Rebirth: Thousand Miles of Smoke

Young master of the family, he is also a frail scholar, let alone two hours, even if it is a cup of tea, he doesn't think he will persevere, so he came back when the two hours were full.

When I saw the man still standing in the yard drawing the bow, it was impossible not to be shocked. Even the soldiers of his army couldn't bear to practice for two hours in a row. Looking at Lin Ziyao lying on the bed, he felt The doubts are even greater, why such a pampered young master has such determination, if he is the son of General Lin, but Lin Ziyao was not good at civil and martial arts since he was a child, and he can survive after practicing for so long.

Seeing Lin Ziyao sweating profusely, Si Chenglie thought more about Lin Ziyao in his heart, and sighed slightly: "It was said to be two hours, and it will end now. If you concentrate too well, you will suffer."

Lin Ziyao couldn't help snorting because of the strength of the other party's pressing, and his brows were also furrowed tightly, while Si Chenglie nodded between his brows, raised the corners of his mouth, and held his arm in his hand, his white and tender skin still It's not like a man has it.

That serious expression holding a bow, sweating profusely, is not as unsightly as his cousin Bai Xing said. Such a person is obviously a young man who cannot take his eyes off...

When his hand touched the cold skin, Si Chenglie was so startled as if he had been stung by a bee, he immediately removed his hand from his face, looked at his hand strangely, then suddenly got up and stepped aside, Until Hualien came in with a water basin.

Si Chenglie tried his best to keep it as if nothing had happened, and then sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his arms for him, while Hualian wiped him with a wet towel, but when Hualian was about to untie his collar, Si Chenglie grabbed Hualian. Seeing the face of the other party, Si Chenglie let go of his hand in doubt, but the towel coughed dryly: "I'll do it."

Lin Ziyao was in a daze of sleep. When he woke up, the sky outside was already pitch black. He looked up at the candlestick that had not been extinguished. The soreness from his hands made him gasp. When he came in, he saw Lin Ziyao woke up, and immediately walked over.

"Wash your face first. I'm going to cook dinner. You've slept all afternoon. How do your hands feel? Are they still sore?"

"It's okay, but I don't have much strength." Lin Ziyao shook his hand, and found that the pain was not as expected, and was quite surprised. Hualien handed him the cloth towel and said, "In the afternoon, someone applied the ointment for you. It's for the queen. When did you meet?" Such a powerful person?"

"Hehe, guess who he is." Lin Ziyao asked mysteriously, but after wiping Hualien's cloth towel twice, he was about to get out of bed.

"Could it be a relative of the emperor? Judging by his extraordinary appearance, he should be."

Guessing half right, Lin Ziyao shook his fingers and said with a smile: "You must not have guessed, Iron-Blooded General, Younger Brother Rong Wang, Si Chenglie."

Hua Lian was really stunned at this moment, she opened her mouth in disbelief and said, "That man is, that great general!"

Not to mention Lin Ziyao, this general is well-known throughout the Southern Dynasties, and he is also the object of the hearts of the girls in Yong'an City. Hualien has not spent much time in Rongwang's mansion. It is normal that he has never seen him, but for this general She has heard a lot about the general, she has a girlish feeling, and she always has a girlish longing for a hero.

Lin Ziyao narrowed his eyes, besides, after many years, this General Sicheng will defeat the Ling Kingdom's [-] troops with [-] soldiers and horses, become famous all over the world, and lay a rare and indestructible position for the enthroned King Rong. It is mostly due to the iron-blooded general that King Rong forced the palace to take the position, so no one can shake King Rong's honor and favor for his younger brother.

Lin Ziyao even felt that if Si Chenglie asked for the throne, King Rong might be willing to share half of the country.

Lin Ziyao's expression on Hualien's expression was as expected, Hualien was in a mess all of a sudden, muttering: "It's over, it's over, I didn't greet him before, I must have given him a bad impression, hey, hey!"

Lin Ziyao sat at the table and ate the cold pastry, but his heart was full of joy. Seeing this girl like this, he was worth it. Rubbing his arms, Lin Ziyao narrowed his eyes and laughed, Can continue tomorrow.

"I'll help you put the medicine on later." Seeing Lin Ziyao laughing at her, Hua Lian blushed immediately, and took out a bottle of medicine from her bosom, "By the way, give you a massage, massage!"

"Hey, take it easy, take it easy." Lin Ziyao almost gritted his teeth. The girl rubbed her hard as if in revenge. The pain made him lie on the table and couldn't get up. He thought that he would rather offend the villain than this girl in the future. woman.

