Reborn Lin Family Funing

Because Lin Funing didn't have an attendant, Mrs. Lin had to come to see her every night to be at ease, but Lin Funing never knew about it.

Mother Song helped Mrs. Lin out of the wing, when she heard stern reprimands from the front.Mother Song couldn't help but whispered to Mrs. Lin, "Madam, look, the eldest and second young masters..."

Mrs. Lin chuckled, waved her hands and said, "It's okay. It's time for Kang'er and An'er to learn a lesson."

Doesn't everyone in the family know about it?They have been secretly climbing the wall to go out to play these few nights. If the master hadn't been busy counting the books these few days, he would have caught them and reprimanded them.And if the housekeeper didn't follow, knowing that they were only going to watch a shadow play and didn't cause trouble, she would have grabbed them and beaten them up long ago.

But... the master said, it was Ning'er who reminded him?Climbing trees to dig out bird eggs?Oh, this Ning'er is really too naughty.

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When the moon was on the top of the willows, the bright moonlight sprinkled on the deep and peaceful mountain, just like clear and transparent water sprinkled on the yard.

In the main house, the old and the young who were still playing chess stopped at some point.

"Shen Sen went straight for more than a hundred search, high into the sky and not attached to the forest. If you ask the heart of heaven and earth? The wind, frost, blood knife and thunderbolt sword." In this silence, the old man, that is, the great monk Wuchen, spoke slowly in an old voice .

The little boy about 11 years old, that is, Qi Mingyuan, looked up at the great monk.

The great monk looked far away, looking at Qi Mingyuan with an unfathomable depth, "An Mi Valley is a good place."

Qi Mingyuan looked at the great monk, with a smile on his face, a light and modest smile, cupped his hands as a salute, and said softly, "Mingyuan thanked the great monk for his guidance."

The great monk nodded slightly, then closed his eyes, Qi Mingyuan saw this, got up, bowed and bowed, and then walked away lightly.

Wei Cheng, who had been sitting on the sidelines watching the game, also quietly got up, bowed to the closed-eyed monk, and then followed Qi Mingyuan to leave. When he left, Wei Cheng glanced at the chessboard with a complicated and unpredictable expression.

Some people say that the sky is the chessboard and the stars are the pieces, the chessboard is like a person, and the stars are the heart.

Wei Cheng looked at Qi Mingyuan's back as he walked into the compound. In the chess game just now, what he saw was the heart of an 11-year-old boy?

Wei Cheng sent Qi Mingyuan away. According to the rules of Wuchen Temple, no one can stay overnight without the words of the great monk.Qi Mingyuan and Wen Shan spent the night in the carriage.

Wen Shan originally thought that the fourth prince would stay overnight at Wuchen Temple tonight when the great monk received the fourth prince, but he didn't expect that the fourth prince would have to spend the night in the carriage.

Wen Shan watched the fourth prince Qi Mingyuan get into the carriage, put down the curtain, wanted to ask aloud, but didn't dare to speak out, although the fourth prince Qi Mingyuan was reticent and young, but for some reason, he didn't know what to say. Dare to despise presumptuously.

"General Wen." From inside the curtain, the boy's faint and peaceful voice sounded.

Wen Shan hurriedly cupped his hands and said respectfully, "The end is here."

"Tomorrow, build a hut in An Mi Valley, and I will live in An Mi Valley from now on."

Wen Shan was taken aback, living in An Mi Valley?However, isn't there a cemetery in An Mi Valley? !Even if the fourth prince is a prince who is not taken seriously and expelled from the palace, but, living in a cemetery?Does it fit?

Wen Shan whispered, "Your Highness, why don't you build a courtyard near Wuchen Temple?"

"No, it's in An Mi Valley." The boy's voice was still calm.

After hearing this, Wen Shan had no choice but to respond, "Yes! The general will obey!"

The young man spoke slowly again, with a relaxed tone, "General Wen, don't worry, living in Anmi Valley is a suggestion from the great monk Wuchen."

