Reborn Lin Family Funing

——Ning'er, calculate the time, when you receive this letter, it should be the eve of the moon.Wu Mo said that you went to Nanban, and you missed this year's festival again?It doesn't matter if you skip it, as long as you do what you like, Ning'er, you don't need to worry about the rest... The White Star Camp is still the same on the eve of the moon this year, drinking, dancing swords, and celebrating victory... Wei Jia brought soldiers to ambush today , captured [-] enemy troops, counting, this is his fifth military exploit... The Poluo Kingdom seems to be ready to move, and the next days will probably be very restless. Ninger, if you don’t receive my letter on the seventh day Believe me, you don't need to worry, it must be that the military situation has been delayed...

——Ning'er, I miss you very much.Ning'er, has it been three years?

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Kyoto, White Horse Lane, Second Street, Kyoto, Lin Mansion.

Ban Xia walked lightly in the corridor with the medicinal soup, looked up at the sky, the snowflakes were falling quietly, and the ground was white.

It has been snowing for three days.

If it wasn't for the fact that the young master was not feeling well, I'm afraid he would rush out excitedly to play in the snow, right?Ban Xia thought about it with a smile, and walked around the corridor with the medicinal soup in her hand, who knows, just as she walked around, she saw a person standing in front of the yard.

Ban Xia's footsteps stopped, and his expression became a little cold, but he was annoyed in his heart, this person is really haunted!

Seeing Ban Xia stop, the man stepped forward with a calm expression, but the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch when he saw Ban Xia.

"Ban Xia." The man said, his tone was calm, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Ban Xia has met the second prince." Ban Xia was annoyed in his heart, but on the face he saluted coldly and respectfully.

Since three years ago, this second prince has always appeared around him mysteriously. A while ago, the young master went to Nanman, and this second prince was sent to Nanzhou, so he was relieved, and now he is back. It's been more than ten days in Kyoto, isn't the second prince very busy now?Why did you come to Lin's house today?

"Ban Xia, you don't need to be polite to me."

Pinellia snorted coldly, isn't it polite?How polite he is!In this way, can't you be more unfamiliar?But in the first place, they should be unfamiliar with each other, shouldn't they?

"Ban Xia, here." Seeing that Ban Xia still had a cold face, the man reached out and took out a box from his sleeve, and handed it to Ban Xia.

But Ban Xia didn't pick it up, just respectfully bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, Ban Xia still needs to deliver medicinal soup to the young master, please leave." After finishing speaking, Ban Xia walked around the man and walked to the yard.

That person, that is, the second prince Qi Minger watched Banxia leave without looking back, his eyes were a little gloomy, but then he slowly recovered, and he just murmured, "Go back and ask Mr. Song alright……"

For three years, Ban Xia has never given him a chance to get in touch, no matter what he does.

When Banxia walked into the courtyard, an elegant young man with a red forehead walked up to him. The young man was dressed in a white monk's plain uniform. When he saw Banxia coming, he smiled teasingly, "But I met the two Prince?"

Ban Xia's expression remained unchanged, he frowned and said, "Bai Yi, why did he come here?" After thinking about it, he probably wouldn't have come here with great fanfare, if it had been with great fanfare, he would have known it a long time ago.

The elegant monk with a red forehead, that is, in white, laughed, "He came in secretly, and Master Kang couldn't help it, because he said he just wanted to see you. He won't leave until he sees you!" At the end, Bai Yi couldn't help covering his face and sniggering.Speaking of it, it's nothing more than His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince being in love with the young master, why is it that His Royal Highness the Second Prince is chasing after Ban Xia?

They are outsiders, and the market is really good.

Hearing this, Ban Xia's expression turned colder, and she looked up at the white clothes, "Are you free?"

Three years ago, when Liu Xueen rode a tall horse to marry Song Ge's eldest granddaughter, Bai Yi was stunned.He didn't eat, drink or sleep for seven full days. It was the young master who rushed back to the capital overnight from other places after finding out about it. He slapped Bai Yi, kicked and beat him and scolded him for two hours before Bai Yi burst into tears. , cried for a long time, fell asleep after crying tired, and slept for three days, after waking up, the white clothes changed, how to say?The originally elegant person became a little foolish, a little reckless and a little free and easy, and then—begged the young master to let him become a monk.

