Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Four Wood Paintings
"Since you had no intention of intervening in this matter from the beginning, why were you angry just now?" Yuan Qingfang didn't quite understand. Since he had no intention of saving Cao Meng, then this matter should have nothing to do with them.
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"Although he doesn't have much brains, he still sees things very clearly. For example, when he was dragged down, he must have known that he wouldn't live long. It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are also kind, so he said
It’s my turn next, and that’s right.”
"You mean Zheng Chenggong will find a way to deal with you next?" Yuan Qingfang is very worried. If this is the case, they must find a way to deal with it quickly! After all, Emperor Chongzhen is ruthless and can do anything.
He can kill even Wang Chengen, let alone others.
"I have never planned to fight with him before. If I had to fight, the most I could do is take the fertile land from him and become a rich man. But now it seems that he insists on killing everyone, so don't
I blame you for being rude."
I respect others as much as they respect me. He has endured enough for Emperor Chongzhen. As the saying goes, if you can't bear it, you don't need to endure it anymore.
"Okay, don't you really want this throne? Then I won't give it to you. If you really want to fight with me, then I will be happy to accompany you to the end." Lin Chong laughed contemptuously,
If the tiger doesn't show off its power, are you really going to treat me like a hellokitty?
Lin Chong finally went to the prison to see Cao Meng. At this time, Cao Meng also calmed down. He looked at Lin Chong without blinking: "You know it wasn't me who did this, right? You know very well who did these things.
He did it, and you know very well why he framed me, right?"
Lin Chong did not answer his question directly. Wang Chengen was dead, and now no one knew what kind of forces Emperor Chongzhen had in the capital. He had to always be on guard against someone watching him secretly.
"I have warned you to stay away from him and stop fighting with him. You can't fight him. Why can't you listen to my advice?" He asked Cao Meng.
"Why? Can't you understand why I do this now? For a person like him, even if you don't take action against him, he will still play tricks on you. It's not that I don't want to give up, but that I can't give up. Success or failure
Kou is willing to admit defeat, and since he is already here, I have nothing to say." Compared with the Cao Meng who was always timid and cow-headed, the Cao Meng who is now sitting in the prison is more convincing.
"If you could look away earlier and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, maybe there wouldn't be so many things." Lin Chong shook his head.
"You said I couldn't look away, but what about you? Have you looked away?" Cao Meng looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he thought he had seen something interesting.
"Perhaps you are different from me. You and he are the same kind of people. It's a pity that I can't see with my own eyes which of you two will have the last laugh?" Cao Meng shouted with a hint of regret in his tone.
"Perhaps he and I do have something in common in some aspects, but he and I are definitely not the same kind of people. It's not that I can't think about it, but I don't want to watch my achievements over the years be destroyed in his hands, and I don't want to let down so many people.
Expectations and trust in me.”
After Lin Chong finished speaking, he patted the dust on his clothes and stood up: "As for the regret you just mentioned, I will go to your grave to burn paper and tell you the result, so there is no need to worry."
Cao Meng seemed to think about it for a moment before deciding to tell the story: "Thank you, but be careful of the little eunuchs around you. They haven't seen me at all this morning."
Lin Chong paused for a moment: "Thank you for your kindness. I will have someone burn a few more pieces of paper for you next year."
Cao Meng watched Lin Chong's back, but he no longer had the resentment he had before. He was right, he and Zheng Chenggong were not the same kind of people. Maybe he could really defeat Zheng Chenggong.
"I really want to see that day with my own eyes. Don't let me down, Your Majesty."
Early the next morning, news came from the Ministry of Justice that Cao Meng had put a razor blade in his shoe and had committed suicide out of fear of crime. When the jailers found out, he had been dead for several hours.
This was completely within Lin Chong's expectation. He didn't say anything. He just asked Mu Xi to find someone to buy a thin coffin and secretly transport it out for burial.
After Mu Xi left, Mu Mu followed Lin Chong closely. Seeing his nervous look, Lin Chong thought it was a bit funny: "Mu Xi asked you to follow me, right?"
Mumu nodded, then shook his head: "I want to follow the young master myself."
"Are you worried about my safety? Don't worry, he hasn't attacked me so quickly yet. Besides, Qing'er is still here, how can I be killed so easily?"
Mu Mu shook his head: "No, I'm worried that young master, you won't be used to not having anyone around to discuss with you..." Halfway through, he quickly closed his mouth again, fearing that he was bringing up Lin Chong's sad things.
Secretly blaming myself for being too stupid and not as good at talking as Mu Xi.
Lin Chong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this wooden person who usually seemed dull would be so attentive and considerate.
"Are you afraid that I won't be able to cope with Wang Chengen's sudden absence? So you want to stay here with me?" Lin Chong touched Mu Mu's little head.
"Is your young master such a vulnerable person? Don't worry, I know you are all here, and I will protect you well. I will not let myself fall so easily."
Mu Xi nodded in understanding and glanced outside: "When Mu Xi left, he asked me to go to the imperial kitchen to get jujube cakes and sweet soup. He said that the young master likes to eat sweet things when he is in a bad mood.
He told me to go get it myself!"
Lin Chong's nose felt a little sore. He didn't expect that one day he would be moved by these two naughty kids who always caused trouble for him and contradicted him. He pretended to look for something and casually told Mu Mu: "Since I told you to go and get it in person,
Then why don't you hurry up and go! The jujube cake will not taste good if it is left for a while longer, so hurry up and hurry up. I am upset with the young master who is wandering around here to see you."
Mu Mu curled his lips and snorted aggrievedly: "I knew it was definitely Mu Xi who was worrying too much. The young master is not so easy to be sentimental."
After Mu Mu ran out, Lin Chong looked at the very poorly drawn painting he secretly left on the table, and couldn't help but blush.
The painting shows a well-dressed nobleman grilling fish with two thin and small children. It has been scrawled and altered many times, and many places are completely dark.