Transmigrated as the Prince Regent's Cherished Runaway WifeChapter 27.2

Of all bad traits, licentiousness is the worst. (Part Two)

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Meng Huan was very determined.

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After eating, he asked a servant to lead the way to the nearest temple.

Actually, it was a half-joke, half-serious idea. Since Lin Bozhou was discussing business, he was bored and idle. Now that they were finally out of the compound, he planned to walk around. UDKfXu

Behind him were Lin Bozhou’s bodyguards, who said they were there for his safety, but Meng Huan did not bother to guess what they were actually planning.

In front of you is a fairly large temple. Lin Bozhou’s private farm is located in Gyeonggi. Although it is not in the prosperous inner city of the capital, it is also in the economic radiation area. There are a lot of people living there, and the temples built in the mountains are also very beautiful.

In front of them was a temple of considerable size. Lin Bozhou’s private country estate was located near the capital, and although it was not as bustling as the capital’s inner city, it was an economic center. There were a large number of ordinary people living in the vicinity, and the temple built in the mountains was also very beautiful.

Meng Huan admired the Bodhi trees, Buddhist monks, and tea houses of the temple. This cultural heritage, which could only be seen at tourist spots in the modern era, was as common as people’s basic needs in ancient times.

After entering the temple, Meng Huan bowed first to the Buddha.

“Bodhisattva, I have sinned.” Meng Huan tried to repent. “I have been bewitched by a man’s beauty. He is… absolutely too attractive. He is handsome, has a good figure, wonderful voice, and a good job. I’m not strong-minded, and things happened that shouldn’t have. I’m now very ashamed, and I’m asking the Bodhisattva to bless me with a way to cleanse my heart.”

The pain in his knees when he kneeled made him more convinced that it was necessary to come here.

As he murmured, a voice sounded behind him. “Benefactor, it’s getting late, and this humble temple will be closing its doors soon. Might I ask how long the benefactor will be staying?” hIz2Ap

It was a monk, wearing plain clothes, holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand.

It was a monk, dressed in plain clothes and with a scroll of scripture in his hand.

Meng Huan looked at the monk with wonder and asked, “Can I have a few scriptures?”

“Certainly, may the benefactor please follow me.” The monk was very kind to his guest and asked, “What scriptures has the benefactor been reading?” e1n7Pl

“None yet. I just started being inclined towards Buddha.”

They chatted and walked to the inner courtyard.

The monk recommended a few books, and Meng Huan immediately donated a tael of silver, and the monk immediately smiled; “The benefactor can come often on weekdays, discuss Buddhism with the poor monk, and talk about righteousness.”

The monk recommended several books. Meng Huan immediately donated a few silvers, to which the monk responded with a smile. “Benefactor is welcome to visit this temple often to discuss the way of Buddha and the meaning of the scriptures with this monk.” z0U578

“Hehehe, sure.”

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Meng Huan stopped in his tracks.

In his mind, the thoughts and memories of that night, as well as the incident in the carriage, flooded in an instant. Meng Huan looked at him, pursed his lips, and lowered his gaze.

Immediately, pleasant thoughts and memories of that night surged into his mind, as did the things in the carriage. Meng Huan looked at Xu Ruolin, closed his lips, and lowered his eyes.

Xu Ruolin showed a surprised look. “Lin Bozhou brought you along on his hunt?” nSI4tT

Meng Huan pursed his lips and said, “Come here. I have something to ask you.”

Xu Ruolin fluttered his fan and chuckled. His eyes met Lu Nanxing’s, clearly guessing what Meng Huan was about to ask. Lu Nanxing then said with a nervous look, “A-Huan.”

Meng Huan walked towards the back of a corridor with fewer visitors.

Xu Ruolin caught up, and sure enough, he heard Meng Huan ask, “Did you drug me at the restaurant that day?” siD50u

Meng Huan’s voice was calm, but he showed a rare annoyance on his face, glaring fiercely.

