and the mute gatekeeper.
Add to that Lin Ziping, who was standing dumbfounded at the door.
Good heavens, all twelve members of the Lin family are here, neatly arranged. The main room isn't very big, so it feels especially crowded with so many people.
Lin Ziping withdrew his foot, straightened his clothes, forced a smile, and walked in, greeting everyone one by one.
Then he asked, "Uncle, what brings you here?"
Before she could speak, tears streamed down her face. She stepped forward and carefully examined Lin Ziping. After a long while, she took Lin Ziping's hand and said, "Young Master has lost weight!"
Lin Ziping stiffened, withdrew his hand, and patted the back of Liao Mama's hand: "I'm fine."
"Snapped--"
Lin Zhong slammed his hand on the table: "Kneel down!"
Lin Ziping pursed his lips and knelt on the ground.
"master……"
Others offered their advice.
"None of you should say a word. I'm going to teach him a lesson today!" Lin Zhong said coldly.
As he spoke, he walked to the window and picked up the bamboo strips from the ground.
When they reached Lin Ziping, they immediately put him on their backs without saying a word.
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