Chapter 117: Settling Ling Ying

Jiankang, as the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty, is not strict in guarding the city.

The walls were not tall, but only ten feet.

Ling Muyun's ox cart was also inconspicuous in the crowd shuttling back and forth.

Yiyang Hou Ji Kuang is worthy of being well versed in the regulations of the Great Jin Dynasty.

There are not a few ox carts like Ling Muyun in the city.

The only drawback is that it is a bit crowded and needs to be avoided at all times.

Under the guidance of Ling Muyu, Ling Muyun drove to Wuyi Lane.

As for why it is called Wuyi Lane, it is said that Wang Xie's two families lived here, and the children of both clans liked to wear black clothes to show their dignity, so it was named.

The door of the Xie family's mansion is not tall, and it is not even as tall as the Gaomen compound of the Dingbei Ling family.

But the cars and horses outside the house are endless, and people come and go to dress up, and there is no cloth clothes, showing luxury.

Its heritage is not comparable to earth-shattering wealth or thousands of books of poetry.

Ling Muyun's ox cart was even a little shabby.

Fortunately, Dajin advocates Xuandao, Ling Muyun's red feather coat, and the materials are exquisite, but if he knows people he doesn't know, he will bow his head slightly, which can be regarded as having an eye.

"How do you inform Ling Ying?"

"Don't be deliberate, everyone knows the grandfather, and it's not difficult to say it."

At the request of Ling Muyun, Ling Muyu disguised himself as a man, and he did not look abrupt in Dajin.

Although the misunderstanding was avoided, there was also the bold woman, who occasionally handed over a "little brother", and Ling Muyu trembled.

After more than a dozen rounds of arrangement, it was finally Ling Muyun's turn.

stepped forward, gave a Taoist salute to Menzi, and said, "Please pass through, my two are the grandsons of Ling Ying, and we are here to visit relatives." ”

"Oh? This stubborn old man has two grandsons who look like that! Wait, the house is busy, and you have to have time to see your relatives. ”

Menzi's attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, and he does not underestimate the two because Ling Muyun is here to visit relatives.

"Annoying-sama!"

Ling Muyun handed over the rules and was pushed over by Menzi: "Just wait on the side, there are many rules in the Xie Mansion...... Next. ”

The shortcut was rejected, and Ling Muyun didn't say too much.

Under True Qi, the aura of the dozens of cultivators in the mansion was not weaker than himself.

Obediently moved the car to the side and waited quietly.

It wasn't until the sun set in the west that Ling Ying stepped out of the door.

I thought it was a down-and-out doorman who was not living well, and asked for money in the name of borrowing, but who knows, it was Ling Muyun's sister and brother who were facing him.

"Muyun?"

"Grandpa......"

With a grandfather, Ling Ying's sadness turned into tears and swirled in his eyes: "People are old, and their eyes love to be dry." ”

Since Ling Hao left home for no reason, he never heard Ling Muyun shout a word of grandpa.

"Wait a while, the moon has only been sent for a while, I don't lack food and clothing in the house, and I can't use it, your sister and brother, take it first."

Ling Ying thought that Ling Muyun, like other disciples, was also here to beg for some gold and silver to live.

Being able to survive the rebellion of the King of the Northwest and rush to Jiankang is a hardship, Ling Ying can foresee.

"No, grandpa!"

gave him the "Taishi Thunder Rectification Law", and now, even if he is old, he still takes care of Ling Ying, who has fallen into the Ling Clan, which makes Ling Muyun feel a little emotional.

In fact, Ling Ying is not at fault.

He was just for the Ling clan.

"Ling Zheng has already returned to Dingbei City, and I will also let you go back to Dingbei."

Ling Muyun's words were brief, but they made Ling Ying difficult.

Although the contract signed for the errand in Xie Fumou was a living deed, if it was a breach of contract, ten ingots of gold must be compensated.

For the Ling clan in the past, it may just be something that flows out of the fingers.

