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Chapter 150 Only cold, no palace

Zhang Lin felt a little cold when he heard Wu Zetian throw him into the cold palace!

As he understood, although there were no torture instruments in the cold palace, the sad and miserable feeling was very uncomfortable and would make people crazy.

"Shangguan Wan'er's servant was not careful, and she was not careful in self-cultivation. She was demoted to a ninth-rank female official and was punished by copying the "Dayun Sutra" a hundred times. Without my fate, she would not be allowed to leave the Shanggong Bureau!" Wu Zetian was also angry but weak.

Seeing that Wu Zetian was not very punished by Shangguan Wan'er. Although she was demoted to the ninth rank and copied the "Dayun Sutra" a hundred times, she was still listening to it in Shanggong Bureau. Zhang Lin, who originally wanted to say something, no longer distinguished anything. The cold palace is cold palace. Even if she lives in another place, since she came to the ancient palace and did not experience the taste of the cold palace, wouldn't it be a lack of life experience?

"Ji County man, come with our family!" Wu Chang walked in from outside the door, with no expression on his face, and waved at Zhang Lin, his tone as plain as water.

Zhang Lin didn't say anything, nor did he like Shangguan Wan'er. If he liked Shangguan Wan'er at this time, it would arouse Wu Zetian's jealousy and anger. He stood up and followed Wu Chang, walked out of the hall gate gently, passed by Yan'er who was limping on the ground, and left Shangyang Palace in a heavy mood. Surrounded by several eunuchs and guards, he winded northwest.

On the way, Zhang Lin thought to himself that I also gave Princess Taiping a song "The Red Cliff Fu". If she knew about it, would she be even more angry?

The group walked through the magnificent imperial garden with flowers and flowers, and came to the gate of a decadent, desolate and bleak palace.

The characters and cards at the palace gate were all slanted down, covered with dust, and the words "Lanyuan" could be vaguely seen.

"The man in Ji County can only give you a grievance and stay here for a few days. When the emperor's anger fades, she will naturally let you return to Cuiyang Palace." Wu Chang looked at Zhang Lin with sympathy and said in a calm tone.

"Thank you!"

"Our family can send an eunuch and a palace maid to serve your daily life. Who do you want to send? Let's make arrangements for it now." Wu Chang said that if another person was sent to the cold palace, he would never have such a good attitude. He just sent two slaves to the house. However, Zhang Lin, this kid, did a beautiful job yesterday, made him feel appreciative.

"Then let Gao Lishi and Xiaomei." Zhang Lin said without hesitation.

"Okay, let's make arrangements now." Wu Chang waved his whisper and turned around and left with his eunuch.

Zhang Lin suddenly remembered that his treasure, the seven-star magic stick was still in Wu Chang's hand. This thing must not be left in a moment, so how could he not do it?

"Father-in-law, my stick." Zhang Lin took a few steps, caught up with Wu Chang, and said with a smile on his face.

"Oh, this thing is good, our original jade is returned." Wu Chang hesitated for a moment, then took out the seven-star magic stick from his pocket and reached out to Zhang Lin.

Before Zhang Lin could get rid of his title, he would have a day to come back. The scheming Wu Chang naturally would not do stupid things that would lead to the wrong and take the blame.

"Thank you, my father-in-law!"

"It's easy to say." Wu Chang smiled faintly and turned around and left.

The two guards stayed outside Lanyuan, and it was obvious that their mission to stay was to take care of Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin walked into Lanyuan and looked around.

Lanyuan is larger than Cuiyang Palace. It may be because no one has lived there for a long time. The yard is full of fallen leaves and dead grass, and the dead branches inside are messy. The nets are crisscrossing under the corridor courtyard, and the color on the door wall is peeling. It can be said that it is in a mess, depressed and dilapidated manner, and devastated.

This is not a cold palace, there is only cold palace, there is no palace!

