Chapter 3 Watching the Sea

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"Since you're awake, you don't plan to come down and take a walk?" said the old man angrily. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, Old Xing, your old man is tired, my leg is so injured that I can't walk. ”

The old man turned his head and glanced at the young man who looked like a splash of skin and said, "I was hit by a table and was hurt badly?"

The soldiers of the Direct Guard who escorted the two of them into the city around couldn't help laughing when they heard what the old man said, and even Bi Tianqing, who was riding on a tall horse, laughed out loud.

Lin Ji was annoyed and ashamed, and his left hand jumped down from the old man's shoulder, and he hugged his hands around his chest and ignored everyone.

Wuhou Mansion is in the very center of Canghai City, connecting the main road out of the city, although it is not the largest mansion in Canghai City, but it must be the most powerful mansion.

Lin Ji could see the two red lanterns hanging in front of the Hou Mansion from a distance, and under the red lanterns were two huge stone lions, with angry eyes and majesty.

But Lin Ji was warm in his heart, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

It has been two years since he left Canghai, which is a long, long time for a young man who was born and grew up in Si, and in the days of studying in the academy, he even forgot what the gate of the Hou Mansion looked like, forgot how tall the stone lion he climbed on when he was a teenager, forgot how long the streets of Canghai City he used to play in, and even forgot what his father looked like.

Pushing open the familiar door, a familiar figure leaned against a huge bookcase made of sandalwood, pressing his head with one hand and holding a pen with the other, and the sound of writing was endless.

In the room, there is a four-foot-high Tibetan bronze bronze tripod on the large red sandalwood carving table near the window, and there is also a large painting of the green dragon popular in Anli country.

With the appearance of these things, the whole room immediately became temperamental, and became extraordinarily graceful and luxurious.

This is the study of Lin Jinrong, the Marquis of the Han Dynasty and the first on the list.

There are several cases of rosewood marble in the study, there are four treasures of the study room and the cup tendon wine utensils, the celebrity law is piled up, there are more than ten squares of inkstone alone, all of them are priceless, and the pen erected in the sea of pens is dense like a forest.

Behind the man lay a huge bookshelf, on which there were no too many books on paper, but more ancient texts strung together with bamboo compendiums. The weight of history came over the man behind him.

It was clear that the door was being pushed open, but the man did not look up.

A ray of sunlight penetrated into the door that was slowly pushed open, reflecting a few strands of white in the dark hair, and Lin Ji saw it in his eyes, and his heart hurt.

The man's eyebrows were heavy, the corners of his mouth were very resolute, and on the lower left side of the square cheek, a scar about half an inch was clearly visible, and this scar did not make the face ugly, but added a bit of heroism.

"Father, I'm back. ”

"It's good to come back, I haven't seen you for two years, and I've grown a lot. There was a moment of pause in the study's voice, not that no one was talking, but that no one wanted to speak.

"My father hadn't seen me for two years, but I saw him six months ago. Lin Ji pursed the corners of his mouth, and his back was straight in the sun.

Half a year ago, Lin Jinrong was ordered to go to Beijing to report on his work, and he stayed in Zhongjing for only two days before returning in a hurry due to border military affairs.

"Secretly escaping from Yingtian Palace is punishable. The man raised his head slightly, looked at the person in front of him and smiled at the corners of his mouth, his frowning brows finally relaxed a lot, but he seemed to have a hint of apology.

"There are some things that are more important than being punished. Isn't it?"

This is the most lively day in Canghai City in the memory of Old Man Xu, not only can only be seen in the capital dignitaries abound, but also because in the early morning from the Wuhou Mansion out of the Wuhou Mansion out of the carriage full of longevity cakes shuttled through every street and alley of Canghai City, every family in Canghai City people have received gifts from the Wuhou Mansion, although it is a piece of longevity cake weighing only one catty, of course, it is not worth a few dollars of silver, but when they watched the carriage from the Wuhou Mansion stop at the door of their house, a young man with extraordinary appearance, smiled and walked towards him with this longevity cake, many people couldn't help but leave hot tears.

