I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

Lin Jin was wondering how thick a book of local customs could be, but no one told her that the "thick" in a book was just a figment of her imagination. Fortunately, she didn't ask Song Shixia to get it.

"I'll borrow the first one and read it first. I'll return it to you after I finish it." Lin Jin decided to read each book one by one. If she took all the books back directly, she would just want to die and would not want to read them. "Thank you, sir."

How could he write so well? Did Song Shiqiu go out with an empty carriage and come back with a full carriage of books?

"It's just a book...but don't circulate it." Song Shiqiu didn't care much, but thinking of some other records in the book, he gave a reminder.

Lin Jin didn't understand why, but the book belonged to Song Shiqiu. Since Song Shiqiu didn't let others read it, then Song Shiqiu had his reasons. It was not good to lend other people's books without permission. "I understand, sir, don't worry."

Lin Jin was about to go back after borrowing the book, but Song Shiqiu stopped her: "Ajin, wait a moment."

"Hmm?" Lin Jin turned back in confusion, "My Lord, is there anything else?"

Song Shiqiu seemed to be hesitating about something and did not say the second half of the sentence for a long time. Lin Jin just stood there waiting obediently without urging him. After all, she had experienced too many times of confusion and she understood this feeling.

Song Shiqiu thought for a while, then stood up, took out a long brocade box from the antique shelf, walked up to Lin Jin, and handed the brocade box to her: "Keep this, and take it out if you need it in the future."

"What is this? Can I open it and take a look?" Lin Jin looked curiously at the box that looked expensive at first glance. After getting permission, she opened the box. Looking at the bright yellow imperial edict inside, she seemed to realize what this thing was, "This..."

Is this something she can own? I don’t know what’s written inside it.

"Can I take it out and have a look at it again?" Lin Jin was curious about what was written inside, and asked Song Shiqiu to let her take it out and use it when she needed it. She remembered that the golden medal of immunity from death did not look like this.

"Yeah." Song Shiqiu didn't know why he felt uneasy. He had originally planned to find an opportunity to give this thing to Lin Jin. Why would he feel uneasy after giving it to her?

Lin Jin had seen imperial edicts on TV and in museums in her life, but she had never touched one. She was so excited that she stuffed the book and the empty brocade box into Song Shiqiu's hands and said, "Sir, please help me hold it."

She unfolded the imperial edict carefully, with excitement in her eyes, but when she looked at the words on it, she felt something was wrong.

Marriage? What marriage? With whom?

Lin Jin hurriedly tried to find the second person's name, but couldn't find one. She looked at the abrupt blank space and was a little speechless: "This... what is this?"

She seemed to really know what it was.

"This is a blank imperial decree granting marriage. If you change your mind in the future, you can mention the other party's name on it. Once the imperial decree comes down, even I will not be able to disobey it." Song Shiqiu tightened his grip on the book.

He looked at Lin Jin who had no reaction and took a deep breath: "But there is one thing you must remember. Although this imperial edict is given to you, you cannot write it yourself. You can bring the imperial edict to me and I will write it for you. I can write for His Majesty, but you cannot do it yourself."

How Lin Jin describes her current feelings is that her mood is very complicated. You thought you were having a full banquet but ended up being served a boiled chicken, which was like chicken ribs. It is tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

"Sir, there are a few things that I don't understand. Could you please help me clear them up?" Lin Jin sighed and put away the imperial edict.

"You ask." Song Shiqiu watched her put the imperial edict back into the brocade box, his eyes moving slightly.

Lin Jin considered the words in his heart: "First, why did His Majesty grant me this imperial edict? I have no talent, no fame, and no merit. This imperial edict really makes me feel flattered."

Although Lin Jin did not want to get married, she also knew the importance of this imperial decree in this era.

"Secondly, what did this imperial decree cost you? If that's the case, it will make me unable to sleep or eat."

A blank imperial edict. How great an honor would it take for a king to make such a concession? Lin Jin didn't dare to imagine what Song Shiqiu had paid.

"Third, since you are willing to help Sister Xi, you are not a stubborn person. I still don't understand why you keep nagging about my marriage. You said that it is my parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, and you can't interfere. But in fact, you can interfere. As long as you say a word, I can rest assured. Why do you have to mention my marriage so many times?"

This is the most contradictory point that Lin Jin feels. Song Shiqiu is not pedantic. Logically, he would not regard a woman's marriage as the top priority. However, her marriage has been mentioned again and again by Song Shiqiu, and in Song Shiqiu's mouth, her marriage has become such an important matter.

Song Shiqiu was stumped by these three questions. He looked at Lin Jin and had to admit that she was indeed a sharp and discerning woman: "Indeed, you are not worthy of His Majesty to grant this imperial edict, but I didn't give anything either. If you want to thank someone, then thank your sister Shixia. Originally, this imperial edict should have been given to her, but she gave it to you."

Lin Jin held the brocade box in her hand. She didn't expect it to be like this and her nose felt sore for a moment.

Song Shixia knew Xi Lilong's ambition, so she didn't ask any questions and helped Xi Lilong silently. She also knew that she didn't want to get married, so she gave her the imperial edict that should have belonged to her. With this imperial edict, no one in this world could force her to get married.

"As for the third one..." Song Shiqiu was silent. He didn't know, and he couldn't figure it out himself, but he just felt that he should arrange the rest of Lin Jin's life. It seemed that he would feel more at ease this way. He always thought it was because of his sister, and he still felt so now.

But... Lin Liu herself never wanted to get married, so why is he urging her?

Lin Jin felt that the third one was not important, and her eyes flashed with tears: "My Lord, you don't have to say more. I remember and understand all the kindness you and Sister Shi Xia have shown me."

She felt like she was being a little hypocritical. She was always confirming over and over again, carefully looking for evidence that these two people were good to her. She was always worried that one day in the future they would hate her, and that what she had now was nothing but a pipe dream.

Those things that she might never get in her whole life if she relied on herself, Song Shiqiu and Song Shixia could bring them to her with just one sentence. She knew that the two of them were truly kind to her, but what if one day all these good things were gone? Could she still live so peacefully in this era?

But now she knows that it doesn't matter. No matter what happens in the future, the kindness of the two people to her is sincere. She herself is not sure whether she can be with a person forever, so how can she ask others to do so? Friendship is sometimes no different from love. As long as the candy given now is real, it is real.

Although Song Shiqiu's behavior is very contradictory, there is nothing wrong with it in this era. Although he is urging her to get married, it is different after all. Song Shiqiu's urging her to get married is based on the premise that she will really be happy and can live a stable life, and he also gives her enough respect which is rare in this era.

After all, there were only a few women in this era who could look at all kinds of men's paintings and choose from them like her, not to mention that those paintings were carefully selected. Not to mention this era, even in modern times, it is rare. She was already satisfied.

"But I cannot accept this imperial decree." Lin Jin reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and returned the brocade box to Song Shiqiu. "I have no intention of getting married. Even if we do get married, we must be in love with each other. This imperial decree is really useless to me. I don't want the person I will spend my life with in the future to be with because of this imperial decree."

"Ajin, you are still young and don't understand that love is hard to stop even though fate has passed, and that life has an end but thoughts are endless." Song Shiqiu didn't move, but silently withdrew his hand that wanted to wipe Lin Jin's tears.

It is not in accordance with etiquette, it is not in accordance with etiquette...

Lin Jin smiled: "Everything in the world has its destiny. There is nothing in the first place, so where can dust come from?"