Along the way, Luo Xin'er seemed extremely well-behaved, always following Lin Xiuran for about half a step, bowing her eyebrows, her hands stirring in the hem of her skirt, not daring to raise her head or stride.

Lin Xiuran looked at her appearance and knew that she wanted to pretend to be a well-behaved daughter-in-law, so it was naturally difficult to debunk it, so he kept silent and accommodated her.

It's all quiet all the way.

The two of them made their way around several corridors to the hall.

In the hall, everyone who had some status in the Lin family came.

Lord Lin and Mrs. Lin sat on the main seat, there were a few eye-catching maids waiting on both sides, and the others were lined up on both sides, the seven people with higher status sat below, and those with relatively low status just stood.

There were more than 20 people in the small hall, but they were not noisy or silent.

Everyone's eyes wandered, as if they were wandering outside the gods, but from the moment Luo Xin'er walked into the hall, they all took their eyes back, put them on her body, stared at her tightly, and did not let go of any expression or movement on her face.

It was a look of covetousness and disdain, greed written on their faces, and a discerning person could see it at a glance, but he could not tell it.

The greed in the eyes of those people is not greedy for her Luo Xin'er's beauty, but the majestic family business of the Lin Mansion that she may control in the future as Lin Xiuran's wife.

The more than 20 people in this hall all understand that it is impossible for an idiot to inherit the Lin family's family business, at most it can only be a puppet, and it must be another person who will actually control the Lin family in Ningtang in the future.

Now, when these people saw that Lin Weiyuan had married such a wife for Lin Xiuran despite public opinion, they were somewhat suspicious in their hearts. The fool has an extra wife, and they have one more variable. If Luo Xin'er has a normal son for Lin Xiuran in the future, and Lin Weiyuan will live for another twenty years until his grandson becomes an adult, then the Lin family's family business will no longer have their share.

Lin Xiuran looked at the faces of the beings in the hall, and remembered a sentence, "The temple is a small demon with a big wind, and the pool is shallow and the king is eight."

These people will fight in the nest and will be intrigued. Doing stupid things all day long, many families, sects, and even dynasties in this world actually have a large part of the reason for dying in this way.

So Lin Xiuran didn't want to watch them perform, he entered the hall, found his place and sat down, and stopped talking.

And Luo Xin'er, as soon as she crossed the threshold and entered the hall, there was an old woman in the hall who took care of her, and the old lady led her to Lin Weiyuan and Mrs. Lin. Luo Xin'er knelt down slowly under the gesture of the old mother, and then took the bowl she handed over and toasted tea for the two elders.

In terms of the number of rituals and etiquette of the tea ceremony, naturally there is no need for Luo Xin'er to worry, there is no accident with the old lady in charge. Luo Xin'er did it step by step according to the old mother's instructions, kneeling on the ground, serving tea, receiving gifts from the elders, and taking back the bowl, nothing went wrong, the rules were in order, and people couldn't find anything wrong.

Mrs. Lin sat on the main seat, smiling amiably, as if everything last night was Luo Xin'er's hallucination.

The expressions on the faces of the more than 20 people in the hall at this moment have also returned to normal, either solemn, smiling, or nodding and twisting their beards, all of which have changed into the appearance they are most accustomed to doing, without the slightest appearance of greed. It seems that they are also immersed in the joy of just getting married in the house.

Lin Weiyuan, who was on the main seat, maybe he saw the wolf smoke and sand in the hall but didn't say it clearly, maybe he was old and confused and didn't see through it, in such a weird atmosphere, he just looked at Luo Xin'er and smiled, just nodded with satisfaction.

It's like a father-in-law who is extremely satisfied with his daughter-in-law.

Lin Xiuran's marriage, everyone, including Mrs. Lin, was against it. Mrs. Lin has her own candidates, and the seven respected principals under Lin Weiyuan also have their own candidates. Whoever you choose, it's not good.

So, Lin Weiyuan didn't choose anyone, married Luo Xin'er for Lin Xiuran, and broke everyone's glasses.

"About ten years ago, in Shangjing, I met your father. ”

Lin Weiyuan drank Luo Xin'er's daughter-in-law's tea, and was a little happy, so he said a few more words, "At that time, you were still in infancy, and my son was only four or five years old. ”

Luo Xin'er was still in infancy, and when she heard Lin Weiyuan talk about her old acquaintance with her father, she naturally had no impression. But she didn't interject, just nodded earnestly and was a dutiful listener.

