Don’t Show the Son

In the past few days, the children of the rich and powerful families in the capital suddenly became honest.

You can't see them molesting women and oppressing common people on the street, and the number of complaints from common people received by the Clean Officials Department has also plummeted.

After the news of Zhang Jing's assassination and death spread, these rich and powerful children finally started to get scared.

Calculate carefully, in the past year, how many sons of the rich and powerful mansions have died, from first-class uncles to first-class princes?

Even the young masters of the Zhang family can't escape death, let alone them?

If things continue like before, perhaps, one night, they will die quietly in their own home.

Undoubtedly, there was a powerful assassin hiding in the capital, watching their every move. Within two days after Zhang Jing robbed the civilian girl, his life was harvested by him. The next one died in his hands, I don't know who it will be.

Lin Xiu is very busy these days.

Busy with drafting for Emperor Dog, and also busy with her marriage with Caiyi.

When he married Zhao Lingjun last time, the Ministry of Rites took care of everything on his behalf. This time, he did it himself. Only by doing these things himself can he know how complicated it is.

Zhang Jing's death has almost subsided by now.

Zhu Jin only approached Zhao Lingjun once, and since then, no one has bothered her because of this matter.

After learning that she was the top of the Tianjiao list, Lin Xiu finally understood why she could be so domineering.

Although Daxia's national strength is strong, she is the only one in the top ten of the Tianjiao list. She is not only the face of the Daxia Dynasty on the mainland, but also concerns the national interests.

These benefits, including the qualifications for hunting exotic animals, the ownership of unowned territories outside the territory of some countries, the distribution of minerals, and the time for practicing in extremely cold and extremely hot places that all countries belong to, all these must be passed Dabi went for it.

The resources of the mainland are limited, but the needs of the countries for resources are unlimited. In the past, the countries relied on wars to obtain resources, but now they rely on geniuses.

Don't say that Zhang Jing was not killed by her, even if Zhang Jing was really killed by her, no one can judge her.

Unless he wants to fight the whole country.

This world is so cruel and realistic, strength is accompanied by power.

Zhang Jing has the support of the Zhang family and can decide the life and death of the people at will.

But his life and death are also in the hands of the stronger.

Today, Lin Xiu is no longer the son of a little third-class uncle who can be bullied by anyone. He no longer needs to rely on the imperial concubine or the prince's sword, and he can protect the people around him well.

Today is the day of the draft, and the location of the draft is in the palace. Lin Xiu and the Minister of Rituals sat in a side hall of the central palace, and said to the eunuch beside him, "It's about time, we can start now."

The eunuch hurried out, and soon, a young girl came in from outside the hall.

The girl looked sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was pretty and lovely, with a dignified and elegant manner. The secretary of the Ministry of Rituals flipped through the roster, nodded and said: "Xin'anbo's daughter has good looks and good manners. Master Lin, please stay This woman?"

Lin Xiu took a look and found that the girl was not very happy after hearing the words of the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites. Instead, there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. He waved his hand and said: "What's the use of being beautiful, too thin, unqualified, next... ..."

Hearing this, the girl looked at Lin Xiu with grateful eyes, and retreated slowly.

This girl actually met the requirements of the draft, but Lin Xiu saw that she was reluctant, so she didn't force her.

Not all women want to enter the palace. Maybe they have their own sweethearts, and they have to participate in the draft due to pressure. Let her go. Anyway, this is not the type that the dog emperor likes.

Of course, there is another very important reason.

The dog emperor is in his early forties, and this little girl is only sixteen or seventeen. He really can't see such a young girl being ruined by him.

The Minister of Rituals felt that Lin Xiu was a bit picky, but he didn't say anything. His Majesty entrusted him with the job of draft envoy, which showed that he was His Majesty's trusted confidant, and it was right to listen to him when it came to the draft.

The second woman who came in, the Minister of Rites took a look, then frowned, and said: "Uncle Zhongyong's younger sister is thirty-two years old, she has not married yet at thirty-two years old, she is too old, next."

Lin Xiu coughed lightly and said, "She stays."

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites was stunned, hesitantly said: "Master Lin, this..."

Lin Xiudao: "Just follow what I said."

The dog emperor entrusted him with the task of draft envoy just for the sake of this moment, there is a pretty widow before this draft, if she is eliminated, the position of the Minister of Rituals will come to an end.

In the morning, Lin Xiu met dozens of beautiful women, and finally left a dozen or so.

Those who looked reluctant and did not have a smile on their faces were rejected. Those who looked excited and wished to enter the palace now, Lin Xiu let them pass.

They themselves were willing to be ruined by the dog emperor, and he didn't stop them.

The Secretary of the Ministry of Rites looked at the dozen or so people selected by Lin Xiu, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master Lin, this is for His Majesty to choose a concubine, not for you, and you can't do everything according to your preferences. You can see what you choose. Is the beauty of the girl too old, if His Majesty blames it..."

Lin Xiu waved her hand and said, "If Your Majesty blames you, just say that I insisted on choosing this way."

He secretly decided in his heart that next time he would not do anything like this kind of errand, he obviously likes Miss Yu, but for no reason he ends up being called a Cao thief.

Soon, the eunuch's voice sounded outside: "The empress is here, the imperial concubine is here..."

The empress is the head of the harem, after the primary selection of the show girls, the final spot will be determined by the empress.

Lin Xiu and the Minister of Rituals walked outside the hall, bowed and said, "See the empress, see the imperial concubine."

The imperial concubine glanced at Lin Xiu, her eyes flickering.

The empress asked: "Is the primary election for the show girls over?"

The Minister of Rituals said: "Going back to your mother, it's over. A total of fifteen beautiful girls have been selected, and they are all waiting in the side hall."

