Reborn Lin Family Funing

There are many carriages walking in the streets of Xizhou, and there are still five days before Enke picks up scholars, and students from all over the world are arriving one after another. At this time, they are in a carriage walking in the streets of Xizhou.

"Then, the two adults also know what His Highness means?" asked the plain-clothed boy in the carriage.

The young man in blue nodded and said, "Wen Shixian understands."

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled playfully, stared at the young man in plain clothes, and asked in a sharp tone, "Song Zhiyu would like to trouble Brother Shui Mo to convey a question to His Highness."

The boy in plain clothes, that is, Shui Mo, looked at Song Zhiyu, the man in Tsing Yi, and asked, "Master Song, please tell me."

"Why did His Highness do this? Since the problem lies with Xu Wei, the admiral of Xizhou, and His Highness should have evidence of the crime, why didn't he deal with that Xu Yun! Instead, it was so troublesome?" Song Zhiyu asked in a deep voice, his expression flashed with anger .

"Spread Enke's test questions, spread rumors, and encourage students to drop the exam?! What does Your Highness want to do?!" Song Zhiyu asked angrily.

Wen Shixian on the side frowned and raised his hand to press Song Zhiyu's shoulder, which was already a little excited, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Song, if a person is hit by a poisoned arrow, should he be cured by pulling out the arrow? "

Song Zhiyu suddenly turned his head and stared at Wen Shixian, "What do you mean by that?"

"Lord Song, His Highness once explained to Shui Mo, if you disagree with His Highness's approach, then you don't have to do it." Shui Mo said.

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu frowned and thought about it. After a while, he raised his head and said, "I will do. I will do what His Highness orders."

Shui Mo nodded. At this time, the carriage had already arrived at Zhuangyuanfang, the largest inn in Xizhou, where several elders who had made a great reputation in the Zhou Dynasty lived here.

"The two lords have already reserved the Tianzi Room in Zhuangyuanfang, and there will be four other guards secretly protecting the two lords. Your Highness has told you that if there is a crisis, please consider protecting yourself first." Shui Mo said solemnly , with a very serious tone, "These five days will be the most important and dangerous five days in Xizhou. For His Highness, the issue of Xizhou is not as important as the safety of the two adults, because His Highness appreciates them very much." A capable person, therefore, please cherish yourself."

Both Wen Shixian and Song Zhiyu cupped their hands and said, "Please tell Your Highness, Wen Shixian (Song Zhiyu) will definitely live up to His Highness's expectations."

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At the same time, Xizhou post house.

Qi Mingyuan sat behind the desk and slowly picked up a pen to write. Lin Dao and Wen Shan were kneeling in front of the desk.

"Don't underestimate those two people, especially that Bai Lian. Lin Dao, if you let them out of the room again, I will doubt whether you are with them. The first general in the imperial palace can't stand two unarmed The geisha with the power of... If you say it, it will make people laugh, don't you think so?" Qi Mingyuan said lightly, and in the process of writing with a pen, he didn't look up at Lin Dao and Wen Shan who were kneeling, just After finishing speaking, he turned to Qing Mo who was holding a plate by his side and asked, "Has Yun Mo come back?"

"If you go back to Your Highness, Yun Mo hasn't come back yet." Qing Mo replied with bowed head.

Qi Mingyuan nodded slightly, continued to pick up the pen, and slowly sketched on the paper.

Lin Dao and Wen Shan, who were kneeling, both had pale faces, and Wen Shan was a little panicked. He knew that Qi Mingyuan was in an extremely bad mood during the four years in An Migu!And even if Qi Mingyuan was in a good mood, he still couldn't tell that, except for the fact that this master had been docile with the young master of the Lin family, other times he was unpredictable and incomprehensible!

——However, you are as transparent in front of him!

Therefore, cold sweat broke out on Wen Shan's forehead at this time.

At this time, Yun Mo came in, first knelt down to salute, and then said respectfully, "Your Highness, Yun Mo has already informed Xizhou Admiral Xu Wei."

"Oh? What did he say?" Qi Mingyuan asked as he continued to sketch.

