Husband Xie An

Lin Abao, who has always cheated his father, cheated his mother, cheated his friends, finally cheated himself, and started a hard-working career of calligraphy practice every day. Lin Zunwen, who watched his son practice calligraphy with a sad face every day, was secretly happy, discussed with Mrs. Ji, and finally I plan to have a chat with Xie An.

This day Mrs. Ji personally sent Lin Abao to the Taixue, Xie An counted the time and came to visit.

Lin Zunwen stood near the door, bowing his hands in salute: "Thank you, the intermediary supervisor."

Xie An replied: "Book of Lin Zhong."

"Please." Lin Zunwen raised his hand to signal.

"Please." Xie An slightly raised his hand and stepped across the steps.

Lin Zunwen led the way, walked more and more sideways, and said with a smile: "No wonder Xie Zhongjian. The previous study room was given to my family's A Bao to paint. The light over there is good and does not hurt the eyes. The study room I am using now is converted from an empty wing room. Yes, I feel wronged and thank the intermediary supervisor.”

"Lin Zhongshu treats his son very kindly, and Anshi respects him. If Lin Zhongshu doesn't mind, call the official Anshi." Xie An's attitude was modest and well-mannered. Lin Zunwen glanced at him and smiled lightly.

"Then follow An Shi's words. Please." Entering the study, a servant brought green tea.Xie An took it with both hands and put it on the low table next to him, without moving his eyes from side to side, his waist straightened, and his extremely handsome expression was just right, too frivolous for too much, and cold for the lack of it, making people talk to him like Lin Qingfeng, secretly praised This is the style of a gentleman.

Lin Zunwen put his hands on his legs and circled each other with his thumb fingers, looked down slightly to thank Anshi, overturned the draft in his heart, and asked bluntly, "Is it because of Anshi's envoy that Abao entered the Imperial Academy?"

Such a straightforward question made Xie An slightly startled, and then he restrained his expression and nodded: "Yes, not all of them."

This reflects the breadth and depth of Chinese.Answering "yes" is suspected of being domineering; answering "no" is a complete lie, and "yes, not all" is completely paving the way for the following words, and it must be well laid out, well laid out, and laid out without any traces. It is a good idea to make the questioner unable to bear to continue to ask.

Sure enough, Lin Zunwen continued to ask: "How do you say?"

"Xiao Langjun's talent is amazing, his talent is outstanding, and the head of the Taixue Mountain also has a heart of love for talents. An Shi just recommends one or two." Seemingly ordinary words have a strong logic of thought.Make sure that Lin Abao is talented first, and then make sure that the head of the Taixue Mountain has a heart of love for talents. With the first two, his recommendation is insignificant.Conversely, if Lin Abao had no talent, it would be useless for the head of Taixue Mountain to love talent, and his recommendation would be even more superfluous.

In front of Mount Tai in the future, Xie An secretly praised Lin Abao again and again!Extra points?uncertain.But how can Lin Zunwen accuse him of intervening too much?Can't.

Fortunately, Lin Zunwen didn't mean to be held accountable, and asked with a smile: "During the time I was serving as the secretary of the Central Committee, it was An Shi who managed to make the government order so smooth?"

Xie An did not deny it, and said: "Although Lin Zhongshu's decree is cumbersome, everyone in Jiankang City has benefited since it was implemented. There were no casualties during the rainy season in Nancheng, and the loss of money was negligible. This kind of government decree benefiting the people is exactly what Jiankang lacks. Everyone with a discerning eye knows it. Therefore, what An Shi did was just to adjust some minor problems, which is nothing compared to Lin Zhongshu's hard work."

If it weren't for Lin Abao's incident, Lin Zunwen would probably be flattered by the praise. I was sober because I was so proud of my son. "Then I stayed in Jiankang to serve as Zhongshuling, is it also due to Anshi's work?"

Xie An was silent, and immediately got up and bowed his hands to admit his mistake: "This matter is indeed An Shi's fault, Lin Zhongshu forgives the crime."

The quick and easy admission made it difficult for Lin Zunwen to answer the rest of the question, and he felt suffocated, so he couldn't help but stabbed: "What's wrong with An Shi? Lin jumped two ranks from a mere prefect, and served as Zhongshu Ling, if this kind of glory does not have the merits of Anshi, I am afraid that it will be difficult to touch it in a lifetime. It should be Xie Anshi from Lin."

