Lin Zhi was stunned for a moment, then gave a helpless and endearing smile: "When you get out, you can just go get whatever you like from me, I won't stop you."
"What are you talking about?" Lin Chu glanced at him: "Your things are mine. When I pick them, I just move them from this pocket to that pocket. This cannot be counted."
Lin Zhi's smile became even brighter: "Then from now on, I will be at your disposal. You can do whatever you say, and I will never regret it."
Lin Chu blinked, seemed to think about it seriously, nodded and said, "This can be considered."
Lin Chu curled his lips and looked solemn for a moment: "Did you see the second uncle's family?"
Lin Zhi was not surprised when he heard her ask this question.
If he doesn't want to, no one in the world can catch him, not even Baili Qingyan.
The purpose of his entering Dali Temple was to find Lin Laoer and others.
"They are not here." Lin Chu said.
"It seems." Lin Chu frowned: "Baili Qingyan deliberately released such news just to lure you to Dali Temple."
"And you." Lin Zhi's eyes showed coldness: "He will not give up the power of the heavenly domain."
"It's more than that." Lin Chu said thoughtfully: "Baili Qingyan wants the three guilds to interrogate him. He made such a big fuss, not just for Tianyu."
"Baili Qingyan..." Lin Zhi's expression turned cold for a moment, and there was a faint glow of blood in his eyes: "He wants to provoke disputes among the countries."
Baili Qingyan relies on Tianyu, and its footprints have spread almost all over the four countries in recent years.
Southern Xinjiang, the two rivers and even the Wuxiang Crossing in the far north were all involved with him. Even earlier, the things that happened when the envoys of the Eastern Tang Dynasty came to Beijing had everything to do with their Baili family.
Thousands of connections...
The chaos in the world is both a disaster and an opportunity. Does he actually want to... unify the four countries?
"This ambition is a bit scary." Lin Chu didn't think Baili Qingyan had that kind of ability.
The best way to verify the authenticity of something is not to guess, but to participate.
Baili Qingyan did not disappoint after all. On the third day of martial law in Beijing, the grand trial of the Three Guilds ushered in.
On this day, the whole city of Shangjing was very lively.
The continuous martial law has created a lingering low pressure in the city.
The little emperor is seriously ill and in critical condition. The people in the city are forced to pray for the little emperor. No entertainment, banquets, or busy markets are allowed.
The lack of spiritual and cultural life made the Trial of the Three Guilds an unprecedented event.
The three gentlemen sit side by side on the left side of the main hall.
Da Sikong Yuzifu's serious old face showed a rare twitch in the presence of a huge viewing team that had never been seen in a thousand years.
That formation...
The trial of a murder and treason case that should have been serious and desolate turned into a joke.
I don’t know what kind of medicine the Baili family’s scary boy who suddenly changed his appearance was selling in his gourd.
Yu Zifu looked at the dense crowd outside and sighed in his heart. No matter what Baili Qingyan had planned, he hoped he wouldn't get it!
Da Sinong Yuanxiu half-closed his eyes, as if asleep, turning a blind eye to everything around him.
In the court, the most intolerable person was not Mr. Yu Zi, but the Minister of Dali Temple.
He was wearing a neat crown and was sitting in the middle of the main interrogator's seat. But only he knew how uncomfortable he was in this position.
On a very cold day, his clothes were wet with sweat over and over again.