Luo Xin'er's father, Luo Guishan, was originally a hard-working cattle herder.

Until the age of twelve, he was herding cattle for a family in a small remote village in Ningtang County. What I do every day, but watch the cows, sleep, and repeat, like all the cowherding babies in the world, even more lazier.

But no one would have thought that such a lazy young man would win the first place on the Qingyun list fifteen years later and become the most likely outstanding person in the world to enter the innate realm.

The avenue is three thousand, and the same is true for cultivation, in this world, practice is not only meditation and cultivation of internal strength or boiling the body, scholars can cultivate Haoran righteousness, and can also enter the innate with reason, when the time comes, although they have not learned swords, guns and sticks, but the avenue is in the heart, naturally there is no teacher, and they can use it freely, and even, in the understanding and perception of the moves, it will be faintly above those who enter the innate with martial arts.

In the seventh year of Zheng, in the imperial examination of tens of millions of people in the Wu Dynasty, Luo Guishan was full of spirit, wise and elegant, and the article was completed with a pen.

When I stopped writing, the wind and thunder surged, and the purple thunder and lightning suddenly fell during the day, and the golden light of Luogui Mountain was full of body, and a purple light above the head rushed straight into the sky, echoing with the thunder and lightning.

This is a vision.

Those who can hook the vision of heaven and earth in the article must be a person who can enter the innate with reason.

So, in just a few days, Luo Guishan has changed from an unknown scholar who "has not been asked for ten years" to a world-famous genius and scholar.

Everyone thinks that in less than ten years, Luo Guishan will be able to be like Zhu Gang and Cheng Chang, two bachelors, to become a strong person in the world.

However, just like no one thought that a cowherd baby would turn into a leader of the Qingyun list who can hook the vision of heaven and earth with his articles, Luo Guishan, who has been a guest in Shangjing for five years, disappeared mysteriously one day, and what is even more unexpected is that seven years later, he died of illness in Ningtang.

The secret is unknown, and even Luo Xin'er herself doesn't know anything.

Luogui Mountain was like a meteor in the night sky, and after a brief brilliant light crossed the sky of the Wu Dynasty, it quickly disappeared.

Some people have even forgotten that there was such a scholar in the Wu Dynasty who made the gods fall in love with him.

To be honest, after so many years, Lin Weiyuan has almost forgotten about it.

If he hadn't accidentally sorted out the letters from more than ten years ago that day, he would have forgotten that there was such a powerful character in Ningtang more than ten years ago.

The avenue is vicissitudes, and it is ruthless.

Luo Guishan and others have been forgotten, let alone his daughter.

No one would deliberately remember Luo Xin'er. Probably except for some people in Ningtang who also know that Luo Xin'er is Luo Guishan's daughter, people in other places probably don't even know who Luo Xin'er is, how old she is, and whether she is married.

Such a woman, except for being a little better-looking, is actually very ordinary.

However, it was because she was ordinary that Lin Weiyuan chose her to be his daughter-in-law. Sometimes, the more bizarre and inexplicable a trick is, the more clever it is.

This is often the case in the affairs of soldiers.

Lin Weiyuan had the opportunity to compete for the position of the head of the Jinglin family, but unfortunately failed. In the past ten years, he has retreated to Ningtang, and his ambitions have not diminished. Therefore, he doesn't want the few people under him to live in a corner and only care about infighting, he hopes that they can unite and even expand their territory. It is expected that he will be able to regain the position of the head of the Shangjing Lin family, but at least, it is necessary to make the Ningtang Lin family on the rivers and lakes, as important as the Shangjing Lin family.

Let Lin Xiuran marry Luo Xin'er as his wife, that's it, in order to avoid infighting in the Lin family, he can only sacrifice such an innocent woman.

Ruthless is a little ruthless, but what does it matter?

Yes, human life ants, dogs and mustards, it doesn't matter.

Of course, Luo Xin'er didn't understand the twists and turns of this, and she didn't understand that she was unconsciously regarded as an outcast. On the contrary, he still thinks that Lin Weiyuan is a good person.

At least compared to Mrs. Lin who wanted to force herself and his stupid son to cave the house, Lin Weiyuan was a good person.

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