After nine years, Lin Heng stepped into Lin Hua Hall again.
Since he left the country and went to Beijing, the palace and living rooms have been locked. The layout of the palace has not been changed, and the equipment and furnishings have not been moved at all. Everything remains the same.
The waiter removed the fence in front of the palace, and the two of them worked together to push open the palace door.
Accompanied by the creaking sound of the door shaft, the long-closed door opened inward, as if the stagnant time was flowing again.
At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.
The last ray of sunlight fell into the hall and gently caressed the bluestone behind the threshold.
Dust scattered, swirling in the light, twisting into a gray dust veil.
Several maids appeared in the corridor, their colorful skirts swaying lightly, and their footsteps were silent. Several people walked into the room and took off the fire sickle and flint from their waists. After the waiter poured in the lamp oil, the maid polished the sparks and lit the copper lamp standing by the wall.
The lamp is cast in the shape of a crane, lifelike and ingenious. The lamp plate is shaped like a lotus platform, with a curved handle extending from the bottom, which is held in the mouth of the crane. The wick is held up in the plate, and a warm orange-red light sways out.
"Sir, the palace needs to be cleaned and dusted."
Uninhabited for a long time, the palace lacked popularity.
The Marquis of Jin temporarily decided to keep Lin Heng in the palace. He had not ordered the palace to be cleaned before, so the servants and maids were quite confused.
Lin Heng's actions have spread throughout the palace.
The servants and maids each have their own channels for information. They are afraid of Young Master Heng, who has been away from the country for nine years, and are cautious about every move, lest he offend him and be punished.
"It doesn't matter."
Lin Heng had no intention of embarrassing the waiter in front of him, and he would not express his anger without reason. The Marquis of Jin did not want him to return home at all, and hoped that he would die on the way. Naturally, he would not order people to clean the palace in advance.
During his nine years in Beijing, he witnessed Dole's intrigues year after year, and he was well aware of the dark side of politics.
The root of everything lies with the Marquis of Jin, so there is no need to blame others.
"Don't be in a hurry, take your time."
Lin Heng behaved in an approachable manner, which made the waiters and maids breathe a sigh of relief at the same time. Everyone's nerves were still tense, but not as frightened as before, and they were so cautious that they suppressed their breathing.
"Thank you, Master, for your understanding." The waiter bent down again and again.
Lin Heng waved his hand, turned and walked to the corridor, standing next to the pillar. Looking at the setting sun on the horizon, feeling the cool breeze blowing by his side, letting the hem of his sleeves be blown up by the wind, his emotions slowly began to settle.
The cheek has been medicated and the redness and swelling are receding, along with the stinging sensation.
Thinking of the completely different performance of the Marquis of Jin, Lin Heng leaned against the pillar and decided to speed up his pace and enter the court as quickly as possible to seize power.
"Zisu, go outside the palace and inform Lang Jia that the sacrifice will be held in five days. The clan warriors are not allowed to enter the palace, but he can take people to the Zhi clan's mansion."
The Zhi family retreated to Jinyang, and their mansion in Suzhou City was guarded by loyal servants.
Under the suppression of the Marquis of Jin, the Zhi family seemed to be declining, but in fact, its heritage remained.
Even though there were no clan members in the city and the huge mansion became empty, no one dared to covet it. What's more, with Tao and other allies and in-laws looking after him, even if someone is bold enough, they won't get what they want.
"After everyone is settled, let Lang Jia go to Tao's house."
Lin Heng untied the brocade pouch at his waist and took out a piece of shredded silk with the Madam's seal stamped on it.
"Show this thing to the head of the Tao family and tell him that he got it from a doctor in Biancheng County. He will naturally understand."
"promise."
Zi Su took the silk cloth respectfully, folded it and put it in her sleeve pocket. Then he found a waiter to lead the way and hurried to the palace gate.
"It's getting late and the palace door is about to be locked. Girl, hurry up."
If you want to live safely in the Jinhou Palace, you don't have to have talents, but you must have a good eye, and you must learn to assess the situation.
The waiter is determined to make friends with Zi Su and reveals a lot of useful information along the way. I hope Zi Su can accept this favor and say something nice in front of Young Master Heng if she has the chance.
After the two left, Lin Heng saw the cleared front hall and couldn't help but recall old things. He immediately called a waiter and ordered him to hold a lantern to lead the way to Yutang Hall.