At first, no one knew who this handsome young man was from Wuhou Mansion, but when the carriage passed by the door of Old Man Xu's house, Old Man Xu still recognized this Wuhou's only son at a glance.

Two years ago, when he was selling roasted sweet potatoes near the Hou Mansion, Shizi did not patronize them.

"World ...... Shizi. Old man Xu, who was over sixty years old, trembled and greeted the person who walked towards him with a smile. The ravine's face trembled slightly, his eyes were red, and his face was indescribably excited.

The world is always talking about Wuhou with mixed reviews, and most of the children who read say that Wuhou has nearly a million people's blood on his hands, and he is too murderous as a martial artist. And the soldiers who were born in martial arts had a fanatical worship of Wuhou.

Since Da Mang's invasion of the north, Wu Hou led 100,000 Lin family troops to force back Da Mang, and went south, all the way like a bamboo, forcing Da Mang to cut the five cities to seek peace, and every time Qilin Tang promulgated the world general list, Lin Jinrong's name was undoubtedly ranked first, and how the position of the second to tenth places changed, I was unmoved.

And the people of Canghai City have another kind of gratitude to Wuhou. As the border town of the Han Dynasty, Canghai City has been plagued by the attack of the Great Mang all the year round, and the life of the people born in the Si Chang and Si is miserable, the continuous war starts from the autumn of each year, and will not stop until the spring of the next year, and since the birth of the Wuhou Lin Jinrong, not only the border of the Han Dynasty has been pushed south for nearly twenty miles, but also the Canghai City as the base camp of the Lin family's army, since that year, the army of the Great Mang has never come here.

For them, the 300,000 Lin family army is their barrier, and Wuhou is their faith.

The old man's eyes were a little moist, he didn't expect that Wuhou, who had such a noble status, had his relatives distribute birthday cakes to the neighbors in accordance with local customs.

Lin Ji smiled and took a few steps forward, and hurriedly picked up the old man who looked like he was going to fall down at any time.

"Shizi, you may have forgotten, a few years ago, I was selling sweet potatoes near the Hou Mansion, and Shizi was only so tall at that time, but he didn't patronize my old man Xu's stall. Old man Xu's slightly red eyes flashed with a smile, and he scratched the bridge of his nose with his hand, indicating that it was a long time ago.

"Oh......" Chu Ji suddenly realized, "I said how can I look at you a little familiar." ”

With this relationship, the relationship between Chu Ji and Old Man Xu immediately became familiar. Looking at the early sun, Lin Ji pursed his lips and helped Old Man Xu sit down on the stone bench.

"Grandpa Xu...... You said that our Canghai City is better, or Zhongjing City is better. Chu Ji looked at the contemplative old man Xu with interest.

"Shizi, you can call me Old Man Xu, I can't afford the three words Grandpa Xu. The old man was genuinely afraid.

Lin Ji was not reluctant, and nodded with a smile.

"When I was young, I also went to Zhongjing, although Zhongjing is a little bigger than our Canghai City, but after all, it is less popular, how can the big people there care about the life and death of our little people. But our Canghai City is different, and our Canghai City has Marquis Lin. As he spoke, a strange look appeared on the old man's face, as if he was talking about something to be proud of.

"Rest well, I'll come back to see you sometime. Lin Ji smiled mysteriously, pointed to the half-cart of birthday cakes outside, and said goodbye to Old Man Xu.

Old man Xu wanted to get up, but was pressed down by Chu Ji. "I am a junior, you are an elder, how can there be a reason for elders to send juniors. As the words fell, Chu Ji's figure had disappeared in front of the old man.

Hou Ye has a good son, Canghai City can be peaceful for another fifty years, Lao Xu Tou muttered secretly, holding the birthday cake in his arms, and I don't know when he has fallen asleep on the stone bench.

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