One day, Yang Lin walked casually outside the city, and Yang Yao followed closely. Walking out of the city gate, there were very few pedestrians coming and going, and it took a long time to meet one, and the two walked like that, without words, quietly.

As he walked, Yang Yao began to scratch his ears and cheeks, he was really depressed and bored. The mouth opened and closed several times, and it was all held back. But in the end, it was spoken.

"Young master, what are you buying so many children for? And they're all eleven or twelve years old, so they can't do anything. ”

"Of course I have my own plans, Yang Yao, have you seen me do meaningless things recently? Remember, you should know, and you'll know when the time comes. Otherwise, why do you want me to be a young master~? ”

"Yes, okay."

Yang Yao touched a soft nail, and then he was honest, and the problem of broken mouth was not repeated. But he was muttering in his heart, and his tone was full of doubts.

Master, what's the matter? Adopting these children, it is understandable, after all, the young master's heart has always been kind. However, to buy back those children, it is still a secret, and it is even more placed outside the city where there are few people, for fear that others will know about doing good deeds. What is puzzling is that the young master not only let those children read and write, but also learn those Western things, which are all useless.

Hey, if you do this, these children are ruined, Yang Yao sighed in his heart.

Soon, after walking for a while, I finally came to the outskirts of the city, the yard that Yang Lin bought. There was no one around, but there was a small village five miles away.

As a subordinate, Yang Yao is very knowledgeable and sensible. As soon as the two of them stopped, they stepped forward and knocked on the door, "bang", and the voice kept recalling, calling for the people inside.

"Squeak", it was Zhang Lin who opened the door, and it did not cause an accident to the two. Because the whole compound, except for the cook and Zhang Lin, is the children and missionaries.

Walking into the courtyard, Zhang Lin led the way in front, and Yang Lin followed closely. As the group walked, they asked, "Zhang Lin, how are those children studying?" How many of the missionary languages were learned? ”

"Young Master En, there are not many, only a dozen people."

Zhang Lin was ashamed to lead the way, but Yang Lin was not disappointed, and there was a faint excitement. Xindao, it seems that there are many prodigies among these children, and in less than a month, more than a dozen of them have learned English or French.

Seeing that the young master was silent for a long time, Zhang Lin thought that Yang Lin was angry, so he said again: "Young master, according to what those missionaries said, in another month, there will be some of those children who are proficient in their language.

"Moreover, although some children are not gifted in language, they can learn chemistry, biology, machinery and other things, and they can make rapid progress as soon as they learn it, and even the missionaries admire it and praise it!"

At this time, Yang Lin was no longer expressionless, but smiled and said happily: "Zhang Lin, good job!" ”

While complimenting, Yang Lin thought of something, and suddenly said: "Hey~ By the way, Zhang Lin, there are so many children, it is estimated that you can't see it, and there will definitely be not enough manpower." In this way, there are quite a few people who have fled from Anhui recently, you can see if there is a suitable one, if there is anyone who can be hired, and at the same time help them, it can also increase the manpower for you. ”

"Hey, there are more and more refugees, but unfortunately there is no power, and this is the only thing that can be done." Yang Lin said with a sigh.

"Let's go, Zhang Lin, take me to see those children."

After Yang Lin saw those children, he left with Zhang Lin and went to a room to discuss things.

It was noon, Yang Yao did not accompany Yang Lin, but played with those children, puffing up those experimental equipment, exquisite mechanical models, every time he came here, Yang Yao must go.

Since Yang Lin ordered Zhang Lin to bring the missionaries here, all the books in their churches and the like have also been brought to the compound, otherwise how could those missionaries be willing to stay here honestly?

There was one thing that Yang Lin could never have imagined was that the missionaries were overjoyed and happy to hear that they were asked to teach these children. For them, it has been more than a year since they arrived in the mysterious country of the East, and they have not developed into a single Christian believer, and even the local children are respectful of them, and the other adults can imagine that the missionaries are extremely depressed.

At the dinner table, only Yang Lin and Zhang Lin were eating, silent, without communication, just eating their respective meals.

Zhang Lin's eating movements became slower and slower, as if he had something on his mind, and it was difficult to speak, and his face was full of hesitation and hesitation.

Soon, Yang Lin sensed Zhang Lin's unnaturalness and asked, "Zhang Lin, is there something wrong, just say, don't scruple about anything?" Yang Lin put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at the other party.

Zhang Lin saw that Yang Lin didn't have any pretentiousness, and his attitude was very calm, so he said slowly: "Young master, you also know my identity and background. Although the Mixed Yuan Sect has been destroyed by the Qing court for a long time, there are still some secrets left in the world, and I know it. ”

Yang Lin looked at the other party, thought for a while, and said in a deep and sincere manner: "Zhang Lin, for no reason, how did you remember to say this?" Since you said it was the secret of the Mixed Yuan Sect, why did you say it again? After all, I'm not a Mixed Yuan Sect. ”

"Young master, the reason why I said it, seeing that you care about those victims very much, but you are very powerless to help, I want to help you, I admire your kindness, your compassion, I want to do my part."

Yang Lin didn't agree immediately, but said softly: "Zhang Lin, isn't what you're doing now to help me?" ”

Zhang Lin didn't answer, he seemed to have thought a lot, his tone was a little heavy, a little sad, and said slowly: "Young master, I am an orphan who was raised by my master since I was a child. I can understand the feeling of not having the love of my parents and going away from home. ”

Then, Zhang Lin's tone changed, and he said seriously and heavily: "Therefore, I also want to help them, at least so that those lonely orphans will no longer live on the streets, no longer have no food every day, no longer be frightened every day, and be watched by others coldly." ”

"Not only that, but while helping these children, I also want to help the parents of these children and do what I can."

Yang Lin looked at Zhang Lin like this, he was very appreciative, and agreed in a cautious and serious tone: "Okay, you say, Zhang Lin, see what I can help you?" ”

"Young Master, I won't talk about the Mixed Yuan Sect, and I'll just talk about those secrets. It's very simple to say, that is, from the beginning to the end of the Mixed Yuan Sect uprising, it left a way back for itself and a spark for a comeback. After nearly ten years of uprising, the Mixed Yuan Sect has accumulated a lot of wealth, hidden in the deep mountains and hidden in the old forest. ”

Although Yang Lin's expression was very calm, his heart was fluctuating and surging. Wealth is what is most needed now, and every action and every plan requires a lot of financial support.

Zhang Lin was still talking, and the two people who spoke and listened seemed to have forgotten the passage of time, the ups and downs of the world, and only the content of the conversation. Gradually, the sky gradually darkened, and Yang Yao came once, but was sent back home by Yang Lin, and told his mother that he would not go back at night.

By the time it got dark, Zhang Lin had finished all of his work, and Yang Lin was so surprised that he couldn't describe it in words.

After dinner and a little thought, Yang Lin called Zhang Lin over again, and in the room, the two began to talk deeply again.