"There are so many meals, it would be nice if my mother was here, and if she let her old man see that I am so taken care of in Beijing, she will definitely be very happy."

Thinking of this, Lin Ling, who was still in a happy mood, suddenly fell down, just silently eating delicious food, but what he thought about was the warm scenes of his childhood.

Lin Ling's mother, originally Su Qin's family, eighteen years ago, in the second year of Qingli, Su Qin's family was seriously injured, holding a swaddling child in his arms, and was chased by a group of black-clothed people in the snow.

But in this icy and snowy land, the orphans and widows are the opponents of dozens of black-clothed people, and after a while, Su Qin's family fell into the snow nest with all his strength.

But just in desperation, this matter was seen by a hunter who went up the mountain to hunt, and the Orion was also fierce, and when he saw a group of men in black who were about to commit murder under the daylight, without saying a word, he directly pulled the arrow full of strings, and shot an arrow at the man in black who was the first to raise the butcher's knife.

Thinking that the man in black was also unlucky, seeing that the task was completed with a knife, unexpectedly, this fatal arrow was endowed with the halo of the protagonist, and directly shot the man in black through the heart.

The rest of the people, when they saw that the leader was killed by the mysterious man's arrow, immediately panicked, and one by one they scattered like a fallen tree, and immediately scattered as birds and beasts.

This mysterious person was Lin Ling's cheap adoptive father later, but his identity had been concealed by the Su Qin family, and not long after, when Lin Ling was three years old, he died of illness in Linjiazhuang.

That's right, Lin Ling's cheap father's surname is Lin, not Lin, so it seems that Lin Ling's random speculation in his childhood is still very close to the truth.

However, the cheap father is gone, and the remaining orphans and widows are not easy to live, so in desperation, Su Qin's family took refuge in an old man who was built by Acacia, which is the original origin of Lin Ling.

......

After eating and drinking, Lin Ling cleaned up his mood, closed the door energetically, and walked towards Guo Quan's room.

"Pinzhi, Pinzhi?"

knocked on the door three times in a row, and seeing that no one responded, Lin Ling tried to push it, but the door was pushed open, and he saw that the room was cleaned up very decently, and it could be seen that Guo Quan had spent a lot of effort.

But although the furnishings are beautiful, there is no figure of Guo Quan in the room, so Lin Lingke is puzzled.

'Strange, where did Pinzhi go...'

Thinking so, Lin Ling exited the room, took Guo Quan's door with his hand, went downstairs, and walked straight towards Guo Er, who was clearing the snow in front of the door.

"Yo, Childe has finished breakfast? I don't know if the food is still to my son's appetite? ”

Guo Er, who was clearing the snow, heard a voice behind him, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, raised his head and looked at Lin Ling attentively, and asked politely.

"As early as when I was in Beijun, I heard that the food in this Bogulou is a must in Beijing, and at this moment, it seems that it is true."

Listening to Lin Ling say this, although Guo Er knew that most of the polite words were polite, he was still very happy.

"By the way, little second brother, have you seen the son who came with me yesterday? This morning I went to his house to look for him, but the door was empty, do you know where he has gone? ”

As soon as Lin Ling told the matter of looking for Guo Quan just now, Guo Er immediately laughed, as if he had expected Lin Ling to ask such a question.

I saw Guo Er grinning and said: "Don't dare to hide it from Gongzi, early this morning, Guo Gongzi went to Dongcheng, saying that since he planned to live permanently, he would go to buy some clothes and home decoration, so as to decorate the house." ”

"But when Guo Gongzi left, he warned Zaixia, saying that if Gongzi woke up, except for going to the Gubei Pavilion of Xingshan, there was no need to wait for him, and when it was noon, he would come back."

Lin Ling knows Guo Quan's character best, if he secretly went to Gubei Pavilion and Guo Quan knew about it afterwards, he would definitely jump up and down.

Listening to Guo Er's words at this moment, Lin Ling only nodded lightly to show understanding.

"Little second brother, you are busy, I'll go out for a walk, and come back when I'm full."

After speaking, Lin Ling turned around and headed north.

"Childe is slow, if you go to Beicheng, remember to take the straight road, don't beat around the bush."

Seeing that Lin Ling was leaving, Guo Er straightened his waist, and he didn't have time to pat his sore old waist, so he hurriedly called out to Lin Ling and said with advice.

"Little second brother, what do you mean?"

Hearing Guo Er's shout, Lin Ling turned around and looked at Guo Er who was holding an iron pole with a confused expression.

"Childe doesn't know, the north city is not better than the other three cities, here is more where merchants gather, although the inner city is prosperous and rich, but in addition to the avenue, there are many narrow alleys, there are small labyrinths."

"If it weren't for the perennial little guy who was mixed in here, it would be like a stone sinking into the sea as soon as he entered it, and it was difficult to get out without understanding the way of people, so the little one shouted to the son, which is to remind the son that he can go straight to the avenue, don't get into the small alley, and bring inconvenience to himself."

After listening to Guo Er's explanation, Lin Ling was shocked, although he didn't know what the interior of the North City was like, but just looking at the thousands of pavilions in the north that looked like a mirage, hidden in the mist, he could also see how prosperous the North City was.

"Thank you for the reminder, second brother, remember it below."

After thanking Guo Er, Lin Ling walked straight along the narrow road in the middle of the avenue, which was swept out by the officials and soldiers, towards the misty Beicheng.

Along the way, Lin Ling saw a lot of insight, only to see starting from Bogu Building, extending 100 meters to the north, which are restaurants, inns, jewelry pavilions, pharmacies and green buildings.

It's just that except for the Bogu Building, most of the other buildings are magnificent, and their architectural style is full of algae bloom and majesty since the beginning of the new year.

Although Lin Ling didn't go into the house to see, judging from the façade alone, he was by no means an ordinary person, and if he could open a store in Kyoto, the interior must be very high-profile.

At this moment, a very pleasant sound of the piano suddenly came from a certain tall building, which immediately attracted Lin Ling's footsteps.

Lin Ling immediately looked up, but no matter how he looked, the surroundings were full of mist, and in the morning there were few pedestrians, and the surrounding area was almost full of high-rise pavilions, and the sound of the piano seemed to be full of magic, only ringing in Lin Ling's ears.

For a while, the sound seemed to be restrained by the attic, only in the position where Lin Ling was, colliding with the attic everywhere, and then bouncing the sound back to the other side, and under such a cycle of alternation, Lin Ling actually had a feeling of being in a whirlpool.

Just when Lin Ling was at a loss, at this moment, a white-bearded old man passed by, looking at his appearance, like a well-educated person.

As soon as he saw this person, Lin Ling seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, hurriedly ran to this person, lowered his body very low, and shouted: "Sir, this gentleman, please stay, I have a matter of inquiry, and I ask Mr. for advice." ”

However, this person has a bright appearance, but he is not a well-educated person, but an ordinary person is in Kyoto, in this era of Wenchang and martial arts, if he does not dress up properly, he is afraid of being ridiculed.

Fortunately, although this person has no real talent, he is an authentic local, and Lin Ling's doubts can be answered: "Oh... Childe doesn't need to be polite, what is there to understand, although it is said, if the old man knows, he will definitely say everything. ”

The old man's words were decent, but the tone as if he had just woken up attracted Lin Ling's attention.

"I don't know if you heard any piano sounds, old man?"

Lin Ling said this, and arched his hand to the sleepy-eyed old man in front of him, and did his best to make a student salute.