Chang'an City.

Since the founding of Emperor Gaozu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a full 200 years have passed now, and in this long 200 years, this Xiongcheng does not know how much wind and rain it has experienced, how many swords, guns, swords, halberds, and the same has not known how many heroes, how many deceits, and it is still standing and is still the capital of the Great Zhou.

It's still ...... The first heroic city in the world!

When Chang'an City was at its peak, there were more than one million people and nearly two million people, after the decline of the Great Zhou Dynasty, especially after experiencing Emperor Ling, the population of the national capital lost a lot, but after more than ten years of hard work, the population of Chang'an City recovered slightly, and although it is not back to its heyday, there are still about one million people.

A veritable capital of the world.

At the beginning of February in the eighth year of Qiande, the cold wind of winter gradually subsided, and many wild grasses on both sides of the official road were already showing green buds, and wild flowers were also trying to give birth to flower buds.

At this time, on the official road in the east of Chang'an City, a convoy was slowly but firmly driving towards Chang'an City.

This convoy is naturally Lin Zhao and his party.

The month they spent on the road was basically the coldest season of the year, but the days were short and long in winter, and in order to get there as soon as possible, they had to get up and rush every morning before dawn, which was quite painful.

Now, Chang'an City is finally in sight.

Lin Sanlang, who had never been far away, was exhausted at this time, but after opening the curtain of the carriage and faintly seeing Chang'an City, he was also a lot excited, and turned back to Lin Jian and said, "Seventh uncle, Chang'an City is coming!" ”

Lin Jian went out to study when he was a teenager, and after graduating from high school, except for a few years when he was an official in the local government, he spent most of the rest of his time in Chang'an City, so he didn't have any excited expression, but said lightly: "I knew yesterday that I was going to arrive today, what are you so happy about?" ”

Although it was calm on the surface, after being away from Beijing for more than a year or nearly two years, when he saw this majestic city again, Lin Jian's heart was still quite complicated.

In the sixth year of Qiande, he was driven out of Chang'an City by those people, and he was quite embarrassed, and now more than a year has passed, and the original Lin Shilang has changed and become the great master of Chang'an City.

Thinking of this, Lin Jian looked at this majestic city again, and his heart sank slightly.

For ordinary officials, it is natural to be able to climb as high as possible in the court, but for him, a person with the label of bright and bright East Palace, the higher he stands, the more conspicuous he is, and the easier it is to be used as a target by people from the Kang family.

"There's always going to be a fight."

Yuan Dagong whispered silently in his heart.

The carriage gradually drove towards Chang'an City, and when there were still three or five miles away from Chang'an City, two young men stopped the way of their horse team, the eldest of these two was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the younger was only twelve or thirteen years old, standing in front of Lin Jian's carriage, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen my father." ”

These are Lin Jian's two sons, the eldest son Lin Mo, and the second son is called Lin Zhan.

Lin Yuanda's family lived in the capital and never went back to Yuezhou with him, firstly because it was dangerous to leave Beijing, and secondly, Lin Jian was unwilling to let his two sons delay their studies.

His eldest son studied at the Shigu Academy, and his youngest son also studied in the official school in the capital, so he never took him with him.

After hearing the voices of his two sons, Lin Yuanda, who was sitting in the carriage, stretched his waist, lifted the curtain and walked out, Lin Zhao followed behind him and jumped out of the carriage.

After getting out of the carriage, Lin Jian first looked at his eldest son, frowned, and said, "Shigu Academy should have opened in early February, and now it's the third day of February, why are you still in Chang'an City?" ”

Lin Mo hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Back to my father, my son heard that my father is going back to Chang'an, so I want to see my father before leaving. ”

He glanced up at Lin Jian, and then lowered his head: "Congratulations to my father." ”

"There's nothing to congratulate."

Lin Jian stiffened his face and said in a deep voice: "When the two of you brothers are admitted to the Jinshi, it is desirable to be a father." ”

After saying this, he looked at his second son Lin Zhan again, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't been in the capital for the past two years, have my studies been delayed?" ”

Lin Zhan's body trembled, and he bowed his head and said, "Go back to my father, I haven't delayed." ”

Lin Zhao on the side, seeing Lin Jian's appearance, was slightly surprised.

When Lin Jian was in Yuezhou, no matter who he faced, he was always approachable, except for the conflict with Cheng Jingzong, he had a smile on everyone, and it was the first time Lin Zhao had seen him so serious.

Obviously, he is a strict father in front of his two sons.

After training his son, Lin Jian pointed to Lin Jian behind him and said, "This is the brother of your fourth uncle's family, and he is the third in the family." ”

Like Lin Jian and Lin Qingyuan's generation, they can be regarded as cousins, and they can also talk about the elders and youngsters together, but when it comes to Lin Zhao and Lin Mo's generation, the relationship is a little far away, and they have already separated from each other, so it is not good to talk about the generations together.

Lin Zhao's father, Lin Qingyuan, has no brothers, so Lin Zhao is the third in the family.

He stepped forward and arched his hand at Lin Jian's two sons: "I've seen the eldest brother, Erlang." ”

Along the way, Lin Zhao had already heard Lin Jian mention his two sons, his eldest son was two years older than Lin Zhao, and the younger son was one year younger than Lin Zhao.

The two of them also looked at Lin Zhao behind their father with some curiosity, and then returned the salute: "San Lang is good." ”

The youngest son, Lin Zhan, had a lively personality and said with a smile: "The third brother is good. ”

Lin Yuanda's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "When I was in Yuezhou, San Lang was kind to his father, and the last time he sacrificed his life to save his father's life, he is a great benefactor of our family, and after you two brothers, you must not treat San Lang badly." ”

After the two brothers heard their father's words, their faces changed, and the eldest brother Lin Mo knelt directly in front of Lin Zhao and kowtowed to Lin Zhao: "Thank you San Lang, save your life." ”

Lin Zhan also knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you, third brother." ”

Lin Zhao hurriedly helped the two of them up, and said with a wry smile: "Two brothers, how can this be done, don't be like this, don't be like this." ”

"We are of the same clan and clan, as the younger generation of the seventh uncle, it is my duty to help the seventh uncle do something......"

Lin Zhao tried to reach out and pull the two people up, but both of them knelt on the ground, not moving.

Lin Jian on the side stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Zhao's sleeve, and said slowly: "San Lang, don't excuse me, you saved my life, and you deserve the courtesy of the two of them." ”

In desperation, Lin Zhao could only stand in place, looking at these two unmasked brothers, and kowtowing to himself three times.

After three heads, Lin Jian said in a deep voice: "Get up." ”

When the two brothers heard the decree, they got up from the ground.

Lin Jian returned to the carriage, and his two sons also got into the carriage, and when Lin Zhao was some about whether to get into the carriage, Lin Jian's voice came from the carriage: "San Lang is about to get on the carriage, I will enter the city before noon." ”

Lin Zhao answered, and then got into the carriage.

In the carriage, Lin Jian asked his two sons about the situation in the capital, and asked about his wife's recent situation.

Before the convoy entered the city, Lin Zhao in the carriage heard a somewhat familiar voice.

"Master Lin can be regarded as going to Chang'an."

Outside the carriage, a young voice smiled: "The student is here, and I have been waiting for Master Lin all morning." ”