It was as if something that was hard to get was suddenly delivered to him, and Türk was extremely grateful to the Lin family and cherished this feeling.

During the banquet, Turck also asked Lin Zhonghe a few interesting stories about the march and battle, and Lin Zhonghe also told a few, which made everyone laugh.

However, Turk found that although Lin Yusheng and Lin Mu were also laughing, they laughed very modestly and unnaturally.

Suddenly, he remembered that the French Dynasty had a tradition of not saying anything when eating and sleeping, and Tulketon felt a little embarrassed, and ate obediently, not daring to speak again.

But he secretly observed the river in the woods, and found that he was not as hideous and ugly as the steppe people described, and he did not cry coldly in a word.

In this small canteen, he is like a husband and a father, except that he always has a straight face and a serious expression, he is almost no different from ordinary people.

Türk and Lin Yusheng's residence is not far away, as long as there is nothing to do, Türk likes to chat with Lin Yusheng, ask him questions, and at the same time, Lin Yusheng will also ask about some things on the grassland.

Through Türk's description, Lin Yusheng has made up a lot of scenes on the grassland in his mind, and he said yearningly: "I really hope that one day I can go to the grassland to have a look, live the life of a grassland person, step on the green grassland, look at the blue sky, lazily herd the cattle and sheep, drink wine, and sing, what kind of life will it be!"

Hearing this, both Turke and Gula showed no smugness, and Turke said happily: "Second brother, if you can go to the grassland to have a look, it will definitely be beyond your imagination of beauty, the green grassland, the meandering lake, that ...... Forget it, with your status, your father will not allow you to go to the grassland. ”

Lin Yusheng's brows furrowed, and he sighed: "Yes!" His tone was full of loss.

Suddenly, Türk's eyes lit up and said, "Second brother, although you can't go to the grassland, I can teach you to sing the song of the grassland!"

"The song of the prairie?"

Lin Yusheng was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Yes, although I can't go to the grassland, I can learn the songs of the grassland!

"Okay, then I'll teach you a song in praise of eternal life!" Türk immediately stood up and hummed excitedly: "Tukula Woo Tu Woo Qi Ba Lu, Chi Ka Uda You Da Ha ......"

With the melodious singing, Lin Yusheng seems to have come to the Far Eastern Prairie, the sky is blue, not stained with a trace of variegation, the grassland is green, wide and rich, the river is winding and flowing, and the cattle and sheep are lazy.

The women were busy preparing meals, and the men were wrestling together, eating meat and drinking, without intrigue, only laughter.

Türk's voice is still a little immature, but the unique mellow voice talent of the grassland people has brought Lin Yusheng into the grassland.

The singing has stopped for a long time, but Lin Yusheng's spirit has not been able to return from that illusion, and it was not until a long, long time that his mind slowly returned.

"Big brother, this is the song of the grassland?" Lin Yusheng looked at Türk with shock.

"Of course!"

Turk and Gula looked at each other and smiled, and said: "This is a song that has been passed down by our steppe people for a long time, every steppe person can sing it, even if you are not a steppe person, but as long as you sing this song, you will be treated as a guest, we steppe people are very hospitable!"

"Teach me quickly!" Lin Yusheng almost shouted excitedly, and Türk nodded with a smile: "Okay!"

In less than half an hour, Lin Yusheng learned this song, his voice was very immature, compared with Türk, it seemed even more immature, like a childish girl learning to speak.

But in this immaturity, there is a trace of yearning for grassland life, if Turk sings this song, people will feel the vastness of the grassland and the heroism of the grassland people. When Lin Yusheng sings this song, he will make people feel a sound that seems to come from the sky.

Both Turck and Gula were deeply attracted by Lin Yusheng's singing, and when Lin Yusheng sang the whole song, there were many more things in Turck and Gula's eyes—that was the look of relatives, brothers, and friends.

"Second brother, we both will be good brothers for eternity, even if Eternal Heaven punishes me, I will recognize you as Anda!" Turke excitedly grabbed Lin Yusheng's hand.

Lin Yusheng's face was full of smiles.

After seven days in the palace, Turk had to leave, and this time the envoys had been here long enough, and it was time to return to the steppe.

On the day the envoy group left, Lin Yusheng also went to see him off, and when he was leaving, Türk's hand grabbed Lin Yusheng's shoulder, and he reluctantly said: "I am really reluctant to leave you, if you have the opportunity in the future, you must go to the grassland to have a look!"

Lin Yusheng nodded heavily and said with a smile: "If I have the opportunity, I will definitely go, take a look at the grassland, and see the eldest brother's home!"

"Hmm!" Türk nodded, their hands clasped together.