"Master Xu Wei said that it was just a few students who were bewitched, and he didn't dare to bother His Highness. He said that he would handle this matter well, and it would definitely not affect Enke's recruitment of scholars five days later." Yun Mo responded respectfully.

The corner of Qi Mingyuan's mouth raised slightly, "Very good." After Qi Mingyuan finished speaking, he looked up at Yun Mo, "You have worked hard, go down and rest. General Wen, please go down and rest first."

Wen Shan hurriedly kowtowed to salute, then bowed back and left.

When Wen Shan left, Qi Mingyuan put down his pen, picked up the teacup on the table, and while drinking slowly, looked up at Lin Dao who was kneeling straight, and asked faintly, "Lin Dao, listen, these few days, you will You just need to keep those two, and you don't need to worry about other things."

Lin Dao was startled when he heard the words, and then he looked up at Qi Mingyuan, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness! I followed His Highness according to the order of the Emperor and the Empress Dowager to protect His Highness! Not to protect those two lowly slaves!"

"You... Are you questioning my words?" Qi Mingyuan said, smiled slightly, and took a sip of tea slowly, "I will never use slaves who try to test the master." After Qi Mingyuan finished speaking, he casually put down the teacup , glanced at Lin Dao's instantly pale face, and said lightly, "In short, within ten steps, I don't want to see you. Back off."

Lin Dao's face was pale, he hesitated to speak, and finally bowed to the ground in a slumped bow, and slowly walked away backwards.

After Lin Dao left, Qi Mingyuan said, "Qing Mo, ask Wen Shan to come in."

When Wen Shan came in, Qi Mingyuan stroked the painting he had just sketched, and said, "The garrison general of Xizhou is Li Cong. You should have an impression of the soldiers brought out by my uncle, right?"

Wen Shan was taken aback for a moment, and then replied respectfully, "His Royal Highness, yes! The last general and that Li Cong are in the same robe, but we haven't seen each other for many years."

"Are there many people who know about your relationship with Li Cong?"

"If you go back to His Highness, not many, at least in this Western Province, no one should know."

Qi Mingyuan nodded, and looked up at Wen Shan, "Tomorrow, you find a chance to meet Li Cong, give him this letter, and then make arrangements to arrest the spies."

Wen Shan's eyes widened when he heard the words, "Your Highness, is this...a spy?"

Are the spies from Poluo? !Then this matter can be big or small!

Qi Mingyuan just smiled slightly, "General Wen will give this letter to Li Cong, and Li Cong will explain it to General Wen."

"Yes!" Wen Shan took the letter from Qing Mo with both hands respectfully, bowed to the ground again, stepped back and left.

Qing Mo walked back to Qi Mingyuan's side, and quietly glanced at the painting on the table, the boy in the painting...is indeed the young master!

"Qing Mo, in the past five days, if you hear someone selling wonton stew outside, remember to buy a bowl." Qi Mingyuan said in a low voice, still gently and slowly stroking the painting.

"Yes." Qing Mo responded, and looked at the painting quietly again, the boy in the painting had his eyes bent and his smile was very bright.

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And on the official road to Kyoto, a convoy with the "Fu" sign on it is moving forward.

Occasionally, carriages, horses, and pedestrians would stop on the official road and bow respectfully in salute. Some people even got out of the carriage and knelt on the ground in salute.

There are also people who deliberately follow and ask to see them. Usually at this time, the great monk Zheng Jiaruoer will come out to meet them and listen to their demands. If someone comes to seek medical treatment, Qingguo will get out of the car to treat them. For those who donate materials, Qingguo will leave their names and present them with a silk cloth with Lin Funing's flower emblem on it.

At this point, the convoy has already traveled halfway, and they will arrive in Kyoto in at most two days.

At this moment in the carriage, Lin Funing was looking at the book of good deeds intently. This book of good deeds is the list of donations and good deeds registered by the Ci'en Temple in Kyoto over the years. Every temple in each place has a special book of good deeds. This is the rule, the book of good deeds The content on the website must be true and cannot be falsified, even if it is an egg, it must be registered as a book of good deeds.

