The little Li family and Lin Yanyan inside were so frightened by him that they shrank into a ball. Mrs. Lin glanced at the two of them and snorted disdainfully.

Originally, this Mrs. Lin was very sorry for Xiao Li is her niece, but since Lin Xingwen's death, she has been 10,000 impatient with her, and she feels that her crying face is frustrated, and even their old Lin family is unlucky.

Now that he was in Kyoto, thinking about what he wanted to do, he said fiercely to her: "I can tell you, my Lao Lin family doesn't raise things inside and outside, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will let the third child take a leave of absence!" ”

Xiao Li's eyes were red, and he hurriedly shrank and shook his head.

Lin Qingtian entered the Ruyi Fang, and put the token left by the noble man into the hand of the Ya Po who welcomed the guests.

Waiting in the backyard was Xiao Si, who was frightened by Su Luan that day. As soon as Xiao Si saw someone, he looked at him from head to toe with his hands behind his back: "You are Miss Su's uncle?" ”

Lin Qingtian hurriedly smiled flatteringly, and arched his hand: "It's the villain, it's the villain." ”

Xiao Si glanced at him disdainfully, and said secretly in his heart, it was really a mud leg from the countryside, and he couldn't get on the stage!

He took out a dime of silver from his sleeve pocket, threw it at him, and explained: "Take people to Yuebin Building in Suzaku Alley, the package of medicine that Zhu Ye gave you before, remember to take it to people, and explain your affairs, and give Ye a firm bite to death!" ”

Lin Qingtian took the silver with both hands, nodded and responded with a "hey".

Although Xiao Si is also a person who is good at flattery, but in his bones he has contempt and even hatred for the same people, and now when he sees the appearance of Lin Qingtian's dog's legs, he doesn't even hesitate to give him a look, turns around and walks out of the courtyard, and goes straight to King Jing's mansion.

The inner courtyard of King Jing's Mansion.

Jiang Hongxuan was half-leaning on the carved sandalwood chaise longue, holding a bowl of rock sugar bird's nest soup in her hand, drinking it in small sips.

After listening to Xiao Si's words, his slightly drooping eyelashes were lightly raised, and he smiled faintly: "Since the protagonists have arrived, then this play will open!" Xiao Si, you go and spread the words I told you before, the more people who know, the more lively the trouble, the better! ”

In the Zhangzhu Pavilion at the other end, Su Luan didn't know the news that Lin Qingtian's family had arrived in Beijing ahead of schedule. At this time, she was concentrating on studying the map of Napingjiang City.

She held a cinnabar pen in her hand, her brows were tightly locked, and her eyes fell on the topographic map of Pingjiang City with a deep light. From time to time, I write and draw in the blank space on the side of the picture, and that appearance is more serious than taking the college entrance examination back then.

The bell didn't interfere with her, and came in lightly with snacks and flower tea, and put the tray aside. In the end, it was the steaming osmanthus cake that attracted her to her mind.

Su Luan pinched a piece, her thin lips opened slightly, and she bit it gently, only to feel that her lips and teeth were overflowing with the aroma of osmanthus, and the soft taste made her sigh.

The bell couldn't help but chuckle: "Miss is really like a child......"

Su Luan glanced at her, chewing, and said inarticulately: "What's wrong!" When you are a child, someone will spoil you! ”

Bell was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and felt that although his young lady's words were a little crooked, he was reasonable.

At this moment, Su Zhan lifted the curtain and came in, and when he saw his little girl's mouth bulging from eating, his heart softened: "This time, my father will come back from the expedition, and I will definitely let the imperial chef in the palace of the Holy Admiral reward me, so that you can try it!" ”

Su Luan bent his eyes, and his mouth should be "good", but his heart was a little astringent.

If she could, she didn't want her father to leave, nor did she want Tang Mingqi to leave, the sword had no eyes on the battlefield, and she couldn't rest assured.

Su Zhan saw that her eyes were a little red, and knew that she didn't have a taste in her heart, so he turned the conversation to the others: "Ling Shaotang and Zhen'er have already left the city, and they must arrive in Pingjiang City in three days, and I don't know if Zhen'er can find the person you said in time......"

When Su Luan heard this, his heart became more and more worried. Although she painted a small portrait of her and her brother, but her whereabouts are uncertain now, maybe she is disguised, and she is really not sure that she will be able to find someone. She can only silently pray for her now, hoping that she will not act impulsively.

However, no matter what, with Su Zhen on the side, I thought that even if Ling Shaotang went crazy, then Pingjiang City would not be easily captured by the King of Huainan.

At this time, in the wine shop outside Pingjiang City, a woman who looked like a proprietress was wearing a garnet-red off-the-shoulder shirt, holding two jars of burning knives in her hands, her eyes were like silk, and her figure swayed towards the corner through the curtain.

She raised her hand to lift the curtain, hooked the corners of her eyes, threw the wine jar on the table with a smile, and said to the four men in light armor on the table: "Official, the wine you want!" ”

Sitting on the edge was a rough man with a black face and a beard. He saw the person in front of him, with lustful intent in his eyes, pulled the beard on his chin, and said, "I said boss, you are slow to drink!" The grandfather waited until the daylilies were cold! ”

He glanced at the cold-faced official on the side, and said with some displeasure: "Xiong Yi, in front of the master, no matter how stingy you are, you should be more restrained!" ”

Xiong Yi glared at him, then looked at the man on the throne, and then stopped.

The proprietress smiled at the cold-faced official, faintly grateful, and then lifted the cloth seal, and poured a few sea bowls on the table with wine jars.

"A few officials drink slowly, the slave family will give you this hot dish!" As he spoke, he leaned over to the main seat of the window.

The man on the throne is not very old, with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and he is faintly similar to the princes of the Holy Lord and Kyoto.

The proprietress took a tray from the adjacent table and laid out a few hot dishes on the table, and just as she was about to get up, her feet slipped, her body tilted, and she fell suddenly.

At this moment, a pair of powerful palms tightly clamped her waist, and her body stiffened the moment he touched it, and then smiled at the person behind her: "Thank you for taking pity on the slave family." ”

The man glanced at her lightly, but did not respond.

But several people present glanced at each other and raised their eyebrows.

That night, the bearded man stood at the door, saw the proprietress, and grabbed the person: "You, go with Lao Tzu!" ”

The proprietress frowned and looked at him coldly: "Official, the slave family is a good citizen, what are you going to do?!" ”

The beard glared at her, and his tone was a little unkind: "You stinky woman, what's the ink?!" Let you go with Lao Tzu, you will go, our master will look at you, that is your blessing! ”