Accumulate Wealth in Life

Luan Feng Laiyi (1)

pain!

Extremely painful!

It hurts all over!

The tip of the nose was filled with a strong medicinal smell, with a hint of blood. I can't open my eyes, but my ears can hear. The wind is howling, and the ghosts cry and the wolf howls are nothing but the same. But it doesn't seem so big or cold when it blows on the face.

She thought that she must be in a poorly airtight room now.

Except for the wind, there was no other movement in this 'house'.

It took a long time before she felt that a rough hand was placed on her forehead. The hands are not big, not even the hands of a grown woman. It was a pair of hands that were smaller and smaller than a woman's.

Then, the person approaching should be a minor. Age to be determined! Gender to be determined!

However, the owner of these hands should not be of high birth, otherwise the hands would not be so rough. The family situation is not good, otherwise the house will not leak air everywhere.

She tried to use her other senses to get more information. I smelled it hard with my nose, and it seemed that there was still a smell of mutton on this person, which was not very good.

Before she could analyze it further, she listened to this person.

Her voice was a little hoarse, but she could still hear the voice of a young girl. She said, "Master, Your Highness seems to be awake."

etc!

She said 'Your Highness'!

This title overturns all the previous inferences.

But it made him even more suspicious. What kind of 'His Royal Highness' fell into this situation?

A voice said in a low voice: "No! As long as I wake up tomorrow, I will be blessed by the Buddha."

Lin Shu frowned suspiciously. When he clearly felt himself approaching just now, His Highness's nose seemed to move.

Lin Yutong tried to slow down his breathing as much as possible, put down all the guesses in his mind, and let go of his own brain, wanting to see what the original body was like.

But as long as I recall it, my mind seems to explode, and I can't remember anything.

The head must have been badly injured.

Can't remember, can't even think about it, this is bad for Lin Yutong... but it's not a very important matter.

If you don't know, then try to find a way to know, and if you don't understand, try to find a way to understand.

That's all.

Without more thinking, the body won't allow her to think. Drowsiness and tiredness surged up, and he fell asleep uncontrollably.

I woke up again, I don't know when.

It doesn't mean much to her when.

This time, her eyes could be opened. The light is a little dim, and the 'roof' is like a green felt, spliced ​​piece by piece. It seems that for some years, the gaps in the splicing have wind through. With hindsight, she discovered that this was not a house at all, but a tent.

When he moved his fingers, he felt the touch of the blanket, which should be the fur of some kind of animal.

"Your Highness, you are awake." It was the little girl who spoke last night. I couldn't see her facial features clearly, but I could only see that her hair was a little greasy and frizzy, with a few braids hanging down casually. The fur on the body is gray, because it is so dirty that it has a layer of gray-black shiny and dirty. However, the exposed cuffs can be seen wearing cotton cloth, which is relatively clean.

Her heart was relieved. It can be seen from the texture of the cotton cloth. Civilization is not low. Such craftsmanship is comparable to that of fine cotton in the Ming Dynasty.

Lin Yutong nodded slightly, the girl immediately reached out and picked up the silver bowl from the plate on the ground, and scooped the water with a silver spoon: "You drink."

His Highness, who was so impoverished, drank water from a silver bowl and a silver spoon.

It shouldn't be because His Highness's 'shelf' cannot fall.

The only possibility is to be afraid of being poisoned!

Even eating and drinking must be guarded, how important is this identity!

Lin Yutong opened his mouth to drink, and after a few sips, he shook his head. The taste of this water is really not flattering. The stinky smell was like the water that boiled out of the pot that had just stewed the mutton before it was cleaned.

It always feels more uncomfortable than drinking water from a pot.

The girl seemed a little worried, "I'm going to find the master..."

She got up and ran away, only then did Lin Yutong realize that she was kneeling just now.

So he reached out and touched his body, and there was a couch lying on the knee of an adult. The ground that collapsed the entire tent was covered with felt blankets, and on the edge of the bonfire in the middle of the tent was a circle of fur. I think there are often people sitting there.

At this time, there were silver picks hanging from the bonfire, which smelled of rice porridge.

She didn't know if there was anything under the couch, maybe it was. Otherwise, this tent is too simple. Because apart from these, there is really nothing else.

To be called Your Highness, this should be a princess.

Princess in distress? When was a princess so important?

She raised her arm with difficulty and touched her body. Then she frowned slightly, and her chest was wrapped in cotton cloth, but she was sure that her chest was not hurt. To make sure, she touched her lower body, making sure that she was a woman.

The most serious injury should be in the head, and the scapula was injured by sharp objects. Judging from the raised arm, there should be many whiplash wounds on his body.

But does this require a breast wrap?

There was a mess in my head, and I couldn't make up my mind.

