The sky was bright, and Lin Su had already gotten up.

In the early days of the Song Dynasty, it was once every ten days, so he didn't have to get up early every day.

However, for those who practice martial arts, they don't need to sleep for too long.

And he had one more thing to do today.

Just as Lin Su moved his body and was about to go out, the door was pushed open, and a graceful woman walked in.

"Master Hou, you're awake."

The person who came was none other than the naturally charming red neon dress.

Seeing her, Lin Su was also stunned.

"Why are you here so early?"

She was holding a towel in her hand, looking like a maid.

Although she agreed to come today last night, she didn't say that she came so early.

"The slave family felt guilty and couldn't sleep, so they came early, so they could serve the Hou Ye, reduce some sins, and feel at ease."

The red dress blushed and hung her head.

Although she is a dusty woman, she has always had servant girls to serve.

This is definitely the first thing to do in the service of others.

"This can be regarded as not knowing each other, there is no need to mind, and I am not used to being helped by others, and I am not without hands and feet."

Lin Su hurriedly took the basin and said with a smile.

The memory of being touched by those handmaids a few days ago is still in my heart.

Seeing that he didn't have the slightest shelf, Hongnishang couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker.

It turned out that the founding candidate who was famous in front of the people was so casual in private.

But she was still persistent, helping Lin Su put on her clothes and tidying them up carefully, for fear that there would be a trace of dust.

At close range, the slightest hint of aroma penetrated into his nose, which made Lin Su really tormented.

"Alright, let's go eat."

Hurriedly turned around, Lin Su walked out of the door as if he was a little runaway.

Took a deep breath of cool air.

He never felt that he was a saint, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with being greedy for beauty.

But this rose, if he picks it, the rose has no opinion, and Qianrou and Zhao Yingluo will definitely fry the pot.

Looking at Lin Su's embarrassed appearance, Hong Nishang became more and more convinced that there was not a single truth in the secret text written by Song Huizong.

For this Hou Ye who is in the wind of Yushu, she is becoming more and more obsessed.

After breakfast, Lin Su asked people to prepare a sedan chair, and he rode a red rabbit.

Out of the mansion gate, all the way to the Forbidden Palace.

On weekdays, it takes a long time to see the emperor.

Not to mention that this eunuch deliberately made it difficult to call late, or used the excuse that he didn't dare to disturb the holy driver, so you waited.

It can be seen that Lin Su is coming, which of these eunuchs dares to slack off.

Almost all the way to the palace, running into the palace, not long after, a holy word came, let Lin Su see the drive.

In the forbidden palace, it is not allowed to ride a horse and sit in a sedan chair.

Walk a few kilometers to get inside.

Of course, there are also emperors who let them enter the inner city in a sedan chair in order to sympathize with the old ministers.

But there are very few who can get this kind of honor.

The two went all the way to the harem.

From a distance, I can see the smoke in the main hall.

Several Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes were chanting words around the Dan furnace.

As for Song Qinzong, he sat on the side, reciting the Taoist scriptures.

Seeing this scene, Lin Su couldn't help frowning slightly.

Zhao Yingluo is right, this Song Qinzong admires Taoism very much.

Faith is a good thing, but if you are too obsessed, it is never a good thing.

In particular, the emperors of all dynasties have wanted to seek this art of immortality, but unfortunately, no one has succeeded until now.

"Lin Aiqing, how could there be such a Yaxing today, bringing the red girl?"

After waiting for a while, Song Qinzong put down the Taoist scripture, turned around, and looked at the red dress behind Lin Su.

"It seems that the Holy One knows the Red Dress!"

Lin Su's words made Song Qinzong embarrassed for a while.

Throw him a look you know.

It's hard to answer.

"The slave family knocks on the saint!"

As a civilian, Hongni immediately knelt on the ground when she saw the emperor.

"Lin Aiqing, I can't think of it...... You still have such a mind...... It's just that...... Isn't it good to bring her here in broad daylight, if you let those officials know...... I ......"

Looking at the beautiful appearance of the red dress, Song Qinzong licked his lips.

Unexpectedly, Lin Su dared to send a beauty so blatantly.

But isn't it too inexperienced, how dare he accept it if he sends it like this.

Lin Su didn't understand for a while.

But soon, he saw what Song Qinzong meant.

I thought it was a beautiful woman he sent to himself.

"Holy Lord, she is the royal family, and she counts ...... But your own sister! ”

Lin Su lowered his voice, and a sentence made Song Qinzong pause.

The name of the red dress, he naturally knows.

But when did she become her sister.

"Isn't it ......"

Soon, Song Qinzong thought about Song Huizong and Master Li.

"That's right, and just last night, the Emperor Taishang designed to kill Weichen."

Lin Su's words made Song Qinzong stunned.

When he heard the ins and outs, he was also surprised.

Unexpectedly, my father has never returned to Bianjing, and he has already begun to kill the killer.

"There is such a thing!"

Song Qinzong frowned slightly, but his gaze drifted into the distance.

The battle for the throne has reached a white-knuckle battle, and it seems that this matter is becoming more and more difficult to handle.

"So Weichen has come to ask the Holy Lord, how to deal with the other eyes and ears of the Emperor Taishang in the city?"

The reason why Lin Su didn't do it overnight was naturally to talk to Song Qinzong first.

Otherwise, if you make any noise and be caught, wouldn't you be carrying the black pot yourself.

"Unexpectedly, there is a fine work of Jin Guo and his father joining forces...... He did this, and let me be a son...... It's really sad! ”

Song Qinzong did not rush to express his position, but looked distressed.

"I think my royal family, since the founding of the country, they have all done their best, how can they easily join forces with foreign clans and kill the ministers of the DPRK and China!"

Looking at his acting skills, Lin Su suddenly felt a little unfamiliar.

I have to say that Lin Su, who probably understands the Northern Song Dynasty, and Song Huizong and Song Qinzong in his memory, are all weak and incompetent.

Now it looks like he wasn't.

In particular, his use of imperial art has reached a shameless level.

Obviously, he was reluctant to give up his rights and refused to give up, but he still had to give himself a high-sounding reason.

"Lin Aiqing, you are the cornerstone of the country, and you are the pillar of talent, my father must have been deceived to do this kind of thing, I will replace my father and make amends for your sins!"

Song Qinzong let out a long sigh of pain, and actually stood up and bowed to Lin Sushen.

He is the Ninety-Five Supreme, and such a big gift made Lin Su also surprised.

"The king let the minister die, and the minister had to die, but the golden dog was not destroyed, so the remnants of the body were left, and please ask the saint to see it."

Routines, all are routines.

Since the emperor has imperial art, then the courtiers also have the way of courtiers.

Lin Su hurriedly knelt on one knee, and his face was also serious.

"Lin Aiqing, this Bianliang City is mixed with dragons and snakes, I hope you can see the clouds and see the sun, if you find that someone is plotting against you...... Chop first, play later! ”

When he said this, Song Qinzong's eyes flashed with a trace of murderous intent.

Obviously, if it involves people from the royal family, there will be no mercy.

Lin Su couldn't help but sigh, this ruthless royal family can really be said to be a person who wants to achieve great things, and his relatives can also be killed.

This is the art of kingship.

Moreover, this Song Qinzong has been completely mastered.