The performance of good deeds includes donation and doing things. Donations can be silver taels or things. There was an old woman who came to donate a catty of rice that she worked so hard to grow. This is also a good deed. For bridge paving, Ci En Temple once proposed to build a bridge in Toyota Township on the outskirts of Kyoto. A great benefactor donated 1000 taels, and some benevolent people went to help carry stones. These two kinds of benevolent deeds have been recorded.

No matter how big or small the good deeds are, they must be recorded in the record. Therefore, there are as many good deeds as there are a whole house.

Now what Lin Funing is looking at is only the book of good deeds of the past ten years, the special guards appointed by the monks hurried to the Ci'en Temple to fetch them.

Lin Funing is now looking at it and muttering, "...Toyota Liu walked thousands of miles on X, X, XX, and donated small bags of rice along the way... Mmm... Qingguo, you also write this down."

"Yes!" Qing Guo hurriedly took notes.

And when Qingguo picked up the pen to write down in the notebook, Lin Funing also picked up the pen to take the silk cloth, and wrote down Toyota Liu's name seriously.

At this time, the carriage is full of silk cloth, which is plain, and there is a wooden fish logo on the right corner of the silk cloth.

Seeing that Lin Funing was still reading and writing, Qingguo couldn't help but said, "Young master, didn't the great monk just say it? Let us do these things, why do you have to write it yourself?"

Lin Funing heard the words and grinned, "It's okay, not many, there are only [-] names, besides, how many names do I have to write now? Hey, there are still [-] names, and it's really not easy to choose." Lin Funing said In the end, I read it brokenly, then lowered my head and turned over again.

Seeing that Lin Funing lowered his head and flipped through the book of good deeds again, Qingguo wanted to say something, but he hesitated to speak, and felt a little worried, Kyoto... is coming soon, and the great monks all said that the ceremony on Xiyue Ri in Kyoto will definitely not be that simple ...The young master will definitely face more problems...

"Qinguo? What are you thinking about?" Lin Funing flipped through a book, and when he was about to take another one, he raised his head to see Qingguo in a daze, and asked.

Qing Guo came back to her senses, hesitated for a moment, and said worriedly, "Young Master, we will soon arrive at the capital, and there will definitely be a lot of trouble in the capital...Aren't you worried?"

Hearing this, Lin Funing put down his pen and said with a smile, "Qinguo, what do you mean by trouble?"

Qing Guo was taken aback, it was naturally those royal family and court officials...

"If you're talking about those royal relatives...Qinguo, you don't have to worry. To me, there is no difference between holding a festival in Kyoto and holding a festival in other places, such as the forest outside now. For the great monks Said, it is enough that the annual Yuyue Festival can be held smoothly, as for how many people will come to participate, who will participate, and whether they will participate or not, it does not make any difference." Lin Funing said with a smile.

——In other words, if those people in Kyoto make them unhappy, they will leave immediately!What's so difficult about finding a place to hold the Yuzuki Festival?

Qing Guo was even more confused when she heard this. If so, why did the young master invite these 500 people?

"As for these..." Lin Funing raised the book of good deeds in his hand, squinted his eyes and smiled, "That is my fulfillment of the young master's duty - to persuade people to be kind."

Qingguo seemed to understand, but anyway, he just understood that the troubles in the capital are not troubles for the young master!Well, I see.

"Although this is the case, either don't do it, or do your best. Qingguo, I will write a letter later, and you ask the guards to send it to the Confucian Academy for my elder brother Lin Deyu."

"Yes!"

At this time, the voice of Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper who had been following Lin Funing, suddenly came from outside: "My lord, the monk is asking to see you."

"The monk, please come in."

"Yes."

Great Monk Zheng Jiaruo got into the carriage, saw that the carriage was covered with silk, and saw Lin Funing holding a pen, he couldn't help laughing, "It seems that the young master still can't complete the [-] places today..."

Lin Funing put down his pen, shrugged and smiled, "Isn't there still eight days left? It's okay. In three days, I will definitely write invitations for 500 people."

The great monk Zheng Jiaruo laughed, and suddenly leaned over, and said mysteriously, "Master, why don't I write it for you, but what is the style of your underwear today, Master?"

Lin Funing stared at the great monk Zheng Jiaruo Er, and suddenly grinned, "Second old man, your handwriting is too ugly. I don't want it!"

