"Didn't catch up after all." Mrs. Gu was slightly taken aback when she saw that it was Gu Jiangwan and Lin Muan, then she sighed and sat down on the soft stool and said.

"What do you want to say?" Seeing Mrs. Gu's hesitant expression, Gu Jiangwan finally asked.

Mrs. Gu shook her head, "Tell me what you want to do first?"

Gu Jiangwan bit her lip, and finally said two words, "Leave."

Mrs. Gu nodded, "It's time to go, this is not home after all."

——“Where is home?”

——"Chang'an."

Gu Qiaowan and Lin Muan looked at each other without saying a word.

Mrs. Gu said, "The Lin family has finally paid off what they owed Zhao Huan."

"What do you mean?" Lin Muan frowned and asked.

Mrs. Gu said in a long tone. It sounds like many springs and autumns have passed, "That was when Emperor Hongyuan was still alive. Zhao Huan was appointed Marshal of Zhengbei. Today's status. Emperor Hongyuan sent your grandfather to accompany the army, and was accidentally injured by the enemy on the battlefield. Zhao Huan personally rescued him. Your grandfather was very grateful to Zhao Huan. Betrayed Zhao Huan. So even though Zhao Huan was seeking power and usurping the throne, your father never felt sorry for him, the emperor, or all the people in the world. Zhao Huan saved your grandfather back then, and now your father passed away because of his son's country. Yes, it's all over. From now on, the Lin family will never owe Zhao Huan any more."

Lin Mu'an and Gu Jiangwan were speechless for a while, and Mrs. Gu said to Gu Jiangwan, "But today the world is uneasy, and you, as the second son of Emperor Hongyuan, should take up this responsibility for the people of the country. In terms of blood, you are more important than Zhao Jian." You are qualified to be the master of the world. In terms of the ability to be an emperor, I absolutely believe that your benevolent heart is enough to surpass him by thousands of miles."

"But we have no soldiers."

Military power is always the greatest weapon to win, apart from it, everything is just talking on paper and trying to make money out of water.

"The King of Zhennan has many generals and dominates one side." Mrs. Gu replied.

"Why did King Zhennan come to help us?" Lin Muan asked.

"Because Zhao Huan cut off his military power, Zhao Jian's decree to the vassal king that he must not return to Beijing is even more irritating. Think about it, Zhao Jian has issued this order, and there will be a few days before the day when the vassal will be cut. How far? And Gu Xuan once saved his life, and we are tolerant to Song Rin, he has no reason to refuse such a thing."

Lin Mu'an nodded, "No wonder Song Rin told us that day, 'The King of Zhennan's million-strong army is waiting for the real emperor'."

Mrs. Gu's face was a little happy, "In this way, we can already rely on the power of King Zhennan."

In the summer of the 38th year of Jingtai, Xia Huizong passed away and Xuanzong ascended the throne.The invasion of foreign tribes from the north is like a broken bamboo, and it is close to Tongguan and will reach Chang'an.The emperor was afraid, so he moved the capital to Jinling.All the officials in the capital moved accordingly, and the pain of leaving their hometowns has not been expressed for the time being.

——"Xia Shi·Xuanzong Benji"

After closing the "History of Xia", Lin Mu'an looked at Gu Jianwan, "Xuanzong is the previous emperor of Emperor Hongyuan, that is, your grandfather. It seems that the move of the capital of Great Xia took only a few decades."

"That's why Mrs. Gu said that the family is not here."

"When the capital was moved back then, Gu Xuan was still very young, but he was a native of the north. Even Mrs. Gu's childhood was spent in Chang'an. After so many years, I'm afraid I miss him so much." Lin Muan smiled. , "However, the current situation makes us have to leave."

"Gu Yunxiu has been operating in several big states in the north for so many years, and it is finally coming in handy. Once I go this time, I may not come back in a short time." Gu Jiangwan said, "Let's go and see the scenery here again. how?"

"Is this the last carnival?" Lin Muan raised his eyebrows, with a warm smile in his eyes, like winter plum blossoms blooming recklessly.

"With you here, every day is a carnival." Gu Qiaowan leaned into Lin Mu'an's ear and said, "Is there a smell of lingering death?"

Lin Muan rubbed his arms, goosebumps all over his body, "What about the business in the capital? And how will the gold and silver in the study be transported to Chang'an?"

Gu Jianwan smiled, "You don't have to worry about this, the gold and silver were taken out by Mrs. Gu little by little when we found the Zhuohua Sword, not to mention Zhao Jian didn't know anything about our situation It will hinder us too much. As for those businesses that can be transferred, I have already asked Ling Feng and Uncle Cheng to contact the next family, and those that cannot be transferred can only be abandoned like this, and we will make some considerations later."

Lin Muan smiled, and said softly, "Okay." Then Piyi and Gu Jiangwan walked out together.

Boats and boats are vaguely beauties. Jinling is a treasure land for literati and poets, a paradise for romantic men and women, and a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.For Gu Jiangwan and Lin Mu'an at this time, it felt like a momentary gratification.The long absence is not far away, food and beautiful scenery are indispensable.

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"Your Majesty, this is the resignation letter of Lord Lin, Minister of the Ministry of War." Zhao Jian felt that reading the memorials every day was too boring, so he sent the people from Yushitai to sit under the imperial case in the imperial study to sort out the memorials for him.At this moment, he was sipping tea leisurely at the desk, when someone asked him unexpectedly, "I don't know how to deal with it, please ask the emperor to clarify."

"Reason?" Zhao Jian asked impatiently.

"Send the bones of the dead father back to the ancestral home Chang'an." The people below answered cautiously, for fear of offending the capricious emperor.

Zhao Jian closed his eyes, but he was wrong in this matter, but who gave Lin Jing the courage to openly challenge him in the court, and even uttered insults to him.To despise the imperial power to such an extent, he just cut off his title, and he just fell down like this, never getting up again.To be honest, he still felt a little guilty towards Lin Jing. Since he couldn't return to his hometown in life, calling him back to his roots after death would be regarded as fulfilling his duty as a disciple.

"Now, Tai Fu Lin Jing, a man of loyalty and filial piety, died for the country, and was granted the title of Marquis of Zhongyi. His son's request, please allow."

In the winter of the 24th year of Tianchen, when the imperial prince Lin Jing (word Wenxuan) died of illness, the emperor was greatly mourned, and he was granted the title of Marquis of Zhongyi, and his posthumous posthumous title was Zhongxian.His eldest son, Lin's family, Li'an, asked the emperor to allow him to retire, and the emperor allowed it.Ten miles of white silk sent each other off, and the people fell to the ground and wept bitterly.At the end of the month, the corpse returned to its ancestral home in Chang'an.Throughout his life, he was the loyal assistant of the three dynasties, and the virtuous minister of ancient and modern times.

——"Xia Shi Biography of Lin Jing"

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