I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 587

Chapter 587

at dusk.

The streets are lively and bustling, and the joy brought by New Year's Eve is overflowing on everyone's face.

After all, the capital is under the feet of the emperor. Even if there are still victims outside the city, the city will still be singing and dancing.

The carriage moved slowly along the crowded street. In the carriage, Lin Chuqian rested her chin in thought, while He Changsheng sat in the corner calmly, occasionally glanced at her face pretending to be careless.

"Miss Lin, have you thought about what to do after entering the palace?"

He Changsheng, who has always been calm and confident about everything, couldn't help but became worried.

Lin Chuqian didn't realize his special concern, and when she came to her senses when she heard his voice, she just said it casually. "Let's adapt."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and the two still had no communication.

No one knows what will happen after tonight.

Perhaps Lin Chuqian was throwing himself into a trap, and was directly imprisoned in Dali Temple.

The wheels turned for nearly half an hour before the carriage finally arrived at the palace gate.

Outside the car window, he casually chatted with the guard guarding the gate to reveal his identity, and then drove in. It is well known that His Majesty hosted a banquet today, and no one would suspect that the prime minister's carriage would hide any criminals.

There was no surprise or danger along the way, and it was very safe.

After a while, the carriage stopped, and Lin Chuqian raised her spirits and opened the curtain slightly. There was no one else around, so she made a quick decision and wanted to get up and leave.

Suddenly a pair of gentle hands held her down, and Lin Chuqian turned her head in amazement, only to see his eyes flickering, his lips slightly pursed before he could speak, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end he just gave a gentle exhortation.

"be careful."

Lin Chuqian nodded, without thinking about other things, she got up and jumped out of the carriage, and hurriedly hid aside when there was no one around.

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Night falls.

The lights in the palace were bright, and the magnificent palace was full of luxury and nobility. The officials and their families came happily, and the grand palace was intertwined with the sound of greetings or compliments.

Between the toasts and cups, even the officials who usually confront each other in the court can watch the beautiful scenery of this good day chatting and laughing happily.

Zhen Youming brought his favorite concubine to the table, after everyone saluted, after he sat down, the palace banquet officially began.

Zhen Youxiu, who hadn't seen Zhen Youming during this period of time, was restless in the audience. He wanted to go up to talk to him several times but was stopped by Zhang Gonggong.

Eunuch Zhang said helplessly in a low voice: "Eighth Prince, please don't disgrace Your Majesty at today's palace banquet."

Although Zhen Youxiu was unwilling, he was not tossing about. He sat back in his seat in frustration, bowed his head and started drinking.

On New Year's Eve, there was a banquet in the palace, all civil and military officials and their families were in the palace, if he insisted on bringing up the matter of the Lin family's treason abruptly, his imperial brother would probably drive him out of the palace angrily.

While drinking, he glanced at the audience who were indulging in the joy of the banquet, and he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

What's the point of such a beautiful day without a beautiful woman present?

All the ministers of the DPRK and China sat down, and the monarch and his ministers were in harmony, talking and laughing happily while watching the carefully prepared program.

His Majesty's banquet is naturally extraordinary.

I saw that the stage was darkened, and the sound of silk and bamboo sounded faintly, which was distant and ethereal, so ethereal that it made people feel in a trance.

Everyone fell silent tacitly, and listened intently, trying to hear the melody of the silk bamboo, but the silk bamboo stopped suddenly, and the faint sound of the flute sounded, and the deep and thick sound of the piano echoed intertwined with it. poetry.

Afterwards, the lights on the stage were turned on, and a graceful shadow appeared vaguely behind the screen.

I saw that man's robe blowing up with the wind, holding a long sword, and drinking with his head raised, how chic and heroic, unexpectedly added a bit of chivalrous demeanor.

Snapped--

The jug shattered at the sound, the sound of the flute faded away, the sound of the piano whimpered, and the sound of drums burst into bursts. The falling stars seemed to hit everyone's hearts.

The beautiful woman danced with a sword, and her clear and sweet voice seemed to be a bit drunk. Everyone held their breath and concentrated on it, and they were all attracted by it.

"Looking at the sword while drunk, I dreamed of blowing the corner of the company."

"Eight hundred miles of fire under the command, and fifty strings turning over the fortress. The battlefield is autumn."

A beautiful figure holding a sword on the stage suddenly pierced the thin screen, and the sound of the zither and drums shook the sky in the background, making everyone feel as if they were in the midst of an urgent battlefield.

"The horse made Lu Feifei, the bow is like a thunderbolt."

"Solve the affairs of the king and the world, and win the name of life and death."

"Poor thing, it happened in vain."

"..."

After the words fell, the woman's robe on the stage faded away, revealing a pair of sparkling almond eyes with her veil on.

After the sword dance ended, everyone present couldn't recover for a long time, not only because of the peculiar dancing posture, but also for the thought-provoking poem.

Everyone seems to feel the helplessness and grief of the hero's twilight, and the unrewarding ambition. Who would have thought that a woman could express the artistic conception of this poem to the fullest.

Everyone here is calming down the turbulent waves in their hearts. Zhen Youming was the first to recover and raised his hands to applaud, and then the applause from the audience was deafening.

Everyone thought this was just an ingenious and different show, and excitedly looked forward to the next performance.

However, the beautiful woman who covered her face with a light veil came forward and suddenly knelt down on the stage. The drunkenness from the performance just now was for her to sway.

She tore off the veil, revealing that beautiful and beautiful face, and there was an uproar in the audience.

"Aqian."

"Miss Lin."

"Lin Chuqian."

People who knew her on the field exclaimed, Ye Zhaojun and Gao Zili were the most excited, they stood up and almost wanted to rush towards her.