The next day, Lin Ziyao got up early and found that his arm was better, so he started copying the scriptures again. It is better to put the drawing of the bow in the afternoon. If he practiced in the morning, he would not have to write in the afternoon. It's awkward and difficult to understand. If you leave this Wanfu Temple, you may not be able to see it, so he has to be able to copy a little bit more. If he has time, he will ask Master Feijing more.

Knowing that the little emperor will go to Wanfu Temple tomorrow, Hualien will definitely want to visit at that time. At that time, maybe that person will come here too. Thinking of this, Lin Ziyao paused his writing hand, feeling a sudden pain in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Hua Lian wondered when he saw him stop writing.

"Hualien, sometimes even if you make up your mind to forget, you may not be able to truly forget."

Hua Lian's hand grinding ink also stopped, and she knew exactly what Lin Ziyao was referring to: "Young Master, forgive me for saying something harsh, King Rong is really not something you can afford, such a person must have reached the peak Yes, and you are just the young master of the Lin family."

"I know." Lin Ziyao rubbed his brows, "Because I have already realized it, I am even more unwilling in my heart, but I have no choice but to force it. Everyone understands this sentence, but understanding is understanding." , but it may not be possible to actually do it.”

He knows the distance between them, not to mention that it is already like this now, but the distance in three years' time will pull them even further. At that time, he could only follow behind him. In the end, he didn't even have the chance to enter the palace, so he could only stand outside the palace wall and watch the high wall lay in front of him.

Never has I realized the gap between myself and that person more clearly than at that time.

Hualien was silent, what Lin Ziyao said was indeed reasonable, she was only hazy about this emotional matter, at most she had only seen the vigorous love of those chaste and fierce women in the book, beside her, she only saw those ordinary men and women, That's why she didn't have any contempt for Lin Ziyao's bold feelings, on the contrary, she felt admiration.

It's just that the result is not as beautiful as it is written in the book.

The son is destined to give up.

"My lord, Hualien will definitely be by your side!"

The little girl looked at Lin Ziyao firmly, but Lin Ziyao was a little at a loss. In the end, he could only touch the girl's head like a big brother, grinned and said, "I'm the youngest son of the family, and my father doesn't know what to do." No rebirth, I have always wanted a younger sister, and this seems to be my wish."

Hua Lian's eyes turned red, she pursed her lips and called out, "My lord..."

"Hey, hey, don't cry, you'll be ugly if you cry." Lin Ziyao was flustered by her actions, not knowing what to do. Seeing him like this, Hualien finally turned his tears into laughter, which made Lin Ziyao feel relieved Tone, this woman is really unpredictable.

At noon, Lin Ziyao started to practice with the bow in front of the wing room. This time it was more difficult to draw the bow, and his arms were stiff. After practicing for a long time, Hua Lian had to rub his arms and shoulders. Lin Ziyao was not discouraged: "I am really I can't bear it."

"What nonsense, the young master is still a young master, what kind of hardship does he need?" Hua Lian squinted at him, and began to exert force on her hands, making her sweat more than Lin Ziyao.

"It's ok." Lin Ziyao shook his arms and continued to practice. Now Si Chenglie came. He was very relieved to see that Lin Ziyao was still practicing, and shouted all the way: "Brother Lin."

Knowing the other party's identity, Hua Lian immediately changed her attitude, and respectfully greeted Si Chenglie: "General Si Cheng."

Si Chenglie waved his hands, and then said to Lin Ziyao, "How are you practicing, are your hands still sore?"

"It's better, your medicine is very effective." Lin Ziyao agreed, but he didn't stop the movement of his hands. Every time he pulled and let go, he looked good.

"Brother Lin, can you ride a horse?"

Lin Ziyao raised his eyes and nodded: "I can't say that there is any riding skill, but I have learned it since I was a child. After all, my father and elder brother are both generals. Don't look at me like this. When I was young, I practiced martial arts for six or seven years. It's just that I didn't have much talent, and then I gave up. gone."

I remembered that when I was a child, I practiced the horse stance for a whole day. At that time, in order to make my mother happy, I endured it, but it was probably like what my father said. He didn't have any talent for dancing knives and guns. He expected it.

Wu failed, he went to study literature, and the result was a mess. He only learned the superficial aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It is used for marriage, so the disappointment with him is getting bigger and bigger.

Until his mother passed away, he was truly forgotten by the Lin family. During those days, it was like being a slave for three years, with other people's cynicism and contemptuous eyes...

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin?"

Lin Ziyao raised his eyes, saw Si Chenglie's worried eyes, and immediately smiled back: "Sorry, I was distracted, what did Brother Sicheng just say?"

"Tomorrow I will be on duty, so I can't come to your place. After the time you have thought about it, come to my mansion, and I will let the big target tell you to shoot arrows."