And the young master agreed, and also agreed to make an exception to let Bai Yi follow him.

However, this Baiyi's ability is really strong, those account books and so on are very accurate, the most important thing, Baiyi has been in the world, and many personnel affairs, Baiyi is better than him and Qingguo.

"No, I just went to meet the one named Chen Ru on behalf of the young master." Bai Yi said, raising the corners of his mouth, "Young master is right, Chen Ru is ambitious." Looking at Banxia, ​​he laughed and said, "Banxia, ​​as far as I know, Chen Ru seems to have a good impression of His Highness the Second Prince."

Ban Xia laughed when she heard it, but the smile was a bit cold, "That's a good thing."

After Banxia finished speaking, she passed the white clothes and walked towards the inside. The white clothes turned her head to look at the figure of Banxia, ​​and smiled. Unfortunately, Luohua intentionally flows water and is ruthless, and the second prince only sees you, Banxia.

Bai Yi smiled, turned his head and looked outside, heavy snow was flying, heh, three years, time is like this snow, without a trace, but it has quietly changed the world.

Thinking of the man I saw by chance outside today, the smile on the corner of Bai Yi's mouth slowly deepened, and he murmured softly - long time no see.

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Ban Xia entered the side room with the medicinal soup, and saw a young man in white clothes standing by the window, his figure was a little thin, but compared to three years ago, he had grown a lot taller, too, young master, he was already 15 years old up.

The snowflakes were falling outside. If he hadn't seen that the young master was still wearing the velvet coat sent from northern Xinjiang last year, he would have pulled the young master back to the bed and lay down. He was catching a cold, so why would he still be standing by the window watching? Snow?

"Young master?" Ban Xia walked over and bowed respectfully, "The medicinal soup is ready."

The boy by the window turned his head, and the delicate facial features that had already bloomed were still immature. From the perspective of Pinellia, who had been practicing for three years, the aura of that body was like early spring, revealing freshness and comfort. Infinite vitality.

The young man smiled crookedly at Banxia, ​​"But you met the second prince?"

The boy's voice has lost its softness. For the boy, he can finally get rid of the voice of a child! !

But unfortunately, even if he got rid of his soft voice, his voice is still not heroic enough!Hey, Pinellia's voice is really good, bright, and the one in white, clear and nice, just his voice... moist and waxy... ==

Ban Xia listened to his young master's joking question, and sighed in his heart, the young master also came to make fun of himself.

"Young master, it's time for you to use medicinal soup!"

The boy, that is, Lin Funing, shrugged his shoulders, knowing that Ban Xia dislikes the mention of the second prince, but the second prince is really difficult. It has been three years, and Bai Yi said that the imperial palace plans to give the second prince to the draft this year. Appointing a concubine, it's strange, the second prince has wives and concubines in groups, why is he still pestering Ban Xia?

By the way, the second prince's concubine seems to belong to the Li family?

They already have wives, so they are not allowed to disturb their family's Pinellia again!Well, it seems that we have to think of a way to make the second prince completely give up pestering Ban Xia.

"Banxia, ​​don't go out these few days, and help Bai Yi settle the accounts. Bai Yi said there is something wrong with the account book that Chen Ru sent over." Lin Funing changed the subject and said.

Ban Xia nodded, "Yes." If the second prince was in the capital, he wouldn't want to move out even a single step!

——He didn't want to have the dog blood that happened to meet with the second prince!

Lin Funing finished the medicinal soup in one go, wiped his mouth, got up, walked to the bedside, glanced at Xinying Heiye, who was sleeping huddled up on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Ban Xia, no letter today?"

Ban Xia, who was cleaning up the bowl, heard the words and raised her head to look at Lin Funing, who was standing beside the bed with her back facing him, and after watching for a while, Ban Xia lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Young master, there is no letter, maybe it's because it's snowing? "

Lin Funing didn't speak, just stood silently, is it because of the snow?certainly not!On the snowy day last year, the little nephew brought him the mink coat on the seventh day on time.

And now, three days have passed since the seventh day...

Lin Funing raised his hands and grabbed the velvet coat on his body, and said in a low voice, "Ban Xia, go and ask Xiaoxue to come in."

"Yes." Ban Xia answered with cupped hands.