Zhang Lin broke through all obstacles and opened up a path. He came to the gate of the hall and looked up at the background of the hall. The color of the hall wall was also falling off. The tables and chairs inside were covered with dust. There were many leaks on the roof of the hall. The sunlight shot straight into the hall from the leaking crack. In the beam aperture, there were dust and mosquitoes and flies flying around, as if they entered a primitive castle that was deserted, which was extremely sad.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lin felt very uncomfortable. He had been doing things smoothly these days, and he solved two major cases in a row, and he was promoted almost once a day. At that time, he was looking forward to a bright and brilliant future, but he was accidentally exiled to such a desolate place!

Alas, it really corresponds to the saying: It is prosperous and declining, and it is joyful and sad!

It seems that there is no good end to stealing Su Dongpo's poems. Dongpo himself was exiled many times and exiled. He will never quote his poems again.

After a quarter of an hour of depressedness, Zhang Lin stopped thinking about it because he believed that planning is in the world and success is in the world! How many heroes and heroes have plummeted and fallen into the abyss of disaster when they are successful and famous.

He was just thrown into the cold palace, and there was such a big house to live in, and there were eunuchs and palace maids. The experience was not too bad. At least the baron of Ji County under his name had not been deprived, and at least the gold, silver and silkworm soft armor that the emperor gave him was not taken back.

If you want to be cold palace, just cold palace! There is at least one advantage in cold palace. Don’t worry about the emperor’s visit, nor do you have to be in conflict or entanglement about whether to serve the emperor!

Until today, the emperor has treated him so well that he, who knows how to be grateful and cannot repay his kindness, can only convince himself to agree with him! Although Zhang Lin is not resistant to Wu Zetian's age now, he still has a strong obstacle to letting him share the same channel with others. Now, there is no need to be afraid, no need to be embarrassed or disgusted, and no need to bear the guilt towards the emperor!

Zhang Lin was very self-persuasive and quickly convinced himself. His pessimistic thoughts were wiped out, and a hint of optimism appeared on his face. He took off his coat and began to organize the courtyard and the hall, because this would be his new residence and he had to be cleaned up, otherwise, looking at the messy scene, his mood would definitely be worse.

When Gao Lishi and Xiaomei arrived with each holding a large package, Zhang Lin cleaned almost half of the yard, making him covered in dust and turned into a mudman.

Xiaomei and Gao Lishi's clothes are different from before.

Xiaomei simply tied a ponytail with a light blue hairband on her head, her clothes were white skirts, and a green half-sleeved trousers were covered with, which looked like a village girl. Although she was a palace maid in the past, she was wearing silk and satin, and her dressing was also shiny. In contrast, the gap was very large, as if she was in trouble.

However, Xiaomei is dressed in this outfit now, more delicate, more pretty, and more pitiful than before.

As for Gao Lishi, he was wearing a simpler dress, just a set of beige cloth short-skinned clothes and a dark blue matte. This kind of clothing is the most ordinary street people's outfit. How can you tell the style of the eunuch of the Xuanzong Dynasty?

"I have seen the Lord!" Xiaomei and Gao Lishi put down the package and kowtowed respectfully in front of Zhang Lin, their voices trembled slightly, with a faint feeling of gratitude.

"It's free! From today on, don't give such a big gift again." Zhang Lin waved his hand and asked the two of them to get up.

"Men in Ji County, you are such a noble man, and you still do these dirty things. I deserve to die!" Xiaomei said emotionally, and crystal tears appeared in her pretty eyes.

"Let me do these dirty things." Gao Lishi snatched the broom from Zhang Lin's hand, turned around to sweep the floor, and tears of grief and anger were also in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Shouldn't I call you here? Do you don't want to come here?" Zhang Lin asked in surprise. He had just thought that he had asked Gao Lishi and Xiaomei to serve him. If it were in the past, they would pay attention to them, but now he is in trouble and is being sent to the cold palace. If he asks them to serve him, wouldn't it harm them?

"I am willing, I am very willing." Xiaomei said hurriedly, wiped away the tears from her eyes with her sleeves, and burst into tears and said with a smile.

"It is a blessing for me to follow the lord!" Gao Lishi's voice choked, but his tone was quite sensational.

Xiaomei and Gao Lishi's loyal statement moved Zhang Lin, who was in desolation and depression...
Chapter completed!
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