Upon hearing Lin Heng's request, the waiter looked troubled and hesitated several times.
Fu Ling was a little impatient. Seeing him hesitating and hesitating, she scolded him: "Young Master has your destiny, how dare you disobey it?"
Knowing that the matter could not be concealed, the waiter could only tell the truth: "Sir, Madam Li has favored me and asked for grace. Your Majesty ordered that the Yutang Palace be rebuilt, and half of the palace will be transferred to Madame Li's Qionglan Palace."
After having the courage to say these words, the waiter lowered his head and did not dare to look at Lin Heng's face. As he waited, his face turned pale and his collar was soaked in cold sweat.
"Half of my mother's palace is given to my concubine?" Lin Heng's voice was very soft, like a breeze blowing. It was light and without force, but there was murderous intent in the words. "Since ancient times, I have rarely seen such ridiculous things. I am really shocked. Vision.”
"Sir..." The waiter hesitated and did not dare to say anything, and did not know how to persuade him.
Lin Heng leaned against the pillar, chuckled, and said: "Fu Ling, go to the South Hall to see Miu Liang, the inner minister, and ask for me where the slaves my mother used are now. If they are in the palace, summon them to see me immediately. .If you don’t want to come, don’t force it.”
"promise."
Poria took the order and went to the south hall, and the figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Miu Liang, the internal historian, had just received a report and understood everything that happened in front of the main hall. He couldn't help but marveled and looked at Lin Heng with admiration.
"It's not difficult to intimidate the eldest son and the young master. It's really unexpected that we won't lose in the confrontation with the king."
The waiter who reported the news was taciturn and looked ordinary and inconspicuous. After delivering the message, he kept his mouth shut and Miao Liang remained silent unless asked.
"After you go back, continue to keep an eye on the main hall. If there is any trouble, especially if it involves the young masters, report it immediately."
"promise."
The waiter walked out of the room and bumped into Poria on the corridor, his steps paused slightly. He looked at her very naturally, then withdrew his gaze and passed her by.
Poria was ordered to come and bluntly wanted to see the internal history.
"Young Master Heng's maid?"
Miao Liang originally wanted to see Mrs. Guotai, but changed his mind midway. He turned around and sat beside the case and ordered someone to bring Poria cocos.
The room layout is special, with doors but no windows. There is a wooden shelf against the wall, which is filled with slips and slips.
Two palace lanterns danced with fire, illuminating the landscape on the screen. A waterfall hangs down the mountain, like the Milky Way flowing down from the sky.
Fu Ling stepped into the room and saw Miao Liang behind the case. She immediately saluted and relayed what Lin Heng said.
"The Lady's slave?" Miu Liang put one hand on the table and pondered for a moment. "After the young master left the country, everyone in the Yutang Palace asked themselves to guard the tomb of the True Lady. He has been away from the palace for several years. He has to wait until tomorrow to recall him. I have something to do, sir." Deploy manpower from the South Palace."
Fu Ling didn't make the decision without permission, and wanted to ask Lin Heng for instructions before making arrangements.
"Mou Neishi has good intentions, and I need to report it to the Young Master."
"I will wait here, girl, go quickly."
Fu Ling saluted again and then left the room.
After the door closed, Miao Liang sat alone and meditated, deducing the purpose of Gongzi Heng's move.
"Linhua Palace, Yutang Palace, Madam's slave."
The light shone on his face, the wick reflected in the pupils, and the dark eyes briefly changed color, as if they were dyed with flames.
Not long after, Fu Ling left and returned, bringing Lin Heng's answer: "The master needs twenty attendants and ten servants. He needs to be bold and strong and obey orders."
"Bold and strong?"
"Exactly." Fuling remembered Lin Heng's explanation and continued, "Young Master said, I don't know the dignity of the concubine. I have occupied the magpie's nest for many years, so I should teach her."
Don't know the dignity and inferiority, and give education?
Thinking of the scene in front of the palace gate and contacting the concubines of the Marquis of Jin, Miao Liang understood.
"About Yutangdian?"
"This is indeed the case." Fu Ling folded her hands in front of her body, her words were clear and powerful, without a moment's pause, "Young master, there is no need to hide the matter. If the internal history is in trouble, let's give up today and wait until tomorrow."
