I don't read sage books

The candlelight flickered, quickly swept across the rice paper held by Su Bai's fingertips, and the ashes fell into the copper pot. When Chu Yan took water to extinguish the remaining flames, Shen Ling knocked on the door three times.

"Come in." Chu Yan wiped his hands, turned around and sat on the Grand Master's chair.

The candlelight shone on Chu Yanji's Yueguangfeng's face, there was no smile on his face, and the indifferent colors in his long and narrow eyes slanted out when no one was there, and there was no such thing as a friendly and approachable look on a regular basis.

Shen Ling handed over the secret letter that Fang harvested from the carrier pigeon's feet to Chu Yan. Chu Yan opened the curled vertical rice paper to read, glanced at it, and burned it up without hesitation, leaving no trace.

"Li Xun spit out everything after a few glasses of wine. The Li family did get involved in the private salt matter," Chu Yan said slowly, "I thought it would take some effort, but I'm really an idiot."

The contempt in his tone reached the extreme, as if thinking of something, his brows were slightly frowned in disgust.

Shen Ling said respectfully, "The lord means to let the young master watch the changes and wait for the opportunity."

"The Li family is nothing to be afraid of," Chu Yan said with a serious expression, "It's just a little bait thrown out. If we take the bait, the real big fish will definitely dive into the bottom of the lake and never show its tail, but it's not completely useless."

Shen Ling was puzzled and was about to ask, but the people sent by Chu Yan had come to report back.

"My lord, the matter you told me has been done, and all the rewards have been given." The people outside lowered their voices.

Only then did the corners of Chu Yan's lips smile, "Understood."

Shen Ling thought about it, "Wei Lin is a rare talent, if he can be used by our side in the future, he will become a great weapon."

"Wei Lin is indeed talented." The corners of Chu Yan's lips sank again, and he couldn't see any expression of anger, "It's just that he is too indulged in the love of his children, and he has a deep affection for Lin Qingyu. I think he must be very angry with me now."

Hearing Lin Qingyu's name, Shen Ling thought about the lively figure of the usual days, and hesitated, "Actually, Lin Qingyu is straightforward by nature, if I involve him, I'm afraid it will hurt him..."

"Guess, is Wei Lin going to get rid of me for Lin Qingyu?" Chu Yan interrupted Shen Ling, his eyes covered with a layer of coldness, "If he puts righteousness aside for the sake of his children's love, then he won't." It is necessary to exist."

Shen Ling was surprised at Chu Yan's ruthlessness, and couldn't figure out what Lin Qingyu's identity was in Chu Yan's heart, but since he arrived in Cao County eight months ago, he has made all the preparations for what he planned, and there is only one way to achieve it can go.

Back then his whole family was slaughtered, but he was the only one who survived incognito. If he couldn't clear up the grievances of his parents and elder brother and avenge his hatred, Shen Ling would have no face in the world.

Thinking about it this way, the so-called righteousness of the family and the country is nothing more than stepping on innocent souls, and Lin Qingyu and Wei Lin are just pawns that are difficult to escape in the troubled times and pave the way for a prosperous and peaceful world.

-

Lin Qingyu spent her 17th birthday at home.

In the afternoon, he went to the ancestral hall with his father Lin Shan and brother Lin Jingyun to offer incense to his mother's tablet.

His impression of his mother is already blurred, he only vaguely remembers that his mother is a very gentle Jiangnan woman who likes to wrap him in her arms and sing brisk songs, the tune can no longer be remembered clearly, but Lin Qingyu still remembers her mother My dear loves him very much.

After the mother passed away, this pampering was passed down by Lin Jingyun.

After paying homage to his mother, the father and son celebrated Lin Qingyu's birthday at home. Precious meals were served on the table like flowing water, such as silk tofu, bean sprouts stuffed with meat, and thinly sliced ​​abalone. A cook who once served the royal family was invited to make a birthday celebration banquet, and he loved it so much that I can't explain it in words.

Lin Shan also holds Lin Qingyu in the palm of his hand like pearls and treasures. He has a deep affection for his late wife. After leaving his youngest son, he has never married since his late wife passed away. This is a good story in Cao County.

"Father, brother," Lin Qingyu poured a full glass of sake and stood up boldly, "I respect you with this glass."

After all, drink it up.

In his own home, Lin Jingyun didn't stop Lin Qingyu from drinking, so he just let him.

Laifu wagged his tail and rubbed against Lin Qingyu's feet, as if he was also celebrating Lin Qingyu's birthday.

The attendant brought up a bowl of raw meat for Laifu to eat, and put warm goat's milk on the side, Laifu howled and ate his mouth full, Lin Qingyu looked at the brows with joy, and was about to go after eating for a while touch it.

Seeing that he still had such a childlike heart, Lin Shan couldn't help scolding, "You have to look like you are eating, Qingyu, sit on the board and come upright!"

Lin Qingyu knew that no matter how harsh her father's words were, she was reluctant to really punish herself, so she obediently dug a spoonful of shrimp and crab paste into Lin Shan's bowl, "Eat more."

