Chapter 110

Chapter 110

When it was time for Gu Fuzhou to be buried, the coffin was transported on a giant ornate open carriage. It was escorted by Shi Pei, Wu Zhan and the others all the way to the imperial mausoleum, where it was buried by the entrance, implying that in his eternal rest he would be in the company of kings. Afterwards, Lin Qingyu personally sent the memorial tablet he had made for Gu Fuzhou two years ago to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to forever enjoy the incense of future generations.

On this day, all officials of fifth rank and above came to the palace to see Gu Fuzhou off on his final journey. After attending the ceremony at the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Shi Pei, Wu Guogong, Wu Zhan, and Shen Huaishi left the palace together. Gu Fuzhou had been closest to them during his lifetime and now, reunited at Gu Fuzhou’s funeral, their conversation naturally turned to the general’s last wishes.

“The General wants Master Lin to remarry?” Wu Zhan was taken aback, “Shen Xiongdi, are you sure you heard it right?”

Shen Huaishi wasn’t good at lying. In order to be able to deliver this lie well, he had practiced a lot in private. But when it really came time to deceive them, his expression was still a little stiff. “I – am sure.”

Fortunately, Shi Pei believed him unquestioningly. “The General loved Master Lin deeply. I am not at all surprised that he would say such a thing.”

Shen Huaishi nodded seriously. “That is true.”

Wu Zhan couldn’t understand: “If I die, I hope my wife would remain a widow for me for the rest of her life. Thinking of some other man holding her after I die and my son calling that man ‘father’, I think I would be so enraged, I might just come back to life.”

Shi Pei sighed, “The General is not you. Master Lin is cold an aloof, unwilling to socialize with others. He doesn’t even have a friend who he can drink with at the same table. The General was afraid that after his passing, there would be no one to accompany Master Lin, that he would be lonely as he aged.”

Shen Huaishi quickly chimed in, “The General also said that if Master Lin really does grow old alone, he wouldn’t be able to close his eyes even in death.”

Wu Guogong said, voice rough and shaky, “Well, this is easy enough to handle. My old lady loved playing matchmaker. I’ll ask her to find out if there is any suitable matches in the capital for Master Lin — by the way, would you know if Master Lin is looking to take in a husband or a wife this time?”

Shi Pei smiled wryly, “It’s too early for His Excellency to be discussing this. The General’s body has yet to even grow cold and you are already trying to find a match for Master Lin. If this gets out, what will others think of Master Lin? At least, wait for Master Lin to finish his year of marital piety.”

After news of Gu Fuzhou’s death reached the capital, rumors about Lin Qingyu’s inauspiciousness, about his bringing of misfortune upon his husbands once again raised a tremendous clamor. Lin Qingyu had been married off to Lu Wancheng as part of a Chong Xi and although Lu Wancheng lived an extra year, the Lu Family was almost ruined. Later, he remarried Gu Fuzhou and in just two years, the ever-victorious general was strangled by his inauspiciousness to the point of death.

Lin Qingyu had a cold demeanor but his appearance is bright and charming. Even if such a beauty did nothing, it was inevitable that he would attract countless rumors and gossips. Even more so that he had now outlived two husbands but was of such great skill that he commanded power equal to that of a prime minister. Though they do be outrageous words, people had begun to whisper that he had brought disaster upon a family first, upon the army second and will upon the country third. They were afraid that the Dayu would perish at the hands of this “monster”. It was just that due to Lin Qingyu’s power, no one dared to discuss it openly.

Wu Guogon wanted only to let Gu Fuzhou rest in peace and momentarily forgot about this matter. He slapped his head and said, “Look this head of mine. I’m getting old.”

Shen Huaishi considered and then probed, “This matter cannot be rushed. But His Excellency can use this year to find suitable candidates for Master Lin.”

Wu Zhan still disagreed and he angrily, “Except for the General, I don’t think anyone in this court is worthy of Master Lin.”

As they were talking, a voice sounded behind them, “Generals.”

Wu Zhan turned around. “Oh, Master Li.”

Li Chan bowed to them one by one and said, “I did not mean to eavesdrop but I overheard Shen Gongzi say that General Gu wanted Master Lin to remarry?”

“That’s right.” Wu Zhan scratched his head, “I don’t know what he was thinking. Sigh.”