"In the coming year, I will definitely ask to join the envoy group and come to see you, second brother!"

"Okay, see you next year!"

"Goodbye, second brother!"

"Goodbye, big brother!"

The two seventeen-year-old young men said goodbye like this, who would have thought that this farewell would be an eternal farewell!

The envoy group left, and life was back on track, as if the envoy group had never been there, but the historians recorded all this, and some personnel transfers were also recorded one by one.

At noon on March 13, Cheng Guodong, the left attendant of the military department, was transferred to the post of patrol officer in the capital, and he was replaced by a man named Du Chengwu.

On the morning of March 14, Wan Enhe, the chief inspector of Kyoto, resigned and returned to his hometown, and was replaced by a man named Zhou Haoran.

On the afternoon of March 15, a total of 11 people, including the generals and partial generals of the expeditionary army under the command of Lin Zhonghe, were successively transferred or removed from their posts for investigation.

......

Personnel changes are operating rapidly and quietly, without a trace of wind and grass, but the whole of Kyoto is like a spring rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and the tense atmosphere is pervasive throughout Kyoto Swallow Wing City.

All of these things were not revealed, and they had no impact on Lin Yusheng, he still went to school during the day to listen to lectures as usual, and read late at night.

Originally, he also wanted to sing the "Praise Eternal Life" taught to him by Türk to Hu Yong, but since the envoy group left, Hu Yong has not appeared again, and the instructor of the school said that Hu Yong has gone out on errands and will take a long time to come back.

Lin Yusheng didn't have any suspicions, because Hu Yong had done such a thing before, and the two of them were old after all, so it was indeed time to share some things for the family.

Seven days later, in King Mang's Mansion, in Lin Yusheng's study.

"The mountain is not high, there are fairies, the water is not deep, and the dragons are spiritual......" In the silent study, Lin Yusheng is still reading at night, and every time he reads something satisfactory, the corners of his mouth will involuntarily show a smile.

The legal code of the ancestral ancestral hall has been taken back, which was told to him by his father Lin Zhonghe, and Lin Yusheng can also feel that his thinking is a little slower than a few days ago, and his understanding of some words is much slower.

"Anyone can cultivate the Code, as long as it conforms to the Dao?" Lin Yusheng couldn't help but think of Master Zheng's words: "Comparable to Wen Sheng, no matter whether Master Zheng is exaggerating or not, this possibility exists!"

"Work hard! I want to cultivate the code on my own!" Cheng Xian asked!

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Lin Yusheng's mind: "Yusheng, you must become an immortal in the future, don't be like me!"

"Who?" Lin Yusheng was startled, and then reacted, he hurriedly looked around, no one!

Just as he was about to push the door out, suddenly, in the entire Lin Mansion, there was a shouting of killing!

"Kill!",

A roar of anger sounded in the palace, and then, the sound of weapons colliding and the sound of iron piercing into the human body were heard!

"What's going on?" Lin Yusheng was taken aback, hurriedly pushed the door out, and looked around, and saw that there were flames all around, and there were many people in black who broke into the palace, and the patrol guards were fighting fiercely with these people.

The shouts of killing, the screams came from all corners of the palace, and everyone in the inner mansion ran out, looking at the scene in front of them in shock!

Who is it that is so bold as to dare to openly break into the palace, and with such fanfare, even if the patrol guards cannot kill them, can they be able to defeat the patrol guards in the city?

However, after a long time, the patrol of the city did not appear.

Suddenly, an intruder was pierced through the heart by a human sword, and his body fell to the ground, and at the same time, a waist card fell to the ground, on which the word "patrol" was written!

This person turned out to be an officer and soldier of the patrol battalion!

In other words, these intruders are all officers and soldiers!

"Stop!" a loud shout rang out, and then, I saw a figure quickly come to the center of the fierce fighting, and shouted: "Stop!"

This voice, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the people in the vicinity of the earthquake retreated one after another, unable to speak in horror, and their ears were buzzing.

"Father!" Lin Yusheng's eyes lit up, the person standing in the center of the battle was Lin Yusheng's father, Lin Zhonghe!

Suddenly, the eyes of everyone in the palace were full of hope, with the prince here, forgive these thieves and dare not be rampant anymore!

The two warring sides stopped their hands and stepped back some distance, staring at each other vigilantly.

The person standing in the center of the battle was Lin Zhonghe, the king of Mang, at this time, Lin Zhonghe's expression was indifferent, without the slightest strange expression, as if he had already known about this, he said faintly: "There are so many people here, are you going to kill all of our clan?"

"Haha, don't dare!" A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd of people in black, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.