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Jiangnan has a vast territory, bounded by Jiangcheng, most of the northern part is still the country of Wu, and the southern part of Yue County is occupied by Lin Zhen.

After the situation temporarily stabilized, Lin Zhen spent one night drawing a map of Jiangnan and hanging it on the wall of the study.

Lin Xin and Lin Zhen stood side by side in front of the map.

Lin Xin put his hands behind his back and looked at the territory in front of him.Lin Zhen stood beside him and told him in a low voice.

"Three hundred years ago, it took eight years for Wu Guo to destroy me. This time, I am sure that it will be within five years."

Lin Xin listened carefully to what he said, and praised with a smile: "Well done."

Lin Zhen smiled humbly: "Thanks to Xianjun."

"It's not thanks to me, it's your own credit." Lin Xin clasped his hands, stopped looking at the map, turned and left.Lin Zhen followed and asked with concern: "Is Xianjun's body still fully recovered?"

Lin Xin shook his head, and then comforted him: "It doesn't matter, it will be fine after a while."

Lin Zhen didn't know that he had temporarily become a mortal, but only thought that his skills had declined.

Lin Xin thought for a while, and added: "It was because I was slack and didn't concentrate on my cultivation, so I couldn't recover. It has nothing to do with other things."

Without further questioning, Lin Zhen asked again: "Does Xianjun want to stay for the New Year?"

"This year's situation is special, so I don't need to trouble you." Lin Xin replied, "I won't stay any longer. I'll leave after two days. You don't need to take special care of me. I'm just here to have a look."

"That's good." Lin Zhen nodded, "The army is in chaos, I'm afraid it will collide with the fairy king."

"What is this nonsense?"

Today's weather is good, the sky is clear and bright, the shadow of the eaves falls on the ground in front of the porch, extending straight out.

Lin Xin stepped over the threshold and heard the children playing outside the wall. He seemed to be moved, and sighed: "I didn't help much. The peace and happiness are all brought back by the frontline soldiers."

"Without Xianjun, the descendants of Yue Kingdom would have disappeared a year ago."

Lin Xin didn't speak, but stood still in front of the corridor.

"This is the former Governor's Mansion of Yue County, and the scenery is not bad." Lin Zhen said again, "We in Zhenshui Village have always had the custom of offering sacrifices to immortals on New Year's Day. Grandpa has seen a few places in the mansion and is going to vacate Come out and temporarily build the Xianjun Temple."

"There's no rush on this matter. It won't be too late when everything is in order."

"Grandpa always said that Xianjun is very good, and the merits of Xianjun cannot be broken."

Lin Xin laughed: "Then I'll talk to him later."

"Okay, trouble Xianjun."

Gu Yuan and Xiao Que'er were waiting for him outside, Lin Xin was about to leave, but suddenly he heard Lin Zhen say: "Xianjun, all this time, you only have people in your eyes and heart?"

His tone was calm, just as if stating the facts, without any other meaning.

Lin Xin turned around after hearing the words: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"That is to say, in Xianjun's heart, there is no country and no king?"

"If you want to talk about the people of Yue State in the past and the people of Wu State now, I have it in my heart. If you want to talk about the king and father of the country, I really don't have it in my heart." Lin Xin thought for a while, "I was taken as a prisoner in Wu back then, and today I am disturbing the way of heaven. , what I do has nothing to do with the king and father of the country."

He continued: "In the past, your grandfather also asked me if I had thought about restoring the country. I answered frankly that I hadn't. The whole of Jiangnan is like this, and it is of no benefit to the people, but to use the corpses of the people to build a new dynasty, I really never thought about it."

"I still remember, when you were very young, I told you in the Xianjun Temple, I don't want you to live to restore the country. You said at that time that you want to rescue all the people in the world." Lin Xin folded his hands and looked up at the eaves "The people in Zhenshui Village are special. They are all survivors of the Yue Kingdom. They may very much want to return to the country, but what kind of feelings can the people in Jiangnan outside Zhenshui Village have for their homeland? Maybe they have even forgotten what the Yue Kingdom is."

"I am the patron saint of Zhenshui Village, but the people of Zhenshui Village are common people, and the people of Wu State are also common people. The people don't want to restore their country, they just want to live a peaceful life. To be a patron saint, either sit on the clouds and don't care about world affairs ; If you want to manage, you can't be partial."

Lin Zhen's eyes were clear: "What the Xianjun said is that the Xianjun understands righteousness."

Talking too much, Lin Xin pursed the corners of his lips, and finally said: "I watched you grow up, and I know you quite well, you are not such a superficial person. I also warned Xu Ke before, he I didn’t listen, you were right to raise troops. I have no shame in this matter, and I also understand that you raised troops not to restore the country, but to seek peace for the world. , you will never raise an army."

Lin Zhen replied: "Yes."

After a while, Lin Zhen explained: "President Wu called us the remnants of the subjugation of the country, and the people of Yue County always thought that my banner was to restore the country, so... Lin Zhen was confused for a while."

"Even if other people can't see clearly, you only think that you are here to restore the country, but you should know it in your heart." Lin Xin patted his arm, "Reviving the country will not last long, the country of Yue has already perished, and a new dynasty should be established. Better than Vietnam."

"Yes."

Lin Xin smiled gratifiedly, and walked away.

Gu Yuan and Xiao Que'er were waiting for him outside.

Xiao Que'er stepped forward and hugged his hand: "Xianjun is so slow, are you discussing a big plan?"

"No, just chatting for a while."

While talking, a little girl holding a food box ran out from the corner of the opposite corridor.

She probably waited there for quite a while, then ran straight to Lin Zhen: "Hi, General Lin, this is a dessert made by our lady herself. The general has worked hard, and I will give it to the general..."