There was a second of temptation in Li Chan’s heart and a vague vain hope begun to take shape. In the next second, he spurned his own despicableness and shamelessness. “What General Wu said is absolutely true. Except for General Gu, no one is worthy of Master Lin.”

It was like Xi Rong heard some great joke. “You seem perfectly fine with Lin Qingyu seeking power. I but did the same thing as him, so why am I wrong? If I had done something wrong, it’s that I miscalculated. One careless move and the whole game was lost.”

Wu Zhan scathingly rebutted, “Retribution is paid out in kind. You son of a bitch, this is you retribution!”

“Retribution? Heh.” Xi Rong looked at Lin Qingyu, his lips curled into a sneer. “If there really is such a thing as retribution in this world there why is Master Lin standing here safe and sound? The blood on Master Lin’s hands may not be any less than those on mine.”

Shen Huaishi frowned. “Utter garbage.”

“Whether it is nonsense or not Master Lin knows better than anyone else.” Xi Rong showed a cruel smile, “Liang Shi of the Nan’an Hou’s Mansion going mad, Lu Qiaosong dying tragically, Lu Niantao banished to the cold palace, Concubine Chen and the former crown prince Xiao Cheng...who of them hadn’t fallen into your hands? Even these people standing beside you, just how sincere as you to them? The only reason you don’t look down on them is because they’re useful, am I not right? ”

Lin Qingyu looked at him, his face devoid of any expression.

“Lin Qingyu, you are cold, indifferent. You are selfish, you look only after yourself. Love desires life, evil desires death. Do you think you are any better than me? We are birds of the same feather, you and I. If I am to suffer retribution, you can be sure you’ll get yours too. Look, Gu Fuzhou is now dead. The retribution you deserve is all dumped onto the people you love. Lu Wancheng, Gu Fuzhou... who will it be next?”

Shen Huaishi looked at Lin Qingyu. He saw that the other party’s eyes were calm as if he took no notice at all of Xi Rong’s words.

Wu Zhan spat, “Death is too good for him. He should live in this water prison for the rest of his life. Unable to live, unable to die!”

Lin Qingyu said calmly, “I will entrust this person’s case to you gentlemen. There are other palace matters I must see to so I must now take my leave.”

Shen Huaishi said, “Master Lin?”

Lin Qingyu strode away from the dungeon as if he heard nothing, leaving the group looking at each other in blank dismay.

Xi Rong closed his eyes slowly and said with a quiet chuckle, “This is what you’re most afraid of. You too have a weakness. It’s a pity...”

It’s a pity that Lin Qingyu’s weakness was also the toughest thing in the world. Lin Qingyu’s weakness was one that would protect him and become his armor. While other people’s weakness was nothing more than a burden that dragged them back.

Lin Qingyu returned to the palace, had the evening meal with Jiang Xing and then reviewed the reports as usual. He seemed to be his same usual self. Jiang Xing could vaguely sense that his mood was not quite right. He asked him what was the matter but Lin Qingyu said it was nothing. He told Jiang Xing to go to bed early and to not to distract him from his work.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Xing woke up, wanting to get a drink of water. He was surprised to see a great beauty sitting by his bedside. He asked, dazed, “Qingyu?”

“It’s me.” Lin Qingyu lifted up the quilt and took the initiative to get in his bed, slipping into Jiang Xing’s arms.

Jiang Xing was overwhelmed by this unexpected favor but he still didn’t forget to tease him. “Is the pretty little widow unable to sleep so he came to climb into Zhen’s bed?”

Lin Qingyu didn’t laugh. Instead, he said softly, “Jiang Xing.”

“Sigh, I knew there was something the matter but you still wouldn’t admit it.” Jiang Xing pulled the quilt up to cover Lin Qingyu’s shoulders. Fighting back his sleepiness, he said, “Tell me, Baobei, who provoked you?”

Lin Qingyu kept his eyes open. He asked, “Do you believe that retribution is paid out in kind?”

Jiang Xing simply said, “No and you shouldn’t believe it either.”

“But, what if it really is? And because I’ve done all kinds of evil things ... I made you suffer from the agony of poison and the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows?” Lin Qingyu said helplessly, his eyes revealing how completely lost he felt, “Although I despise the world, I love you —— Could it be that I can’t?”