After two years of sadness, Ling Muyun didn't want to talk about it.

Seeing that Ling Ying looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, he only lightly ordered: "Take the clansmen back to Dingbei, and with Ling Zheng's talent, it should be more than enough to be rich in troubled times." ”

"The Ling family...... I'm sorry for you! ”

Ling Ying lost his former majesty, and was more like a down-and-out old man on the street.

"Just talk about what you have seen and heard in Jiankang."

……

"Mu Yun, don't you go back to Dingbei together? I step down, the power of the family is handed over to you, even after a hundred years, I should have no regrets. ”

Ling Ying picked up the important things he had seen and heard in the past two years, talked a lot, and even explained the grievances of the Great Jin family in detail.

"Ling Muyi is the one who started talking, he is in Xiangyang."

After Ling Muyun finished speaking, he added: "But don't involve family disputes because of Ling Muzhong's matter. ”

"Okay." Ling Ying nodded.

Except for the Death Separation Vessel, a few cultivation exercises, and some food and clothing needs, other things, including ox carts, were all handed over to Ling Ying.

"These brands should be of some use on the road, but in Dajin, don't take them out to publicize them."

Ling Ying took the sign and her pupils shrank.

For two years, I didn't know that Ling Muyun had so many opportunities, and even had the gold medal of Hou Qin's Protector Army.

"Jiankang masters are like clouds, don't be publicized."

"Brother, passing by Dingbei, remember to go home and have a look."

When Ling Muyu said this, he was full of confidence.

The ox cart went out of the north gate, followed by more than a dozen Ling clansmen who had not yet fended for themselves.

Ling Muyun turned around and returned to the inn.

In any case, the Ling family is in Jiankang, which is a constraint on himself.

Now, alone, there is no concern.

"How to approach Sima Daozi? Princess Huiji? Even, a wonderful sound? ”

"Using Wang Guobao as a springboard? Once you meet Ling Muzhong, I'm afraid it will be bad. ”

Ling Muyun has never been very optimistic about Ling Muzhong's character.

"Staff? Encounter? Servant? ”

"Tomorrow, I'm going to re-enter the city."

Ling Muyun wrapped the feather clothes, repurchased a cloth coat, and went out of Jiankang overnight.

On the second day, the sun began to rise, and the gates of the city were opened.

Then enter the city through the south gate.

At this time, he was dressed without makeup, with an ink blade hanging on his waist, like a ranger, and swaggered in front of the stall to drink two bowls of gruel and a basket of steamed buns.

And found a cheap inn.

"Guest, stay in the hotel?"

"Well, open a firewood room."

Ling Muyun handed the copper to the shopkeeper with a painful face.

The shopkeeper glanced at him and said, "You baby, why don't you sell the knife and have a big meal?" ”

The ink blade was too important to Ling Muyun, so he didn't think about hiding it.

But at this time, the shopkeeper's words made him alert.

Even if he pretended to be a ranger and waited for an opportunity to go to Dongfu to find an errand, the ink blade was too conspicuous.

Jiankang is not comparable to a small city, especially those who are accustomed to seeing rare things, which one will have a bad vision?

"This is my son-in-law's belongings, it's just scattered, how dare I dispose of it privately?"

Ling Muyun lied.

"The first place in the wing room, there is a bed in it, and you can rest."

The shopkeeper was too lazy to say anything about this kind of poor and sour passer-by, and he just saw that there were some ways to say the weapons in his hands, so he said a few more words.

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

After taking the key to the firewood room, Ling Muyun went to the wing.

The firewood room is not big, a broken bed with missing feet is supported by firewood, and the windows are leaking everywhere, so there is really no need to lock them.

Picking up some straw and laying it on the bed, Ling Muyun jumped up to the low beam.

Then, the thunder method is used to carve out a groove the size of the ink blade, and the ink blade is placed into it.

Dust.

"Grandpa Youbai, first grieve it!"

I don't know if Youbai heard it, and said this just to have some comfort in my heart.

"Shopkeeper, I don't have much money left, which family in this Jiankang has a job to make a living?"

Out of the firewood room, Ling Muyun walked to the counter and asked the shopkeeper.

"It depends on what you do! There are people in every compound, but if there is no way, it will be difficult to enter. The shopkeeper fiddled with the calculations, adding and subtracting the gains and losses of the inn's business in recent days: "If you don't feel too troublesome, you can go around the city, try your luck, or go to the alley to squat, the lack of people to look at you, you can also find an errand, the most taboo, is lazy." ”

After thanking the shopkeeper, Ling Muyun carried his burden and walked around half of the city.

Until the East House.

Dongfu, the residence of the crown prince and the prince, Shangshu, Situ, and Sima Daozi.

"The one who guards the door is actually a cultivator!"

"How does this get into it?"

"Hey! Hush! ”

Ling Muyun was stretching his neck from afar, but saw an obscene figure waving at him not far away.

"Call me?"

Ling Muyun pointed at himself and asked.

"My name is Ding Si!" Ding Si probed his brain and walked over and introduced himself: "You can call me Fourth Brother!" Seeing you wandering around the East Mansion with sinister eyebrows, is there something wrong? ”

"My name is Mu Yun, and I want to get a job in Dongfu."

Ling Muyun knew that a philistine like Ding Si was doing this kind of business: buying and selling news, flipping the spread, and introducing work.

"Dongfu on an errand?" Ding Si's eyes rolled, and he smiled wickedly: "I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?" So many errands, but I just came to Dongfu! ”

"The fourth brother is really smart!" Ling Muyun pretended to be shy: "My mother-in-law, who is married to her fingertips, is working in Dongfu, and I also want to go in to make a business, but I can rest assured just by looking at her." ”

"What kind of golden branches and jade leaves, your mother-in-law, can still grow flowers?" Ding Si said disdainfully: "I have some ways, but this is up and down......"

Ding Si looked at Ling Muyun's outfit and was even more disdainful.

"I have a lot of money, I don't know how ...... fourth brother"

"Five hangings!" Ding Si stretched out five fingers: "Add you five months!" ”

"Deal, my mother-in-law, it's really like a flower, ten miles and eight villages, which one ......"

Before Ling Muyun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ding Si: "How can I listen to your kung fu to talk about this?" What can you see with such an eye? ”

Ding Si shook his head and stretched out his right hand: "Give the money first, wait for the news." ”

Ling Muyun's face was full of difficulties, and he said hesitantly: "Fourth brother, five hangings is a lot, if you are ......"

"Love gives or doesn't give!" Ding Si wanted to indulge: "I don't inquire, I, Ding Si, have been in this business for so many years, who have I deceived?" ”

"That's that, the reputation of the fourth brother, but it's famous far and wide."

Ling Muyun pulled out a hanging copper from his arms, took out all the loose silver, and handed it over.

"Is that enough? Fourth brother? ”

"Where's going to be? I have faith to inform you. Ding Si weighed the scattered silver in his hand and smiled.

"Kelaile Inn." Ling Muyun continued to add: "Firewood room. ”

"Okay, wait for the letter, three days at most, one day at the least, and it will be arranged in place."

"Thank you, fourth brother, you have helped me a lot." Ling Muyun said with a sneer.

"Okay, okay, busy."

After Ding Si finished speaking, he stared at another person and leaned forward to talk.

"That's it!"