Wen Shan was startled, then bowed his hands respectfully, "Yes! I will understand in the end."

In the carriage, the young man, that is, Qi Mingyuan, leaned back, closed his eyes slightly, and showed a tired expression. He spent too much time on the chess game just now. The great monk Wuchen is indeed worthy of being the number one monk in the world. Intentionally restrained, when playing chess, he reserved three points in every move, but unknowingly, he was being pressed every step of the way, unknowingly concentrating on it, and trying his best.

Then, it was seen through?

"Shen Sen went straight for more than a hundred searches, high into the sky and not attached to the forest. If you ask the heaven and earth's good fortune? The wind, frost, blood knife and thunderbolt sword."

The corner of Qi Mingyuan's mouth twitched into a faint self-deprecating smile, which was to remind him, right?If you ask the mind of creation of heaven and earth?The Wind, Frost, Blood Knife, and Thunderbolt Sword... Heh, do people who have come out of the bloody storm in their previous life still need the Wind, Frost, Blood Knife, and Thunderbolt Sword?

Qi Mingyuan opened his eyes slightly, the depths in his eyes were difficult to distinguish, why did the great monk Wuchen meet him tonight?Because of Wei Cheng?Because he came to Qingtian Town?Back then, my father came to the Great Compassion Temple where the Great Monk Wuchen practiced, but the Great Monk Wuchen did not come out, and even refused his father to enter the Great Compassion Temple.Now he opened the gate of the temple and saw him.

Rumor has it that Great Monk Wuchen is proficient in fortune-telling. Could it be that he saw something?But from what the great monk said just now, the great monk didn't seem to see anything.But so what if he saw something?

Peaceful Valley...

This is not bad, and being with his mother and concubine in An Mi Valley for a few years can be regarded as all the regrets of his previous life.

After thinking about it, Qi Mingyuan relaxed his mind, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged in meditation.

At this time, he still doesn't know how his fate will change in An Mi Valley.

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Wei Cheng watched Qi Mingyuan get into the carriage, then turned around and entered Wuchen Temple, and walked lightly into the main room. The great monk in the main room was still staring at the chessboard. Wei Cheng glanced at the chessboard and bowed respectfully, "Teacher .”

The great monk looked up at Wei Cheng, put down the chess piece in his hand, and asked, "Where does the fourth prince rest?"

"Teacher, the Fourth Prince is resting in the carriage outside the gate of the temple, and will go to An Mi Valley when Concubine Rong's coffin arrives tomorrow." Wei Cheng replied respectfully.

The great monk nodded slightly, and said slowly, "Wei Cheng, this son is limitless, what a pity..."

Wei Cheng was taken aback, what a pity?Wei Cheng took a step forward, bowed his hands and asked respectfully, "Teacher, please enlighten me."

The great monk was silent for a while, and after a long while, he sighed softly, "This son's thoughts are too deep and complicated, and he will never be soft-hearted when he strikes. He would rather give up than admit defeat. Wei Cheng, this son will definitely be the one who ascends the dragon in the future." Ge, but, I'm afraid this son's mind is ruthless, and he will kill too much in the future."

Wei Cheng got up and bowed, and said in a low voice, "Teacher, the students think that if you are an emperor, you won't be ruthless enough to achieve great things."

The great monk nodded slightly, then slowly shook his head and said, "Wei Cheng, this son is smarter than Ning'er, you are lucky to have this student, but, as a teacher, if you only pass on knowledge , you have more than enough, but the imperial character not only needs knowledge, but also wisdom, and even more benevolence, with this son's ambition, I am afraid that he will respect you as a teacher, but he will not respect what you teach."

Wei Cheng listened attentively and respectfully. After listening, Wei Cheng couldn't help but smile wryly. If that's the case, it's lucky or unfortunate that his teacher has this student.Although the teacher didn't explain it clearly, he was actually telling him that it might not be easy for him to be a teacher.

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"Life is so good."

Expressing such emotion, he was pretending to be carrying his short hands on his back, shaking his head and watching the little goldfish swimming in the pond.

