Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Lynch has successfully lived in the small world for ten more years. He and Di Lan are very careful. Di Lan's career has been promoted step by step, and he has also completed the completed world line and cleared the black value. The scenery has reached the extreme, and it is at such a young age.

The close cooperation relationship between him and his agent Lynch is also talked about by everyone. For ten years, Di Lan always said that sentence-"Lynch, I can't do without you." '

It took ten years for this sentence to change from ridicule to an indestructible oath.

Lynch, the man behind Di Lan, was known by everyone.

Lynch still died in an accident. It wasn't the alliance's fault. The plane crashed. If the alliance wanted to make a fault, they all tried hard on him alone. There was no reason for a person on the plane. Before the plane crashed, everyone left a suicide note.

Lynch was very calm, because he knew that he would see him again, but parting was always painful, so he only wrote one line, which was what Di Lan had told him, and it was also the truth that could express all his feelings—— 'With you, there is light. '

The feeling of weightlessness came, and the system promptly pulled Lynch out of the world. This time, Lynch didn't even look at the rest of the world line, and said directly to the system: "I don't want to take a vacation. You can take a vacation. I want to enter the world." The next world."

The system said: "You are trying too hard."

Lynch found that although the system didn't speak well, it was actually very kind to him. Every time he died, he was quick, afraid that he would be hurt, so he softened his tone towards the system, "I'm happy to see him, a little Not tired either."

The system had nothing to say, "That's fine, just be careful."

It was misty and rainy, and the rain was hitting the plantains. Lin Qi stood under the eaves with a dazed expression.

He came the closest the world had ever come to the pinnacle of power.

This is a small ancient world. Lin Qi's identity is the direct son of Yushi Zhongcheng Lin Quyuan. He has been smart and smart since he was a child, and he has been carefully cultivated by his family. He has a good reputation in Beijing.

The number one pick - of course, is the hero of this world, Han Feng.

As a tool person, Lin Qi has a relationship with Han Feng as an enemy and a friend, and his personality exists entirely to set off Han Feng.

Lin Qi was born in Han Feng, he received the best elite education since he was a child, but he was not as good as Han Feng, a genius who never went to school. There is also homage, love-hate, and complexity.

Lynch did not end well in this world.

A handful of white snow, a touch of bright red.

Thinking of the ending of this world, Lin Qi couldn't help touching the back of his neck.

"My lord, Mr. Han is here." The servant stepped forward and said.

Lynch withdrew his thoughts and looked back with his hands behind his back: "Let him wait in the hall."

The servant bowed slightly and said softly: "Yes."

In the side hall of the Lin Mansion, there is a red sandalwood flat-corner table with a bonsai of emerald pine on it. Put on a pair of soap-colored auspicious clouds and dark pattern boots.

There was a little rain on the surface of the slightly old boots, and the soles of the boots were stained with mud. They walked through the bluestone in the hall, leaving faint footprints. The servant was kneeling on the ground and wiping the ground with a damp cloth, quietly looking at the rumored man. The new top scorer in 'everything' is better than his own son.

In terms of appearance, it is indeed good.

He has seen not many princes and grandsons, but there are also many. The skin of this new champion is as flawless as jade, and his eyes are so dark that they are blue. Showing a tall and romantic attitude, it can be said that he is a rare handsome man.

The servant heard that this new top scholar came from a humble background and his family was poor, but at first glance, his tea-drinking posture and posture were not comparable to Lynch, even their master Yu Shi in the Lin family.

The servant stared at it for a long time, and the movements of his hands couldn't help but stagnate. At this moment... the pair of black and blue eyes swept over, and the short and dense eyelashes fluttered, and a sharp light shot out. In just a moment, the servant suddenly lowered his eyes. Shaking his head like a sieve, he almost shouted 'My lord, spare me'!

The sound of footsteps outside the door approached, Han Feng put down the tea bowl and stood up, looking at the rain curtain complicatedly.

There is a small corridor in front of the side hall, with red flowers and green grass on both sides. A servant walks outside the visitor holding an oil umbrella, carefully shielding him from the splashing rain on his side. The visitor walks at a leisurely pace. With his head slightly lowered, his posture was calm, and his fair face showed a soft and restrained edge in the misty rain and mist.

Lynch took a deep breath and raised his head. The other party seemed to have sensed it, and he greeted him expressionlessly. His eyes met, and the past passed by like a stream of soup.

System: "Double percent, friendly reminder: Because the characters in this world are set to be the number one minister in the ages, so after the blackening, Han Feng, you know, the number one traitor in the ages."

Lynch's heart tightened. It seemed that his death had completely negative impact on Han Feng.

"Lord Lin." Han Feng bowed his hands first, saluting from afar.

He and Lynch met each other during the imperial examination, but they had never talked to each other. Lynch obviously represented the family of noble sons in the capital, and those from poor families like Han Feng were included in the family by the sons of the poor in the court. Department, the two belong to different camps, and it has always been the king who does not see the king.

Lynch is arrogant, and Han Feng is even more arrogant.

Saluting first like this, and bowing down completely, has never happened to the two of them in their previous lives.

In fact, Lin Qi admired Han Feng very much in the later period, and secretly helped Han Feng a few times, but because of his arrogant temperament, he was unwilling to reveal what he did, so until Lin Qi died, Han Feng was always fighting against him , compete with each other.

Not long before Lynch's execution, Han Fengcai got the news that Lynch was in prison. He rushed from outside the customs day and night for seven days and seven nights, and rushed back to the capital.

Outside the execution ground, in the snow, there was a mess of red and white mud.

Han Feng had never even seen Lynch's body.

Life and death are difficult to see, and the liver and intestines are broken.