He secretly took the wound medicine from the space and ate it, and then he heard footsteps coming from outside, not one, but the sound of three or five people stepping on the snow, creaking.

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and the wind and snow were brought in.

The first to come was a woman in a red cloak. She put down the cap of her cloak and came closer, only then did Lin Yutong see her face clearly.

Bright as peaches and plums, cold as frost.

She asked, "Can you die?"

If it wasn't for her burning eyes, the trace of anxiety and worry she showed, she would have thought that the enemy had come to her door.

She replied: "For the time being, I have to live."

There was a flash of surprise in the other party's eyes, and he disappeared in an instant. There was a bit of disgust in his tone, but he said this: "If you have to live, take all the medicine... If you want to die, don't die in front of my eyes... I will consider sending you back to China... But I remind you... you Such a proton grandson still has some value in Beikang. But if you go back...how will you stand on your feet as a 'grand grandson'?" Then he chuckled, "However, who told you that you like to court death. You just don't know where death is. Bei Kang and death in Jingguo, which would be more comfortable. When you die, remember to tell me in your dream!"

As soon as the voice fell, the person went out in an instant.

Who still came in, Lin Yutong didn't pay attention. Two words were rolling in her heart - proton and grandson.

If there is no misunderstanding, he should be the grandson of the proton sent to Beikang by the Jingguo.

The information on this body shows that she needs to hide the identity of the woman.

Then, it's easy to come to the conclusion that my grandson is fake!

But if he is not Taisun, who can he be?

Just thinking about it, a deep voice said: "Don't blame Her Royal Highness for speaking badly. She is also for Her Highness's good."

your Highness?

That woman just now was Her Royal Highness!

The proton is the proton of the Yasukuni, and the grandson is the grandson of the Jingguo, so this princess should be the princess of the Jingguo.

The 'Grandson' in front of him is obviously not yet an adult.

But this princess should be between 20 and 30 years old.

Does it mean that this princess is a generation behind Taisun.

If this is the case, this princess should be the aunt of the 'Tai Sun'.

The aunt's voice was vicious, but her concern for the 'Tai Sun' was not fake. If her identity had nothing to do with Taisun, or had nothing to do with her, would she still care so much?

Caring about the life and death of a chess piece is different from caring about relatives.

So can it be inferred that even if he is not Taisun in his current identity, he is also a person who is closely related to Taisun.

But what is this relationship?

Who is willing to replace their grandson with their own child?

If you had planned to find a substitute for a long time, then who was not looking for, why should you find a girl to replace it?

Unless it was very hasty! Unexpectedly, I had to do this.

After thinking about it, there was another low cough. Only then did Lin Yutong turn his head. The person in front of him was an old man with messy hair but no beard. He stretched out his dry hand to help her diagnose the pulse.

This is the person who was made the master by the little girl last night.

The little girl ran out just now and said 'call me master' instead of 'call me master'. Look at the person's relatively comfortable state in front of him. Instead of kneeling down, he took his own pulse while sitting on the rug.

She tried to say: "...Master..." In front of the master, she made a particularly ambiguous sound, like a moan or a word that was not clearly bitten.

If this is also his own master, there is nothing wrong with calling him a master.

If it was just the little girl's master, it would be that he didn't read a certain surname of "Master A" clearly.

Of course, the other party didn't know what she was thinking, so she only made a 'um', and then suddenly opened her eyes as if she had reacted: "Your Highness, it's better not to call the old slave a master... I have already said this to Your Highness... "

That is not wrong.

Lin Yutong lowered his eyelids: "No outsiders..."

"His Royal Highness remember the old slave's words, ... the matter of returning to the country... can't be in a hurry, it can't be in a hurry, it's a blessing or a disaster, it's hard to predict... and... there are as many people who don't want to ask His Highness to go back, as many people want to ask His Highness to go back. ..." His voice became low: "The news came from last month that His Royal Highness's body is a little out of order... The palace where Fengming Garden of the East Palace lives... The 'niece' of the concubine's concubine, it is said that it is strange again. Illness...I'm afraid that the crown princess is also sighing in the night...But, you almost encountered an accident..."

Lin Yutong raised his hand to cover his head: "Master... What you said... How come I remember some, some don't..."

It can be seen from the teacher's words that his feelings for the original body are not fake. From the analysis of what he said, she knew that there was some complexity behind this matter. If you want to find the answer bit by bit by yourself, it is better to ask him directly.

Seeing him frown, he got up and gently supported her head with his hands, ripped open her hair with his fingers, and then took a deep breath: "It's an old slave, **** it... I didn't find out in time..."

He was busy prescribing medicine, busy calling the little girl to grab the medicine and decoct it.

Then he sat next to her, "It's okay to forget, I'll remember it later..."

After drinking the medicine, people are a little dizzy. Before going to bed, she also considered the possibility of giving herself acupuncture.

