The young general and the prince, who was to be married off, fell in love at first sight!

Chapter 241 Extra (5) Daily Mischief 06

For a full two weeks, under Lin Shihe's suspicious gaze, Lin Shiming, who used to cause trouble every few days, actually did exactly as he said, diligently completing his studies and serving tea and water to Lin Shihe.

Lin Shihe found it hard to believe, and felt a chill run down his spine.

He lived in constant fear, but eventually couldn't resist taking his younger brother to the ancestral hall to find out if his little brat had been possessed.

Before the ancestral tablets, Lin Shihe carefully performed divination three times, and all three divinations indicated that the person was perfectly normal in all aspects.

How can this be?

Lin Shihe glanced at the divination results, then at his younger brother who stood tall and full of confidence, and for the first time, he wondered if he hadn't mastered the Taoist arts properly.

"How about we go to Buddha Mountain again after a couple of days of rest?"

Lin Shihe was still not quite convinced. How could this little brat really be so well-behaved?

This is not reasonable.

Lin Shihe looked his younger brother up and down. "Do you remember who took you into the army camp the first time?"

"Brother, what do you mean?" Lin Shiming, who had been tested again, finally couldn't hold back anymore. "You'd rather believe in Buddhism than your own brother now, is that it? I'm going to tell on you! I'm going to ask Mother to punish you with the ruler too!"

Go against Tiangang!

"Say it again?" Lin Shihe, his face dark, reluctantly gave his younger brother a tap on the back of the head. "Think carefully about who is the person you can live with every day."

Lin Shiming immediately lowered his head, realizing the situation, "The first person to take me into the military camp was of course my dearest brother! My brother is so good to me, it's only right that I be filial to him."

Lin Shihe smiled and patted Lin Shiming's head with satisfaction.

The two brothers exchanged a smile, each with their own thoughts.

*

These dreamlike, peaceful days continued until one morning two months later.

In the woodshed of Jingming Courtyard, Lin Shiming, who hadn't slept all night, had huge dark circles under his eyes and was grinning mischievously while holding a ball of dark powder in his hands.

It's finally done. All that humbly pretending and acting subservient for so long has finally come to an end. It's time for him to turn the tables and become the master.

Today, with a deafening roar, I, Lin Shiming, will be etched into history!

In the future, history books will write that the second young master of the Lin family was exceptionally talented and brilliant, and that he developed a world-changing invention at the young age of five.

This will be the beginning of my journey to the pinnacle of life, and this is the kind of treatment I, the chosen one, should receive!

Lin Shiming looked up at the sky and laughed loudly.

He smugly filled the bottle with the powder in his hand, then turned to wash his hands, preparing to give his dear brother a huge surprise before breakfast.

With success in sight, Lin Shiming even hummed a song happily. He leisurely washed his hands, then returned to the main room to change into the new clothes he had carefully selected over ten days according to the aesthetics of modern period dramas, to witness and commemorate his moment of rise.

Dark red outlines the edges of the dark fabric, and subtle patterns that shimmer in the sunlight are woven into every corner of the robe.

Lin Shiming looked at himself in the bronze mirror with a smug grin. Not bad, understated yet luxurious, calm yet reserved. In short, it was perfect (and flamboyant).

Having changed his clothes and tied his hair back, the newly dressed Second Young Master Lin strode into the woodshed with his peculiar, square gait, and casually picked up a bottle from the table—

Wait, where's my bottle?

On the cluttered table, the white porcelain that was originally placed in the center has disappeared.

Lin Shiming, who was feeling smug, panicked and frantically searched the table. In just a few moments, drafts were scattered everywhere, various utensils were thrown all over the place in his haste, and some porcelain pieces were even broken.

Lin Shiming examined each bottle one by one, repeatedly muttering "No," "It's not here," "Where did it go?"...

What should he do? The more Lin Shiming searched, the colder his heart grew. If this got out, it would definitely cause a huge uproar. At that point, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences with just a simple excuse like "to oppose his brother."

Lin Shiming was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his newly changed clothes became disheveled in the chaos.

"Are you looking for this?"

Suddenly, a pair of slender hands appeared before Lin Shiming. Upon closer inspection, the milky-white porcelain bottle that had just disappeared was being held in those hands.

Lin Shiming's eyes widened instantly, and he was so excited he almost jumped up. "Yes, yes, yes! That's it! I lost it—"

The sound stopped suddenly.

An eerie silence fell over the woodshed.

"Ah,"

A soft laugh came from beside Lin Shiming, making him feel a chill run down his spine.

"Your brother helped you find your things, aren't you going to turn around and thank me? Shi Ming."

*

study.

Caught red-handed, Lin Shiming knelt on the ground in utter despair.

In front of him, Lin Shihe was casually sitting in a chair, playing with a porcelain bottle in his hand. When he got interested, he gently removed the stopper and carefully examined the contents of the bottle in the sunlight coming through the window.

"Is this the gunpowder you secretly made after being well-behaved for so long?"

Lin Shiming looked dejected. "Brother, you even know my name?"

"Of course I know." Lin Shihe put the cork back in, then looked down at his younger brother, who was radiating a resentful aura, with a half-smile. "I know where you go every time you go out, what you buy, and how you bribed the guards not to tell me."

As he spoke, Lin Shihe put down the porcelain bottle in his hand and leaned forward to get closer to Lin Shiming.

“I have read every single word of what you wrote in your manuscripts.”

Lin Shihe gently stroked his younger brother's fluffy head, but what he said made Lin Shiming's heart tremble.

"Shi Ming, who gave you the confidence to think you can fool me, the powerful heir, in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion?"

Lin Shihe already knew what was going on from the very first time Lin Shiming made his move. He'd been tolerating him for so long simply to lure in a bigger fish.

The big fish, foolishly caught, struggled in its death throes, "...Perhaps, maybe, perhaps, this is a gift I'm giving to my brother?"

"Gift!"

Lin Shihe slammed his hand on the table, his tone suddenly dropping, "What a wonderful gift! Are you planning to bribe me too, so I won't keep you in solitary confinement anymore?"

"Lin Shiming, do you really think I can't figure out the little things you're thinking?"

*

Lin Shiming never wanted to do things that were merely a stopgap measure.

Opposing his elder brother is only a temporary solution. If Lin Shihe is to be completely persuaded to give up using methods such as "solitary confinement" and "punishment by copying" to discipline him, then he must realize that such methods will only produce more serious consequences and embolden him.

Therefore, Lin Shiming's long-standing pretense was all a prelude to lower Lin Shihe's guard before launching a major attack. He wanted Lin Shihe to understand that if he were left idle in solitary confinement, he would inevitably come up with some new ideas, and their power would be considerable.

Unexpectedly, before he could even blow up the woodshed and demonstrate his destructive power, his plan failed, and he was caught red-handed by Lin Shihe, who was prepared.

The plan has fallen apart again, and this time I'm probably in for another big disaster.