The coachman whispered: "Miss, the man is dead."
died?Lin Luo was startled, a little curious.
Only then did I realize that there seemed to be no sound outside.
The arrogant voice spread far away in the quiet street. A group of people stared at the carriage as if nothing. Some of them who were close heard the coachman's words, and saw that the carriage was completely silent.
They all thought, she was still a little girl when she heard the voice, she must have been frightened when she heard about the death.
All eyes returned to the unattended corpses on the ground, and a few people looked at Liang Heng uncontrollably.
He could only see it once, and then retracted abruptly, not daring to be too unscrupulous.
Although I don't know him, the brocade and satin clothes are not something ordinary people can wear.
Lin Luo propped himself up on the stool in the carriage. There were no soft cotton strips or cushions on the bench, and his butt hurt from sitting all the way. Now that he fell, the pain was so painful that he stretched out his hand to rub his butt.
Hearing what the coachman said, he stopped rubbing his butt, and after a while, rubbed twice unconsciously. It was really quiet outside. Could it be that everyone was scared and ran away?
As a rich second generation, Lin Luo's desire to join in the fun is no different from that of ordinary people.
It would be a lie to say that you are not curious about the incident that directly hit the first scene of the focus interview.
After waiting for a while, there was indeed no one talking outside, so Lin Luo couldn't help raising his hand, lifted part of the car curtain, and poked his eyes to see the corpse.
When he raised his eyes, he noticed a stare sizing him up. Lin Luo looked keenly, and saw a man wearing a crow-blue coat standing opposite a small stall across the street.
The fluffy fox fur at the neckline is white, and it looks very warm. It is wearing a white robe with complicated patterns embroidered with gold thread. The belt is also crow blue, with green emerald buckles, like a pine and cypress body. Tall and straight.
That face is sharp-edged, with a straight nose, eyebrows that are as sharp as a knife blade, a pair of deep eyes, and a faint smile on the piercing lips. face.
The man's gaze pierced the air, and he came straight to Lin Luo.
Lin Luo was slightly stunned, a little envious, envious of the other person's figure like a benchmark, envious of the other person's healthy complexion, and envious of the other person's clothes.
Good looking, healthy, rich, tsk, he was scratching in his heart, and he didn't know what he was scratching about. He just felt that such a person was the standard in time-travel TV dramas and time-travel novels.
What is he doing now?The body of an imposing eight-foot man, once he travels through time, he will be married to his boudoir?
People are more mad than people.
He used to be the one who pissed people off, but now he is the one who gets pissed off.
"Ahem!" The restless mood brought about the restless pain, and Lin Luo coughed violently again.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the corpse lying on the ground, but he was not very interested. He put down the car curtain and sat on a cold stool. Waiting for the rich, waiting for the rich, he wants to build a luxurious car when he goes out!
The stove and hot pot must be prepared inside, and there are all kinds of soft cushions!Not one less!
As soon as the curtain was lowered, Liang Heng's bodyguards went back and forth, bringing Master You from Dali Temple with them.
The common people who were hiding next to him were unknown to others, but Master You still knew about it. They followed Master You and looked at Liang Heng involuntarily, and then turned away in a hurry. Many people felt that this was strange, and they turned around for fear of getting caught up in the fire. leave in a hurry.
The old lady who was chasing someone just now ran away tremblingly because of fear after the thief fell down, not even wanting the stolen money.
The heroine who was chasing the thief killed the thief because of a single move by the guard, and her vigilant eyes wandered back and forth between the master and the servant. After the guard left, she did not dare to talk to Liang Heng. Seeing that he was also a personal ID card, he waited aside holding his sword.
Master You came with his subordinates, rushed to Liang Heng, and knelt down with a plop: "Your Highness."
Liang Heng said: "Autopsy, check!"
"Yes!" Mr. You was sweating profusely on his forehead, he hurriedly ordered Wu to conduct an autopsy and check the things on this man.
