bullyxtreme Chapter 77, I'm so angry!
Chapter 77, I'm so angry!
Of course, he didn't go drinking. The Jin people's bravery and skill in battle and the Song people's perseverance had created a mutual respect. What would a "traitor" like him do there? Besides, another "traitor" had been injured in the groin and was lying in his room silently shedding tears.
"What are you crying about?"
Lin Zhou took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and stood by Lu You's bedside. According to his wife, Mr. Lu's testicles were swollen like eggs, almost translucent. The doctor said to observe for a while, and if it didn't get better, he might be unable to have children.
Lu You lay there, his face contorted in pain. He was already being pressured by his mother to divorce Tang Wan because he couldn't have children. If something really went wrong, he would be finished.
"What are you worried about? If you can't have children, you can't have children. Originally, your mother thought it was your wife's problem if she couldn't have children, but now you're the only one in the family. You can't blame your wife for not being able to have children now, right?" After hearing his worries, Lin Zhou turned to Tang Wan, who was silently shedding tears, and asked, "What are your terms for the divorce, Song?"
"have……"
Is the man's inability to have children a valid reason?
"I can bring it."
"Then why didn't you just not mention it?" Lin Zhou said, arms crossed. "Look, this might actually be a blessing in disguise. And if we don't have children, so be it. I'll have two kids and give one to you two to adopt."
Lu You, enraged by his words, laughed in response: "Brother Lin, it's not you who can't have children, yet you're spouting such sarcastic remarks... By the way, who won?"
"You, Song, have won." Lin Zhou plopped down on a chair next to him and sighed, "Now look what's happened. They're all shouting about punishing traitors and upholding the law. We're now iron dogs. They'll cast us into bronze statues and make us kneel in front of the Yue Fei Temple, in a row with Qin Hui."
As soon as Lin Zhou finished speaking, Tang Wan and Lu You's expressions changed drastically. Lu You, forgetting his own groin pain, jumped up and covered Lin Zhou's mouth: "Brother Lin, you mustn't say such things carelessly. If word gets out... even if you were the prince consort of the Jin Kingdom, you wouldn't be able to escape death..."
"Yue Wang Temple...sigh..." Tang Wan sighed as well: "Now that General Yue's remains are nowhere to be found...to build a temple is as difficult as ascending to heaven."
"It must be built." Lin Zhou waved his hand. "And Qin Hui and his wife must kneel as well. I've already checked in several times."
Lu You didn't understand the meaning of "checking in," but his brother Lin was always so eccentric. However, when he heard about the temple built for Yue Fei and the statue of Qin Hui kneeling in front of it, he felt a deep sense of emotion.
"If that day ever comes, our Great Song Dynasty should truly have won..."
"Stop talking about your Great Song Dynasty, you're a complete traitor now, we should both kneel at Yue Fei Temple."
Upon hearing this, Lu You's face immediately turned ashen.
As luck would have it, just then, the sound of footsteps thumping down below was heard, and then Hongliu rushed up with Yingge. Lu You quickly pulled the quilt over himself and wrapped it up.
"Hahahaha! I heard that Brother Lu used his lower body to withstand a Song man's iron rod? How can he be so mighty and strong!"
Hongliu always speaks like this; she probably overheard the conversations outside, and they must be talking about how a certain traitor got hit in the balls with a stick.
"Alright, alright, stop bothering him."
Lin Zhou pushed Hong Liu's shoulders and pulled her out the door. Before leaving, he turned back and said, "You should focus on writing books during this time and not run around. With your shamelessness, if you get a few insults on the street, you'll come back and hang yourself."
Lu You sighed deeply, turned his head away, and said no more.
Hong Liu, who had been pushed out of the room, circled around Lin Zhou, who had a bruised and swollen face, a few times: "I didn't realize you were so good at fighting. You even took on the leader of the Imperial City Guard. How about you try your hand at gladiatorial combat?"
"I'll treat you like a dog." Lin Zhou curled his lip. "I'll give you a handicap."
"Ha, arrogant!" Hongliu rolled up her sleeves: "You're injured today, so I won't bully you. Wait until you're healed, and see how I deal with you."
As they were talking, a noise came from downstairs. Lin Zhou peeked out and saw Cao Wenda standing downstairs.
This guy is like a fixed-spawn NPC; whenever he appears, there's a good chance he has a quest, but there's nothing you can do but bite the bullet and talk to him.