Afterwards, Lin Funing turned around and sat on the bed, took the box under the pillow, opened the box, and looked at a stack of letterheads. This was the third box. Every seven days, there would be an additional letterhead in this box. Long or short, even if he has never replied to a letter in the past three years, the little nephew has never stopped. Every seven days, there will always be a letter that arrives on time. Mo, or Lin Jiaxue, no matter whether he is in the capital or Nanman, the letter will be delivered on time when the seventh day arrives.

But this time, three days have passed.

Thinking of the last letter he received before, and the imminent movement in northern Xinjiang mentioned in the letter, Lin Funing couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Could it be that the war has started?

At this time, Lin Jiaxue's voice sounded outside, "Lin Jiaxue pays respects to the young master!"

"Come in!"

After Lin Jiaxue came in and bowed and saluted, Lin Funing waved him to get up, and asked with a frown, "Let me ask you, how is northern Xinjiang?"

When Lin Jiaxue heard this, she was stunned. She raised her head to look at Lin Funing, and then she lowered her eyebrows and said, "Returning to my lord, there is nothing serious about Northern Xinjiang recently."

Upon hearing this, Lin Funing frowned and stood up, "No big deal?"

Lin Jiaxue said respectfully again, "Yes." Although she answered like this, Lin Jiaxue's eyes drooped down.

Lin Funing narrowed his eyes, stared at Lin Jiaxue for a while, and then waved, "Xiaoxue, then go down."

Lin Jiaxue got up, saluted respectfully, and left Lin Jiaxue's room backwards.

When Lin Jiaxue stepped back and left, Lin Jiaxue stood in the corridor and let out a soft breath. Looking at the heavy snow outside, Lin Jiaxue's face was covered with a layer of gloom. Northern Xinjiang... the recent situation in Northern Xinjiang , but something is wrong.

However, it is not easy to mention this matter to the young master. Wu Mo's words are justified. Although the young master has never replied to a letter from His Highness in the past three years, he cares about His Highness no more than His Highness treats him. care less.

If so, if you rashly tell the young master, the young master will definitely be worried.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiaxue raised her eyes and looked at Qingguo who ran over with a smile and small steps not far away. Lin Jiaxue's eyes warmed up. Speaking of which, although Qingguo still didn't understand his heart, she was becoming more and more fond of him. Trust me, and although Ban Xia keeps a close eye on him, as long as he doesn't go too far, Ban Xia won't interfere too much.

——Compared to His Highness and the second prince, Lin Jiaxue is really much luckier.

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Lin Funing stood in the middle of the room, looked around, and asked, "Wu Mo, are you there?"

There was silence in response to him, Lin Funing pulled his hair in annoyance, a little annoyed, if he had known this, he shouldn't have bothered to send Wu Mo away.

What should we do now?

Lin Jiaxue must know something, but because of the order of the little nephew?refused to tell myself.

Lin Funing thought for a while, then turned his head to look at Ginseng King, who was curled up on the bed and sleeping, with wings still covering the stretched branches, leaves and bark, who looked like a baby with a bulging stomach.

Lin Funing walked over, first picked up Ginseng King, Ginseng King was sleeping soundly, snoring, was picked up, just shook the branches, and continued to sleep.Lin Funing black thread, why does this little carrot love to sleep so much?

Ever since Bai Yi wanted to follow him, the precious medicine fields had to be entrusted to the great monk Zheng, but he didn't want to, the ginseng king refused to drink water or dig the soil after he left, and cried all day long, but the cry was not the same as Like a baby, it scared the monks who waited on the medicine field to death. The big monk had no choice but to ask him to come over. As a result, the ginseng king rushed towards him as soon as he saw him, hugging his thigh desperately, crying non-stop, and He refused to come down, there was no other way, so he had no choice but to take the ginseng king back, and he was so unexpectedly attached to him. When he wrote to tell the master, the master said that it was because——he was the ginseng king's son. Owner.

ha?

Isn't King Ginseng a medicinal herb?Is it really the legendary ginseng spirit?

To his question, the master only replied with three words—hehehe

Anyway, since he is the owner of Ginseng King, he should give him a name.

So the seal is stamped! ——Little Carrot, well, it’s a pretty good name, isn’t it?

Moved the little radish to a potted plant aside, obviously it lived in the soil, but just like the night, it had its own nest and couldn't go to sleep, and had to grab the quilt from him every night.