Today's prince was assassinated in broad daylight. If it really happened, Mr. You felt that the head on his neck would not be able to stay for a few days!
The owner of the noodle stall was already frightened to death, when Lord You said His Highness, the whole person slipped and knelt on the noodles he threw out.
The wet noodle soup soaked his cotton trousers, Liang Heng took a look, handed over the scene to You Fei, and went to Dali Temple to stay first.
Song Chenyang, who had passed by here earlier but didn't want to have more contact with Liang Heng, stood in an inconspicuous place and waited for a while, just in time to witness this assassination.
In the winter, he even got himself a fan to show that he was suave and suave. Song Chenyang put the fan away and tapped on his side lightly.
The young man next to him glanced at him and said, "My lord, the news about the Third Prince may be true."
"En." Song Chenyang said indifferently, his lowered eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.
Lin Luo left early, before Master You rushed to Liang Heng.
The coachman was probably also frightened by the sudden assassination just now, so he ran fast on the way back.
The accompanying maidservants had no choice but to catch up.
"A ghost is chasing you? Why are you running? Slow down!"
No matter how fast it is, he would almost be stunned in the carriage!
The coachman had to slow down, and Aunt Zhao and Liu Ying both patted their chests to let the air flow.
It was already noon when we returned to the Lin Mansion. After a sumptuous lunch, a large pile of ledgers was placed in front of Lin Luo. Mother Cen was very good at adjusting the course according to the actual situation, and now let him learn to read the ledgers.
Yuan had learned characters when he was in the West Wing, but the way he handled them was the same as when he learned English.
You need to convert them into simplified Chinese in your mind first, and then compare them to translate the meaning.
Just watch very slowly.
Lin Luo became dizzy after looking at it for a while. God knows, the subject he hated the most in elementary school was mathematics and Chinese, and the subject he hated the most when he grew up was mathematics and physics.
I'm sleepy now, but...
"Miss, you don't need to learn other things, but you must know this one. You married into the prince's mansion. As the future prince's concubine, you need to be familiar with the management of the back house."
In fact, Lin Biqing doesn't know these things, but Lin Luo doesn't know, Lin Biqing doesn't know about talent, people outside can still know, look at the account book, whether she can, will have to wait until the girl comes out of the cabinet.
Cen's mother was feeling disgusted by his indifferent appearance in the morning, no, after going out for a trip, she would have a way to cure him.
Lin Luo raised his eyes: "Mom, you talk a lot today."
It's like you're afraid that others won't know you're doing tricks.
But since this happened, he really had to learn it, because without his dear parents and his brother here, he could only rely on himself in the future.If you don't learn something, you may be lucky enough to survive, and you won't be able to live the splendor before time travel.
So he began to learn to keep accounts and read accounts in a miserable state.
At this moment, he was devastated. Why didn't he take a good look at the company's account books at the beginning? If he had read them, he would be able to apply them directly to slim down the account books for this year.
Lin Luo Lonely and Wuyi learned in a daze. He is not stupid, and he gradually mastered the skills, and he quickly got up to see these things.
That night, Lin Luo dreamed again.
The world made of gold threads in the dream slowly opened towards him, and there appeared the image of him learning to read the ledger during the day.
Looking at his behavior during the day from a third perspective, Lin Luo was a little confused.
The video was speeded up, played within a few minutes, and then froze at the last moment when he put away the ledger.
A red score slowly appeared in the upper right corner.
"56!" A big number, and the following comment: "Extremely weak learning ability! It takes half a day to touch the door for a thing that can be read in 3 minutes, waste!"
Lin Luo: My fist is hardened!You just met an unfamiliar program last night, why do you say that?
He questioned fiercely: "I, Huaguo, can't invent a hot program like yours! Discredit our country's image!"
Correction procedure of the book of the way of heaven: 【...Dear, I suggest you to study harder~】
Lin Luo: ...you are a real dog.
The author has something to say:
in loss.