Lin Zhen's face remained unchanged: "No need, please send it back."

Originally, she came only after listening to the order. If the food box was not sent out, it would be difficult for her to deal with business.

The little girl still wanted to talk, but Lin Zhen said again: "Go back and tell your lady that the study is an important place, so don't come here again. Losing the secret is not her responsibility."

After sending the little girl away, he raised his eyes, and Xiao Que'er had already gone away with Lin Xin.

Xiao Que'er smiled and explained to Lin Xin: "I don't know, 'Sister Ah Zhen' is very popular now. If he walks around the city, I don't know how many people will throw flowers or purses for him."

Lin Xin asked curiously, "Then he doesn't like anything?"

"No, he said that the world is uncertain, and he has no intention of marrying a wife. He doesn't like any of them."

Lin Zhen followed and walked behind him.

I only heard Xiao Que'er say: "But if he really doesn't like it, I have a solution."

"Ok?"

"Get him a wife, and cut off the thoughts of everyone in the city."

Lin Xin asked with a smile: "Do you want to find a wife for him?"

"I can't do it, but he can do it himself." Xiao Que'er raised his head, "Didn't he pretend to be a girl before? Putting on a skirt and pretending to be his wife is not too difficult."

Xiao Que'er suddenly remembered something: "Xian Jun, he really pretended to be a girl a few months ago."

"A few months ago, he led a dozen people outside, and was bumped into by Wu's army. A soldier narrowly escaped death, and when the news came back, Grandpa and I were terrified. Then the next morning— —”

He tried his best to hold back his laughter: "The next day, before dawn, Lin Zhen combed her hair and came back wearing a blue dress. She also rubbed rouge and oiled her hair."

Lin Zhen raised her hand, wanting to pat his head to tell him to stop talking.

Xiao Queer gushed: "His appearance is absolutely stunning, I mean he is very beautiful. He ran back all night and lay on the bed too tired to speak. I wiped his face, his rouge, red I was so dizzy. Later I asked him how he escaped, and he said—”

"He said that the Wu** team saw that he was skilled in applying rouge, and they didn't suspect him at all, they only thought he was born strong."

Lin Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped him on the back of the head with her hand.

"Why?" Xiao Que'er turned around.

Lin Zhen stared at him.

Xiao Que'er turned her head and complained: "Xian Jun, Lin Zhen stared at me!"

Xianjun looks at the nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He doesn't care about the world.

He looked up and saw Lin Zhen's grandfather.

The old man was passing by with a cane.

Xiao Que'er yelled again: "Grandpa, Lin Zhen hit me!"

The old man turned his head: "You hit him too."

The old man stepped forward, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Lin Xin for a while before recognizing him.

"Xianjun, why have you become smaller?"

Lin Xin had an idea: "Return to youth."

"It's just right for Xianjun to come. I'm preparing to rebuild the Xianjun Temple. If Xianjun is free, come and have a look with me?"

"I don't use the Xianjun Temple, and I don't need to spend things here." Lin Xin supported the old man, and turned the topic, "It's winter again, how are you old?"

"Okay." The old man patted the back of his hand, "I can still live until the day when the country is restored, and watch Xianjun be the protector of the entire Jiangnan."

Lin Xin didn't refute, just smiled and pushed over.

Lin Zhen was busy with work, so she was quickly called back by the official, and Xiao Que'er accompanied him there.

Lin Xin helped the old man walk around the county guard's mansion, the old man was in a good mood and talked with him all the way.

Gu Yuan followed Lin Xin and didn't talk much, but when the old man mistook him for Lin Xin's fairy friend, he replied: "It's his fiancé."

So the old man changed places with Lin Xin silently, standing between them.

Xianjun is still young, even three hundred years old, anyway, he doesn't think so.

After leaving the Sheriff's Mansion, a little drug boy in a turban, with a dozen or so scrolls in his arms, trotted back from the outside.

When they passed by them, they couldn't hold it steadily, a scroll fell to the ground, and the scroll rolled and stopped at Lin Xin's feet.

Lin Xin bent down, trying to help him pick up the scroll, and inadvertently met the slender eyes of the man with the king's crown on it.

He had never seen this person before, but he recognized the small characters beside the painting.

Lin Xin felt bored and couldn't breathe.

As if returning to the eve of the subjugation of the country 300 years ago, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River made him breathless.

Gu Yuan noticed that something was wrong with him, stepped forward to support him, took off his glazed mirror, rubbed the center of his eyebrows for him, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

The old man's eyes were cloudy and he couldn't see who it was, so he asked the little drug boy, "Who is this? Whose portrait are you holding in your hand?"

The little Yaotong didn't recognize him, but said: "To rebuild the Immortal Monarch Temple, my lord ordered me not to forget the origin, and asked me to collect portraits of the ancestors of several generations of Yue, so that I could enshrine them in the temple. The one that fell out belonged to Emperor Ling. I’m still in a rush to go back to work, please pick it up for me, thank you.”

No wonder, no wonder.

Emperor Ling was the father of Emperor Min Lin Xin.

The old man gripped his cane tightly.Lin Xin was pushed to the throne by him, left a mess, and escaped with his courtiers.

No wonder Lin Xin was happy when he saw his portrait.

Holding the crutches, the old man slammed on the ground and scolded angrily: "Who told you to do this? Who said that their portraits will be hung in the Xianjun Temple?"

Lin Xin couldn't see the emptiness around him, as if he had returned to the Yue Kingdom many years ago.

When his father raised his hand, he pushed him into ten years of suffering.

Lin Xin opened his eyes blankly.

Gu Yuan hugged him and patted his head: "It's all right."