"What is Ning'er talking about?" A sweet voice with confusion rang out.

Lin Funing turned his head, and saw his sister Lin Shuwei standing not far behind him with her head tilted. Lin Funing smiled and turned around, "Sister, are you here?"

Lin Shuwei came over early in the morning to greet her parents and grandpa. After paying her respects, she and her younger brother followed her mother to the office.

After hearing the matter, the steward was left behind by his mother to say something, and when he came out, he saw his younger brother Lin Funing standing by the pond in the small garden, mumbling something.

"No, sister, this is for you. I wanted to give it to you last night, but it's inconvenient for my mother to talk to you." Lin Funing said while handing over a string of beads.

Lin Shuwei's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly took it with both hands, smiling sweetly, "Ning'er, thank you. That's great, I'll weave a lucky thread for this bead, and I can give it away."

Seeing Lin Shuwei smiling so happily, Lin Funing was also happy.

"Hey, I seem to hear someone sending beads?" Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded.

Lin Funing and Lin Shuwei turned their heads at the same time, and saw their two elder brothers, Lin Fukang and Lin Fuan standing not far behind them, both of them were a little embarrassed.

Lin Funing watched Lin Fuan limping towards them, Lin Funing secretly laughed in his heart, he must have been punished by his father to kneel last night.

"Hey, Ning'er, you're so eccentric. You've already made beads for Wei'er, so why don't you give me and elder brother a string." Lin Fu'an looked at the beads in Lin Shuwei's hand, drooling.

——The bead of the great monk Wuchen, that is a big treasure!

"Yes, yes." Lin Funing chuckled, took out two strings of beads from his sleeve, and handed them to Lin Fukang and Lin Fu'an who were limping over. "Big brother, second brother, this is blessed by the master. My sister's string is to be used as a gift, so this string is for my sister." Lin Funing took out another string of purple-blue strings from his sleeve with a smile. The beads were handed to Lin Shuwei with both hands.

Lin Shuwei happily took it, and hugged Lin Funing, "Ninger, you are so kind! I like this one very much. I like purple the most!"

Lin Funing scratched his head with a smirk, well, isn't it just a bead?My sister likes it, so he will pester the elder brother to bring him and the master more beautiful beads from now on.

Lin Funing quarreled with his brothers and sisters for a while, then got into the carriage and headed towards Dafeng Mountain.

In the carriage, Lin Funing flipped through the account book that his mother gave him yesterday. His mother had sent a message this morning, and the matter of the account book was left to him to solve. The question is, how should he solve it?

Lin Funing sat in the carriage, closed the ledger, and tilted his head thinking, whether mother is going to train him or test him...

"Young master, you've already arrived in An Mi Valley." Butler Lin Zhong, who was driving the carriage, turned his head and said.

Lin Funing opened the curtain of the car habitually, and lay on the window of the carriage to look out.

At this time, outside An Mi Valley, four people were carrying the coffin and walking towards An Mi Valley. Lin Funing was stunned for a moment. The reason for the daze was not because there was a funeral in the early morning. After all, An Mi Valley was a public cemetery. The funeral is not surprising, there are very few mourners, and there is no music, no mourning, only a young man who looks as old as his elder brother, dressed in plain clothes, with a white belt on his head, walking in the front, with a white belt in his hand. He didn't hold a spirit tablet, but just held a flute, playing an unknown tune slowly.

it's wired……

But what tune is it playing?The sadness and sorrow revealed in this piece of music are like drizzles of rain falling into the hearts of the people.

While Lin Funing was looking at the child curiously, the housekeeper Lin Zhong who was driving the carriage hurriedly said, "Young master, close the window quickly. You are a fool! Don't let others see you at will!"

Lin Funing rolled his eyes, here he comes again!Lin Funing sighed inwardly, and closed the curtain of the car.

Lin Funing didn't know that when he closed the curtain of the car, the young man playing the flute had already looked at him, and a gleam of light flashed across his dark eyes.