Waking up Heiye, Lin Funing wrote a hastily letter and said to Heiye, "Go and come back quickly, be careful! Northern Xinjiang may be unstable, do you know?" Lin Funing patted Heiye comfortingly while talking.

Heiye waved his wings, patted Lin Funing's arm, and flew away.

Watching the night fly away, Lin Funing suddenly belatedly thought of a question, hey, no!If the northern border is really unstable, will the little nephew have the time to reply to his letter?Most importantly, is it appropriate for him to send a letter to his nephew at this moment?

Lin Funing suddenly slapped his forehead again, he is really stupid! !

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At the same time, Kyoto, Prince Yu's Mansion.

Ziminger sat behind the desk, tapping the small box on the desk with his fingers.His expression was calm and unwavering, but his whole person was extremely gloomy.

Song Tian, ​​who walked into the study, glanced at the box that Qi Minger had knocked on, and began to sigh in his heart, he had run into trouble with the waiter Ban Xia again, right?

"Your Highness..." Song Tian cupped his hands in salute.

Ziminger looked up at Song Tian, ​​"He doesn't want it."

Hearing this, Song Tian coughed lightly, and said, "Your Highness, some things really can't be forced..." It's been more than three years, and the waiter Ban Xia clearly didn't mean that!Why are you here, Your Highness?

Ziminger narrowed his eyes slightly, and paused every word, "I, only, want, him!"

When Song Tian heard this, he sighed, "Your Highness, you have the eldest daughter of the Li family, a girl from the collateral line of the Wei family, and a Huawazi from the nobleman Yue in the palace...Your Highness, why do you want to?"

Qi Minger stared at Song Tian coldly, Song Tian had no choice but to smile wryly, "Forget it, it's nothing to worry about."

Ziminger lowered his eyes and said slowly, "I've never met those people. I don't want them, but my mother said that even if it's just an act, I must marry them. Oh... my mother warned me not to fight again. Ban Xia's idea."

Song Tian listened silently. Speaking of which, he also supported this Highness. He dealt with the imperial palace and married those people, but he had never met them, or even walked in. The empress dowager and the empress The Empress Dowager summoned His Highness separately and reprimanded them overtly and secretly, but His Highness responded silently.

——This kind of action is for the waiter Banxia, ​​but, Your Highness, if Luohua has no intentions, no matter how affectionate the flowing water is, it will just be in vain.

"Let's not talk about that." Chiminger put the box on the table into his sleeve, and changed the subject, "Is there something important going on in Beijiang?"

Song Tian nodded, took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Qi Minger, "Your Highness, a letter from the Fourth Prince."

Ziminger opened it, read it carefully, then nodded and said, "I see."

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It's night, northern Xinjiang.Four wastelands.

The light of the dim bonfire, under the reflection of the stars all over the sky, is like the starlight falling to the earth. The night wind blows, and in the silent night, the wind howls.

Beside the bonfire, about dozens of people sat in groups. They sat quietly, some wiped the sword in their hands, some closed their eyes to rest, and some looked at the cowhide map by the light of the bonfire.

And in the middle of these people, a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old in black soft armor and tight-fitting plain clothes, holding a sword, got up and walked out slowly.

As soon as he walked out, those who were sitting silently and also wearing black soft armor tight-fitting plain suits wanted to get up, but the boy waved his hands without looking back.

So, except for the three who got up to follow, everyone else sat back.

The young man looked up at the sky, and the stars in the sky seemed to be within reach.Just like when he was in Anmi Valley, the child with the brightest and most beautiful smile in the world said to him—"Look, little nephew Mingyuan, how beautiful the stars are, shall I pick one for you?" ?”

"Pick it? Little Martial Uncle, you can't pick the stars."

"Who said that? Look, look, I picked it for you!"

"...Little Martial Uncle, does the reflection in the water count?"

"Why not? Alas, little nephew Mingyuan, you really don't understand! This is called romance! Come on, come here, little uncle, I will teach you a few tricks! When chasing girls to coax girls, It can be used!"

"..."

……

"Your Highness?"

"I am fine."

"...Your Highness, the young master must still be in Nanman, I heard that Nanman's situation is quite serious this time—"

"Wei Jia."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm too talkative."

"Wei Jia, tell them to prepare, we must arrive at Wushan before dawn! We must wipe out the enemy troops in Wushan!"

"Yes!"