In the next two days, Meng Yong never showed up, and Zhao Chen was so happy that he couldn't see or be upset.

And the Lin family didn't let her wait any longer.

On February 26, when Lin Peng was approaching the evening, he suddenly came to the door, and after talking to her, he left in a hurry.

Zhao Chen went all the way to the front of the mansion, watching the Lin family's carriage leave in a hurry, and then looked away at the sky.

At the beginning of twilight, the dark and heavy clouds piled up, and a storm seemed to be brewing in the dark.

This is about to change the sky-

She suppressed her thoughts and silently turned around and entered the house.

The next day, Lin Xuanchao entered the palace to face the saint, agreed to hand over half of the military power, and asked to be relieved and returned to the field.

The Lin family also began to move from within the clan to the army, as if they were preparing for the handover of military power-

On the third day, the Lin family sent someone to send an invitation card and invited Zhao Chen to a banquet in the suburbs of Beijing.

………

Thunder resounded in the wilderness, and heavy rain poured down.

A carriage drove slowly on the official road on the outskirts of Beijing, and there was no one to serve except for an old coachman with a whip.

Zhao Chen in the car rubbed his ears, read the secret letter he received before leaving again, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Her previous worries were really right-

In front of the Lin Family Garden on the outskirts of Beijing.

As soon as the old coachman reined in his horse and lifted the curtain for her, she saw from afar a man who should not have been here.

In the rainstorm, the man was dressed like ink, wrapped in a layer of lily outside, and his lonely eyebrows and eyes were hidden through the rain curtain, and he was walking towards her step by step.

A wild goose knife hung blatantly on his waist without concealment, swinging as he walked.

"What are you doing here?" Nearing the front, she lowered her voice and asked.

Meng Yong silently raised his eyes to look at her, but didn't say anything, took the coat handed by the old coachman and put it on for her, and then stretched out his hand to help her down from the car.

"You, don't make trouble, the Lin family's banquet today is set up for my son-in-law, what's the matter with you..."

Meng Yong listened quietly, and waited until she finished speaking, before she said lightly: "It was the King of Zhongshan who invited me to come." ”

Zhao Chen said: "How could he-"

The gate of the villa suddenly opened, and a team of Lin family attendants walked out, lined up in two rows, saluted together, and invited Zhao Chen to enter.

Meng Yong looked at that place lightly, and did not shy away from it, he took Zhao Chen's hand and walked into the other garden in the heavy rain.

The winding path is deep, and the pine and bamboo are in pieces.

In the spacious courtyard of the inner courtyard, there is a hospitality pavilion with bamboo curtains hanging on all sides, and there are three small wooden tables full of wine and food.

And Lin Xuanchao, the host of this banquet, was sitting upright and looking at them silently.

After sitting down, Zhao Chen asked with a smile: "Old man, you have set up such a big banquet and only invited the two of us?" Father-in-law and Seventeen didn't come? ”

Lin Xuanchao said: "He hasn't returned to Beijing for too long, and he is already a little unaccustomed to the water and soil, and when the rain comes today, he will be cold directly in the morning, and Seventeen will take care of it at home." ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier! My father-in-law is sick, what kind of banquet are we going to eat? Zhao Chen stood up suddenly, and was about to walk out as he spoke.

However, before she could lift her feet, Meng Yong grabbed her hand again, and at the same time, her ears trembled slightly.

"Your Highness, don't be impatient, it's okay to come to General Lin." Meng Yong whispered softly, and looked at Lin Xuanchao lightly, "King Zhongshan, are you right?" ”

Lin Xuanchao nodded: "Shi'an, your father-in-law grew up on the battlefield, what is a little wind and cold?" ”

Zhao Chen let out an "oh", and then slowly sat back in place, his lowered eyes sinking like water.

"Come, this is a good wine that the old man has treasured for many years, you two can taste it." Lin Xuanchao raised his glass and gestured.

Zhao Chen picked up the wine glass, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and then he drank it in one gulp, and praised it with a smile.

After a glass of wine, Lin Xuanchao, who was at the top, suddenly sighed heavily: "When I think of not being able to go into battle with armor again, the old man really can't give up in his heart, for decades... The old man thought that he should die on the battlefield. ”

He said sadly: "... When the first emperor left, the old man also promised to live for one day to guard the country for Da Chu, and the children of the Lin family will bravely champion the three armies in all battles..."

"Now it seems that the old man is going to break his promise... The Lin family will no longer be able to win glory in the army, they will only plummet and condescend from then on, the old man is really ashamed of the high hopes of the first emperor and the children of the clan..."

The louder the rain outside, the wind and the trees swayed, which also added a bit of desolation to his words.

Zhao Chen thought for a while and said softly: "Old man, you should still be relieved, the Lin family has only handed over half of the military power, and the father-in-law is still in the army as a general, and the future prospects are promising..."

"The Lin family is not exhausted, the road ahead is not blocked, and you still have the grandson-in-law of the younger generation."

She lowered her eyes and rubbed her wine glass slightly, "The younger generation is also the Lin family now, and they will definitely not sit idly by and watch the decline of the Lin family. ”

"Each generation is stronger than the next, believe in your juniors, they will not let you down."

After a long silence, Lin Xuanchao slowly poured himself a glass of wine, paused, and said with a smile: "Shi'an, good grandson-in-law, with your words, the old man will rest assured!" ”

His tiger eyes closed slightly, and he raised his head and drank it all, "Then this time, the old man will depend on you!" ”

The jade cup was suddenly thrown to the ground by him, and the crisp sound of shattering suddenly swept into the rain curtain.

The sky thundered, and the rain poured down.

Lin Chip, who was serving the banquet, drew his knife and slashed at Meng Yong first, and then there were a series of footsteps sounding in the heavy rain.

One by one, the children of the Lin family, who were dressed energetically, rushed out from the surrounding dark corridors with scimitars in their hands and murderous intent in their eyes.

Meng Yong, who had been silently beside him, held Zhao Chen's hand tightly and kicked the table in front of him towards Lin Chip.

Without waiting for Lin Chip to block it, he grabbed Zhao Chen's feet a little, followed by kicked the flying table again, and took advantage of Lin Chip's staggering retreat, and slashed it from above.

As he shattered the table, he slashed at his neck with the knife that pressed Lin Chip.

There was a roar behind him, and a mountain knife slashed towards Meng Yong's back, and the strong wind made Zhao Chenhan's hair suddenly rise.

Lin Xuanchao——

The white man is not old, and the sword carries the cold, which is comparable to Huang Zhong.

Meng Yong's eyes were cold, he kicked Lin Chip away, turned around and slashed, blocking Lin Xuanchao's knife.

Under the huge force, others were like ripples on the soft water of the blue waves, swaying, moving back a few feet lightly, and instantly deceived themselves into the heavy rain.

The movements are extremely smooth.

However, Zhao Chen in his arms suddenly realized that something was wrong.

During the fight, Meng Yong's breath obviously had a sense of stagnation when it turned to his chest and abdomen.

He actually had injuries on his body, and they weren't light...

The sound of the impact of the blade became louder and louder, and Lin Xuan rushed towards the dragon spirit and the tiger, chasing after him, slashing more and more slashing.

Every time Meng Yong received a blow, he would be shocked and take a step back.

Gradually, he and Zhao Chen both fell into the three doors and six formations laid out by the children of the Lin family.

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