"Master, Your Highness is asleep." Lin Shu whispered.

Lin Houzhi stepped forward and checked again, "Take care of it. Don't be sloppy in the slightest."

"Yes!" Lin Shu lowered his head, "His Royal Highness's head..."

"Don't worry!" Lin Houzhi looked at the person lying on the couch, with a trace of pity on his face, "I don't know anything... well, at least I won't do anything more. Now, His Highness, don't do anything. , is the most correct way. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Lin Shu hurriedly asked.

Lin Houzhi didn't answer, "I'm going to return the order to Her Royal Highness the Princess, you and Lin Liang will guard."

Lin Lang stood outside the tent and watched the master leave. He didn't lift the curtain, but said to Lin Shu who was inside: "Sleep at ease, I'm outside."

When he woke up again, Lin Yutong felt much more relaxed. However, she has carefully identified the medicine every time, and the master did not do more treatment for the injury on the head.

Doubt arose in her heart, along with vigilance.

Now, she doesn't even dare to trust the girl who is guarding her. Every time she waited until midnight, when Lin Shu fell asleep, she got up, raised her arms carefully, and gave herself acupuncture.

After three days of acupuncture and moxibustion, something seemed to come to my mind.

As long as I can remember, this grandson was on this grassland. Before the age of eight, he had only been out of the tent very few times. And every time I go out, I only move within a hundred paces around the tent.

It is said that protons are weak.

The real reason is that this grandson, who is the hostage, has a gender problem.

When children are young and ignorant, they don't know how to keep secrets. The best way to keep a secret, then, is to isolate yourself from the crowd.

The three people she has come into contact with the most are the eunuchs Lin Houzhi and Lin Shu and Lin Liang.

What is Lin Houzhi's background? He has no memory. But from what he taught, he was very familiar with the Dajing court. A collection of classics and history in my stomach. He also acts as the teacher of the 'Grandson'.

Lin Shu and Lin Lang are one year younger than Taisun. These three people are all surnamed Lin, the surname given by the Princess Changning, the princess who was close to her.

Lin is the surname of the country.

The mothers of Lin Shu and Lin Lang were the maids Xi Le and Ankang beside Princess Changning. Even Princess Changning was the concubine of Maodu Khan first, and later married Bilan Khan. Not to mention the two palace maids. When the Khan was pleased, he rewarded his servants with pleasure. The two were so humiliated that they almost committed suicide.

Princess Changning sent the two away and only took care of the grandson. You don't know you're pregnant until your belly gets bigger.

Abortion pills, Princess Changning herself always kept. But if this medicine goes down, can adults still save their lives? There are not many caring people, and they can't stand a little damage, so they say: "Let's be born. When you are born, you will be the people of our Yasukuni."

Because of the blood of Bei Kang, he was given the name of forgiveness and forgiveness.

And who is this "grandson"?

It was like a movie scene in my mind. Princess Changning was standing on the open grassland in bright red clothes, and standing beside her was the 'Tai Sun' in an outdated robe and wide sleeves.

She said: "… In the ten years of Xuanping, Beikang soldiers overwhelmed the territory. In two months, the three prefectures of Liangzhou, Yunzhou, and Ganzhou fell one after another. There was a severe drought in the south of the Yangtze River, and the people were in chaos... The father and the emperor were addicted to women's sex. ...haven't gone to court for half a year...your father, my eldest brother, is the prince of the dynasty, he knelt down for three days, just to see the saint...but he didn't want that **** Hua Yingxue..." She didn't say much to Hua Yingxue, After jumping over, he continued: "In the great summer, I knelt for three days and three nights, and in the morning of the fourth day, a storm came down with hail... The heat met the cold... I was seriously ill... Your mother was a crown princess, and she was pregnant at that time. , overworked, the next pair of twins were born early. The older one was male, followed by a female. On the day of the third wash, Beikang's envoy arrived... On the day of the full moon, Jingguo's first-line princess, I received the order, and pro-Beijing Kang... At that time, Beikang's Maodu Khan was already forty-five... The day of the 100th day of the two children was the day when I should leave... For some reason, Beikang was willing to return Yunzhou to Ganzhou, but only if he brought Go with the proton... The father emperor only has three princes, your father and the second prince who are with my mother. The third prince was born to the favored Concubine Li before. In that year, the third prince was only six years old. He was also suffering from acne, and I was afraid that he would die on the way. Unfortunately, my good brother, the second prince, went to Huangjue Temple to pray for the father and the mother again. How can I interrupt the fasting and blessing? Who is going to be the proton? Could it be the prince of a country? Of course Beikang thought so. But how could the courtiers be willing? I don't know whose push, the father thought of a pair of children in the East Palace. So they were named respectively. Lin Yuwu, Lin Yutong. Lin Yuwu is the grandson of the emperor, and Lin Yutong is the master of Yongan County. The will is issued immediately, and the grandson will be taken away immediately after receiving the order. It was only one hundred days when you were sent to my arms. The guard of honor has left the palace. , you cried. Your nurse was holding you and trembling all over, I could see the clue. I unwrapped the swaddling clothes and found out... The child that was personally delivered to me by your mother, the Crown Princess, was not the grandson, but Yongan County. host."