Xu Ruolin scratched his jaw as he pondered and said, “Young Master Meng, this matter is complicated to talk about. I don’t know if you’re willing to listen to my explanation.”

Meng Huan kept calm and thought that if this clown couldn’t give him a reason like that, his father would have died if he hadn’t drugged him—he was going to give this guy the beating of his life.

Xu Ruolin first sighed, looking as if he was having great difficulty. dMQAT0

Then, looking distressed, he said, “Young Master Meng, I heard the other day that you wanted to leave the compound to find your father, which I found to be an irrational act.”

“Oh?”

“Mr. Meng was talking about Lin Bozhou’s evil deeds, but we punished the most intrusive ones. It stands to reason that Mr. Meng finally sneaked into the palace. He should find a chance to take the life of this treacherous minister. But why is Mr. Meng only concerned about his own safety? And forget about this event that will go down in history?”

“When Young Master Meng first spoke of Lin Bozhou’s evil deeds, we were the ones with the most penetrating criticism. It’s reasonable to say that now that you’ve finally entered his compound, you should have found an opportunity to take that treacherous minister’s life. But why have you only cared about your own safety and forgotten about this important matter that will go down in history?” sF aSQ

Meng Huan, “……”

Great. 

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

A man with a silver tongue.

So after everything, he was forcibly taken into the compound as a concubine, but not only was this not worthy of sympathy, it ended up being an opportunity to assassinate Lin Bozhou? UP8veI

And since he didn’t proceed with the assassination, he was to blame and had to take on the guilt?

This reasoning was right in some sense, however…

It didn’t apply to people with double standards.

Meng Huan tilted his head and frowned. “Then why did you not kill Lin Bozhou on the spot when he appeared in the restaurant that day?” Ruw xd

Xu Ruolin’s expression changed slightly. “Young Master Meng, what are you saying—”

“Not only did you not scold him on the spot to show your integrity, but you were also very flattering. Then what right do you have to ask someone to assassinate you? You know that even if the assassination of Lin Bozhou succeeds, the assassin will definitely be chopped into pieces by the palace guards. He died on the spot, but you kept on instigating. You wanted Lin Bozhou to die, but you didn’t dare to do it yourself, you just wanted to transfer the danger to others and enjoy the benefits yourself.”

“Not only did you not show your moral integrity by insulting him on the spot, you displayed nothing but overt flattery. What right do you have to demand another to assassinate Lin Bozhou? You knew that even if someone assassinated him successfully, the assassin would be chopped into ground meat by the royal guards and die on the spot, but you still encouraged it. You want Lin Bozhou to die, but you dare not do it yourself. You just want to shift the danger to another person and enjoy the success without doing anything yourself.”

Meng Huan’s words were lofty and rang true. cvR4 b

He didn’t understand politics, but he knew fairness.

Xu Ruolian’s face morphed into one of anger. The words obviously got to him. “Young Master Meng, you do have a point, but all life can’t be of equal standing; each has a different value. Your life can be used, while mine can’t be sacrificed.”

Next to him, Lu Nanxing was having a hard time maintaining his expression. “Young Lord.”

Meng Huan didn’t understand this argument. “What do you mean?” Y0gc38

Xu Ruolin sneered, “You are just the son of the Senior Minister of Rites; what does it matter if you die? But I’m the Zhenguan marquis’s son, and if I want to achieve anything in my career, I need the skeletons of others to support me—and you will be the skeleton that holds me up. If you die, I will be the one to collect your corpse and give you a grand funeral, and I’ll even praise your reputation. But you aren’t dead; you’re just a stray dog out to save your own neck, fawning over the powerful even after your own father’s downfall!”

Meng Huan felt as if he had been splashed with a bucket of cold water.

Meng Huan froze in place, his heart beating wildly in his chest, and he gritted his teeth: “So, this is why you drugged me? It made me cut off the way out, and I have to hate Lin Bozhou, have to kill Lin Bozhou?”