Maybe it was because of drinking, Lin Shan, who was always cheerful and happy, was actually a little sentimental today, "When your brother was seventeen, he had already supported the Lin family, and you are still like a child."

Lin Qingyu feasted on it, and smiled sweetly at Lin Jingyun, "My brother is a dragon and a phoenix among people, I can't compare to it, so I have to rely on my brother to be a rice worm."

"Jing Yun, your mother asked me to take good care of you when your mother died. My father is incompetent." Lin Shan didn't know what to think, and suddenly felt sad, "When you were 15 years old, you were supposed to take the provincial examination, but it was your father who made you bear such a big burden." ..."

"Father," Lin Jingyun interrupted him with a smile on his face, "Today is Qingyu's birthday, so don't bring up unhappy things."

Lin Qingyu thought that Lin Shan was just drunk and talking nonsense, so she repeatedly patted her father on the shoulder, "Father, with my brother here, you can take care of yourself."

Lin Shan went on and on about a lot, all about missing his dead wife. Seeing that Lin Jingyun had almost eaten, he asked the housekeeper to help Lin Shan go back to the yard to rest. Turning his head again, Lin Qingyu was teasing Lai Fu on his lap. The dogs all ate until their stomachs were round, with a satisfied expression on their faces.

After late autumn, the sunset came early, and Laifu was already asleep. Lin Qingyu gave it to sister Xu, and walked back to the courtyard with her brother under the moonlight.

The moon and stars were sparse, and the autumn wind picked up. Lin Qingyu drank wine, but the hot wind turned his body cold. He was blown so that he shivered and sneezed.

Lin Jingyun beside him suddenly stopped, walked around in front of Lin Qingyu and bent down.

Lin Qingyu was also polite, and lay down on Lin Jingyun's back in twos and outs, letting out a long sigh of comfort.

When he was a child, his elder brother always carried him on his back. Although Lin Jingyun is only three years older than Lin Qingyu, in Lin Qingyu's eyes, his elder brother is an unshakable mountain. No matter how old he is, he will always be perched under Lin Jingyun's arms baby bird.

After drinking, Lin Qingyu was slightly drunk, and muttered, "Father was so drunk just now, he must have missed his mother, and I missed my mother too. A few days ago, my mother entrusted me with dreams."

"Really?" Lin Jingyun walked steadily, carrying Lin Qingyu on his back without showing any difficulty, "What did Mother tell you?"

"Mother told me not to make father angry, and she also said that I would share the burden for you." Lin Qingyu reached out to rub Lin Jingyun's face, and buried her head on Lin Jingyun's shoulder to absorb the fragrance of her brother's body.

"As long as Qingyu is safe and well, there is no need to worry about other things." Lin Jingyun's cheeks were slightly flushed, but he didn't stop the palms that were making trouble on his face.

"Brother," Lin Qingyu said sullenly, "Are you tired?"

Everyone in the world praises Lin Jingyun for being young and promising, and praises his elder brother for being so powerful, but for such a big Lin family, his elder brother must have worked very hard.

Lin Jingyun's boots stepped on fallen leaves, and there was a crisp sound, accompanied by his answer, "I'm not tired."

Lin Qingyu muttered, "I will be successful in the future, brother... If there is a day, let me take care of you."

After the words fell, the palm placed on Lin Jingyun's face slowly fell, and he had already fallen asleep.

The moonlight was like a pouring Milky Way, illuminating Lin Jingyun's figure with Lin Qingyu on his back, so quiet and peaceful, Lin Jingyun paused a little, supporting Lin Qingyu, as if he had put all the weight of his life on his shoulders, but he had no complaints no regrets.

-

Wei Mansion was brightly lit.

Wei Lin stood in front of the courtyard in a crow blue robe, with his personal servant kneeling in front of him.

There is a brocade box with red patterns on the ground, and by the candlelight, the luster of the broken jade pot inside is reflected.

"My lord, this servant was ordered to give a congratulatory gift to Mr. Lin. Who would have thought that a few children rushed out on the road and knocked this servant to the ground. The brocade box fell to the ground without paying attention, and the contents inside shattered. Mr. It's the servant who is ineffective in doing things, so you should punish the servant." The young servant choked up as he spoke, knowing that he had missed a big deal.

Wei Lin was silent for a long time, and the moonlight cast a chill on his usually deserted face.

The jade pot was broken in half, revealing the rice paper wrapped with red silk thread inside.

Wei Lin bent down, pulled out the rice paper inside, tried twice, and finally managed to get around the red silk thread.

The rice paper is spread out at the fingertips, and the vigorous and powerful handwriting is vivid on the paper, only six short characters-if you get together here, you will love each other.

The jade pot was broken, something was on his mind, it was God's will that he was deprived of even the chance to tell his feelings.

Wei Lin suddenly laughed softly, crushed the rice paper, looked at the bright and bright moon in the sky, his figure was desolate, for a long time, he let out a sound, and was blown to pieces by the autumn wind.