"The county master! The county master!"

The shouting made the girl in Chinese dress under the glazed lamp put down the book in her hand, raised her head and frowned, "What's wrong with frizz?"

The little girl pouted: "The princess, the niece has gone to the Fengming Academy again. It's not me who said that the niece treats the cousin better than the county lord."

Madam Xin, who was holding a jade cup, scolded, "Palm mouth! I don't know the importance of things! If you provoke the mother-daughter relationship between the empress and the county master, you should be pulled out and killed!"

The little girl knelt down with a puff: "Damn this slave!"

"Okay!" The girl in Chinese clothes called the princess gently shook the sleeves of Xinmao: "Mother and concubine are the ones who don't want to fight and kill, so stop talking like this." Then she ordered the little girl. Girl, "Bring my cloak, I'll go see my cousin."

The small Fengming Garden is brightly lit.

There were heavy curtains in the bedroom, and on the couch was a slender figure. The white-bearded Luoshen doctor frowned and checked the pulse, then shook his head: "The pulse is strong, and there are no symptoms."

Crown Princess Chen Shi slowly closed her eyes, leaned down and asked the young man lying down, "Son, where is the pain, tell the imperial doctor."

The boy opened his eyes, revealing a weak and shallow smile, "The whole body is like being whipped..." After speaking, he raised his hand to cover his left shoulder blade with difficulty, "It's like being penetrated by a cluster of arrows..." Then he covered his head, "Having a splitting headache... Life is better than death..."

But the boy's body was as white as jade, and he had never seen any scars. How could it be whipping? The position of the scapula was intact, and there was no trace of scars.

Chen Shi asked Mammy Su who was serving, "Can you hit your head?"

Mammy Su shook her head: "The old slave is watching. How could it be? Don't dare to hurt His Highness in the slightest!"

The teenager pursed his lips: "Mother, I have been dreaming, I have been dreaming of her. She always said, I am her, she is me... According to the news, she only walked out of the tent when she was eight years old, and my strange disease has also been around since eight years old. It started at the age of 20...inexplicable pain...Mother, you should ask someone to inquire...see what happened to her..."

Chen's tears suddenly fell.

She turned her back, but did not dare to let him hear the choked voice: "Mother knows... Mother knows... It would be good to ask the genius doctor to prescribe you a pain reliever..."

"No!" The boy shook his head, "She suffered on my behalf, I was in pain, but I felt at ease..."

Chen shi still wants to speak, but there is a report from outside: "Niangniang, Yongan County Master is here."

The corner of the boy's mouth showed a somewhat mocking smile, which disappeared in an instant.

Chen Shi pursed her lips, and a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes: "Why is she here?" She instructed Mammy Chen, who followed closely behind, "I'll check it tomorrow, and I'll send all the talkative people to me."

With that said, he hurried out of the bedroom. A young girl in a pale yellow palace dress stood in the hall. She took two steps forward to greet her, and then said, "Mother, I heard that my cousin is sick again, my daughter will come and see..."

Chen shi's eyes are so dazed, if Tong'er is here, it should be like this.

The girl always felt that her mother was looking at another person through her. A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she shouted again: "Mother..."

"Tong'er..." After speaking, she was stunned for a moment, looking at the eyebrows of the girl in front of her, the smile at the corner of her mouth faded by two points, "It's Roujia."

The girl pressed the doubts in her heart, but she always had a smile on her face: "Yes! It's Roujia."

The grandfather named himself Lin Yutong, and the title was Yongan.

But my mother never called herself 'Tong'er', nor 'Yong'an', only the small character 'Roujia'.

If it weren't for the fact that she was the royal county owner, she would really doubt that the 'Tong'er' in her mother's mouth was two of her own.

"Don't come to Fengming Garden in the future." Chen shi solemnly explained to Xinmao who came with the girl, "You are an old man, you should know the severity." As she spoke, she seemed to feel a little heavier, and said: "Miss The family is delicate, it's cold, and it's midnight..."

Madam Xin bowed her head.

Rou Jia smiled softly and slowly stepped back.

Back at Jinghuayuan, Nanny Xin said, "Don't worry about the county lord. Empress is also afraid that you will get cold. Besides, it's enough for the filial piety girl to do her best..."

"Mommy!" Rou Jia raised her head, "Mother, she never likes to be close to me..."