Stunned in place, he clenched his teeth with his heart pounding wildly in his chest. “So, this is the reason why you drugged me? To leave me with no choice but to hate Lin Bozhou and kill him for revenge?” dhdyR4

Xu Ruolin scoffed. “I didn’t say that I was the one who drugged you. I don’t even know what drug you are talking about.”

Lu Nanxing’s face began to turn pale. If this matter were investigated, he would be the one to take the blame for Xu Ruolin.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Xu Ruolin was a young lord, and his father was a marquis. They were top-rank nobility, the highest rank that only a handful of royal relatives and outstanding ministers earned. Ordinary people could not hope to touch him. If the marquis personally asked for forgiveness, perhaps even Lin Bozhou would only be able to give a light punishment.

Meng Huan’s chest surged with heat and anger—a rage beyond words that made his mind buzz—and without much thought, he raised his hand. 7g10FD

Bang! He slammed his fist into the Young Lord’s face.

The makeup on Xu Ruolin’s face was knocked off a layer, and he was so embarrassed that he was furious: “Meng Huan, you are only the son of a fifth-rank official, how dare you do something to me!!!”

Xu Ruolin lost a layer of powder on his face from the impact. Looking like a mess, he roared, “Meng Huan, you are just the son of a lowly fifth-rank official. How dare you lay your hand on this Young Lord!!!”

He turned back and ordered, “Men! Beat him!” xYvupj

When the strong servants from the marquis’s compound who accompanied him on his outings heard his order, they pulled their sleeves back and charged forward.

Lu Nanxing warned with a pale face, “Young Lord, A-Huan is no longer just the son of a fifth-rank official, but someone belonging to Lin Bozhou!”

Heh, it seemed that they hadn’t heard about Meng Huan’s promotion to royal consort.

The men on the opposite side of the street came to beat Meng Huan. Faced with tall and powerful servants, Meng Huan was a little fearful, but behind him, Feng Zhi screamed loudly, “A fight! A fight is starting! Guards!” wdXaU6

Lin Bozhou’s royal guards, who were originally behind Meng Huan, rushed forward.

They were the Prince Regent’s royal guards. Equipped with swords, they scanned the burly servants behind Xu Ruolin with sharp eyes.

Meng Huan ran behind the royal guards and exploded in anger, “Beat him! Beat him for me!”

It is very common for slaves of their ancient young masters to beat people, but they usually weigh the opponent’s background before hitting. On Xu Ruolin’s side, the healthy servants were extremely arrogant: “Bold! Let’s see who dares to touch the young master!” jstzom

In ancient times, it was very common for servants to fight on behalf of their young masters, but they would usually weigh the standing of their opponent before fighting. On Xu Ruolin’s side, the guard servants were unusually arrogant. “How dare you! See if you dare hit our Young Lord!”

Meng Huan paused and asked the royal guards, “Can you beat them?”

One of the guards nodded. “The marquis rank is very high, so fighting isn’t recommended. But if the Royal Consort wants us to fight, we can do so because His Royal Highness’s standing is higher than the marquis.”

Meng Huan gritted his teeth. “Then fight!” 4baNvV

Late in the evening at the temple, two groups of people began to brawl with each other.

The abbot was badly frightened and, in a panic, tried to persuade them to stop, but once he heard it was the marquis and his Royal Highness, he got so scared that he passed out in a dead faint. Even the maids were nearly in the same boat, afraid to the point of fainting.

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Someone ran back, yelling, “This servant will inform His Royal Highness this instant.”

With the other servants entangled in the fight, it was hard for them to break away. Z284nO

Meng Huan watched for a while, but couldn’t hold back, rushed forward and grabbed Xu Ruolin’s hair, raised his hand and punched him hard in the face again.

After watching the fight for a while, Meng Huan couldn’t resist. He rushed up and grabbed Xu Ruolin’s hair. Then he raised his fist and punched the Young Lord in the face.

The author has something to say:

Lin Bozhou (calmly): Wait a moment; I will switch to my main account. YJdv B

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Hahaha, I don’t know why I am having a blast writing about people getting hit.