"Let's go, go out for a drink. ”

"Let me rest, I'm exhausted. ”

"What are you busy with, so tired?"

"The treasure hunt went. ”

"Did you find that?"

"No, I've been busy for a long time. ”

"Oh. The man who carried the wine said softly and did not speak again.

Zhao Rong leaned back in the chair and breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Lin Wenruo, who was sitting on the side with a straight waist, and at this moment his eyes were calmly staring at the wine jar on the table that he had brought and was especially stained with wet black soil.

After being speechless between the two for a while, Zhao Rong got up, reached out and pushed a plate of neatly arranged osmanthus cakes to the man who was stunned, and then went to the back of the screen in the house, ready to change his clothes and go out.

"Taste, Su Xiaoxiao's cooking, it's a little sweet. ”

Lin Wenruo glanced at the osmanthus cake and nodded.

When Zhao Rong took off his headscarf and changed into a loose Confucian robe and returned to the table, he found that there was not a single piece of pastry missing on the plate.

Zhao Rong grabbed a piece with his right hand, held it with his left hand, put it in his mouth, and said while chewing, "Let's go." ”

The two went out of the courtyard, led by the man who carried the wine, all the way west.

"Where are you going, don't you go through the main gate?" Zhao Rong looked left and right, curious.

The Lin manor is very large, and he has never been to the west.

There are no jagged mansions and gorgeous buildings in other parts of the manor, but it is getting more and more secluded.

The two walked on the winding and sloping corridor, passing by the pavilions hidden in the lush forest and green water, the sun paved the ground, and the sound of footsteps echoed.

"In the afternoon, I took Ziyu to have a good time in Lanxi, and I promised Ziyu when I first came, and it has been delayed until now, and if I don't go, I may not have a chance. ”

Lin Wenruo turned his head and chuckled: "Let's not go through the main gate, there are a lot of people visiting, and it is easy to get out." ”

Zhao Rong nodded when he heard this, raised his eyebrows, and knew what he meant by what he said might not have a chance.

Tomorrow is the debate between Confucianism and Taoism, when Zhao Rong passed through the Luojing City Gate in the morning, he saw a long queue from afar, and after finally squeezing into the city, he could feel that the flow of people on the street was several times that of the past, and he saw a lot of people in strange costumes.

Nowadays, the focus of the entire Zhongnan country, and even several surrounding countries have gathered in Luojing, and countless Zhongnan people, hermits and celebrities, and mountain monks have rushed to Luojing, looking forward to the Confucianism and Taoism debate on the Taibai Mountain Peak tomorrow.

This much-anticipated Qing talk will completely change the national fortunes of Zhongnan Kingdom, and only one of the Confucianism and Taoism can justifiably stay in Zhongnan Kingdom.

And just when Zhao Rong returned to the manor, he found that there were many guests who came to visit, and the main gate was full of traffic, and the busy feet of the housekeepers and servants did not touch the ground.

"Wen Ruo doesn't go to entertain guests, I see that there are a lot of people coming to your house today. ”

The long scholar who single-handedly contributed to the grand event at the end of tomorrow said calmly:

"It's just some speculative camping people, a few days ago when you need to stand in line to help, you can't shirk it, you can't see anyone, now the debate between Confucianism and Taoism is about to begin, the general trend is about to be decided, and they have come out, betting at both ends, maybe just out of the Lanxi house, they will turn around to the top of Taibai Mountain. ”

"These 'distinguished guests' are dispensable, and they don't care what they do. Or is it more important to accompany Ziyu to drink and enjoy the scenery......"

Lin Wenruo suddenly stopped, his words paused, and he turned his head to look out of the verandah.

Zhao Rong followed his gaze, and it was a clearing in front of a remote waterfront pavilion on the left side of the verandah, with a few trees standing.

Lin Wenruo pursed his lips, "Ziyu, wait a minute." ”

With that, the man carrying the wine walked towards the pavilion, his steps getting faster and faster, and as he approached, he became slower and slower, and finally stopped in front of a tree and looked up.