"The county master should be considerate." Madam Xin hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness Taisun is far away in Beikang. You and His Highness are twins, and they look very similar... When the empress sees you, she will inevitably think of your highness... "

"Understood." It was these words that went upside down.

Probably, maybe, that's it.

I can't help but laugh at myself, but I have taken care of an orphan girl from the Chen family who has defected by two points, and I feel more worried, but it's not right!

"It's just an orphan of the Chen family..." In Fengming Garden, the young man lying on the bed reluctantly sat up, leaning on the pillow, his eyes were a little sharper, "There are quite a few..."

Liu Yun passed the medicine bowl over: "Master, you don't have to worry about this..."

"Isn't it hurting God?" The young man didn't take the medicine bowl, but shook his head: "She is the county owner... If one day Yongan comes back, why will he live in peace?"

Liu Yun held the medicine bowl and didn't move: Yes! She had to repay the grandson's seat. But where is the seat that should belong to her? The dove occupies the magpie's nest, and everyone regards the dove as a magpie, so what is the point of the magpie? The real county master is a magpie, and his master is not a magpie. The same is the magpie who was invaded by the nest.

The young man seemed to understand Liu Yun's silence, and laughed at himself: "It can be considered a kind of injury."

The master and servant were talking, and they seemed to hear a commotion from a distance.

Liu Yun put down the medicine bowl in his hand and went out. After a while, he turned around and came back: "Master, rest. There is no major matter! It's from the Taishifu, please ask Luo Shenyi."

"Oh?" The boy's eyes lit up: "Is Yin Bofang sick? Or..."

Liu Yun shook his head: "It's said that the young master of the Yin family was injured by an assassin. It's a bit dangerous."

The young man laughed: "Yin Bofang is an old man." His mood suddenly improved, "Go to sleep! There is a good show tomorrow. I don't know how many people are happy to tell you tonight."

"Want to see this old man's joke?" Uncle Fang with white hair and white beard laughed like a fairy, "A group of quack doctors said that the old man's grandson is dead, but the old man just doesn't believe in this fate..." He took Luo Shenyi, "Divine Doctor Let's see, the old man's grandson is in serious trouble..."

"Although the trauma is serious, my life... I should be fine after using my medicine." Luo Shenyi frowned, his face as expressionless as ever, "I just don't know why I didn't wake up..."

Uncle Yin's color suddenly changed: "Could it be poisoning?"

Not like ah!

Uncle Yin's expression turned gloomy: "This old man knows how people outside look at this old man. But this old man doesn't care! With knives, spears, swords and halberds, he has the ability to come at this old man. The old man's grandson is pure and straightforward, not to mention harming others, even Not even an ant is willing to step on it..."

Luo Shenyi snorted lightly: "If it was you who was hurt, then I wouldn't be able to rescue you. But whoever told me to have some kind of friendship with Young Master Ling, I wouldn't care about his son... If you believe my diagnosis, that's all, if you don't believe it. , you can invite Gao Ming..."

"I believe it." The words were interrupted by the voice outside the door.

A young man in white with a fluttering robe walked in outside the door. It seems to be a banished immortal from the nine heavens and the earth. He saluted to Luo Shenyi: "The dog has Luo Luo Shenyi."

Luo Shenyi returned the ceremony, "Young Master Yu, be more polite!"

Yin Chengzhi has the reputation of the first son in the world, because he is like a beautiful jade, so he is called Jade son.

The same is salute, but his movements are more beautiful than others. A roomful of people looked at him and saluted him, straightened up and said to Uncle Yin, "Father, I'm back."

Uncle Yin snorted coldly: "Nie Zha, do you know how to come back? Look at Zhen'er..."

"Father!" Yin Chengzhi interrupted the other party's words: "Luo Shenyi said it was okay, so naturally it would be okay. Please all the imperial physicians return. My son will send Luo Shenyi out of the house."

Unexpectedly, Yin Bofang, whose face turned purple, said a retort, and everyone ran away.

Uncle Yin closed his eyes fiercely, put his hand on his grandson's forehead and patted it, and told the people who served him to be more careful.

The house was quiet again.

Only then did the boy on the bed open his eyes, his eyes were as dark as two pools of secluded springs, bottomless.

The grandfather of the world's number one treacherous official who has ruled the government for more than ten years, and the father of the world's number one beautiful man, Yoyo in the mountains and rivers. In addition to this Yin Town, the huge Taishi Mansion has only three masters. Excluding his father, who spends three hundred and sixty days a year, the resident population is only one old and one young.

A home that is extremely simple should also be a home that is extremely complicated.

The only thing fortunate was that he knew in his memory that the grandson of the dynasty, Lin Yuwu, was a proton in Beikang, and his name was Lin Yutong, the county master of Yong'an who was a compatriot with his mother.

