He has always been a gentleman, not enterprising, nor worrying about anything, with no big ambitions, and never thinking of serving the court. However, Xiao Lin has always felt that this is actually quite good.

It is difficult for Thaksin to go further, but it is already rich and monstrous, and he can live well in this life without bothering to bother, hindering his identity, as long as he does not go crazy in the capital. In that case, why bother working hard?

But now that Liangzhou is in chaos, the Xinwang Mansion is deeply involved, and Xiao Lin is at a loss. He knew very well that if he couldn't handle it properly, the Xinwang Mansion might not end up better than the Zhao family.

When the world is stable, it is their royal family relatives who enjoy the most blessings, and when the world is in turmoil, they are the first to be slaughtered. It's just that Cui Haoran made a drama in the capital, how many clansmen are left in Beijing?

And his father ...... No matter how you look at it, it's not a person who can keep the palace of the king.

Xiao Ke ate a stomach full of soil, and after hearing the location that Xiao Lin said, he didn't have time to scold this rebel for being unfilial, so he hurriedly chased after him.

Liangzhou City is in a mess at the moment, there are many homeless people on the street, and when they saw the Xiao family's father and son riding horses, they hurriedly got out of the way.

"Holy damn." The old man who was standing on the side of the street and ate a mouthful of dirt spat in the direction where Xiao Ke had gone.

"You whisper, the nobles in the capital, are you what you can talk about?"

The other person also followed suit.

"Nobleman, what nobleman, in front of the army, it is not as fast as us."

The old man scolded and said a few more words, and then looked up to the sky and thought, when will the saint return to Beijing. At least, when the Holy One is there, they will not starve to death, they will have medical treatment for the sick, and they will have clothing for the cold.

He asked the people around him, "The emperor is so good, why do people still want to rebel?" ”

After this sentence, everyone was silent.

The people are easily instigated, the most difficult people to deal with, but also the most coaxed and the most satisfied.

Behind him, Xiao Ke didn't know, and when he caught up with Xiao Lin and came to the door of Baoyue Tower, Uncle Huang's face was very dark.

What did he see?

As soon as Xiao Lin got off the horse, several brightly dressed girls surrounded his son, and the look on his face was clearly a good friend who had known him for a long time.

Now the capital is too chaotic, and the business of Huajie is not as good as before, plus it is still early, the whole street is empty and deserted, Xiao Lin is surrounded by a group of warblers and Yanyan is very conspicuous.

Men have three wives and four concubines, and a few women are nothing, but this kind of goods in Flower Street and Willow Lane ......

Xiao Ke couldn't accept it.

Xiao Lin looked at his father who was walking towards him with a black face and thought to himself, saying that all this was arranged by that bastard of Chengba, and it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't even know if his father would believe it?

"Get out!" In the end, Xiao Lin only scolded a few words in a low voice.

But where will the girl really listen?

"Master, how long has it been, and you have forgotten the slave family?" A man in red picked up a handkerchief to wipe his tears, "The slave family is **** and misses the master." ”

Xiao Lin wanted to push, but there were many people around him, so he pushed one away and surrounded two. Beat? He thought he couldn't do it.

In the end, it was his father who saved him, Xiao Ke directly pulled out the knife and shouted to the girls, "If you don't roll, this king's knife won't have eyes." ”

The girls complained about Xiao Ke's recklessness, but they still left obediently.

Xiao Lin's aura was gone, so he wanted to find a crack to get into.