But for me now, I really can't afford to compensate.

What's more, if you leave, how can the people who have not dispersed under the door survive?

"Mu Yun, take care of yourself, grandpa has a strong body, and he can do it for some time. Xie Fu, treat us well. ”

Ling Ying choked up slightly when she said this.

"Ling Ying, it's not too early, don't delay the housekeeper's affairs and be punished." The doorman kindly reminded.

Without waiting for Ling Ying to speak, Ling Muyun took a step forward and arched his hand: "Please my lord, but Ling Ying wants to resign......

"Quit?" The doorman asked suspiciously.

Ling Ying anxiously wanted to explain, but Ling Muyu grabbed her arm and whispered, "Grandpa, believe in Muyun!" ”

"I'm sorry for you!" Ling Ying's tears were not held back after all.

Ling Muyu's matter, he knew, but he was powerless.

"Yes, my lord." Ling Muyun's attitude has always been respectful, which makes the doorman feel very useful.

"It's okay, but Ling Ying has to go and talk to the housekeeper herself, you wait for outsiders, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter the house."

Ling Muyun thanked the doorman, walked to the ox cart, pulled over a box, grabbed a handful of gold and silver at random, stuffed it into a commonly used package, and handed it to Ling Ying, who was stunned.

"Our Ling family is down, but we can't do the ...... of robbing the house"

"Grandpa, the belongings are all on the right way, get things done quickly, set off early tomorrow, think about it, Ling Zheng has arrived in Dingbei."

Seeing Ling Muyun's serious appearance, Ling Ying hesitantly picked up the package and turned around and returned to the Xie Mansion.

At night, Xie Fu held the lamp, and the lights were bright.

"Ke'er, this ......"

When Xie Qing went out with his son Xie Lingyun in his arms, he ran into Ling Muyun, who was still waiting.

"Little brother, are you waiting?"

Xie Qing was dull by nature, and he was blessed with Xie Xuan's merits, and the official worshiped the secretary.

But he was enthusiastic, and when he saw Ling Muyun and the others, he greeted him first.

"My lord, I'll just wait here for Grandpa Ling Ying, and I'll leave later, I'm disturbed, and I'll ask Haihan." Ling Muyun arched his hand.

"Oh!" Xie Qing nodded and continued to tease Xie Lingyun.

"You look like a Taoist, you are richly dressed, you must have come to pick up Ling Yingyi to enjoy your old age, right?"

Xie Lingyun is three years old, but he speaks with the demeanor of an adult.

"What the little boy said, it's true."

"That's true! Where is it? ”

Xie Lingyun ignored Xie Qing's rattle and continued to ask.

"Traveling in the mountains and rivers, concentrating on the road." Ling Muyun replied seriously.

"In the future, I will be like you, and I will love the landscape!"

Xie Lingyun said seriously, but Ling Muyun didn't think so.

Chenjun Xie's family, the Xie family from Wuyi Lane, which one can really leave the world?

Xie An was not confused, and had to carry the banner of the Xie family.

The same thing.

"Sir!" When Ling Ying came out, he happened to bump into Xie Qing and bowed.

"Oh? Redeemed the contract? Xie Qing saw Ling Ying holding the deed of sale and asked.

"Back to the master, the old servant is old and clumsy, so he won't stir up trouble in Xie Mansion."

"You old man! It's not your grandson yet! Treat each other well, compared to your vampire silverfish, it's a cloud of mud. ”

Three-year-old children, when they speak, some of them are unscrupulous, but they are polite.

"Thanks to the little boy!"

Ling Ying bowed to Xie Lingyun.

"Let's go back! Let's go back! Xie Lingyun waved his hand like a little adult, and walked towards the courtyard by himself.

Xie Qing smiled at Ling Muyun with some embarrassment, and followed closely.

"Let's find an inn first." Ling Muyun said.

"I'll drive the ox cart."

After Ling Ying finished speaking, Ling Muyun handed over the bullwhip.