Come to think of it, it should be Tongtong's.

The daughter of the crown prince, and the grandson of the traitor family, this match index is really scratching your head.

If I remember correctly, Luo Shenyi was invited back from the East Palace. Tongtong should have known that there was a man named Yinzhen here, and he was injured.

Will she find a chance to send a message?

Or, how can I send the message myself?

Do not! Rushing to spread the news can easily go wrong. This child named Yinzhen is a bright and innocent good boy. Not a little extra heart. This also led to the fact that none of the people around him belonged to him. Every move is in the sight of others, and it is impossible to move.

However, once the body is well maintained, it is time to thank him. If you go to the East Palace, you may have a chance, but not necessarily.

Fourth Master still has a target to look for. But Lin Yutong couldn't find any direction.

It wasn't until a month later, when her injuries were all good. She just heard a piece of news from Lin Houzhi: Yin Taishi was assassinated again, but the assassin killed the wrong person. Nearly killed the grandson of the Yin family. The Yin family also borrowed a genius doctor from the East Palace.

I didn't think about it before, but now when I hear the surname Yin again, I can't help but take it seriously, and I ask one more question: "What is the name of this grandson of the Yin family?"

Lin Houzhi hesitated for a moment: "I don't know much about the old slaves of the Yin family... I only know that it is rumored outside that the Yin family does not cultivate yin virtue, and they will cut off their descendants. In fact, the Yin family did die three grandchildren in a row before. Now this is the fourth one. It is said that it was approved by the eminent monk of Huangjue Temple, and it is also said that he will not survive the fifteenth... Before leaving the capital with Her Royal Highness, it seems that this grandson of the Yin family has just turned one year old... Now there are fourteen alright..."

Lin Yutong didn't ask much, his hesitation always made people think he was hiding something.

Lin Yutong didn't have time to think about what he was hiding.

Instead, I thought that if three died before, this one should be the fourth.

Inshiro?

Such a coincidence? !

She felt that she first had to determine whether this person was the fourth master. Knowing this, she had the direction to work hard. Don't bother to go back to Yasukuni, but in the end, the fourth master is sitting in other corners and nooks.

I don't know how much it will cost.

After Lin Houzhi checked the pulse and left, when Lin Shu brought in the rice porridge, the plate was not beef, but a plate of pickles.

This is not a common thing in Beikang.

She smiled: "Where did you get the pickles." Lin Shuke was happy, "Boss Shi is here."

Boss Shi is here, and Lin Houzhi has new news.

Does this mean that Boss Shi is the one who can deliver the message?

She stirred the rice porridge and smiled, "Boss Shi hasn't been here for a while."

"Yes." Lin Shu pushed the pickles forward: "It's been half a year. I'm still thinking about the heavy snow a few days ago. This year, Boss Shi was afraid that he was delayed on the road, but he didn't expect to come. Does Your Highness want to go to the market?"

Lin Yutong nodded: "I'm afraid the master won't let me."

Lin Shu giggled: "His Royal Highness asked the master to go to work, and can only come back at night..."

Lin Yutong then smiled: "After dinner, let's go together."

Lin Liang looked at the two disapprovingly: "If the princess asks, how will you explain it?"

"If you want to play the board, we'll have to wait until we're done shopping." Lin Shu smiled and put the crow blue cloak on Lin Yutong.

It's been a month since I came here, and I stepped out of the tent for the first time.

Looking out, the tents are connected one by one, stretching into the distance. The piece in the middle should be the king's account.

Her tent was not much different in appearance from those of the slaves around her. Everywhere was a sturdy man with a stench all over his body. Most of them were slaves.

She walked slowly step by step, and Lin Shu was very familiar with helping lead the way. On the open field, there were rows of carriages parked, which was the market.

The tents on both sides are next to each other. There are restaurants, pubs, blacksmiths, and artisans, and people come and go, but it is also lively.

Lin Yutong didn't squeeze in, but just watched those people trade.

It seems that this Boss Shi is a person who is particularly good at doing business. His cloths are all cut, one robe and one cloth. The medicines are all prescribed according to the prescription, which one is for cold and which one is for cough. The measurement standards of the two countries are different, and most people do not know how to calculate, let alone convert. So, this approach simplifies the transaction. Everyone will feel fair and not afraid of being deceived. Expensive or not, it's the seller's price. As long as the price is uniform and no one is more expensive than anyone else, this is fair in the eyes of most people.

Lin Shu pointed to the other side: "This is where the pariahs trade, and the good things are on the other side."

Lin Yutong didn't want to go there, there were brocade clothes and jade robes, brightly dressed. They are all nobles from Beikang. Her identity is plainly ridiculed. She has something to do and has no time to grind her teeth with others.

So I just said: "Forget it today, I'm a little tired, find a place to sit."

