"His Royal Highness the Regent has such a good idea... I hope there will be no problems with my wife!"
At this time, Fang Xin could only suppress his emotions.
"Hahahahaha, my father-in-law is just joking. How dare I be disrespectful to my mother-in-law." After speaking, Li Lin helped Fang Xin up.
Fang Xin, a civil servant, does not have much strength, and now he has been kneeling for three days without eating, and he has no strength to hold on to his knees.
"Father-in-law, you have been kneeling for a long time. You should take a rest before going to meet the saint. Come on, my son-in-law will take you to drink tea." After saying that, he pulled Fang Xin and walked towards the teahouse opposite.
"What are you doing!" Fang Xin tried to free himself by giving gifts, but it had no effect.
"Drinking tea, what else can you do? And I heard there are some good shows here now?"
Li Lin didn't stop and just pulled Fang Xin forward.
"Come here, take all the gentlemen into the palace to meet the Saint." As he walked, he gave orders to those who stayed here.
All the adults at the entrance of the palace stood up and walked inside under the leadership of the imperial guards.
"Sir, above..."
Li Lin pulled Fang Xin into the teahouse, and a waiter greeted him with a respectful expression.
Although he didn't finish speaking, Li Lin naturally understood it by listening to the noisy voices in the teahouse.
"Well, lead the way."
The waiter bowed and turned around to lead the two of them upstairs.
The three of them hadn't completely reached the second floor yet and were still on the stairs, just listening.
"Peach Blossom Tribulation is not that person!"
The fortune teller holding the fortune telling flag had an angry face, and the fat man across from him kept pestering him to ask who died in her peach blossom disaster.
"Oh? Not one? Hahahahaha, sure enough, sure enough, hahahahaha. Tell me quickly, who are these people? I will give you a lot of rewards!"
The fat man now smiled with wrinkles all over his face.
Li and Lin came up and witnessed this scene.
"Where did you find Fatty? Doesn't the actor look too similar?" Li Lin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"See Your Highness!"
The beautiful woman who had been sitting aside drinking tea came to Li Lin and bowed to him.
"You did a great job, especially the actor you chose is really good."
This woman is Ling Yue'er who received Li Lin's order to monitor here.
"Father-in-law, please!" Li Lin walked to the position where Ling Yue'er had just done, pulled out a position and stretched out his hand.
When Fang Xin was a fortune teller, he knew how thoroughly Li Lin knew about their actions this time. He didn't even know where these Linzhi people were hiding from surveillance, but he didn't expect that Li Lin would catch one right away.
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Li Lin raised his hand to signal Ling Yue'er to pour water and took a sip.
"Tell me, how did you do it?"
"Why should your Highness know the advisor?"
Now Fang Xin also knew that the airs he was holding were completely meaningless, so he also took a sip of tea.
"Details, I want to hear the details. After all, the clearer you can understand the principles of suspense, the better."
"Which part do you want to hear, Your Majesty?"
"Haha, how did you poison His Majesty?"
"The emperor is critically ill." These were the only four words that Li Lin received in Xia Zhi City. At that time, he thought of this and Fang Xin took action.
After returning, he quickly arranged for the seven doctors to hang up the emperor's life, which was a temporary solution.
But... the old emperor's bodyguards, eunuchs, palace maids, even the imperial cooks, and imperial doctors were all his own or under his strict supervision. How did they inject the poison to the emperor...
"Your Majesty's arrangements in the palace are airtight. Originally, we wanted to poison His Majesty through the royal chef, but you have replaced all these people in the process, so we have no choice."
Li Lin remembered that he had read in a family letter that Liu Qingran had caught a huge amount of corruption committed by the housekeeper and servant of the Regent's Palace. He felt angry and depressed in his heart, but he also thought that such a situation must have happened in the palace, so he replaced the manpower first to be sure.
, I didn’t expect it to actually work.
"But although the manpower has been changed, but..."
"Fang Xin!"
Fang Xin was about to say this when he suddenly fell from the stool to the ground, clutching his chest and breaking into a cold sweat.
Look at the fortune teller who has stopped arguing and is staring at Li Lin.
Li Lin was startled at first, and immediately stood up to check Fang Xin's situation. Then he thought of what Ning Chuan had explained to him before.
"Is this it?" Li Lin raised his eyes and saw the bell in the other person's hand.
"Li Lin, you are really good at it!" The fortune teller looked angry and held the bell tightly in his hand.
"Our more than ten years of hard work have been ruined by you like this! Okay, okay!"
His expression became more ferocious.
"Humph, this arrangement has been made for more than ten years?"
Li Lin replied disdainfully, waved his hand, and signaled for someone to help Fang Xin up.
"It's not the time for you to be proud!" He said and walked towards Li Lin's side.
"Hey, you haven't told me yet, what happened to my peach blossom calamity?"
The fat man stopped this man with narrowed eyes.
"Say about your mother!"
The man suddenly pulled out his weapon from his waist. Now that he knew that these people were sent by Li Lin to entangle him, he naturally would not continue to entangle them.
The man touched it from his waist and took out an orange-red cylindrical object. Li Lin couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Brother, your weapon is really special."
As soon as the fortune teller took it out, he stabbed the fat man fiercely. At this time, the thorn was firmly stuck on the fat man's neck, or it was pressed tightly on the fat man's neck and could not penetrate.
"Why is it a carrot?"
The fortune teller was stunned. His personal weapon turned into a carrot, so he couldn't penetrate it at all.
"puff"
The fat man took advantage of the fortune teller's confusion and placed a milky white short knife that looked like it was made of bone into the fortune teller's waist.
"Master, didn't you do a divination for yourself when you went out today? I see you are so dark, haha."
The fat man pressed the handle of the short knife with one hand, and showed the man the leather scabbard inlaid with agate in his other hand.
"You! When did you take my knife away!"
The man covered the edge of the knife and asked through gritted teeth.
"You are interested, and you still care about the knife."
Li Lin interrupted their conversation. After hearing this, the fat man drew his knife, bowed to Li Lin and stepped aside.
"Li Lin! Don't think that we will just give up. The arrangements we have made can be used this time and will be used next time too!"
"Use? Use cats again?"
"you!"
When the man heard Li Lin's rhetorical question, he was stunned and furious, forcing him to vomit a large mouthful of blood.
"I said I couldn't find it no matter how hard I searched, but it turns out it's really a cat. What a trick!"
Li Ling just remembered that Ning Chuan had said before that these Linzhi people had some supernatural means, like raising voodoos. And he also mentioned just now that the people in the palace had been replaced by herself, so they had no chance to recruit people.
When walking around the palace, the only person who can come into contact with the emperor is the royal cat raised by the old emperor.