Chapter 241 Mr. Mighty
The emperor was ashamed when he was told, and said: "Qingxuan, the matter...isn't like that, isn't Miss Lin still fine, how can you say such ugly words like buying your life?"

"Okay? Your Majesty really knows how to talk nonsense with your eyes open!" Qingxuan criticized unceremoniously.

The whole audience was shocked. Concubine Zheng looked at Qingxuan in disbelief, and then said angrily: "Xie Qingxuan, you are too presumptuous, how dare you speak like this to His Majesty? It is simply treasonous!"

"Hey, I'm talking to His Majesty, is it the turn of the Concubine to intervene?" Qingxuan didn't take the Concubine seriously, "He's not unhappy about how I talk to Your Majesty, you can control it?"

The emperor coughed a few more times to hide his embarrassment: "Qingxuan, you...you are almost done, don't let me down."

"Your Majesty, if you want to step down, you should do things fairly. As a king, you are in charge of the world. If you do things unfairly, is there still justice in the world?" Qingxuan's tone seemed to be To reprimand is to lose face to the emperor at all.

Lin Siran was also a little confused, why is Mr. Qingxuan so bold to speak to His Majesty in such a tone?Even the emperor's uncles dare not teach the emperor such a lesson, aren't they afraid of death?
But the emperor was not angry yet, instead he shook his head with a helpless smile and asked, "Then what do you think we should do? You can't really stab Jue'er with a sword?"

"It's not necessary to stab a sword. In my opinion, let King Fu pour tea for Ranran to apologize, and then let Dali Temple judge the result based on the crime of murder and wounding." Qingxuan made a request unceremoniously.

Not to mention Fu Wang, the emperor also felt that Qingxuan was a bit too much, so he said: "Qingxuan, he is a prince after all, it is a bit too much to do this."

"What's wrong with the prince? If ordinary people hurt people like this, I'm afraid they will go to prison and torture, right?" Qingxuan asked, "Your Majesty seems to be quite defensive. Why, your son is a confidant. Is the daughter worthless?"

"That's not what I meant, but I just have to take care of the face of the imperial concubine and King Fu," said the emperor.

"Okay, save face, right? You said it earlier, if I give them face, then I don't have to go through the hands of Dali Temple. I have also read the law. When I commit murder and hurt people, I even use a sharp weapon. At the least, I have to squat three times." His majesty's son can't go to prison for a year, so he should be dealt with lightly, with thirty court sticks, and think about it behind closed doors for three months!" Qingxuan seemed to have made a big concession.

Concubine Zheng was so angry that she couldn't bear it, her face was ashen, and she said: "What are you, that you are so rude? King Fu is a prince, or Prince Qizhu, what qualifications do you have to make such a request?"

"The noble concubine means that the prince can be exempted from punishment if he breaks the law?" Qingxuan asked coldly.

"I don't have such intentions. I have already proposed to compensate Miss Lin, and her mother, Mrs. Lin, also agreed. You are an outsider, why do you want to intervene in this matter?" Concubine Zheng thinks that Qingxuan is too lenient.

Qingxuan seemed to have just noticed Mrs. Lin, and asked, "This is Mrs. Lin?"

"Yes, it's me." Mrs. Lin was also a little confused at this time, Qingxuan's attitude was too arrogant, and His Majesty seemed to be pampering her, and she didn't know why.

Isn't she the first daughter of the Xie family, or a daughter who is already married and not valued by the Xie family? How could she be so powerful?
It's no wonder Mrs. Lin, when she was the young lady of the Marquis of Huaiyin's mansion, she lived with the Marquis of Huaiyin in Minzhou, which is far away from the capital. Xuancha is more than ten years old, not a generation.

Mr. Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, his eyes were cold, and asked: "Aren't you Ranran's mother?"

Mrs. Lin showed embarrassment, but she still nodded helplessly and said, "No."

"No wonder, it's not the flesh that fell from my body, I don't know how distressed I am, are you worthy of Ranran's mother's spirit in heaven? If your own children are stabbed with a sword, can you accept the compensation from your majesty and noble concubine?" Mr. Qingxuan asked with contempt.

Mrs. Lin sneered, and said: "Sir, I also regard Ranran as my own. Naturally, I feel sorry for her when she is injured, but as a minister, I can't embarrass Your Majesty. Your Majesty and Your Majesty have done their best, even if it is me. daughter, I will accept it."

"Okay, how about pulling your daughter here and letting me stab her with a sword, and then His Majesty will give you twice the reward?" Qingxuan asked sarcastically.

Mrs. Lin thought she was just talking, and said: "Sir, you are joking, how is such a thing possible? My daughter has done nothing wrong, and the husband must not make things difficult for her."

"Who said she didn't do anything wrong? She went to my bamboo forest hut and almost poisoned the white goose that I have raised for six or seven years. They are all my favorite things. I didn't touch a single hair of her. It's really for Ranran's face, now I don't think I need to give you this face, I should stab her with a sword to avenge my white goose!" Qingxuan said bitterly.

The corners of Mrs. Lin's mouth twitched a little, and said: "Sir, that incident may not be true. My daughter is kind-hearted by nature, and she would never do such a thing. Someone must have wronged her."

"Sure enough, Ranran has been tortured by your mother and daughter a lot in Lin's house. No wonder he was stabbed at home and almost died." Qingxuan hated and felt distressed. She really felt the same pain. Only then did Lin Siran feel more and more pitiful.

Lin Siran is almost sure that the bad relationship between Mr. Qingxuan and her natal family must have something to do with Mr. Xie's last follow-up wife. Behind Mr. Qingxuan's pain and anger, it is probably a cry for the unfair treatment she encountered back then. .

The so-called sympathy for each other is probably the case.

Mrs. Lin just wanted to explain, Qingxuan said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I know that you can't take care of your subjects' housework, and I don't force you to do anything for Ranran. How about it, my deceased husband and I didn't have any children. , please give me your Majesty Ranran, she will be my daughter from now on!"

Mrs. Lin was shocked, and Lin Siran was also full of astonishment.

But the emperor seemed to understand, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.

"Mr. Qingxuan, this can't be done. Ranran is from our Lin family. She has both parents. How can she give her husband as a daughter?" Mrs. Lin didn't want to see Lin Siran find such a powerful backer. Mr. Xuan has such an indifferent attitude towards the emperor. If he becomes Lin Siran's mother, then Lin Siran's wings will be really hard.

"I can't be her mother, but I can still be her mother?" Mr. Qingxuan said, "Ranran, would you like to?"

Lin Siran was overwhelmed with flattery, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and he choked up and said: "If Ranran has this kind of blessing, let alone this sword, even if a thousand arrows go through her heart, it will be worth it."

"What nonsense, you are my daughter, I will never let anyone bully you, not even the prince." Mr. Qingxuan held Lin Siran's hand tightly, his face full of distress.

Seeing this, the emperor said: "Since that's the case, I will agree. On an auspicious day, I will let Miss Lin worship you as a godmother."

(End of this chapter)

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