Among all the shocked and amazed eyes, only one person's eyes were fiery and focused from beginning to end.

From the moment she appeared, He Changsheng recognized her, like a deep perception, as long as it was her, the emotion that emerged from the depths of his heart would hit him uncontrollably Keep calm.

Everyone in the world thinks that he is pure and ascetic, like the bright and cold moon in the night, proud of the world, but they don't know that in his eyes, she is the moon that he longs to reach out and touch, in many dark and lonely places. At night, all he needs is a little light to make him feel fascinated.

Even though the scenery in this world is infinite, even though the night sky is full of stars, the splendor of this world can't compare to her splendor.

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The hall was brightly lit, and the bright light fell on the people with different expressions.

Zhen Youming came back to his senses, showing a meaningful smile. "Miss Lin is really unexpected."

"It's really helpless for the minister to meet His Majesty in such a way. Please forgive me." Lin Chuqian knelt on the ground with a calm face, asking for his forgiveness, but her tone was neither humble nor overbearing, without any shame.

At this moment, she had no time to care about other things, so she bowed down and kowtowed, facing everyone's eyes, and uttered the manuscript she had prepared in front of everyone.

"Your Majesty, the minister's daughter appeared in the palace today just to ask Your Majesty to forgive me for my father's devotion to Chen Kingdom all his life. Now my father is no longer the mighty Tiger General who was all-powerful on the battlefield back then. He is over half a hundred years old, has a chronic illness, and cannot afford to be imprisoned."

"As long as His Majesty can let go of everyone in the Lin family, even if it means dismissing officials and demoting them to common people, everyone in the Lin family will have no complaints or regrets."

"I implore Your Majesty to be merciful."

The New Year's Eve was originally a palace banquet for the emperor and ministers to enjoy, but they didn't want Lin Chuqian, who came suddenly, to disturb it.

The words not only mentioned Lin Pinqi's loyalty to the emperor with his outstanding military achievements in his life, but also showed that he was old and only wanted to spend the rest of his life in peace.

It's just a plea on the surface, but it's also a kind of intimidation and pressure.

Since the incident of the Lin family's treason began, Zhen Youming has been avoiding talking about it, and his attitude is vague.

No matter how hard the court officials tried, they couldn't figure out the holy will, so no one in the Lin family dared to deal with it even if the so-called evidence was convincing.

Lin Chuqian guessed that Zhen Youming knew the truth behind it well, he naturally knew that the Lin family could not have the intention of rebelling, and he allowed the Lin family to suffer in Dali Temple, or he really had high hopes for He Changsheng , I want him to find evidence to clear Lin Fu of the charges.

Either it means that he is too suspicious, even if he knows that Lin's family has been framed, he feels that Lin Pinqi's high position and authority is still a threat to him.

But regardless of that point, today Lin Chuqian appeared at the palace banquet to plead in public, Zhen Youming had to give a conclusion no matter how hesitant he was.

If he is really a foolish emperor who wants to let the Rongdi people succeed in their treacherous scheme regardless of external and internal troubles, then she has nothing to say.

It can only be regarded as a wrong payment for Lin Pinqi's loyal and patriotic life.

In the palace, Lin Chuqian straightened her back and knelt under the stage. Her expression was calm, and she didn't have the slightest fear in front of everyone.

All the civil and military officials at the banquet looked at each other and whispered among themselves. Among them, the insightful people had long been suspicious of the crime of treason Lin Pinqi had suffered for no reason. At this time, they saw her a weak woman who ventured into the palace just to beg for her release. The Lin family.

How can many old officials fail to see through the tricks behind the case of the Lin family, and the poem he sang about Lin Chuqian's sword dance just now still rings in his ears.

That sentence ends the king's affairs in the world, and wins the fame before and after his life. It's a pity that it happened in vain.The relationship between this situation and this scene is so embarrassing to Lin Pinqi, an important minister of the two dynasties.

Seeing the commotion below, Zhen Youming raised his hand to drink, looked sharply at Lin Chuqian who was kneeling on the ground, and instantly revealed the majesty and dominance of the emperor.

If it was an ordinary woman, she should have panicked under the pressure of the eyes of the king of a country.

But Lin Chuqian was not afraid, and raised her head to meet his gaze.

The undercurrent is surging, like the shadow of a sword.

After a while, Zhen Youming chuckled, stepped forward to help Lin Chuqian up himself, looked at her lowering her head pretending to be flattered, turned back to his seat, looked down at her, and said slowly: " Miss Lin’s filial piety can be learned from all over the world, if I remain indifferent, wouldn’t I be disregarding General Lin’s dedication and loyalty for many years? Wouldn’t I want to chill the hearts of all people in the world?”

There was complete silence, and no one interrupted him.

"Come here." Zhen Youming shouted to the side: "If I pass on my will, everyone in the Lin family will be released. As for the matter of treason, it will be discussed in the future."

Presumably he was forced to make a decision by the situation, so after he finished announcing, he glanced at Lin Chuqian with a half-smile, and left the table angrily.

On the surface, this is indeed the case. Lin Chuqian risked offending His Majesty to intercede for her father. No matter what the result is, the Lin family will never be reused by His Majesty from now on.

The majesty of the monarch cannot be offended, let alone coerced.

However, Lin Chuqian didn't care what Zhen Youming would think of the Lin family in the future, nor did she care whether the Lin family would still be rich and honorable in the future, she just knew that this was her bet won.

Her family is finally free from prison.

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To be honest, in fact, I have been a little depressed these two days, and I feel that happiness has left me. (T ^ T)

(End of this chapter)