The empress said lightly: "Let's go and have a look."

Fifteen beautiful girls stood in a row in the hall. After the empress walked over, she glanced at them and frowned.

More than half of these fifteen show girls should be over twenty-five years old. Although they are all beautiful, they all have big breasts and fat buttocks, lacking the demeanor of a concubine.

Especially comparing them with the concubines and concubines around her, one is a graceful and luxurious concubine, while the other ones are like village girls.

She glanced at Lin Xiu and the Minister of Rituals, thinking that the officials in charge of the draft this time must have some special hobbies, but she didn't say anything. According to etiquette, she has no right to decide the primary selection of show girls.

After letting these beautiful girls walk around the palace twice, the queen selected five younger ones who met the requirements in temperament and manner, and said: "These five people stay, and the rest, send them out of the palace."

At this time, the imperial concubine who had never spoken said, "I think she is not bad."

Lin Xiu raised her eyebrows, and finally knew where the dog emperor's confidence was.

It turned out that the imperial concubine was also his backer.

The empress looked at the figure pointed by the noble concubine, frowned and said: "Is the noble concubine serious? This girl is too old and has no manners at all. I even wonder if she has ever learned palace etiquette."

The imperial concubine said: "Your Majesty asked me and the empress to choose the show girls together this time. If the empress wants to make the decision alone, she should tell me earlier and I won't come. Why bother to make this trip?"

The queen looked at the imperial concubine, and after a moment of silence, said: "If the imperial concubine likes it, then let her stay."

In the harem, her biggest opponent is Concubine Xian. The concubine has no heirs, and she has never fought or robbed. There is no conflict with her. In these trivial matters, she does not have to fight against the concubine.

As a result, in this draft, out of dozens of girls, six were selected into the harem.

From now on, there will be nothing for Lin Xiu.

After confirming the number of concubines, the empress returned to the palace. When the imperial concubine passed by Lin Xiu, she glanced at him. Lin Xiu always felt that she wanted to say something, but the minister of etiquette was still beside him, and the imperial concubine just looked at him. One glance at him and he left.

Before leaving the palace, Lin Xiu first came to the Imperial Study Room to report to Emperor Xia.

At this time, there were other people in the imperial study room, and Lin Xiuxian waited outside.

Not long after, a figure came out from the imperial study room. Lin Xiu glanced at that person, and the two looked at each other. A strange look appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and then he walked away against the wind.

Lin Xiu met this person once, and the last time, he took Zhang Jing away in front of Emperor Xia.

As an emperor, his woman was almost defiled, but he could only watch helplessly as the murderer was taken away. In Lin Xiu's eyes, this emperor was not worthy.

Zhu Jin came out and said to Lin Xiu, "Your Majesty let you in."

At this time, there was also a figure approaching in the distance, followed by two maids of honor, Concubine Shu, who held a tray in her hand, Concubine Shu said to Zhu Jin, "I made some ginseng soup to nourish Your Majesty's body."

Lin Xiu bowed and said, "I have seen Concubine Shu."

Concubine Shu nodded and walked into the imperial study, and Lin Xiu also walked in behind her.

Snapped!

In the imperial study room, Emperor Xia's face was livid, he threw his teacup on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "I'm not dead yet, so I'm going to make a decision on the military power. His death gave them a good excuse..."

Concubine Shu walked forward with a bowl of ginseng soup, and said: "Your Majesty calm down, this ginseng soup has the effect of clearing heat and reducing fire, please drink a bowl, Your Majesty."

Taking advantage of Emperor Xia's time to drink the soup, Lin Xiu said: "Return to Your Majesty, the draft is over, and a total of six beautiful women have been sent to the harem, and everything is going well."

Concubine Shu is here, he can't say it clearly, I believe Emperor Xia can understand.

Emperor Xia is still very relieved of Lin Xiu's work, but thinking that with Zhao Lingjun, the Lin family will definitely become a more powerful existence than the Zhang family in the future.

He thought that the relationship between their husband and wife would be like fire and water, but judging from Zhao Lingjun's two actions for him, it seemed that things were not what he thought.

This raised some worries in his heart.

Emperor Xia looked at Lin Xiu and said, "Lin Xiu, in all fairness, how do you think I treat you?"

Lin Xiu didn't know why he said this, and said, "It's okay."

"It's okay?" Emperor Xia was taken aback for a moment, and said angrily: "In one year, I promoted your father's title three times, and when you got married, I asked the court to handle it for you, and gave you two palaces worth two hundred thousand taels." In your house, the woman you raise outside, I let the Secret Detective protect me, is that okay?"

Lin Xiu had no choice but to say: "Your Majesty has shown great favor to the minister, and the minister should form a grass title ring to repay His Majesty's kindness."

Emperor Xia asked suspiciously, "What kind of grass and what kind of ring?"

Lin Xiu explained: "It means that I am grateful to His Majesty, and I will never forget it until my death. If there is a chance, I will definitely repay Your Majesty..."

Emperor Xia looked at him and said: "I don't want you to repay, as long as your Lin family becomes stronger and you don't do such ungrateful things, I will be satisfied."

Lin Xiu knew that Emperor Xia meant something.

What he meant was to tell him not to learn from the Zhang family, to be lawless, and to ignore even the royal family.

I don’t know if forcing him to abolish the crown prince and make King Qin the crown prince is considered ungrateful or not. It seems that the crown prince’s position is strongly supported by the Zhang family. From this aspect, there seems to be no difference between him and the Zhang family...

Concubine Shu's eyelids drooped slightly, she put away the soup cup, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine has returned to the palace first..."

The train of thought is a bit not smooth, and the second watch should be very late.