"If Lin Zhongshu is like this, Anshi is really guilty." Xie An let Lin Zunwenli go, and said solemnly: "Of course. Anshi does not regret it. This is the construction of Kangcheng, the people's luck."

Within two months of his tenure, Lin Zunwen solved the disaster of the rainy season in Nancheng, and left several decrees to form a virtuous circle. Not surprisingly, Nancheng no longer has to worry about flooding, directly benefiting tens of thousands of people!Moreover, in addition to floods in previous years, there were also a series of disasters caused by floods. Seeing those who heard the sad news shed tears, they were once abandoned by the court.

In addition, there are other cumbersome government orders, such as cleaning the streets, the time of night incense, the time and place regulations for people outside the city to sell in the city, the time for horse-drawn carriages in the city, the order of horse-drawn carriages when there is a traffic jam, etc. Hit a certain person, but the matter is not the person.

Xie An did not deny that he had worked hard to implement these smoothly, but it was far less than expected. It can be seen that most people also agreed.

Having said that, Lin Zunwen couldn't hold on to this point, and said humbly, "An Shi's absurd praise, Lin is ashamed and dare not take it. In his position, he is trying to do something, but if he does his best. It was An Shi who put a lot of thought into this, but the others didn't know the slightest bit, and Lin admired him for not wanting anything in return."

"Compared to Lin Zhongshu, An Shi feels inferior."

It is also a kind of skill to be able to see stitches and stitches without showing any traces.But Xie An didn't come here on purpose to praise people today.Standing up and standing with his fingertips crossed over his forehead, he saluted solemnly: "An Shi has been familiar with the books of sages since he was a child. He is strict with himself, generous with others, and takes it as his duty to establish the people's livelihood and secure the destiny. However, I would like to express my gratitude to Mr. Xiaolang." It's not what a gentleman did, An Shi was also distressed, but he didn't know where it started, and it went deeper and deeper, I hope Uncle Lin will make it happen!"

Lin Zunwen who shouted "Uncle Lin Shi" was really in a complicated mood.Standing up to help Xie An, Lin Zunwen sighed and said, "It's not that Lin doesn't want Ah Bao to form a bond with An Shi, it's because he has too many worries. An Shi will be the head of the Xie family in the future, but Ah Bao is not very smart as the master. How to convince the public? Besides, Anshi's talent is known all over the world, and with Ah Bao, how can he block the mouths of the world? You need to know that gossip is the most hurtful thing, and Lin can't guarantee that Ah Bao can handle it. "

"Uncle Lin." Xie An said solemnly: "A Bao's talent is rare in the world, and there is no other in the world. An Shi is just one of those who read the books of ancient sages and sages, and picked up the wisdom of others. Throughout history, he can be found everywhere. It is a false name. However, Ah Bao Those who create painting techniques, are superb, and are superbly crafted, are the people who are truly famous through the ages. It is really An Shi's selfish intention to desecrate the bright moon in the sky."

Bright moon in the sky?who?Po?Are we talking about two people?Lin Zunwen's face froze, and he couldn't dismantle his son's stage no matter what, he pondered and said: "A Bao has talent, but talent can't be eaten as food."

"An Shi is not talented, and I would like to devote all my strength to protect Mr. Xiao Lang throughout his life."

Xie An is the future Patriarch of the Xie Clan, and his full strength is equivalent to the power of the Xie Clan.Thinking of this, Lin Zunwen's face was quite moved, and he nodded: "If this is the case, Lin will thank you first."

For the first time, both sides are quite satisfied. Xie An is satisfied that Taishan does not object in the future, and Lin Zunwen is satisfied with this promise.Mrs. Ji, who had sent Lin Abao back, was already mentally prepared. Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were tinged with uncertainty, but her eyes were staring straight at Lin Zunwen.

"Master agrees to form a bond with Abao, is it for Abao's good or Lin's good?"

"Ma'am." Lin Zunwen's eyes darkened, he raised his hands in salute, and said again: "No matter how I explain it, as a beneficiary, I have no position to defend. Ma'am. It doesn't matter whether Ah Bao is the 'Su Shihui' mentioned by the Buddhists, but, In this world, we cannot be alone. How many years can we protect Abao? How can there be no eggs under the whole nest?"

