The interruption of the sacrifice was not really a good sign, especially when a prince rebelled in public during the sacrifice. However, the emperor was obviously not in a good mood now, and no one dared to mention this matter.
Zhou Ze's body was found, and it turned out that he had an oval-shaped birthmark on his left wrist as mentioned in several confessions, and there was also a confession written by Lin Chong.
In addition to Xiao Dezi, other people have also seen the black shadow appear in Prince Xiang's room, and more than one person can confirm the mark on the left wrist of the black shadow.
With all the personal and material evidence available, King Xiang went directly to death row.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, they originally thought that Zhou Ze's death would be a big blow to the emperor, but the next day Lin Chong wandered around as if nothing happened.
Because it was already the end of the year, many ministers were on vacation after the sacrificial ceremony. After locking up everyone, Lin Chong did not rush to interrogate. Everything happened as it should, proceeding step by step. New Year's Eve
Things are still under the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites.
Everyone in the Ministry of Rites was in panic because of such a big incident. Only Huang Xin, the Minister of Rites, firmly believed that Zhou Ze could not do such a thing.
Zhou Ze also made it clear about the other people in his confession. In addition to him, there were two lower-ranking internal agents in the Ministry of Rites. They were all arrested by Dali Temple before they could escape. They spent the whole day crying out for injustice in the prison.
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Lin Chong also rectified Zhou Ze's name and personally issued an order to tell the world about Zhou Ze's awe-inspiring righteousness, wisdom and bravery. Because it was at the end of the year and he was not a relative of the emperor, Zhou Ze's funeral was not a big deal, it was low-key and simple.
Lin Chong complied with his last wish and asked his family to take him back to his hometown and bury him in the Zhou family's ancestral grave.
Seeing that Lin Chong was still handling things in an orderly and unhurried manner, several veterans breathed a sigh of relief, and Ren Zanhua even secretly cried once.
While everyone is still feeling uneasy and has not yet emerged from the shadow of the rebellion, the New Year is still coming. The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. No matter what the royal family name is and who the emperor is, time still moves forward equally.
As we go along, history will never stop for anyone, let alone end for anyone.
It was rare to have a few days off, and once Lin Chong had some free time, he felt completely exhausted. Once the tight string in his heart was let go, his body would inevitably be unable to hold on.
His Majesty was seriously infected with the cold. Although the imperial doctors were very strict, some people still knew about it. On the first day of the new year, Mu Mu and Mu Xi came to pay their respects to Lin Zhong and wish him happy new year.
Lin Chong's head was still dizzy. He originally wanted them to go down directly, but then he remembered that he had asked them if they wanted to leave the palace a few days ago, and that he would send someone to take them out of the palace.
There were so many things going on in the past few days that this matter was delayed. They must have thought about giving themselves a result today. Thinking of this, Lin Chong let them in with a hoarse voice.
After Mu Xi and Mu Mu came in, they knelt down at regular intervals and kowtowed to Lin Chong three times. Lin Chong thought that maybe they had already made plans to leave. He was their savior and had raised them both.
Year, receiving this gift was nothing, so I didn’t stop them.
After kowtowing, Mu Mu got up and took out a paper bag from behind.
Lin Chong: Assuming you have a conscience, you still knew how to give me a parting gift before leaving.
Mu Xi did not move, tilted her head and looked at Lin Chong for a while. Seeing that Lin Chong had no intention of responding to him, she directly stretched out her hand: "Where is the red envelope?"
Lin Chong was dumbfounded: "Ah? I'm not prepared..."
Mu Xi pouted. It was rare for Lin Chong to see him acting like a child, and his mood improved inexplicably: "Tomorrow, I'll give it to you tomorrow."
Mu Xi turned her head and looked at the sky: "We're not in a hurry anyway. It's okay if we don't make it up this year and next year, but we'll have to charge some interest."
Lin Chong responded with his confused brain: "Next year? What next year? Aren't you here to say goodbye to me?"
The wooden head shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I'm here to deliver medicine. I heard that the young master was infected with wind and cold. My grandfather used to use some earth remedies to treat me in the mountains, so I thought about giving it to you to try, too."
Give it a try.”
After saying that, he lowered his head in embarrassment. This is the palace, and there are so many imperial doctors here, but he came in with a piece of earthwork without any guarantee and wanted the emperor to try it. Just now, he just got hot-headed and didn't think so.
Much, now that I think about it, it was really reckless.
He secretly glanced at Lin Chong's expression and felt better when he saw that he was not angry.
Lin Chong took the small paper bag. Anyway, he didn't know what was in it. Now I let Wang Chengen and the imperial doctors know about it, and they would inevitably scream again. Since this is the intention of these two naughty children, he
I reluctantly accepted it, and we’ll decide later whether it works or whether it can be eaten.
Lin Chong held the tightly wrapped paper bag in one hand and touched Mu Mu's head with the other. Mu Mu showed his usual silly smile.
Mu Xi coughed: "Well, the ceremony is over, An also asked for medicine and delivered it. We are here to tell you that although our lives are worthless, we are still living people after all. Don't think about it, young master.
Try to throw us both away."
After saying that, he blushed rarely.
Lin Chong couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the awkward look between the two of them. He couldn't help but cough when he smiled: "Ahem... you... cough, cough, cough, who said I have to get rid of you two? The person who lives is mine and dies.
Damn it, ask Mr. Wang to find something for you to do after the Chinese New Year, I don’t care for idlers here."
Mu Xi and Mu Mu looked at each other, saluted solemnly, and then followed the two young eunuchs who led them in and exited.
As soon as the people left, Lin Chong was the only one left in the empty palace, and his slightly better mood gradually sank. He still remembered that at this time last year, he was so busy that he couldn't do anything at all.
This year, I have been free from illness because of my illness. I have stopped saying many unimportant polite words and seen many unimportant people.
There was a large brazier in the room, and a circle of heaters was placed near him, but Lin Chong still felt cold. He pulled the brocade quilt on his body hard and covered himself tightly.
In a daze, Lin Chong seemed to have had a dream, the same dream he often had when he first came here.
In the crowded airport, the bustling crowd, and the sudden panic, he couldn't hear any sounds from around him. He saw his loving parents lying in a pool of blood and looked at him with wide eyes, and he heard some sharp sound.
Broken the sky.
He dreamed of a generous and warm embrace, and a long, twisted black corridor with no end in sight.