Maybe it's because I haven't entered the plot of studying Gongdou yet?
died?Lin Luo was startled, a little curious.
Only then did I realize that there seemed to be no sound outside.
The arrogant voice spread far away in the quiet street. A group of people stared at the carriage as if nothing. Some of them who were close heard the coachman's words, and saw that the carriage was completely silent.
They all thought, she was still a little girl when she heard the voice, she must have been frightened when she heard about the death.
All eyes returned to the unattended corpses on the ground, and a few people looked at Liang Heng uncontrollably.
He could only see it once, and then retracted abruptly, not daring to be too unscrupulous.
Although I don't know him, the brocade and satin clothes are not something ordinary people can wear.
Lin Luo propped himself up on the stool in the carriage. There were no soft cotton strips or cushions on the bench, and his butt hurt from sitting all the way. Now that he fell, the pain was so painful that he stretched out his hand to rub his butt.
Hearing what the coachman said, he stopped rubbing his butt, and after a while, rubbed twice unconsciously. It was really quiet outside. Could it be that everyone was scared and ran away?
As a rich second generation, Lin Luo's desire to join in the fun is no different from that of ordinary people.
It would be a lie to say that you are not curious about the incident that directly hit the first scene of the focus interview.
After waiting for a while, there was indeed no one talking outside, so Lin Luo couldn't help raising his hand, lifted part of the car curtain, and poked his eyes to see the corpse.
When he raised his eyes, he noticed a stare sizing him up. Lin Luo looked keenly, and saw a man wearing a crow-blue coat standing opposite a small stall across the street.
The fluffy fox fur at the neckline is white, and it looks very warm. It is wearing a white robe with complicated patterns embroidered with gold thread. The belt is also crow blue, with green emerald buckles, like a pine and cypress body. Tall and straight.
That face is sharp-edged, with a straight nose, eyebrows that are as sharp as a knife blade, a pair of deep eyes, and a faint smile on the piercing lips. face.
The man's gaze pierced the air, and he came straight to Lin Luo.
Lin Luo was slightly stunned, a little envious, envious of the other person's figure like a benchmark, envious of the other person's healthy complexion, and envious of the other person's clothes.
Good looking, healthy, rich, tsk, he was scratching in his heart, and he didn't know what he was scratching about. He just felt that such a person was the standard in time-travel TV dramas and time-travel novels.
What is he doing now?The body of an imposing eight-foot man, once he travels through time, he will be married to his boudoir?
People are more mad than people.
He used to be the one who pissed people off, but now he is the one who gets pissed off.
"Ahem!" The restless mood brought about the restless pain, and Lin Luo coughed violently again.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the corpse lying on the ground, but he was not very interested. He put down the car curtain and sat on a cold stool. Waiting for the rich, waiting for the rich, he wants to build a luxurious car when he goes out!
The stove and hot pot must be prepared inside, and there are all kinds of soft cushions!Not one less!
As soon as the curtain was lowered, Liang Heng's bodyguards went back and forth, bringing Master You from Dali Temple with them.
The common people who were hiding next to him were unknown to others, but Master You still knew about it. They followed Master You and looked at Liang Heng involuntarily, and then turned away in a hurry. Many people felt that this was strange, and they turned around for fear of getting caught up in the fire. leave in a hurry.
The old lady who was chasing someone just now ran away tremblingly because of fear after the thief fell down, not even wanting the stolen money.
The heroine who was chasing the thief killed the thief because of a single move by the guard, and her vigilant eyes wandered back and forth between the master and the servant. After the guard left, she did not dare to talk to Liang Heng. Seeing that he was also a personal ID card, he waited aside holding his sword.
Master You came with his subordinates, rushed to Liang Heng, and knelt down with a plop: "Your Highness."
Liang Heng said: "Autopsy, check!"
"Yes!" Mr. You was sweating profusely on his forehead, he hurriedly ordered Wu to conduct an autopsy and check the things on this man.
