A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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Everyone was relieved.
Just then, Bai Shitao rushed all the way to the Lin family's door and happened to run into Lin Weiming returning.
Bai Shitao quickly chased after him, "Brother Lin!"
"?" Lin Weiming turned around and looked at him strangely: "What's wrong? If you have something to say, just say it. I'm in a hurry to get back."
"Why are you in such a hurry to go back every day? I think that kid Zheyun learned from you; now he's even learned to slack off." Bai Shitao considered himself to have some connection with Lin Weiming, so he wasn't very polite in his words.
But Lin Weiming didn't think so. He glared at Lin Weiming, feeling that he had been wronged.
"Don't you dare slander me like that! What do you mean by learning to be lazy from me? How am I lazy? At most, I work a little faster than others. After I finish my work, I can't just stand there feeding the fish, can I?" Lin Weiming said unhappily. "Besides, the second brother is working under you now, and you're in charge of him. Don't try to pin everything on me."
Bai Shitao followed Lin Weiming into the house with his arm around his shoulder, saying as they walked, "That's true, but I'm here to ask, isn't I? Zheyun hasn't been very enthusiastic during training these past few days. He went to the military camp and didn't even stay for two hours before running back."
"He's still young. If he doesn't get more training in the military, how will he lead troops in the future? Even if he has some military achievements now, he can't be arrogant! You know the principle that an arrogant army will surely be defeated. Even if he's young and likes to play, he still needs to know what's important. Now is the perfect time to hone his skills. How can he not stay in the military?"
Lin Weiming listened to Bai Shitao's complaints without saying a word.
"Old Lin, do you know something?" Bai Shitao felt that Lin Weiming's silence was not in line with his usual personality, and he had an uneasy guess that something might have happened to the Lin family.
He recalled the two sarcastic remarks Lin Weiming had made to him earlier, and they didn't seem like such a big deal after all.
Lin Weiming sighed and said, "This is not the child's fault."
Bai Shitao's heart immediately jumped, and he asked in a low voice, "What happened?"
Then he heard a crackling sound of wood being chopped.
Bai Shitao subconsciously looked up and saw the person he was looking for chopping wood in the Lin family's yard with some tools!
Bai Shitao almost blurted out a curse, but Lin Weiming stopped him, saying, "Take a break. That second son has been busy enough these past two years. He's even been to the battlefield. I, his father, haven't been there yet."
It wasn't that he didn't care about his child's future, but he knew that Lin Wanyue had finally returned, and might suddenly leave again at any time.
Just like it did two years ago.
My family members seem calm on the surface, but they're all a little nervous inside.
Lin Zheyun is doing the same thing now, coming home early every day so that he can spend more time with Lin Wanyue.
Lin Weiming, of course, wouldn't stop him.
Moreover, he did just that himself, giving up his time off to come home earlier to be with his daughter.
Bai Shitao's eyes widened. After holding back for a while, he couldn't help but say, "Old Lin, let me tell you, you can't teach your child like this. You have to pay attention to the child. Even if he has made some small contributions now, you can't just ignore him like this, can you? After all, he's still young! Besides, if he doesn't train properly now, what will he do when he goes to the battlefield later?"
As a veteran who had been on the battlefield many times, Bai Shitao did not believe that going to the battlefield once was enough.
Most of the people in their Ministry of War were promoted through military merit, which was earned by sacrificing lives. One wrong move and they could lose their own lives.
We must never let our guard down!
Lin Weiming only wanted to hug his sweet and soft little girl as soon as possible, and he was not at all impatient to listen to these words. He shook his hand and said, "Anyway, my son is now in your hands. You can take care of him. I don't care."
Bai Shitao almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
He felt that, judging from the way Lin Weiming taught his sons, none of the four boys in the Lin family had gone astray; in fact, each of them showed signs of becoming successful.
This can only be attributed to the blessings of our ancestors!
It must be incredibly lucky that their ancestors' graves emitted auspicious smoke, and several of them at once, to have such excellent offspring all end up in the Lin family.
Bai Shitao was filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
That guy surnamed Lin is just wasting his good son and daughter by being a father!
If those children were his sons and daughters, he would be overjoyed.
Bai Shitao walked into the courtyard with a sullen expression. He saw Lin Zheyun and his two underlings working with wood, and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"
"Hehe, I want to make a rocking horse for my sister!"
"I want to make a swing for my sister," the two children exclaimed.
Lin Zheyun was the one who did most of the work.
After all, his two younger brothers were still young, so the task of chopping wood with an axe had to be left to him, the strong and capable second brother.
Bai Shitao frowned, then immediately seemed to understand something and said, "When did you get a little sister? And you haven't even invited me to a banquet yet?"
Bai Shitao cursed Lin Weiming in his heart for being too stingy. They were colleagues, and this girl, born at this age, wasn't even going to treat them!
The three brothers, Lin Zheyun, Lin Zihan, and Lin Ziqiu, all stopped what they were doing and looked up at him.
Bai Shitao was busy with matters at the Ministry of War and was unaware of the widespread rumors about the little princess's return. He simply assumed that the younger sister they were talking about was Lin Weiming's daughter, his precious newborn daughter.
Feeling uncomfortable under Lin Zheyun's gaze, Bai Shitao said coldly, "How old are you? Why are you still playing with these wooden things with your two little brothers? Why don't you hurry up and go to the military camp for some training! Be careful your bones don't rust."
“I only have one younger sister, and she’s back,” Lin Zheyun answered his first question.
"!!!" Bai Shitao was shocked.
If Lin Zheyun only has one younger sister, wouldn't that be Lin Wanyue?
But Lin Wanyue is dead, isn't she?
In truth, Bai Shitao didn't quite understand what had happened two years ago. The Lin family had clearly held a funeral for Lin Zhongyuan, the eldest son of the Lin family. He had come with a group of colleagues to offer gifts at that time and had even seen Lin Zhongyuan lying in the coffin.
But Lin Zhongyuan later came back to life and even became the top scholar in the imperial examination last year.
However, the Lin family's little princess truly disappeared from everyone's sight two years ago.
Bai Shitao hadn't heard a single one of the speculations made by the women in the inner quarters, though he had mentioned it a few times with his colleagues, and they all thought that the little princess was definitely gone.
Before he could even finish his surprise, Lin Weiming had already carried Lin Wanyue out of the house.
It is indeed Lin Wanyue!
But how come she looks exactly the same as she did two years ago?
Bai Shitao was even more shocked!