She seemed to point at random, "Just sit there."

Lin Shu's face turned red all of a sudden, "Your Highness... there..."

Lin Yutong raised his foot and left.

This is a row of very neat tents, with tables and chairs at the entrance, several men sitting on each table, and the bowls are full of spirits.

And the wine maid who served the wine all wore satin clothes.

It can be seen that they are all Han daughters, and they are the people of Jingguo.

Lin Yutong sat over, and the wine maid paused for a while, and looked at the woman leaning against the tent wearing a big red brocade butterfly love flower in embarrassment.

The woman smiled sarcastically, and walked over to her, "So it's your Royal Highness, your honored guest!"

Lin Yutong tightened the cloak: "You can't protect your own people, you deserve to be abused and ridiculed." She pointed to the stool next to her, "Sit. Speak."

The woman chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously: "Then thank you, Your Highness." She sat down Shi Shiran with a lot of style.

"You... the winery, the owner is Shi Wandou." Lin Yutong said with almost certainty.

The woman's expression suddenly changed: "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Lin Yutong looked at her: "Do you want to say it here?"

The woman gave a wink to a little girl standing beside her, and then raised her smile again: "Yo! It's very cold outside. Please come inside, Your Highness. As long as His Highness doesn't dislike our pickling."

She deliberately brought Lin Yutong into a tent.

In the tent, men and women were entangled together, and when they saw someone coming in, they didn't take it seriously, but instead laughed proudly.

Lin Yutong sat on the couch with a blank face. When the man left, the woman on the bed dressed shyly and went out. She motioned Lin Shu to go out: "Keep the door and don't disturb anyone..."

"Little girl Mei Niang asks His Highness for advice." Putting away the charming look, her eyes were a little bit more stern.

"Ha!" Lin Yutong laughed: "The caravan has been on the road for half a year, but these guys are very polite when they see the girls. Even seeing the barbarians bring the girls into the tent, they will show a bit of hatred."

Mei Niang chuckled lightly: "His Royal Highness has bright eyes. I just don't know how you feel when your people are reduced to such a situation?"

Lin Yutong looked at Mei Niang's eyes full of anger, and suddenly, she couldn't ask a word.

She was eager to find the fourth master, but to these people, she was His Royal Highness Taisun.

Even now, they believe that they are her people.

Lin Yutong stood up and walked away. When he reached the tent door, he stopped, turned his head and said, "Tell Shi Wandou to take you back. What you are doing is too dangerous."

What they exchanged for their bodies was not money, but news.

Those who can be invited into the tent are all those who lead the horses and fall by the side of the nobles. A sentence or two of unintentional words were heard by them, and they were exchanged for a spring night.

But who is an idiot?

Sooner or later it will be understood.

Mei Niang was stunned for a moment: "Go back? Is what Your Highness said lightly? I am a good woman from Liangzhou, my husband is gentle, and my child is well-behaved. But when I wake up, the world is turned upside down. My child and I were killed. My child saw his father die tragically. He was frightened and had a fever, and there was nowhere to treat him. He died! I was kidnapped to Beikang, and I wanted to die. But I was unwilling! I was unwilling!

"Shut up!" A scolding came from outside, followed by the curtain being lifted.

A slender man with two short beards walked in and knelt down in front of Lin Yutong: "His Royal Highness atonement! Caomin's servants are ignorant of etiquette and talk nonsense..."

"Shi Wandou?" Lin Yutong called out his name.

"It's the grass people." Shi Wandou bowed his head, but his heart turned back and forth a few times.

This great grandson is somewhat different from the legendary great grandson.

It is said that he is frail, taciturn, and cowardly, but now, it doesn't look like him at all.

The little boy, his face was pale, with a somewhat abnormal flush on his face. I heard that he was injured, and he looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness. But he has a straight posture and a high-spirited temperament.

He didn't dare to underestimate him, he was extremely respectful.

Lin Yutong walked around him and went out: "Get up. I'm just... just walking around."

Lin Shu stood at the door, at a loss, and regretted being distracted by the delicate goods, and asked others to break in.

Lin Yutong glanced at Lin Shu more, this girl, it's okay to wait in the room. Outside, it's not very smart.

I wanted to just go back and forget it, but I didn't want the shouting from behind, "Where is Taisun going?"

Lin Shu reminded: "His Royal Highness, the Lord of Baoyin County."

The princess of Baoyin, the daughter of Qingge, the second prince of Beikang.

This second prince was born of a slave girl, and was able to stand out because of his bravery. His wife was the direct daughter of Qi Wei, a descendant of Liangzhou. Therefore, Baoyin speaks fluent Central Plains dialect, because he has three-quarters of the Central Plains blood, but he does not look like a barbarian at all.