Cao Wenda was also annoyed. The more he looked at Lin Zhou, the more headache he got. This guy was simply a troublemaker. He had suspected that Lin Zhou had ulterior motives before, so he had been keeping a close watch on him. But a few days ago, he removed the people who were keeping an eye on him because this guy did not fit any of the characteristics of having ulterior motives.
A person with profound insight should at least be low-key, cautious, tactful, and erudite. But after these days of getting to know him, Lin Zhou is nothing like that. No low-key person would challenge Xun Gui of Lin'an to a duel, no cautious person would beat Si Hou's son into a pulp in front of him, no tactful person would call out Han Shizhong's name in a fit of rage, and no erudite person would write such ugly characters.
You must understand that this was Han Shizhong, someone even the emperor would address as "Han Aiqing," and the prime minister would have to bow to him first. To be forced to say "Han Shizhong" like that, when Cao Wenda heard the news, he was so terrified he almost burst out of his skin.
"Brother Cao, what brings you here?"
"I've come to bring you some good news."
Cao Wenda closed his eyes and paused for a while before saying this: "Starting tomorrow, you will need to attend classes at the North City Academy every day at Chenshi (7-9 AM)."
"Who? Me?" Lin Zhou was taken aback. "Me, sit in on the conversation? Listen to what?"
"Listen to the lecture!" Cao Wenda took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down: "The Prime Minister said that before the imperial examination, he will mention your name to the Emperor and grant you the title of Jinshi."
At this point, Cao Wenda gritted his teeth: "I had someone put you on the list of talented scholars, and the Prime Minister pleaded with the Emperor to grant you a formal education. You can't be illiterate! I called you 'Master,' and you don't even give me face. At least spare my life!"
"What would I do with that thing?" Lin Zhou took a step back. "No, no..."
Lin Zhou was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Didn't he know whether he was cut out for studying? He couldn't even use a ballpoint pen properly, and now he was being asked to write with a calligraphy brush?
Why bestow the title of Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations)? Just order someone to die.
"I'm begging you, the successful candidates will have to go to the palace to express their gratitude. The emperor won't recognize you. If he sees your handsome appearance and tries to talk to you, and you, a nobody, show up, do you know how many people will gossip about you? Please, just do me a favor."
"Isn't this something you should arrange? You want me to study... and don't even bother asking the Prime Minister to grant me the title of Jinshi; just give me a three-inch white silk noose."
"You dare ask for it!" Cao Wenda's eyes widened. "Who do you think you are, wanting a white silk noose? Stop talking nonsense, if you don't go tomorrow, I'll have someone capture you and you'll have to go!"
"And another thing," Old Cao said through gritted teeth, "You need at least three feet to wipe your mouth, not just three inches!"
"Tsk..."
Lin Zhou crossed his arms and sighed, "Aren't you trying to make things difficult for me? If I had known there would be an imperial inspection, I wouldn't have wanted the title!"
"You're the one who wants an official position, and you're the one who wants to be the prince consort. This matter is no longer up to you. The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel have already given their approval, and the Jin Kingdom has also made arrangements. You are the face of the Song Dynasty, and you are also the face of Prince Rui. You can't back down now."
Lin Zhou pursed his lips and frowned: "Just tell me, what if I'm chosen and can't answer? It's already this late in the month, the imperial examinations are just after the New Year, how many days is that? I can't even recognize all the characters, you expect me to go up there and answer the emperor fluently? A flock of wild geese flies south, two roast ducks go north, are you suggesting?"
Cao Wenda felt a wave of weakness wash over him, and what he said was not without possibility.
Firstly, this fellow had shown his face in front of the Emperor today. The Emperor is a man with a photographic memory. If he encounters a familiar face in front of the Emperor, he will definitely bring it up and ask about it.
In addition, although this guy is a complete fool, he is handsome and has a good physique, making him the type that people like. There is a high probability that he will be called up and questioned.
Cao Wenda doesn't even dare to imagine what kind of disaster it would be if his name were actually called out.
Just when the two were at their wits' end, several people suddenly walked in through the door. Upon closer inspection, he recognized them as Prince Rui of the Jin Kingdom and Han Shizhong, who was traveling with him.
"This fellow is my son-in-law," Prince Rui said to Han Shizhong, pointing at Lin Zhou. "Don't laugh at me, my daughter hasn't been able to come home for him. She's always here. I can't scold or hit that precious darling. I'm afraid he'll melt if I keep him in my mouth. This fellow was too abrupt today, so I'll have him apologize to you here."