"That's wrong." Miao Liang shook his head and said seriously, "I am the internal historian, and my responsibilities are my duty. The young master has his destiny and I must not resign."
Mu Liang stood up from the case and personally dispatched his troops, quickly summoning twenty powerful servants, ten strong servants, and a clever little slave, asking him to follow Fuling's orders.
"His name is Ding Bai. He is the most clever and can help convey messages."
"Thank you Muuneishi."
Fu Ling led the people away, and the group walked through the palace passage, attracting many eyes.
The concubines of the Marquis of Jin received the news one after another. Some did not take it seriously, thinking that it was nothing to do with them and there was no need to worry; some were suspicious and tried every means to send people to find out the inside story, wondering if there was any instruction from the State Lady.
Before things became clear, Lin Heng's actions shocked the palace.
In the dark of night, the waiters and servant girls held torches and went to the Yutang Palace on his order to force open the bronze lock guarding the palace door.
Lin Heng stood under the firelight and saw the messy courtyard and the abrupt mud wall. Hearing the noise coming from behind the wall, he said to Fuling: "Break it open."
"promise."
The slim maid stepped forward, tore open her sleeves and wrapped them around her palms, making a fist with one hand and pressing it against the wall. After testing the distance, he suddenly exerted force and punched the same position several times in a row, punching a big hole in the wall. The hole was surrounded by spider web-like cracks.
"Push it down."
No one had time to be shocked by her huge strength. After hearing Lin Heng's order, they immediately swarmed up and forcibly knocked down an earth wall.
Behind the earthen wall, the eunuch sent by Madam Li was dumbfounded. He coughed due to the flying dust before letting out a scream and sternly saying: "How dare you!"
The eunuch was frightened and angry, and his voice was sharp and harsh.
"Poria, pulled out his tongue."
A cold voice came, piercing his bravado.
The eunuch followed the sound and saw the young man in black coming after the smoke cleared. His heart skipped a beat and he turned around and ran away.
Two waiters chased after him, twisting his arms one on the left and the other on the right.
The eunuch struggled hard and shouted: "I am Mrs. Li's personal attendant, let go!"
The waiter was unmoved. Fu Ling took two steps forward and opened the eunuch's chin, and clamped his tongue with her fingers.
"Woooo..."
The eunuch was in unbearable pain and burst into tears on the spot.
"stop!"
A scolding sound suddenly sounded, and a beauty in palace clothes appeared on the opposite side, followed by more than a dozen waiters and maids, glaring at Lin Heng angrily.
"Young Master Heng, you are so majestic!"
The person coming was none other than Mrs. Li.
When she saw that the eunuch had not returned, she sent someone to investigate. When she learned what had happened, she was frightened and angry. She came angrily despite the obstruction of her confidants and scolded Lin Heng.
Lin Heng looked up and saw a graceful and beautiful woman walking towards him.
The thin eyebrows are curved, and the eyes are full of spring water. The nose is greasy with goose fat, and the lips are red.
The face in front of me awakened my memory and gradually overlapped with the scene nine years ago.
At that time, Lin Heng was forced to leave the country and boarded the umbrella car where the proton was riding. Mrs. Li and Chang Lin stood behind Marquis Jin, smiling wildly and contentedly.
Lin Heng blinked and looked at the angry Madam Li, her question ringing in his ears.
"Young Master Heng, you are so lawless when you bully my concubine, and you even talk about etiquette and regulations!"
"Concubine?"
Lin Heng put his sleeves in front of him, tilted his head, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and with a few soft words, he successfully made Mrs. Li freeze on the spot.
"The slave who occupies the magpie's nest is a Hulu bloodline of the great ancestor shepherd dog. She calls herself a concubine with such a beautiful face. Are you worthy?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Mrs. Li's face turned pale, trying to argue for herself. His tone was weak and his guilt was obvious.
Lin Heng took half a step forward, stepped over the eunuch who fell on the ground, and looked at Madam Li leisurely. Every word was like a steel needle, piercing deeply into her heart.
"I have been in Beijing for nine years, and I have met many historians. One of them has a special book with Hulu, and there are mountains of records left by his ancestors at home. Guess what I saw?"
Mrs. Li suddenly raised her head and met a pair of dark eyes, as if locked by the abyss, and her whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.
