Turn Han into God [Quick Transmigration]

Actually, even if Zheng Dang didn't think of a way to make Ling Ya stay, Ling Ya wouldn't leave in a short time.Without him, it is because Zheng Dang is still too young, and even people may get sick from traveling for a long time, let alone a fox that has just been weaned?

Although Zheng Dang didn't need to move his feet on the way...

It's still too early for the imperial examination to start, Ling Ya doesn't intend to take this risk.

After lunch, Zheng Dang gradually felt sleepy. For some reason, he was particularly prone to sleepiness in the past two days. He was obviously still thinking about this problem, but his eyes were already closed in a daze, and he squatted on the table with a little head little bit.Ling Ya heard Lingju's footsteps getting closer, so he put down his chopsticks, and carefully picked up a drowsy one.

Sensing the change of place, Zheng Dangxu glanced around, saw Ling Ya's familiar face, adjusted his posture and fell asleep again.

Not only Zheng Dang, Ling Ya also noticed that the little guy seemed to have slept a lot in recent days, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.Just now when they were eating, Lingju went to arrange accommodation, and it seems to have been taken care of by now.

After Ling Ju brought Ling Ya to the room, he quickly finished his lunch, and then rushed to Ling Ya's side to serve him without stopping.The young master is used to being served in the mansion, so he might not be used to being away from people around him.

Fu'an Inn is roughly composed of two parts, the front and back yards. In the middle of the two yards is a flat land, and a tall tree is planted in the center. At this time, the leaves have begun to turn yellow, and they will fall lightly when the wind blows. .

The front yard is used to entertain guests for dinner, and the back yard is used to accommodate overnight guests.Lingju hurriedly walked, brushed the fallen leaves off her shoulders with a wave, and stepped on the stairs to the second floor.

In the room, Ling Ya was reclining on the soft couch in a casual posture, holding a book in his hand and reading quietly, while the other hand was strangely placed on his abdomen, moving slowly, moving up and down.

Lingju's mind first had some unhealthy thoughts, and then he found a small bump on the young master's abdomen, with a furry fox's head sticking out.

The handkerchief covering the fox's body was also white, which was similar in color to Ling Ya's clothes, so Lingju didn't notice Zheng Dang's existence in the first place.

The slender hand kept rubbing his head, and Zheng Dang fell asleep soundly.

Lingju adjusted her slightly shortness of breath, and walked into the room with light steps, "Master."

Ling Ya frowned slightly, seeing that the fox in the lower abdomen was still sleeping very peacefully, "What's the matter?"

"I just received the news that the third young master was also ordered to be born a few days ago." Lingju lowered her voice, which was not loud at all, "Is this too much of a coincidence?" He moved, the young master just walked away, and the third young master followed suit, which was unusual no matter how you think about it.

"It's a coincidence."

A murderous intent suddenly burst out in Lingju's eyes, and he was completely different from the capable but honest book boy Zheng Dang saw.He remembered the ambush on the way to the imperial examination, if the third young master did it...

Ling Ya turned a page of the book, "Mr. Liu must have blown a lot of wind in my father's ears." His mother died early, and Liu was his father's successor, and gave birth to Ling Yan, the third son of the Ling family. That is, the relationship on the surface.

He is very clear about Liu's thoughts. The Ling family has a rich family business, and his father only has two legitimate sons, one is him, and the other is Ling Yan.The position of Patriarch of the Ling family has always been passed on to the legitimate son only, if he, the eldest son, is not in the way, then after a hundred years of his father, the Ling family will naturally be in Ling Yan's pocket.

It's a good idea, but it's a pity that Mrs. Liu didn't know, and told her father when she remarried that the Ling family would only belong to him.That is to say, her children had been deprived of the right of inheritance before Mrs. Liu entered the house.

Naturally, these secrets are not clear to the soul, so he expressed his thoughts with some worry, "The matter of the Dragon Inn..."

"No." Ling Ya shook his head, "Ling Yan is smarter than her mother, and can see her identity better. However, this matter should have something to do with Mrs. Liu."

Lingju frowned fiercely, no matter what, Mrs. Liu is the young master's elder, if there is no real evidence, it is not easy to expose her in front of the master. "Does the Longmen Inn need to send someone to set it up?"

Ling Ya was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "No need," he turned his eyes back to the contents of the book, turned over a page, "Go on." Lingju answered yes without any objection, and was about to step back.

"By the way, Mr. Ge's hermitage seems to be in Luoxing City?"

Lingju suddenly turned pale with shock.

Zheng Dang felt that he slept very comfortably this time, the room was quiet, and when he stood up from the prostrate position energetically, he felt something slipped from his back.He took a closer look and saw that it was a snow-white handkerchief.

Ling Ya was not there, Zheng Dang took a few steps on the soft couch with his short legs, the ground was still a bit high for him, but he had internal strength to protect his body, so he wouldn't get hurt if he jumped down.But he still remembered that Ling Ya had just told him when he jumped on the table at noon, if he found himself making dangerous moves this time, Ling Ya should nag again.

