Ling Tian was overjoyed, since Mr. Qin Da agreed so refreshedly, then, it seems that these two things are not difficult in Mr. Qin's hands. This was ignored by Ling Tian, Mr. Qin's erudite reputation is all over the world, not to mention the ordinary nobles, even above the current kingdom court, there are also many people from Mr. Qinda's disciples. As long as Mr. Qin Da opened his mouth, these two things like Ling Tian were really effortless!

Ling Tian said with a smile: "In this way, I can rest assured, tomorrow I will take some silver tickets from my grandmother and hand them over to my husband." Well, it is estimated that five million taels should be almost enough. ”

"Five million taels?!" Mr. Qin Da stumbled! Even if you want to buy a big mansion, you can't use so much silver, right? Five million taels is enough to build a palace!

"Yes. Ling Tian nodded, looked at Mr. Qin and smiled. "Sir, the weapon workshop that the Xiao family gave me, I just left some experienced craftsmen, all of them stayed, the Xiao family will not be willing to use them, and I dare not use them. ”

Mr. Qin Da gasped, "So, at least two thousand people need to be found to supplement it?"

Ling Tian smiled: "Sir, don't be nervous, people, as long as you have the strength, these two thousand people are not difficult to find; The house should be as big as possible, and the second should be remote, preferably in an unnoticeable place outside the city. Three, the position should be good, and the offensive and defensive aspects should be considered, well, just these three points. After finding it, no matter what kind of house it is, I will make a big change. And most of the silver will be used on this change!"

Mr. Qin Da sighed in relief: "I see. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "When you say this, the old man has remembered a place that is more suitable." ”

"Oh?" Ling Tian was very interested, and asked hurriedly, "Where is it?"

Mr. Qin Da said: "It is by the Luliu River in the south of the city, at the foot of the victory mountain, the Fuwang Courtyard of the Liang Dynasty, but although the location is good, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack." It was originally a palace built by the emperor of the Liang Dynasty for his younger brother Fuwang. But it was when the Liang Dynasty was destroyed by our army when more than half of the house was built, and after that, everyone thought that it was an ominous place, and although the location was good, it was now basically in ruins. No one cares at all. However, the general framework is still there. With a little renovation and the construction of a fence, it can be barely used. If the son is in love, he doesn't need to buy it with silver, just take someone to repair it, and ensure that no one will care about it. ”

Ling Tian put one hand on his cheek, thought for a while, and said, "It's better to be like this, sir, I will follow you out of the city to visit friends, right?"

Mr. Qin Da was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Ling Tian wanted to follow him to see if the location of the Fu King's Courtyard was suitable, and visiting friends was an excellent excuse! No one could say that it was not okay for a student to follow his master to visit friends. Therefore, Ling Tian would be able to go out openly, and no one would inquire or worry. It's a brilliant idea!

Especially now that Ling Tian has just made a lot of trouble in the mansion, he also needs to go out to avoid the limelight, otherwise, if he still wanders around Ling Zhan Ling Xiao every day, he may be arrested and beaten by his angry grandfather and father at some point. Especially when Xiao Fenghan was still in the Ling Mansion, Ling Tian was even more reluctant that this shrewd old boy would come out and sabotage his big things at some point.

Thinking of this, Mr. Qin suddenly smiled, and his eyes became playful when he looked at Ling Tian.

The matter has been decided, and Mr. Qin Da will not stay long, so he will leave and return to the room by himself after making fun of them. Over there, Ling Jian, who hadn't stopped training even when Ling Tian was discussing with Mr. Qin Da, was almost at the limit of his body at this time, his whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, locks of hair were on his scalp, and his body was steaming. Ling Tian smiled approvingly, put a few large pieces of charcoal into the brazier, and the brazier that was about to be extinguished suddenly burned again, and in just a moment, the room was already so warm that people couldn't wear clothes.

At this moment, Ling Tian suddenly remembered something: it seemed that he had forgotten the brazier when Mr. Qin Da was there just now...... , No wonder the old master slipped away without stopping for a moment after speaking, it turned out to be cold.......

Ling Tian shook his head and smiled, "Ling Jian, slow down, recover step by step, and then go to the brazier and change your clothes." "Ling Tian deeply knew that if a training volume like Ling Jian was made to stop resting all of a sudden, not only would he not make the slightest progress, but it would also cause great damage to his body, so he had to have a period of buffering in order to achieve the best effect of training.

Ling Jian agreed, and sure enough, he slowly slowed down his movements, and when he finally stopped, before he could make a move, Ling Tian had already draped a coat over his body and pressed him to sit down by the brazier. Ling Jian's lips trembled, and he said, "Thank you, Childe!"

Ling Tian looked at him deeply and said, "Ling Jian, if one day, you die because you protect me, I won't say thank you to you!, do you understand what I mean?"

Ling Jian said excitedly: "It is Ling Jian's honor to die to protect his son!"

Ling Tian patted him on the shoulder and said, "So, you don't need to say thank you to me. ”

After a pause, Ling Tian turned his head: "Between men and men, thank you is not said with your mouth. These two words, with one mouth, can never say anything. It's too pale. ”

Ling Jian's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head: "Yes!" Although Ling Jian didn't really understand the meaning of Ling Tian's words, he had already secretly written it down in his heart. For Ling Jian, Childe's every word and deed is worth learning from and imitating. I don't understand it now, but I will understand it one day, and maybe by then, I will understand Childe's mind. Ling Jian thought.

The next day, in the early hours of the morning. Ling Tian first went to Old Madam Ling's room, muttering something to herself. Then, he followed Mr. Qin Da, with Ling Jian, followed by a team of guards, and stepped into the carriage that accompanied Mr. Qin Da to visit friends.

Behind him, at the entrance of the lobby, several people stood. Everyone looked different. Old Man Ling was still sulking, and he didn't even come out, Ling Xiao was still frowning and angry, eager to catch Ling Tian and beat him angrily; Chu Ting'er's face was full of concern, and Old Madam Ling was proud; farther away, a figure looked at Ling Tian's small figure in the distance, his face was solemn, as if he was facing a strong enemy! With a look of deep thought and inquiry on his face, it was Xiao Fenghan.

Xiao Fenghan looked at it for a while, and said in a low voice: "This little guy must have something to do when he goes out, you follow to see what he is doing." There was no one behind him, not even a shadow, but just as he had finished speaking, a faint, barely visible figure flashed in the sunlight and disappeared without a trace. One word was left in the air: "Yes!"

Ling Kong hurried back to the room, looking very anxious. Leaning over the case, he grabbed a piece of paper casually, and hurriedly wrote down a few words: At the foot of the victory mountain, next to the Green Willow River, stop and kill Ling Tian, there must be no mistake!

Suddenly, a white carrier pigeon flapped its wings from the east courtyard of Lingfu, hovered in the air, and flew straight to the south. Watching the carrier pigeon fly into the air, a trace of happiness flashed in Lingkong's eyes, and his hideous face was full of excitement.

At this time, Mrs. Ling was standing in front of the window, holding a scroll of Buddhist scriptures, but her eyes were fixed looking in the direction of the east. Seeing the carrier pigeon suddenly rising into the sky in the east courtyard, the look in his eyes was as cold as ice!

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