The tree in the courtyard has been many years old, it has grown tall and thick, and it is not verdant, but now that winter is about to fall, it also reflects the solar term, and the leaves have fallen, and it looks bare and not very good-looking.

The only benefit is that the sunlight pours through the branches that are no longer shaded by green leaves.

The wind blows.

There seemed to be a crisp sound of falling leaves shattering.

Lin Yihai slowly opened his eyes, only to see the housekeeper walking in briskly from outside the courtyard, and the appearance of the dusty servants seemed to be flying to the sky even with the corners of his clothes, and he didn't care about the clattering fallen leaves under his feet.

"Sir." Ji Shenggen hurriedly walked to Lin Yihai's side and stood still, bent down and saluted.

"What's the matter?" Xu was just awakened, Lin Yihai was a little sleepy-eyed, and even his voice was a little hoarse.

Ji Shenggen handed over the white chubby pigeon he was holding in his hand.

The pigeon was still cooing inexplicably, as if it didn't like to be held like this, and even the feathers on its neck were rubbed a little.

Lin Yihai stretched out his hand to take the pigeon and touched it, and his face seemed a little surprised-could it be that something went wrong during the southern tour?

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to pull out the note tied to the pigeon's leg, and handed the pigeon to Ji Shenggen.

"Master, but what happened to the eldest young master?" Ji Shenggen looked at Lin Yihai's face carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Speaking of which, he is not too young, and he has watched Lin Minde grow up.

cares less about this young master Lin than Lin Yihai himself.

"Nothing." Lin Yihai didn't know how many times he read the few words on the note, and it took him a long time to spit out these two words.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ji Shenggen actually saw a hint of joy on the face of Lin Yihai, who has never been smiling.

"Rooting." He called him so.

Ji Shenggen prostrated himself, waiting for his orders.

"How's Junxiang's illness?" Lin Yihai tore the note to shreds, handed it to Ji Shenggen's hand, and motioned for him to take it and burn it later.

This was already a few days ago - Jun Tingfeng fell ill, and I don't know if it's true or not.

"According to the master's orders, the slave has already sent the gift, it should be true. But ......"

Ji Shenggen paused, lifted his eyelids and looked at Lin Yihai's face, seeing that there was nothing wrong with it, before he continued, "However, I didn't accept it." It's back. ”

Lin Yihai suddenly laughed.

A layer of fine cold sweat oozed from Ji Shenggen's forehead, and he didn't dare to say more.

The Lin family and the Jun family are old rivals.

"It's good to be sick, it's good to be sick." Lin Yihai raised his eyes to look at the sky, he didn't know what he thought, as if he sighed with feeling.

Ji Shenggen didn't dare to answer, so he had to stand aside like a stone.

"Master, master!" The little guy outside ran over in a hurry.

"No rules! What to shout about! Ji Shenggen sighed, and the little guy who was almost shocked trembled three times, and almost knelt directly on the ground.

The little guy winced and glanced at Ji Shenggen, as if he was extremely afraid, and then looked at Lin Yihai, stabilized his mind for a while, and then dared to speak: "Master, the Lin family in Yancheng is here." ”

The Lin family in Yancheng, that is a partial branch of the Lin family, and the Lin family in Kyoto is naturally incomparable, it is simply a heaven and an underground, a cloud, and a mud.

The clouds are out of reach, but the mud always has to be muddy.

"What are they doing here?!" Ji Shenggen counted down with his eyebrows, as if he was dissatisfied with the little guy's flustered and unruly, and then bowed down to Lin Yihai and said, "Master, do you want the minions to drive them away?" ”

Ji Shenggen really doesn't have a good impression of them.

He grew up in the Lin family since he was a child, the Lin family is a big family, and the side branches are naturally indispensable, but if it is said that the most seen, the most troublesome, if the Lin family in Yancheng dares to be called the second, then there is no department or branch that dares to be called the first.

It's just a blood relationship that can't be beaten.

In Lin Minde's words, there are so many people surnamed Lin in the world, is it possible that they are all relatives of their Lin family?

Lin Yihai's face was obviously not good-looking, and the only bit of joy he had was diluted, and it was replaced by an endless haze.

"What are they coming for?"

"This ...... The minions don't know. They didn't say. The little guy was a little frightened, and quickly lowered his head and replied cautiously.

The Lin family in Yancheng can't support the wall in the mud, if it weren't for the fact that the Lin family in Kyoto refused to let go, I am afraid that I would have long ago not known which corner I had fallen to, where would I still stand in Yancheng?

Thinking of this, Ji Shenggen couldn't help but feel a little upset for his master: "Master, it's better for the slave to go back to them for you......"

Let's just say that Lin Yihai went out and was not in the house, could it be that they still dared to break in? What kind of place is Kyoto, and how can it be compared to the small place of Yancheng? It is expected that they will not dare to go wild.

Lin Yihai raised his hand to stop Ji Shenggen from continuing, but instead lifted the fox fur covering his body - the little guy hurriedly reached out and took it.

"Since you're here, let's go check it out." He wanted to see what they wanted to do.

Over the years, he has endured enough of his grandmother's affection. But if they don't know what to do, he doesn't mind killing his relatives in righteousness.

Speaking of which, the Lin family in Yancheng is just a side room. How can it be compared to their Lin family's lineage?

If he wanted to, to pull them out was just a matter of mouth.

Ji Shenggen hurriedly reached out to help Lin Yihai up from the recliner.

Lin Yihai looked up at the somewhat bare branches, for some reason, there has always been an illusion that he is old in recent days.

It's all in the palm of your hand, why do you always feel powerless?

He turned his head slightly sideways to look at the little guy who was holding the fox fur and was a little distracted, and said in a deep voice, "Go, welcome them in." I'm going to see them in the side hall. ”

As he spoke, the corners of Lin Yihai's lips hooked up with a sneer.

The main hall is used to receive distinguished guests. The Lin family in Yancheng, they are not worthy of it.

Do you want to see you?

Ji Shenggen looked at Lin Yihai for a moment, he was stunned for a moment, he used to ...... Didn't the master just ask the bookkeeper to get some money and send them away?

Why do you want to see you now?

Lin Yihai is now in his fifties, although his sideburns are also a little white, but the satin with dark lines on his body is shining, and he actually weighs the face that has some vicissitudes of life ruddy.

Maybe it's because there are more battles on the battlefield, even if you are older now, the anger between your eyebrows and eyes is still not less, but it makes people feel that with the precipitation of the years, it becomes more and more terrifying, as if you look at it more, there will be resentful spirits to ask for your life.