Today's prince was assassinated in broad daylight. If it really happened, Mr. You felt that the head on his neck would not be able to stay for a few days!
The owner of the noodle stall was already frightened to death, when Lord You said His Highness, the whole person slipped and knelt on the noodles he threw out.
The wet noodle soup soaked his cotton trousers, Liang Heng took a look, handed over the scene to You Fei, and went to Dali Temple to stay first.
Song Chenyang, who had passed by here earlier but didn't want to have more contact with Liang Heng, stood in an inconspicuous place and waited for a while, just in time to witness this assassination.
In the winter, he even got himself a fan to show that he was suave and suave. Song Chenyang put the fan away and tapped on his side lightly.
The young man next to him glanced at him and said, "My lord, the news about the Third Prince may be true."
"En." Song Chenyang said indifferently, his lowered eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.
Lin Luo left early, before Master You rushed to Liang Heng.
The coachman was probably also frightened by the sudden assassination just now, so he ran fast on the way back.
The accompanying maidservants had no choice but to catch up.
"A ghost is chasing you? Why are you running? Slow down!"
No matter how fast it is, he would almost be stunned in the carriage!
The coachman had to slow down, and Aunt Zhao and Liu Ying both patted their chests to let the air flow.
It was already noon when we returned to the Lin Mansion. After a sumptuous lunch, a large pile of ledgers was placed in front of Lin Luo. Mother Cen was very good at adjusting the course according to the actual situation, and now let him learn to read the ledgers.
Yuan had learned characters when he was in the West Wing, but the way he handled them was the same as when he learned English.
You need to convert them into simplified Chinese in your mind first, and then compare them to translate the meaning.
Just watch very slowly.
Lin Luo became dizzy after looking at it for a while. God knows, the subject he hated the most in elementary school was mathematics and Chinese, and the subject he hated the most when he grew up was mathematics and physics.
I'm sleepy now, but...
"Miss, you don't need to learn other things, but you must know this one. You married into the prince's mansion. As the future prince's concubine, you need to be familiar with the management of the back house."
In fact, Lin Biqing doesn't know these things, but Lin Luo doesn't know, Lin Biqing doesn't know about talent, people outside can still know, look at the account book, whether she can, will have to wait until the girl comes out of the cabinet.
Cen's mother was feeling disgusted by his indifferent appearance in the morning, no, after going out for a trip, she would have a way to cure him.
Lin Luo raised his eyes: "Mom, you talk a lot today."
It's like you're afraid that others won't know you're doing tricks.
But since this happened, he really had to learn it, because without his dear parents and his brother here, he could only rely on himself in the future.If you don't learn something, you may be lucky enough to survive, and you won't be able to live the splendor before time travel.
So he began to learn to keep accounts and read accounts in a miserable state.
At this moment, he was devastated. Why didn't he take a good look at the company's account books at the beginning? If he had read them, he would be able to apply them directly to slim down the account books for this year.
Lin Luo Lonely and Wuyi learned in a daze. He is not stupid, and he gradually mastered the skills, and he quickly got up to see these things.
That night, Lin Luo dreamed again.
The world made of gold threads in the dream slowly opened towards him, and there appeared the image of him learning to read the ledger during the day.
Looking at his behavior during the day from a third perspective, Lin Luo was a little confused.
The video was speeded up, played within a few minutes, and then froze at the last moment when he put away the ledger.
A red score slowly appeared in the upper right corner.
"56!" A big number, and the following comment: "Extremely weak learning ability! It takes half a day to touch the door for a thing that can be read in 3 minutes, waste!"
Lin Luo: My fist is hardened!You just met an unfamiliar program last night, why do you say that?
He questioned fiercely: "I, Huaguo, can't invent a hot program like yours! Discredit our country's image!"
Correction procedure of the book of the way of heaven: 【...Dear, I suggest you to study harder~】
Lin Luo: ...you are a real dog.
The author has something to say:
in loss.
Maybe it's because I haven't entered the plot of studying Gongdou yet?
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