Mrs. Ji's eyes were red, and she choked with sobs and said, "I'm just a housewife. I don't know anything about 'you can't be alone in this world', and I don't know anything about 'how can there be eggs in a nest'. I only know that Po is a son. , is my youngest son who was born through a hard pregnancy! I was weak and sickly, sick and sick, and was even pulled back from the ghost gate. What kind of Buddhist "Sushihui", what kind of shit is alone, who cares?! I only want my son to live a long life and have no worries about food and clothing !"

It was the first time that the couple quarreled so fiercely that both the housekeeper and the governing mother were silent. Everyone hoped that Mr. Xiao would come back to persuade him, but when Mr. Lin Abao, who chuckled lightly and asked for warmth, didn't feel anything wrong, but instead wondered why the servants all walked with their necks shrunk.

Butler: "..." It's hard to say.

Director's mother: "..." It's a long story.

Ju Hua smiled softly: "Mr. Xiao Lang, are you hungry? There is fresh sour plum soup in the small kitchen."

"Drinking sour plum soup won't make you hungrier?" Lin Abao felt that there was something wrong with his big maid?

Ju Hua smiled lightly: "It just goes well with the new cakes."

The housekeeper and the director's mother: "..." The big maid is the big maid, and it's time to pay the salary.

The salary hasn't risen yet, and the rewards come first come.In the evening, Lin Zunwen was kicked out of the room, and turned into Lin Abao's yard on the way to the study.Ping An, who was about to turn off the lamp, was taken aback, rubbed his eyes in astonishment: "Master, master?" He trembled in shock when he saw the figure clearly, and hurriedly raised the lamp over.

Lin Zunwen stepped up the steps following the faint light, and looked into the room with his head: "Is Mr. Xiao Lang asleep?"

Pingan held the lamp and replied respectfully: "Sleep. I haven't slept for a long time. I watched my homework for a while before going to bed."

"Why do you read your homework before going to bed? It hurts your eyes, why didn't you persuade him?" Lin Zunwen frowned, remembering that the most important thing to do when painting is to pay attention to your eyes. What if you hurt your eyes?

"My servant persuaded me, Mr. Xiaolang said that he would only watch it for a while, and he was afraid that Mr. Ming would forget about it when he asked about it tomorrow." Ping An held the lamp and said in a low voice. When he heard the voice, he was about to bring out the wash Lin Abao used before going to bed. Juhua put down the washbasin, and turned on another lamp.Carefully protecting the light, he bowed his knees to meet the ceremony.

Lin Zunwen waved his hand as a gesture of courtesy, stepped into the house, and Ping An carefully followed him with a paper lantern. With the help of the faint light, Lin Abao's sleeping face was faintly visible.Lin Zunwen sat by the bed, touched the quilt, and asked Juhua in a low voice, "Why are you still covered with such a thick quilt at this time of year?"

Juhua replied in a low voice: "Mr. Xiaolang has a weak spleen and stomach, and he would have some diarrhea the next day if he didn't cover the quilt. Don't worry, master, the quilt looks thick, and the inside is just a layer of ice silk, so it's cool to fit."

Hearing this, Lin Zunwen touched Lin Abao's hand outside, and felt relieved when he found that it was indeed only warm.Afraid of waking people up, Lin Zunwen motioned to go outside, Ping An held a lamp to shine on the road, Ju Hua protected the light, Lin Zunwen closed the door in a low voice, and then said to the two of them: "You have taken good care of Mr. Xiaolang, come tomorrow The accountant received two rewards, just say what I said."

Ping An and Ju Hua looked at each other, and whispered back: "Yes. Thank you, Master."

The next day, Lin Abao woke up and knew from Ping'an that his father had come, but Lin Zunwen had already gone to court at that time, so he curiously asked Mrs. Ji at the breakfast table: "Mother, what did father come to my room last night? At that time, I fell asleep and gave money to Pingan and Juhua."

Mrs. Ji, who served Lin Abao with porridge, was startled, and then smiled: "It probably depends on whether you have kicked the quilt. By the way, the paintings left in Mother's hands before, Mother has already rewarded enough, you take time to send them to Xie Anshi Then."

"Oh. Thank you, Ma'am."

Mrs. Ji choked, this habit of thanking you casually can actually be changed.

The author has something to say: Brothers Lin Lang and Lin Shuo: I don’t want to talk.

Xie An: An Shi is very happy.