Zhao Rong clasped his hands, leaned his back against a beam, squinted his eyes, and saw the shape of the leaf, which seemed to be a ginkgo tree.

After a short time, the man carrying the wine returned and joined the young Confucian waiting in the verandah, after which the two walked into a quiet path and left the Lin manor.

The two of them visited Lanxi, which was once a royal garden 700 years ago.

Cross the far bridge, take the lotus boat, climb the Dai Rock, cross the pine stream, turn over the green mountain, enjoy the pear pavilion, and travel the sound valley.

When the sun was setting, the two of them took advantage of the excitement and returned to the Lin manor.

Zhao Rong and Lin Wenruo were discussing some matters for tomorrow on the way back, and they were about to wave goodbye at a fork in the road, but suddenly, an unexpected person walked out of the roadside.

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Lin Qingxuan took his subordinates and entourage and hurriedly returned to the Lin manor from Luojing City, sitting alone in the carriage along the way, silent.

After nearly ten years of recuperation, his injuries have basically healed, but his face has not completely recovered after being tied up by that person in the drunken man's pavilion that day, and he is slightly fat and swollen.

Inside the carriage, he closed the doors and windows, closed the curtains, and the whole person hid in the darkness, except for the slight shaking of the wide carriage in his body, the whole person was isolated from the outside world, as if in this way he could hide the secret in his heart.

In the darkness, at this moment, his body trembled slightly, the sound of slightly rough breathing sounded in the darkness, the teeth that had been clenched were now a little trembling, and his right hand was clenched into a fist.

No longer the smile and calmness that I had in front of that woman not long ago.

Slowly, he spread out his right fist and looked down.

Although it was in the dark of the car, it was impossible to see.

But through the slight pressure from his palm, he knew that it was there, lying quietly, stained with his sweat.

Why did I take it over in a daze!?

There is also the friend who tricked him into going to Fengqi Tower, but he didn't expect to be a person who rushed to the void, he left his entourage outside the door and entered the room, but what he could see was not the top girl he ordered, but the woman who was waiting for him with a smile.

As the carriage jolted, he was in a trance, and he remembered again the words in his ear from the woman he had once regarded as his sister and now avoided.

He didn't know how many times he had recalled along the way.

Find the man he knows named Zhao Ziyu and find a way to give him the medicine in the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

After the deed is completed, Chong Xuguan can forgive the sins of the Lanxi Lin clan.

All the responsibility for these bold things will be borne by Lin Wenruo alone.

The Lanxi Lin clan can also continue to stay in Zhongnan Kingdom.

And when the time comes, Chong Xuguan will support him Lin Qingxuan as the new head of the Lanxi Lin family......

Lin Qingxuan's forehead was full of beads of sweat, but he didn't wipe it, but licked his dry lips.

After he returned to Zhongnanguo, he couldn't believe it when he learned that his family, under the leadership of Lin Wenruo, had actually hedged against the void.

Because of something when he was a child, he has always been pessimistic about changing the law, and the shadow of imaginary view hangs over his heart.

In his opinion, the Chong Void Concept, which has stood on Zhongnan Mountain for thousands of years, is so easy to overthrow, if you Lin Wenruo gambles with the name of the whole clan, you are simply a madman.

However, he did not have any power in the clan except for the identity of a descendant bloodline, where did he decide the direction of the big carriage of the Lanxi Lin clan.

Lin Qingxuan clenched the small porcelain bottle in his right hand again, which contained the medicine that someone asked him to give to that Zhao Ziyu, and I heard her say that the effect of the medicine would not work immediately, and he could get out safely.

The man in the car raised his left hand and wiped the sweat from his face.

Damn, why did I take this porcelain vase from her at that time?

It's okay, it's okay, I won't say it, no one will leak this matter. He comforted himself.

Besides, I won't do it myself, what are you afraid of?

But thinking like this, the meaningful smile of the woman before leaving unconsciously appeared in my mind, and ......

In the dense watery darkness, the man reached out and touched his unswollen face.

And the man in the drunkard's pavilion that day, who was supposed to be his own brother, gave him seven strings for a damn outsider.

The shame of that day is vivid.

The man's eyes were dark.