The squirming light rain fell on the Qinhuai River, splashing and rippling in circles. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two sides of the strait, the black tiles and white walls, and the hollow stone carvings on the top have different meanings. The eaves of the town beast symbolize the tranquility of the house and the safety of entering and exiting. Even the alleys between houses will be carefully designed.

This spring rain will soon ring the gong of spring ploughing. At that time, the man who grows crops, where will he go to the three sessions of the three sessions. Take care of your own one-third of an acre of land, plant in spring and harvest in autumn, and bless the wind and rain, this is the right thing.

Lin Lan is alive and well, and the official document of the Criminal Department does not clearly say that Li Xianling was killed, but the real murderer is still being arrested, so it is perfunctory. All the pots were thrown to the fugitive money boss, whether he really escaped or disappeared into this world, is another story.

In short, when reporting to the imperial court, it must have been the dereliction of duty of the Suzhou City Defense Battalion and misfired. As soon as Tang Tianhao died, everything was over.

Lin Lan naturally understood that this matter was probably eighty percent likely to end like this. When he boarded the boat, he saw a green coat sitting with his back to him.

The subordinate in the painting boat stretched out his hand and bent down, and politely invited Lin Lan in.

"Mr. Ni."

"Lin Gongzi."

Ni Huan flicked his sleeves and invited Lin Lan to take a seat, and put the washed tea sets on several cases in front of Lin Lan.

For those who really understand the tea ceremony, drinking a cup of tea often requires many steps. Washing tea, brewing, sealing pots, etc., anyway, people like Lin Lan, who are used to living a fast food life, naturally can't feel the difference between tea brewed in this way and brewed directly.

"I thought that Gongzi Lin would invite General Chen Zhice over."

Lin Lan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Mr. Ni invited me, and he didn't say that he would invite him, so he brought the old general over, isn't he too ignorant?" ”

"Haha, interesting." Ni Huan sniffed the tea in the cup, and suddenly the words changed, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" ”

"Mr. Ni wants to kill me, so yesterday's official document from the Criminal Department was not written like this." Feeling that this tea was tasteless, and it was just a little more bitter and sweet than boiled water, Lin Lan drank it all.

The corners of Ni Huan's mouth lifted, "There seems to be some truth." "Dajing Law" seems to have learned well. ”

"Hehe, the law is just a weapon for the weak. Powerful, who is going to talk about this? In the eyes of the next one, he is just an ant, so he can only arm himself with the law. ”

Ni Huan nodded and said, "Did you bring the letter?" ”

"I said it was burned, did Mr. Ni believe it?"

"Hahahaha!"

Ni Huan couldn't stop laughing.

Lin Lan's answer was the most ingenious one he could think of. He slowly stood up, looked at the river, and said: "Ten miles of Qinhuai, the famous families on both sides of the strait, every three generations, they have to change most of their surnames, do you know why?" ”

"Probably the Qinhuai River flows eastward, and they won't follow the general trend."

Ni Huan glanced at Lin Lan with some appreciation, and said, "When I was your age, I didn't know this truth. If you know, why do you swim against the current? ”

Lin Lan saw a plate of delicate small snacks brought up, which was a plate of mung bean cake, so she picked up a piece and chewed it carefully. The bean paste is finely ground, sweet but not greasy, and it is very comfortable to drink with tea.

"Did Mr. Ni give me a chance?"

Ni Huan's eyelids were raised, he smiled without saying a word, and also picked up a piece of mung bean cake, stuffed it directly into his mouth and chewed it. He took out a letter from his arms, pushed it in front of Lin Lan, and said, "The opportunity has come now." ”

"The mung bean cake is delicious." Lin Lan took a sip of tea.

Ni Huan glanced at the mung bean cake on the table, and said slowly: "Of course, you don't have to rush to agree." I understand that when you are young, you always have to go against the current and break something, but when you break through, you will find out how right it is to go downstream. ”

"The key is that my little loach is still crawling in the gutter, and I haven't even touched the embankment, I'm afraid that as soon as I enter the river, I will be eaten to the bones."

"Hehe, then you can take it first. One day, if you touch the embankment, come back to me. ”

Lin Lan glanced at the slanting rain intertwined in the window, and stuffed a piece of mung bean cake into his mouth, looking out from him, the famous families on both sides of the strait, I don't know how many were drowned in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

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In a few days, Lin Lan will officially enter the country to study.

The Dajing Dynasty had regulations that anyone who was a civil official of the fourth rank or higher, a foreign official of the third rank or above, and a military attache of the second rank or higher was allowed to send a son to study in prison. All internal and external officials of the third rank or above, who have served for three years, can be imprisoned to study after their death, and their heirs are allowed to study in prison if the local chief of the government and the state and county officials are martyred in a national disaster.

Obviously, Lin Lan does not meet any of the above criteria, but Jiangnan Guozijian is different from the Guozijian of Jingshi, Lin Ruhai is an official residence of the fourth grade, and he can also obtain the qualification to study with some silver. It is equivalent to saying that Lin Lan directly skipped the children's test and the township test, and can directly participate in the general examination three years later.

For Lin Lan, it is not a good thing.

Although Jinling is no longer an imperial city, it is still majestic.

From Dongmen Avenue all the way to the west, the wide avenue is like a long dragon, and the drum tower in the middle is the hub.

The spring breeze in February was like scissors, and Lin Lan stood on this busy street where traffickers and peddlers came and went, and felt that this person seemed small.

Shun ate the mung bean cake brought out of the painting boat, and muttered in his mouth: "Young master, aren't we going back to Yangzhou?" ”

"Isn't the mung bean cake here delicious?"

Shunyo shook his head and said, "It's not as good as Sister-in-law Mei's tofu brain and Sister-in-law Su's baked cakes." ”

"Look at the stupid thing that makes you stupid, can this thing compare? When I take you to eat all over Jinling City, you will know what it means to be delicious. ”

Shun Yu touched the shriveled money bag, and the remaining dozens of dollars in it were still left over from the candied fruit he had bought, and whispered: "Young master, I didn't give money when the master went back." ”

Lin Lan smiled: "Young master, I am very rich. ”

The large box of silver left by Yang Xinyong was directly emptied by Lin Lan and exchanged for a silver ticket, which was convenient to carry in his pocket. When Lin Lan came back from Gusu City, he specially brought back the silver ticket, and now it is their net worth, so naturally they will not hand it over to others for safekeeping, so the current Lin Lan is really rich.

If Jinling is compared to the Crystal Palace, then the four major families are four dragons. If you want to survive in Jinling City, these silver tickets are indeed enough, but if you want to live clearly and live comfortably, it is not something that can be solved by money alone, just like the case of Lee Teng-yun, which cannot be solved by money.

The dragon crosses the gutter, and it is not as fierce as the loach.

Although he couldn't hurt the Raptor, Lin Lan, a mixed loach, was still safe and sound.

In the spring breeze and drizzle, Lin Lan was holding an umbrella, and her mood was extremely comfortable, and she was even a little proud.

"Young Master, where are we going?"

"Confucius Temple."

When I heard it, I immediately lost interest.

Confucius Temple, when you hear it, is not a place to eat......

(End of volume)