Chapter 84 Lin Mansion is a guest

"The surrounding sentries have been cleaned for you, and you can't break your promise to the old man."

In the backyard of Chen's house, Old Man Zhan didn't know where to hide, and he couldn't see anyone when he heard the sound. Hearing him ask for benefits from himself, Chen Baichuan didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Just three pots of "Moutai" and a few taels of tea can drive this well-known old-timer to be a coolie for himself, which is naturally very worthwhile.

But thinking of the old guy's unbeaten appearance of begging for something, Chen Baichuan couldn't suppress the urge to do it.

However, as an excellent young man with self-knowledge, how could Chen Baichuan bully an old man who was half in the ground? It's better to wait for Old Man Zhan to become ancient, and then attack his apprentices.

Chen Baichuan didn't respond to Old Man Zhan either, thinking about it with ambition.

After a while, Steward Lu walked forward with a few men in black. These men are short and thin, but they are also strong, and they are good at night walking. When I looked closely, a few people were the same ones who went to Fang's house together at night last time.

Also, the imperial capital Chen Mansion has a small business, where can there be so many good hands to send.

Chen Baichuan pinned the wine washing sword to his waist, hugged his fists and said, "Please." ”

His face was serious, and his gestures were contaminated with a trace of battlefield slaughter, and several subordinates respectfully replied: "It's all up to the young master." ”

Chen Baichuan snorted lightly, then turned his head to Steward Lu and said, "Why didn't Lao Lu fight to lead the team this time?" Can't fight for another 500 years? ”

"The little lord came to tease me again." Lao Lu touched the gray hair on the top of his head, and complained on his face, "Obviously he refused to let me make a move, and he kept teasing me." ”

Chen Baichuan ignored the complaints on his face, Steward Lu was also an older person, let him go around, if there was an accident, he would answer the old saying that it is difficult to buy regret medicine.

Before walking out of the side door, Chen Baichuan gave Lao Lu a reassuring smile as usual: "Don't worry." ”

In the wind and moonlight, Steward Lu looked at the figure that dissolved in the darkness with a relieved face, no different from all the old fathers in the world who sent their sons away.

Chen Baichuan led his subordinates, walking like flying, shuttling through the streets. Stepping on the bluestone slab, there will inevitably be a sound. The sound of rattling footsteps rattled rapidly, circling in the darkness.

The strokes are like iron hooks, and the left and right turn dragon and snake to walk. The plaque reads the word Lin Mansion, and it seems that this is Lin Qizheng's home.

Lynch's official career was not smooth, but Emperor Qinghua remembered the past and did not take back the mansion he was given. The stone lion in front of the door is arrogant, and the vermilion lacquer gate is magnificent, which is incompatible with Lynch's current downfall.

Lynch was sitting upright in the study, holding the purple pen in his hand and not putting down the pen for a long time. The delicate concubine grinding ink next to her is accustomed to it, and never looks up to take a second look.

As the saying goes, when people get to a smooth road, their qi is also smooth. Lynch was at a low point in his life, and he didn't scold Fang Xuan to make him go away. After holding it for a long time, he waved the paper, and eight big characters jumped on the paper between the clouds and water.

"Thousands of branches have no branches, and they are straight and bent."

A few words are straight and square, and the golden hook is iron-marked, which is not much better than calligraphy. Lynch was happily reciting a few words, idle at home, and his calligraphy attainments reached a higher level.

Just as he was triumphant, there was a knock at the door.

"Is it a member of the family? Didn't you say that I was going to study calligraphy after the meal, and no one was allowed to disturb me? Lynch was frowning, could it be that the subordinates wanted to rebel when they saw that they were falling into Pingyang?

"Ouch, sir." The concubine patted Lin Qizheng's back and said strangely, "It may be that my sister is busy with family affairs and has been a little lax in her supervision of her subordinates." ”

Lin Qizheng didn't know if he didn't care about the fighting in the Xiao Wall, or was dazzled by the little goblin, hugged the slender waist of the concubine, and said lightly: "The master handed over all the people in the house to you for discipline, how do you thank the master?" ”

The concubine showed the snowy skin on her shoulders and peach blossoms on her face. Lynch's eyes lit up, turning into a hungry wolf, raising his paws to pounce. It seems that the old trees will bloom and the dead trees will bloom in spring.

It's a pity that the sky is not beautiful, and it was not easy for Lynch to brew the momentum of the dragon raising his head, and he was frightened into a shrinking turtle by the knock outside the door again.

Lynch was angrily leaving the beautiful girl's crisp under him with two wolf paws. chest, roared: "Whoever is outside the door is not long-eyed, let me get in." ”

Mei Jiaoniang cursed in her heart that the old guy dared to take a concubine if he was incapable, and opened the door with a knowing face.

A big hand stretched out outside the door to cover the concubine's panicked face. The concubine was pushed back three steps, and the masked black clothes came in outside the door.

With a knife blow, the concubine fainted and fell to the ground.

A long sword was pressed against Lynch's neck, and Lynch was suddenly cut off from the idea of shouting for help.

Behind the man in black walked a handsome young man, who ripped off the cloth on his face and smiled like a spring breeze.

Lynch was shocked, "Chen Baichuan! I am an official of the Daheng Imperial Court, if you come to Hu, Your Majesty Qinghua will let you go? Will Chen Guo be spared? You don't care about your own life, but you also have to think about the people of Chen State, can they afford to be crushed by Daheng's million-strong army? ”

"I have no grudges with Lord Lin in the past, and I have no enmity recently, how can I hurt Lord Lin." Chen Baichuan still had a smile on his face, and walked slowly in the study, "It's just that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince grabbed the family members of the ministers of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China to blackmail the high-ranking civil and military officials standing on His Majesty Qinghua's side, and although Lord Lin has already begged for bones, many ministers in the court are still your old disciples, I'm afraid the prince will be interested in Lord Lin." ”

The first half of the sentence made Lynch feel relieved, and the latter words made him understand that Chen Baichuan had changed his way to arrest himself. It seems that he saw that the timing was right and wanted to avenge the revenge of the year.

He tried to find a way to survive for himself: "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince captured me to threaten his old protégés, then he must let me meet with those people, right?" ”

"Oh. How is that possible? Chen Baichuan finally stopped at the desk, knocked on the desk and continued, "Lord Lin is chivalrous and courageous, in order not to embarrass his protégé's old friends, he committed suicide by drinking a blade. Lord Lin's great name is definitely engraved in the hearts of the people of the imperial capital. ”

Lynch is not an iron-clad character, otherwise he would not have made a joke about wetting his pants before the battle. He saw that Chen Baichuan had already thought through his rhetoric, and his attitude changed greatly: "Chen Baichuan, no, Chen Envoy, be respectful to you before reading me, spare my life." ”

Chen Baichuan looked at the paper on the desk and couldn't help laughing.

People are like their words, how come it doesn't work when you get to Lynch Zheng.

How upright words, how many cheap people.