She also has an older brother, Mu Ren, who has a gentle personality.

These are the two people who can be called friends around the original body.

Of course, in the eyes of others, they are friends. But in the heart of the original owner, there was no grudge against this pair of brothers and sisters.

As far as Bei Kang is concerned, their grandfather Qi Wei is a surrendered minister. But in Yasukuni, Qi Wei was a traitor.

With such an identity, how can they be friends?

Lin Yutong stood down and nodded to the two of them: "Come out and walk around, I didn't expect to meet the two of you."

Baoyin blushed: "I wanted to see you. But my grandma... I'm sorry."

Lin Yutong shook his head, nothing to mind: "The two of you can turn around at will, I won't accompany you..."

Mu Ren grabbed Lin Yutong and said, "Grandson, I have to tell you something."

Lin Yutong turned to look at Shi Wandou, who came out to see him off. He immediately instructed Mei Niang on the side, and then came over: "Please sit inside, Your Highness."

When Baoyin saw the place, she stomped her feet, "You are not good people, so I won't go. It smells like a fox."

Run away directly.

Mu Ren showed a doting smile: "My sister has no status, so please don't blame your Highness."

Lin Yutong said nothing, only said, "Please come inside."

After sitting down, Shi Wandou wanted to avoid going out. Lin Yutong waved his hand: "No, just sit while you sit. It's okay to listen."

Mu Ren glanced at Shi Wandou more, then met Lin Yutong's eyes: "I know, you may not really regard me as a friend. But...it was the hunting ground I took you to...you were injured this time, almost...have my responsibility. Yes. Since I have the responsibility, I will not run away. After the incident, I specifically checked it out... That arrow cluster belongs to Arslen. That's right... He didn't dare to kill you! Therefore, it will never cause you fatal injuries. But it is said that you are injured, your horse should take you back to the camp, but something happened in the middle. You were brought to the top of Yunshan Mountain by horse, and both people and horses rolled down from the top of the mountain... The horse has a good road. , why go to Yunshan, which has never been before? Did it run up by itself, or was it led up by someone?"

Arslen is the third son of the eldest prince, Bagan, and is very much favored by Bagan. Now Mu Ren said that the culprit was not Lars Leng.

Lin Yutong squinted: "Who do you suspect?"

Mu Ren glanced at Shi Wandou and said bluntly in the end: "The envoy of the Yasukuni will come to Korea in July and leave at the end of August. However, it is still stationed near Yunshan at the end of September. Although it is separated from us by the entire Yunshan, if If we go over the mountain, the distance is really not that far. It is said that the envoy Shangguan is ill and is training in place." So coincidentally, Taisun had an accident. It's not hard to guess who is the hand behind the scenes!

After speaking, he stood up directly, "Farewell!"

"Wait!" Lin Yutong said with a smile on his face, "Thank you for your trouble. But... Brother Mu thought too much. As you said, being injured by an arrow cluster is not fatal. I wouldn't be that bad. My sanity is clear, and I can handle a horse. Therefore, there is no possibility that someone will deliberately lead the horse to the top of the mountain and throw me down. As for the envoy Shangguan, it is hard to heal! A misunderstanding... just!"

Mu Ren glanced at Lin Yutong's face and smiled softly: "His Royal Highness Taisun is really impressive, since you think it's not... then it's really not. Farewell!"

Lin Yutong got up to say goodbye, turned around and looked at Shi Wandou with his head lowered, "What do you think, Boss Shi?"

Shi Wandou cupped his hands: "What the grandson says is what. Caomin won't talk nonsense."

Talking to smart people saves energy!

No matter whether the people of the Yasukuni want their own lives, they cannot admit it in Beikang.

If this matter is admitted, it will put the matter of the internal struggle in Jinggong before the eyes of the Beikang people.

Therefore, even without the arrow from Arslan, Bei Kang would have to be killed. Even if you see Yasukuni's assassin, you can only grit your teeth and keep it in your heart.

Lin Yutong nodded to Shi Wandou, turned to leave, took two steps, thought about it, and then stopped: "Boss Shi, can I ask an insignificant question."

Shi Wandou was stunned for a moment: "Caomin is your subject, so there is no reason for you not to answer."

"You must have heard about the Yin Taishi, right?" she asked.

"I've heard of it. Not much!" Shi Wandou said.

"I heard that he has only one grandson now, and he was assassinated, is there any such thing?" Lin Yutong stared at Shi Wandou and asked casually.

"Yes." Shi Wandou's shoulders loosened.

"What's this called... This guy's life is tough enough." After speaking, he asked as if remembering something, "What's his name."

"If you go back to His Highness, it's called Yinzhen." Shi Wandou didn't pay much attention, "It was the name given by the eminent monk of Huangjue Temple."

Is it really called Yinzhen?

This is really good news!