As a good partner who is considerate of his lover, he will not let Ling Ya worry about him, Zheng Dang thought with some annoyance.The system clearly felt that the host was in a very happy mood, which showed that Zheng Dang obviously liked the so-called nagging of his lover.

The system wiped the dog food off his face expressionlessly, feeling silently sad, the host doesn't love me anymore.

Not knowing where Ling Ya had gone, Zheng Dang was lying on the edge of the soft couch and staring at the ground in a daze, while his thoughts were diverging, Zheng Dang suddenly remembered that he seemed to have had a dream.It's just that in retrospect, he couldn't remember the plot of the dream, and there was nothing but an endless chaos.

This kind of situation has happened to him before, knowing that he had a dream, and the dream was quite thrilling, but he forgot everything when he opened his eyes, and he couldn't remember it.Because the situation this time was similar to the previous one, I couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a while. Just then Lingju pushed the door in. Zheng Dang was anxious to find Ling Ya, so he quickly put this dream behind him.

Zheng Dang sat in Lingju's hands upright like an uncle, went down the stairs, and turned a corner. Zheng Dang saw Ling Ya standing under the tree in the yard, holding a rolled-up book in his hand. Book, with hands behind his back, looking up at the tree in a daze.The side face looked extremely stern.Zheng Dang didn't like Ling Ya like this, and always felt that he was going to do something desperately.

"Squeak!" Ling Ya!Zheng Dang made a sound to show his sense of existence.

The person under the tree had a relaxed expression as if he had come to his senses. Looking sideways, he saw a smile at the corner of his mouth, tenderness at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, as if the person who had just condensed was just an illusion.

"It's the first time I've heard you call my name." Handing the book to Lingju, he took over the little fox who was unwilling to stay in Lingju's arms safely, and the round belly that had eaten at noon was already withered. down. "Now that we're awake, let's go."

Lingju followed her young master with her hands down, hypnotizing herself that she didn't hear the young master talking to herself, why didn't she know that the young master liked small animals so much before, this is already to the point of madness, right?Isn't it natural that animals can bark, but the young master thinks it's a fox talking to him. Although this fox does understand human nature, it can't be miraculous enough to communicate with people!

Thinking of the mission the young master entrusted to him, Lingju can only hope for tomorrow's trip.

Baiwei Pavilion is not far from Fu'an Inn, and there is only one street across. Although it is afternoon, there are many pedestrians on the street, and all kinds of hawking sounds are endless.Zheng Dang clutched Ling Ya's skirt tightly, his eyes scanning the surroundings like radar, looking for his favorite snacks.

Seeing a family of fried meatballs, Zheng Dang's eyes lit up immediately, but before he could yell out, Ling Ya, who saw through his thoughts, lowered his voice and rejected him, his voice was still gentle, but his tone was unquestionable. "Hey, I don't know how many times that oil has been fried, and it will cause stomach upset after eating it." Others may not be sure, but the little guy's delicate stomach must not be able to bear it.

Zheng Dang thought about it, so he had to give up regretfully. The smell of meat that kept seducing him from the tip of his nose made him swallow his saliva.At this time, Ling Ya said again, after asking someone to make it for him to eat, Zheng Dang soon became happy again.

Can't eat meatballs, Zheng Dang filtered out the category of fried food, and not long after, a red thing bumped into his eyes.The round fruit is strung on a bamboo stick, and the red peel is more vivid and crystal clear under the sugar coating.

After being a human being for so long, Zheng Dang has never eaten candied haws.This time Ling Ya did not object, and ordered Lingju to buy a bunch, but here comes the problem, as a fox, eating candied haws and sticking his teeth is not a problem, the key is what to do with the fur?

Zheng Dang had an expression on his face that wanted to die but couldn't die, especially when Ling Ya was cleaning the candy off his beard with a restrained smile, Zheng Dang's expression became even more sad.In fact, if the hawthorn is replaced by his favorite strawberry, the taste will be even better.

System: You, the host, are hopeless.

In the end, they still went to Baiwei Pavilion. Baiwei Pavilion really lived up to its name. All kinds of exquisite pastries were delicious and unique, and Zheng Dang was full of praise for Baiwei Cake.Although everyone only heard a series of squeaks.

It is sweet in the mouth, but Zheng Dang felt that he had tasted several different flavors, which lived up to its name of hundreds of flavors.

Zheng Dang likes the things in Baiwei Pavilion very much, but Ling Ya can't let him eat all the cakes, and when he felt that it was almost the same, he took Zheng Dang with a reluctant face back to Fu'an Inn.

After returning to his residence in the backyard, Ling Ya asked someone to prepare water, intending to wash off the sweet smell on his body, but the door was knocked twice, only to hear Lingju say, "Master, someone sent a message, invite you to come Enjoy the flowers at the house."

Zheng Dang looked at Ling Ya resting on his waist and abdomen, the hands clasped on the belt stopped because of the sound outside the door, and he smacked his lips regretfully.