After Lin Dongxue grew up, he understood something, a term that many people may not know: 'persona'.

What does this mean? It means that a person's outward personality is artificially created through words, expressions, and other means.

For example, a person might be shy and often blush, or carefree and unrestrained, or kind enough to not even step on an ant on the street.

Such a character, created in this way, can deceive outsiders, like a smokescreen, easily concealing the person's true nature. But since it is a creation, it will collapse. Once it collapses, everything before can easily vanish into nothingness. Therefore, one should follow one's heart and be down-to-earth. What is created will never have the substance of reality.

Most of the Lin family members are characters whose personalities are pre-defined. Her mother is actually a foodie who doesn't care about so-called ladylike manners, does things as she pleases, and doesn't often fight with the other aunts. However, she has to put on a world-weary and weathered look in front of her, as if she has fought countless battles, and she has to warn her second uncle three times a day.

His father was also a character designed to be someone who disliked running the business and wished that some uncle would take his place as the eldest son so that he could live a life of leisure without being oppressed by his grandfather.

My parents were like that, and so were my other uncles and aunts. When he was around, they would pretend to be fighting fiercely, but when he wasn't there, they would gather together and play cards.

His grandfathers were genuine people, but they wished he could use every moment to learn—how to disguise himself in front of others, how to avoid being taken advantage of outsiders, and how to manage a vast business empire.

The Lin family was not like a prominent family; they had no special privileges and had to pay huge sums of money as protection fees every year. He didn't resent his family's painstaking efforts in raising him, after all, he was the eldest son of the main branch.

He exhaled a breath of stale air and stepped into the main courtyard.

Three elderly men sat in the front hall of the main courtyard: Old Master Lin, Second Grandfather, and Third Grandfather of the Lin family. He raised his hands in a gesture of respect, saying, "Grandfather, Second Grandfather, Third Grandfather." He bowed to each of them.

Every movement and every expression of his was perfect. Even the demeanor of a young master from a scholarly family was probably not as perfect as his, let alone that of some princes.

The three old men, seeing his proper demeanor and expression, thought he was truly a perfect young nobleman and nodded. "Your two grandfathers and I have already thought about the matter of distributing grain. You will handle this, but remember one thing."

“Grandfather, please speak.”

“We have no experience dealing with royalty before, so we can’t teach you anything. Remember to be careful and cautious, and don’t suffer any losses,” the old man said earnestly.

"Yes, grandson has remembered."

The old man smiled contentedly. "Go ahead, do whatever you want. You're all grown up now." He waved his hand and said no more.

Lin Dongxue said goodbye before leaving the main courtyard.

After he left, the three old men remained silent for a long time before someone said, "Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it all depends on fate."

"Brother, I hope your decision is right. The Lin family has stepped forward to provide disaster relief this time, and they will surely stand out in the eyes of the world in the future. I hope there won't be any trouble."

Lin Dongxue could not hear the deep worry in Second Master Lin's voice, as if something bad was about to happen.

After a long while, a voice rang out again in the hall after Old Master Lin finished speaking, "He will eventually have to face it."

Some say that you never know what will happen to you in the next moment, so you should live for the moment. Others say that every cause has an effect, and today's result is the result of yesterday's cause.

Everything is preordained.

Well, in the end, we should live for the moment and enjoy life to the fullest.

For heroes and tyrants, opportunities only arise in chaotic times. Besides, there were Prince Yong and Sun Yun who ended up at Huguo Temple by a twist of fate.

After listening to the wise king's impassioned speech, only one thought crossed their minds: Did these few soldiers want to rebel? They were just sending themselves to their deaths.

I wonder which general will be so lucky as to achieve another great feat.

After the wise king's speech, he did not immediately send out troops, as if he was waiting for someone. Now that things had come to this point, the Prince of Yong felt that his half-brother was a bit stupid. He had already mobilized the troops, but he did not take advantage of the momentum to attack. When was he going to wait?

Back at the soldiers' rest area, the group exchanged glances, not daring to openly gather together to discuss the matter. Sun Yun, being a woman, found the indoor smell even more unbearable. What was worse was the heat; by evening, some soldiers were shirtless.

Ma An and Ban Shu are both daughters. The two of them shielded Sun Yun in the middle, blocking her view so that she could not see anything.

Prince Yong sighed and gestured for Xiao Fuzi and Mo Qin to follow him away from the crowds to a corner. "Can we find their armory?"

"Give me half a day, and I'll definitely be able to find it." Mo Qin was very confident. The leader of this group of soldiers was clearly not very adaptable, and he didn't seem to be from the vicinity of the capital.

With a question in mind, he whispered, "Your Highness, these soldiers were probably borrowed from someone else by the Prince Xian."

"He's been imprisoned for years, where would he find soldiers? But these soldiers have all sorts of accents, it's hard to tell where they're from." He listened for a few minutes, and realized that many of the soldiers had different accents.

“No matter who we borrowed the troops from, that’s not the most important thing right now.” Prince Yong looked at Xiao Fuzi. “Xiao Fuzi, go and burn their grain supplies. Mo Qin, go and destroy the armory. Then set fire to Huguo Temple. Hopefully, someone will think of Huguo Temple and come to our rescue. If no one comes to our rescue, remember to scatter and escape for your own lives.”

“No, Your Highness, you and Miss Sun don’t know martial arts. We can’t be separated. Separating us would weaken our strength.” Xiao Fuzi was the first to disagree.

“We can’t be separated.” Mo Qin agreed. If people aren’t properly around him, he’ll be constantly uneasy. As a guard in the manor, if he can’t even protect his master, how can he talk about making a name for himself?

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