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Chapter 186 Let's talk about our own

Bai Wan immediately laughed: "I understand!"

As soon as these words were spoken, his breath moved closer, intentionally or unintentionally, but his face still had an understanding smile as always.

"Do you really understand?"

Ling Shumo held Bai Wan in his arms, even though they were separated by a wooden fence. He felt that only the warmth in her arms could make him feel at ease.

Probably no matter when or where, as long as there is such a person by your side, you will not feel the pain.

Bai Wan, however, raised her head and rubbed her nose against the neck of the person opposite her: "You have your concerns, and I have my plans."

Ling Shumo stared at his face without blinking: "What nonsense are you talking about again?"

The person opposite leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, "What I mean is, I am the husband and you are the husband. We should each talk about our own affairs. We should live together and die together."

How can we discuss this separately?

Probably only this person would use it to coax others.

Such teasing remarks were clearly just an attempt to ease his solemnity.

"I know you have your own ideas, and I can't change them. But..."

Ling Shumo didn't say anything else, it was really clear to him.

He knew very well that if the king wanted his subject to die, the subject had to die.

It is difficult for him to survive to this day considering that he was opposing the powerful Prime Minister Li and the imperial power.

Ling Shumo lowered his eyes: "Your Majesty's decision is still unknown!"

He sighed.

Only Prime Minister Li Simeng and his mother, the Empress Dowager, could give some advice. But...

If these two people could stand on the side of the pro-war faction, Emperor Jiaxing would not have done what he did today.

"Zi Chen!" Bai Wan held his hand and said what was on her mind, "In fact, I always think we are wrong. Why do we always hope that the king will wake up every time we encounter something?"

Ling Shumo's body trembled.

The Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues are all orders from the emperor that are hard to disobey. If the emperor wants his subjects to die, the subjects have to die.

The ministers' advice and remonstrances reached the ears of the emperor, making the king sober up and turn back.

What's wrong with this?

But, obviously.

Bai Wan's thinking is different from that of others. Even if he previously believed that it was difficult to disobey the emperor's orders, he found it absurd after experiencing more things.

Ling Shumo looked at him, and his words pierced deep into his soul.

"Your Majesty is not worthy of the position, and something bad will happen sooner or later." Bai Wan's tone became more and more sad, "There will always be someone who wants to be the emperor."

This statement is obviously extremely treasonous. How could a subject have such thoughts?

Whether it is to take off the armor and hand over the military power, or to kneel down and lose the official position and life, it is all a matter of a word from His Majesty.

As a minister, you can only obey.

"Be careful with your words!" Ling Shumo quickly covered the mouth of the person opposite him.

He had always known that this person's ideas were contrary to common people, but he did not expect it to be so shocking. He could not help but frowned and lowered his head in consideration.

In the cell opposite, the Minister of Revenue Cai Lun, with a face as red as a full moon, was gnawing on a chicken leg and staring at the two of them.

In the upper left, the skinny Minister of Works Hao Yan is holding a small hand warmer, while the Minister of Justice Zhai Ying is carrying a straw bed on his back.

The scene is really weird...

Bai Wan straightened her body and bit the palm of the person opposite her lightly as if in resistance. The tip of her tongue was like a cat's paw, causing a slight pain that made the person whimper and let go.

"Hiss——" Ling Shumo's face turned red, he stammered, and managed to say, "From now on... don't bite..."

"That's hard to say!" Bai Wan smiled cynically.

Fortunately, the prison is dimly lit and the voices are so quiet that one cannot hear clearly, so even if one hears them, one would not suspect anything else.

I do not know how long it has been……

The two of them exchanged a few more words before Bai Wan felt the door bar tightening around him and gestured to let go.

Ling Shumo watched Bai Wan leave the cell with the bamboo pole, and waited until he disappeared.

He looked worried, "This is just a stupid thing I did, don't do anything stupider."

The voice gradually deepened————

After walking out of the prison cell of the Criminal Justice Department, Bai Wan stopped the bamboo pole in his hand on the road.

He always listened to the sound of the wind and walked forward with his little black dog named Xiaochen. The voices of people on the street made him feel a little scared, and some things that he shouldn't have thought of came to his mind.

……

"Master Han, you are born a commoner, you have no family support, and you have no wealth or power. Without the master's secret order, do you think you can survive?"

"What on earth is this painting about? Tell me..."

……

Bai Wan opened his eyes, which were unable to see anything, and gently stroked the bamboo pole in his hand.

Like him, Zichen had no family to lean on, no powerful background. It was rare for him to rise from a newly crowned top scholar to his current status.

But the current Majesty is different from the previous emperor and he will definitely not let these people go.

He thought about the absurdities of the current emperor and suddenly felt a little sad. Apart from his talent in painting, he had nothing.

How wonderful it would be if his talent could make the difference in a country's crisis and give him the ability to protect himself, so that Zichen and himself would not have to worry about danger.

Day three.

The punishment for the kneeling and remonstration incident in the Shangshufang began, and the twenty-three civil servants who were detained were indeed punished.

Those with ranks above the fourth rank were demoted and had their salaries cut.

People of lower ranks were directly beaten with sticks, and many were beaten to death.

Ling Shumo was the Minister of Rites, a second-rank official.

Jiaxing originally thought of demoting him to a state official or county magistrate, downgrading him by a few ranks. Unexpectedly, the Xuanli border sent a document in an expedited manner over a distance of 800 miles.

Writing letters to neighboring countries to borrow troops to fight the enemy without the authorization of the court is a crime of usurpation.

Therefore, among all the officials, only Ling Shumo had not been dealt with and was still imprisoned.

Zhang Qian, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, and the imperial guards led their men to start searching the streets and alleys, searching every household for gold, silver, and valuables, saying that they were to be presented to the court.

Rumors began to spread in the streets that Daying was seeking peace and Xuanli's army was demanding compensation. If you walked a little further, you could see vendors being robbed of their money.

You can hear these remarks at random.

They murmured, "Your Majesty is asking for peace, but the Xuanli Army is not only forcing Daying to pay tribute, but is also coming to attack us."

Bai Wan was walking down the street in a Taoist robe and leading his dog. After a moment, he suddenly said, "We should have rushed in earlier!"

After he said this, the bamboo pole in his hand seemed to be on fire and moved forward little by little.

The man joined a group of sorcerers at the palace gate and finally stood still when he was stopped by several officials.

"Master..." the soldier shouted.

Bai Wan paused, turned sideways and smiled: "What can I do for you, sir? I have no money!"

How could he not know what these people were trying to do?

The soldier searched the place directly, but found nothing except a whisk, a small picture album, a brush, a fire starter, and a few candies. He searched for a long time but did not find any silver or valuables.

"You're blind, is this okay?" The soldier gave him a puzzled look.

Bai Wan echoed, "Yes, I am a new sorcerer recruited by the Taoist temple. Although I can't see, I have opened my third eye. I am a blind Taoist immortal who can't be found even with a lantern!"

He pretended to be deep and smiled lightly: "You went to Huiyuan Casino a few days ago and lost. Then you went to Anxiang Pavilion to find a girl, right?"

The soldier was stunned immediately. He was taken for granted by this man, which seemed quite true.

I never told anyone about losing money in the gambling house or going to the Red Mansion.

"This... seems to be something..."

Another soldier beside him looked at him for a while and said, "The Heavenly Master is in need of Taoist children right now, so why not..."