Even if Han Feng turns his power to the government and takes revenge in the future, he still cannot calm down, because no matter what he does, he can't get back the proud and restrained, the proud son of heaven with a smile on his lips.

Now - it's back.

Han Feng has gone through many vicissitudes, and the city is extremely deep, and his heart is full of unsatisfactory feelings. He just said it again and again from the tip of his tongue - "Lord Lin."

"Master Han." Lynch returned the salute, smiled and stretched out his hand, "Please sit down."

The servant who wiped the ground hurried out, clapped his heart with the servant who collected the oil umbrella outside the door and said, "Lord Han is such a powerful official, just now I was wiping the floor inside, he glanced at me, scared me almost call out."

The servant who carefully put away the umbrella said curiously: "There are not a hundred or dozens of high-ranking officials who come and go in and out of our mansion. A new champion, what are you afraid of?"

"Hey, you don't understand." The servant shook the wet cloth from his hand, still in shock.

Lin Qi and Han Feng sat on the left and right, but Han Feng got up again after sitting down, and took the porcelain cup in front of Lin Qi with one hand, "The tea is cold, and the autumn rain is coming, Mr. Lin, please be careful." The handful of cold tea in the strange cup went out and poured out.

The servant standing outside the door was startled, and looked over, but it was the tall and tall Mr. Han who was pouring tea for his young master.

The servant who took up the umbrella snickered, looked away, lowered his voice, and said with a smile: "He is courting our young master." His face was quite mocking, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at Han Feng's eagerness, or the servant in front of him was showing his favor to Han Feng. Every exaggeration.

The servant didn't try to defend himself, he just thought of Han Feng inside, and couldn't help but keep silent.

"Master Han is this?" Lynch raised his eyebrows slightly according to the character design, and his tone was not surprised, but a little puzzled.

Han Fengwen poured Lin Qi a cup of hot tea in a steady manner, glanced at Lin Qi, and pursed his lips slightly, "Master Lin's complexion is not very good, he seems to be suffering from a cold."

The seasons have changed recently, and Lin Qi is not used to it. Master Lin and Mrs. Lin have spoiled Lin Qi since childhood, caring about his writing and ignoring his martial arts. After all the hard work, even the money in the capital was earned by working hard. From the appearance, Han Feng's masculinity beat Lynch [-] times.

Lin Qi didn't move his tea. He and Han Feng were not that close, so he said calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Han, for your concern."

Han Feng twirled his thumb and index finger, withdrew his hand, shaking his sleeves solemnly, remembering his purpose of coming today.

Han Feng won the number one prize, was rewarded by the emperor, served as a doctor of the Water Department of the Ministry of Industry, Lin Qi was second in the list, and served as a member of the Household Department. Two silver coins are used to strengthen the river embankment outside the city in advance.

However, the Ministry of Household Affairs repeatedly shied away, saying that the money in hand was tight, and the Ministry of Industry sent people to collect it several times. Once they received 1 taels, and once they received 4000 taels, and then they were gone.

Han Feng came to ask for money today.

He and Lynch have their own peaks, their own masters, and their own positions, so they have to sit here and argue.

In the previous life, Han Feng and Lin Qi broke up after a quarrel. Han Feng thought that Lin Qi was a mess and ignorant of justice, and Lin Qi thought that Han Feng was short-sighted and too short-sighted.

"Master Lin, when will the household department plan to pay the remaining 6000 taels?" Han Feng said softly.

Lynch said nonchalantly: "The household department is very short of money now, how much money is there to do as many things, Mr. Han might as well start the work first, and talk about it later."

How did Han Feng retort in the previous life? It seemed that he had ridiculed Lynch and annoyed Lynch. The two of them argued so dryly that there was not enough tea for a pot of tea.

After hearing this, Han Feng smiled slightly, "Master Lin said, I'll move here first and wait for your good news."

Lynch glanced at him, and Han Feng picked up the hot tea and handed it over, "Drink tea, drink tea."

Lin Qi's expression froze for a moment, he took the hot tea, took a sip, and said slowly: "Flooding outside the city, countless refugees starved to death, the Ministry of Households has to save money for disaster relief, and after a while it will be the Empress Dowager's Thousand Autumn Festival, Another expense, this year's flood is so fierce, there will be some diseases, and the harvest will not be too good. The money collected this year will have to wait until next year. The 4000 taels is already hard. It was picked out, Lord Han please forgive me, use it quickly."

Han Feng heard him say so much in one breath, and his face was gentle, "Master Lin is far-sighted, I don't know what to do, Master Lin, you drink tea, it's cold, drink more hot tea."

Lynch: "..." It sounds very straight.

Lin Qi took a few more sips of tea, put down the tea bowl and stood up, and Han Feng also stood up, "It's raining heavily outside, Master Lin doesn't need to send it away."

Lin Qi gave him a strange look, and Han Feng immediately realized his self-indulgence from that glance, but he just smiled, his eyes were fixed on Lin Qi's face, and the corners of his mouth were hooked unnaturally, his heart was sweet and bitter. Mixed, I really can't laugh freely.

"Let's give it away." Lin Qi said, this is not a bad idea, Han Feng laughed so awkwardly, Lynch has a good demeanor, it's time to give it away.

As soon as Lin Qi raised his foot, Han Feng blocked it first, and said earnestly: "Lord Lin, stay a step." He lowered his eyes and glanced at Lin Qi's light-colored boots. The boots were as clean as frost and snow, just like the person in front of him, Han Feng thought In a flash, the picture of bright red blood entangled in the black snow, his temple hurt like a needle, he looked up at Lynch, trying to show a gentle expression on his face, "Don't let the rain stain took off your boots."