Chapter 464: Far Away, Yet Close Before Our Eyes
"On the head? He has a birthmark on his head?" Lin Zhiqing opened his mouth slightly.
Lin Yangyang nodded:
"I'm a little embarrassed to say this, but I thought that black thing was dirt and rubbed it for a long time."
Lin Zhiqing took Lin Yangyang's hand and the two of them entered the inner room.
Lin Yangyang pulled the flute player's hair aside with familiarity: "Look, it's right here. Doesn't it look like a bunch of dirt?"
Lin Zhiqing looked down and saw a shapeless black birthmark the size of a fingernail.
There is a birthmark!
But Yan Yu never told them where Yan Hang's birthmark was.
"Cousin, go chase Yan Wu." Lin Zhiqing shook Lin Yangyang's arm excitedly.
"Chase him?" Lin Yangyang blushed, clearly having misunderstood. "Isn't this a bad idea?"
Lin Zhiqing never told Lin Yangyang that he suspected the flute player was Yan Yu's younger brother.
"The person playing the flute may be Yan Hang. You should go quickly, otherwise it will be too late!" Lin Zhiqing did not have time to explain in detail.
Hearing this, Lin Yangyang immediately understood the importance of the matter.
She went out without hesitation.
After an incense stick of time, Lin Yangyang rode out of the city gate on horseback.
But she didn't see Yan Yu at all. When she arrived at the first post station, she couldn't help but get off her horse and ask the people at the tea stall.
"Excuse me, have you ever seen a man eight feet tall, handsome, and dressed in red?"
"No, no."
Everyone at the tea stall said they had never seen the man in red.
Lin Yangyang couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. If she had said it earlier, would she have been able to catch up with Yan Yu?
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" Lin Yangyang couldn't help but kick the big tree next to him.
The leaves fell one after another, but they could not cover up the loss on her face.
Just when her frustration reached its peak, a voice came from behind her:
"Tigress, what are you doing here?"
Lin Yangyang paused and turned her head abruptly.
Yan Snipe!
It’s Yan Wu!
He was wearing a very low-key black suit and looked much more serious than usual.
Seeing Lin Yangyang staring at him closely, Yan Wu raised his eyebrows and asked, "You can't bear to leave me and want to go to Daliang with me?"
"I'm telling you, I'm not the type to kidnap young girls, and I won't be carrying your bag..."
"The flute player has a birthmark on his head!" Lin Yangyang didn't bother to argue with Yan Yu and couldn't wait to tell him about the birthmark.
The smile on Yan Yu's face slowly disappeared.
…
Lu Nanyue hurriedly got off the carriage and rushed to the Lin family.
When she got outside the courtyard, she saw Lin Yangyang and couldn't help asking:
"Is the flute man really Yan Wu's younger brother?"
Lin Yangyang nodded: "The butterfly identified itself, it's Yan Hang!"
"Nanyue, go in and take a look."
Lu Nanyue nodded and walked into the house.
The first person she saw was Lin Shian. After Lin Shian nodded slightly, she walked to the window.
Yan Yu stood at the head of the bed, staring at the flute player motionlessly.
Lin Zhiqing saw Lu Nanyue coming and waved at her: "Nanyue, come over and take a look."
"Haven't I checked it before? Apart from some insufficiency in absorption and metabolism, which makes it difficult to be replenished, everything else is normal."
In other words, the flute player was malnourished.
"Yan Yu is worried, so you can take another look." Lin Zhiqing said.
Lu Nanyue didn't say much, and gave Di Ren acupuncture and pulse, and concluded that he was too weak to be nourished.
Apart from this, there is no problem with the flute player's body except for some old injuries.
Hearing this, Yan Yu took a deep breath and stared at the flute player's face.
Lin Zhiqing said, "Yan Wu, what's holding Yan Hang back isn't a physical problem, but a psychological one."
"I have been treating him these days and he is getting better."
"By the way, he spoke earlier, but he only called out father, mother, and brother."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yu's face showed an expression of regret and sadness.
Seeing this, Lin Zhiqing asked everyone to go outside.
When a living person becomes a living dead, no matter who it is, it takes some time to accept the fact.
"Dasheng is so big, yet so small. The flute player is actually Yan Yu's younger brother?" Lu Nanyue couldn't help but sigh.
"Maybe this is blood relationship. No matter how far away we are, we can always meet each other." Lin Shian also felt that this was a great coincidence.
"To put it bluntly, it's all because of that damn Jiang Yunhe." Lin Yangyang gnashed with hatred whenever she mentioned the Jiang family:
"He caused brothers to be separated and almost killed each other. I have never seen such a vicious person!"
Isn’t it?
If Yan Yu had come earlier, he might have had a chance to fight with Di Ren, no, with Yan Hang.
Thinking of this, Lin Zhiqing also felt that Jiang Yunhe was indeed hateful.
Even if I saw him die with my own eyes, it would be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart.
Yan Yu almost missed his own brother.
"Nanyue, today's event is a good thing, but you have to make an extra trip." Lin Zhiqing looked at Lu Nanyue.
"Xiao Qing'er, your business is my business. Why are you saying all this? Why don't you just give me a few more taels of silver?" Lu Nanyue's eyes sparkled.
"How can you be left out?" Lin Zhiqing smiled and said, "I'll send it to the clinic for you later."
"Then I won't be polite." Lu Nanyue was in a good mood:
"The Daliang envoy is about to arrive in Beijing. I also want to buy some medicinal herbs from him, so I won't say any more."
Lin Shian, who was standing aside, said, "Let me take Miss Lu out."
Lin Zhiqing nodded.
Lu Nanyue’s words just now reminded her, and she started thinking about another thing in her mind.
As the saying goes, politics and economy are inseparable.
The envoys from Daliang came to Dasheng, and Lu Nanyue was thinking about purchasing medicinal herbs from Dasheng. Could she take advantage of this opportunity to make money?
Since Yan Yu has confirmed Yan Hang's identity, it is probably just a matter of time before Yan Hang is awakened.
Lin Zhiqing put the matter aside for the time being.
Although Lin Shian returned from Yunnan, the fruit wine business in Yunnan did not stop.
On the other side of Bianliang, thanks to the efforts of the Hua family, the richest family in Bianliang, fruit wine has appeared at most banquets.
In the capital, the Lin family had been battling with the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion, and almost no one dared to serve the Lin family's fruit wine.
Even though the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion has collapsed, the wines at those large banquets are basically dominated by the imperial merchants' wines.
Various forces are entrenched in the capital, and the liquor business is a lucrative business.
Even though the Lin family's fruit wine is making a lot of money now, it is still a little behind that of the imperial merchants.
If the Lin family's fruit wine could appear at the palace banquet, would it be able to boost sales?
Lin Zhiqing pinched his chin.
She not only wanted to open up sales channels in the capital and Dasheng, but also in Daliang.
Doing business directly with Daliang is no different from trying to get the skin of a tiger.
But if fruit wine can appear at the palace banquet, not to mention a surge in sales, it will at least make a name for itself!
This is the same as the fruit wine used at Miss Hua’s wedding in Bianliang.
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