The great monk Zhengjia Ruoer smiled wretchedly, "For the young master, the fourth prince's handwriting is the most beautiful, right?"

"No!" Lin Funing said solemnly, "For me, my father's handwriting is the prettiest!"

——This is not a lie, his father's handwriting is vigorous and free, but it makes him yearn for it.

As for the little nephew, good-looking is good-looking, but the essence of the ferocious sesame bun is that it looks delicious, smells delicious, but you are salivating, but you dare not gnaw it off - because the sesame seeds are so black that they are not slippery. It's extremely cruel!

——If you don't pay attention, you will be abducted by your nephew!

Therefore, he should obediently worship his father's words.

The great monk Zhengjia Ruo Eryi gave a strange laugh when he heard this answer, but he didn't continue, he just changed the subject and said, "Just now the minister of the Ministry of Rites came and said that the head of the Ministry of Rites, the head of the inner court and the female palace of Huage will meet in two days. Respectfully welcome the young master at the gate of Kyoto. The Minister of Rites will lead the guards of the Imperial Palace Divine Armor Team to escort us to Kyoto."

After Lin Funing heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up, "What does the old man think?"

"Garuo said, everything is up to the young master's orders."

"Then, let them go." Lin Funing chuckled, with cunning in his eyes, "If they want to welcome you, let them."

——This can also expand the influence of the Yuzuki Festival.

The great monk Zheng Jiaruo raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Funing's sly and smug smile, and couldn't help laughing, because he liked the young master more and more.

When the great monk Zheng Jia Ruoer left, Lin Funing took out the letter he was going to give to his eldest brother Lin Deyu, opened it, and wrote a new one. With all the members of the Shenjia team, it is not appropriate to let the guards deliver the letter.

Afterwards, Lin Funing stretched himself, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of the dark letter hawk lying in the corner sleeping in the dark night. Lin Funing stretched out his finger, poked the letter eagle, and murmured, "Really, I won't let you deliver the letter, you Just sleep. You have turned into a pig hawk..." After finishing speaking, Lin Funing let out a long sigh.

——Speaking of which, it is not easy to reduce contact with the little nephew.However, if we keep in touch, I'm afraid that the bond between him and his nephew will become even deeper...

I remembered what the great monk Zheng Jiaruo said the night before:

"My lord, if the bond between people is too deep, the trajectory of fate will be entangled. After all, the fourth prince is a member of the royal family. Even if his destiny trajectory is not visible, it can be predicted. It is not a good thing for him if the young master is too deeply bound. After all, the young master's fate has already been drawn..."

"To reduce ties..." Lin Funing lay on his back and murmured.

So, unconsciously, Qi Mingyuan was deliberately ignored by Lin Funing.

So, for the next two days, Qi Mingyuan didn't see Xinying.

So... Qi Mingyuan was worried, and also faintly angry.

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Finally, it was the third day before Enke became a scholar, that is, the day when Lin Funing arrived in Kyoto.

Qi Mingyuan called Wu Mo.

"Where is the little uncle?" Qi Mingyuan asked calmly. If the reason why the little uncle didn't write a letter was because of some sudden situation, then why didn't Wu Mo tell himself?This situation has been specially ordered, and it must be reported as soon as possible!If it wasn't for some sudden situation, could it be Xinying?Hei Ye, the credible eagle, was specially found by him. There are only three extremely rare, fastest and most loyal Xinying in the whole world!How could something go wrong?

"If you go back to His Highness, the young master will be able to reach the capital today. Tianxue has already caught up with the young master and his party yesterday, and Tianxue has just received the news that Xinying Heiye is by the young master's side, and everything is fine." Wu Mo said cautiously.

Hearing this, Qi Mingyuan couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, so... it really is the little uncle who doesn't contact him?Why?

"Wu Mo, you ask Tianxue to report every day, I want to know the whereabouts of the little uncle every day, and who he met and talked to!"

"Yes!"

Qi Mingyuan waved his hand to signal Wu Mo to go down, then lowered his eyes, his mouth slowly curled up into an indifferent and cold smile, it seemed that the matter in Xizhou had to be resolved as soon as possible... There must be something wrong with the little uncle.