LOT – Chapter 207 Lin Mo Gets Drafted While Eating Melon

Luckily, the escorts had given all the bad guys a full set of prison clothes; otherwise, he really would’ve had to walk over in just his underwear.

Lin Mo didn’t even dare imagine what that memorial smelled like now. She couldn’t help admiring it a little as she said:【I finally understand why not everyone can be an emperor. First of all, an emperor needs a huge tolerance level, and incredible endurance—every kind of endurance.】

Bai Xiao agreed:【Exactly. Otherwise, getting nagged at by this minister and lectured by that minister every single day—if your mind isn’t broad enough, you’d keel over from anger. And memorials like that? Normal people couldn’t handle it.】

The Court of Judicial Review’s Vice Minister & Minister of Justice outside: “……”

Somehow, after hearing this, being emperor suddenly didn’t sound like a great career choice.

Before long, the Prefect of Mizhou came out. He had changed into his prison uniform earlier, but now he had swapped into something else—holding in his hand a memorial giving off… a certain smell.

“May I trouble the two lords to help me and deliver this to His Majesty?”

Seeing that sweat-soaked, odor-emitting memorial, both men’s expressions immediately screamed refusal.

The Minister of Justice nudged the Vice Minister:— You’re closer to him! You take it to the emperor!

The Vice Minister flatly refused:— Close is close, but not THAT close. You’re the Minister of Justice, YOU go!

The two of them were practically fist-fighting behind their backs, their hands moving so fast they blurred. Lin Mo and Bai Xiao stared as the two silently exchanged invisible-hand techniques behind them.

【Tsk tsk tsk, who would’ve thought these two had such deep martial arts skills? Look at that—residual shadows!】

Bai Xiao: 【I’m pretty sure they’re just trying not to take it.】

The two melon-eaters were having a great time. The three actual participants were dying of embarrassment.

The Prefect awkwardly rubbed his nose. Yes, the memorial smelled a bit strange, but everything written in it was very real and very important—matters the emperor had to read.

And in his current appearance he couldn’t go before the emperor anyway. Meeting the emperor required bathing, changing clothes, being properly dressed… one delay and he’d be even later.

“Will either of you gentlemen deliver it? The matters recorded are urgent—better that it reaches His Majesty quickly.”

The Vice Minister and Minister of Justice exchanged glances, nodded firmly… then casually turned their heads toward a random corner.

“Oh! Little Lord Lin, what are you doing here? When did you come?”

The Vice Minister walked over to a large decorative vase. Behind it, Lin Mo crouched, looking up with innocent eyes.

Ah! Discovered!

The Minister of Justice followed. “Little Lord Lin also knows the Prefect of Mizhou?”

Lin Mo looked at the prefect, then shook her head. “Nope. But I was watching the commotion outside and saw someone drag him in. I followed. He looks pretty upright, so I figured he wasn’t a criminal.”

Prefect of Mizhou: … Thank you… for the compliment?

The Vice Minister grinned, but the grin was extremely scheming.

“Little Lord Lin, you’re not busy right now, are you? We have something very important to ask your help with. The Prefect is here to report to the capital but ran into… complications along the way.”

“The memorial he’s carrying needs to be delivered to His Majesty urgently, but he obviously can’t meet the emperor like this. And you know how busy the Minister of Justice and I are—so many prisoners being processed lately—so we were hoping Little Lord Lin could help us deliver it.”

Lin Mo’s eyes widened, mouth hanging open. She was stunned.

— What? I came here just to eat melon (watch gossip), and somehow I ended up with a job?!

Bai Xiao was practically wheezing:【HAHAHA! You’re so unlucky! Neither of them wanted to deliver it, so they dumped it on you. Hurry and make up an excuse to refuse!】

【But honestly, good eyesight—they actually spotted you hiding there.】

Lin Mo glanced at the hem of her robe that was sticking out. If she’d known, she would’ve tucked herself further in.

Her eyes were full of refusal as she looked at the memorial, but the Vice Minister didn’t give her time to speak—he lunged forward, snatched the memorial from the Prefect, and stuffed it straight into her arms.

“Little Lord Lin, we’re counting on you! We’ll take Lord Yan to get changed. We have tons of work to do!”

Prefect Yan: … It’s just a memorial. Do you all have to push it around like this—and dump it on a kid?!

He’d heard of Little Lord Lin’s reputation, but had never seen her. Now seeing her in person—she really did resemble her father, and looked well-behaved, nothing like the rumors described.

Prefect Yan tried to say more, but the Minister of Justice slapped a hand over his mouth, locked his arm around his neck, and dragged him away.

— Enough talking! Giving it to this little troublemaker is fine!

— Better her than us! Things are safest in her hands!

Watching the three men disappear, Lin Mo mentally collapsed.

【Aaaaah! My hands are dirty! What IS this smell?! Daddy, come save me!】

Her spirit was breaking. She was already calling for her parents to rescue her.

Bai Xiao was honking with laughter:

【It’s fine, it’s fine. Wrap it up in something. You only touched it. The emperor will have to read it. And annotate it. Carefully. Line by line.】

【Feel better now?】

Lin Mo: 【Feel better my ass!! I only came to watch gossip! Why do I have to touch this thing?! Since I became an official, I haven’t even written one memorial myself!!】

She found a wooden board, placed the memorial on top, and carried the board with both hands as she walked toward the palace step by step.

She looked like life had lost all meaning.

At the palace gate, an eunuch came to escort her inside.

【AAAAAH! Your Majesty, save me! Can’t you come get it yourself?!】

【Why am I suffering like this?! I just came to eat melon! Why is this happening to me?!】

【Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!】

Her tragic wailing almost made the entire escorting staff crack up. The eunuch leading the way heard nothing but “Your Majesty” echoing in his ears.

Before Lin Mo even arrived, her voice arrived.

Emperor Xuande was dealing with paperwork when suddenly he heard someone repeatedly screaming “Your Majesty!”—a voice that sounded incredibly familiar.

The three princes, who were being forced to help him with government affairs: ??? Who is wailing so miserably? And why does it sound SO familiar?