Volume 1, Chapter 125: The Lin Family’s Secret Tomb.
Ye Tingmu looked outside the door and smiled.
"Miss, is this tea poisonous?"
The maid had already been frightened out of her wits by the sight of Feng He drawing his sword. She was filled with panic and her body was shaking constantly.
At this moment, she was lying on the ground, unable to hear his words, and she was just stammering and crying.
Just then a voice rang out.
"Mr. Ye, you're joking. How could our Lin Mansion serve poisoned tea to a distinguished guest? Moreover, Mr. Ye is a distinguished guest of the Dongfang family, and we dare not do the opposite."
The sound is loud and clear.
Ye Tingmu looked up.
Not long after, a young man appeared at the door.
The smooth and fair face was angular and cold, and the dark and deep eyes were bright and clear.
The dark eyebrows and high nose all show nobility and elegance.
He was wearing a white scholar's robe, the same style as Ye Tingmu's, but the material of his was of top quality.
Ye Tingmu couldn't help but wonder who this person was.
The young man said to the two maids, "Go down."
When the two saw their young master coming, their fear was immediately reduced.
When they heard the young master let them go, they felt relieved.
"Thank you, Master."
Then he left in a hurry.
The young man smiled and walked into the hall.
He said, "This is top-quality Maojian tea. It would be a shame if Mr. Ye didn't drink it."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu picked up the cup and took a sip.
How could they not drink when the host asked them to? Besides, as he said, they didn't dare to, and there was no need to do so.
Feng He always stared at the young man in front of him vigilantly, his hand always holding the hilt of the knife.
He is always like this. Whenever a stranger appears, he treats him as an enemy.
Ye Tingmu sipped the tea and smiled, "It is indeed good tea."
The young man raised his lips slightly and said to Ye Tingmu and Feng Hezuo: "My name is Lin An, nice to meet you two gentlemen."
Ye Tingmu stood up and returned the greeting.
Said: "My name is Ye Tingmu."
"No need for introductions, Mr. Ye, please take a seat. I have heard a little bit about your name."
As Lin An spoke, he sat down on the armchair beside him.
Ye Tingmu sniffed and thought that he was indeed quite famous.
"I don't know what brings you two to my Lin Mansion today, but feel free to tell me."
Ye Tingmu didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "I heard that your father used to work in the imperial palace. I have some questions that I would like to ask you. I don't have any other intentions. I wonder if your father could be at home so that I can meet him."
When Lin An heard Ye Tingmu say this, his expression changed slightly. Although he still had a faint smile on his face, a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.
"To be honest, my father left in a hurry at noon yesterday and hasn't returned all night. I don't know where he went."
Ye Tingmu frowned. "Is it such a coincidence? I entered the city yesterday, and your father disappeared yesterday."
Could it be that he refuses to see guests?
Or maybe it's because of something else.
Lin An continued, "However, if you two gentlemen have any questions, just ask me. I will tell you everything I know."
Ask you?
Ye Tingmu couldn't help but touch his chin.
"Mr. Lin, may I ask, have you ever met the current emperor?"
Lin An narrowed his eyes and shook his head.
"Lin An grew up among the northerners and never..."
Ye Tingmu sighed. Lin An didn't look like he was lying to him, so he decided to wait until his father came back.
He stood up and said, "Sorry for bothering you today. We will come to visit you again when your father comes back."
After saying that, he took Feng He out.
Since no one is here, I should go back first and settle Hua Zhilu. This is the important thing to do.
Why is it so difficult to find someone to ask?
Is it really because the emperor is so far away that so few people know what he looks like?
But this is not surprising, as the emperor has never been to Beimang, and Beimang is 4,000 miles away from the imperial capital.
In those days, transportation was very slow. I'm afraid that 99.99% of these northerners had never even been to Kyoto, let alone met the emperor.
"Brother Ye, please stay."
Ye Tingmu turned around and asked in confusion, "Master Lin, is there anything else?"
Lin An looked around and his expression became more serious.
"Come with me, there are some things that cannot be discussed here."
Seeing him being so mysterious, Ye Tingmu was a little confused. Could it be that this person knew something?
This left him a little confused.
But out of curiosity and desire for the truth.
He followed anyway.
Lin An mysteriously led the two of them into a side bedroom.
It is said to be a side bedroom, but it is actually a study room.
The room is filled with large characters, poems, and some paintings of landscapes, flowers, and birds.
The whole room is filled with the fragrance of books.
Ye Tingmu couldn't help but click his tongue, this is what a scholarly family is.
He couldn't help but ask in amazement, "It seems that Master Lin has a good attainment in literature."
Lin An was a little puzzled and asked, "What is literature?" People like him who lived in ancient times were naturally unfamiliar with the word literature.
Ye Tingmu explained: "It refers to the attainments in poetry, calligraphy and painting."
Lin An understood this time.
He chuckled and said, "I've dabbled in it a little, but it's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."
Ye Tingmu didn't bother to discuss this topic with him.
When it comes to poetry, he, the old Ye family, just a chess player, can dominate the literary world throughout the ages.
Of course, this all depends on my good teaching, hehe.
While he was imagining, Lin An walked to the bookshelf.
Turned one of the books.
Then there was a cracking sound from the wall behind him.
Another secret room?
Under the gaze of the three people, the wall slowly rotated, revealing the true appearance inside.
In the pitch-black space, it is impossible to see what is inside.
Lin An said: "Let's go inside and talk."
Feng He looked a little nervous, and his eyes were even more vigilant when he looked at Lin An.
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows and followed him in. Feng He grabbed his arm and shook his head, "Brother..."
Ye Tingmu naturally knew what he was worried about and comforted him, "It's okay, let's go."
The three of them entered the door, and Lin An took out a fire stick from his arms at some point.
As the flames moved, they illuminated the area.
The door behind him also closed.
This is a dark secret passage that extends downwards.
Lin An's gentle voice sounded.
"Don't panic, both of you. This is the secret tomb of my Lin family. Follow me."
Although Ye Tingmu followed, his brows were furrowed even tighter.
This was the first time he met Lin An, but he brought him to such a secret place.
It's obviously not a coincidence, it must be intentional.
Then there is only one possibility, that Lin An knows of my existence, or Feng He's existence, and has known them both for a long time.
It seems that Lin An must know Feng He's life experience and has some kind of relationship with Feng He.
Dongfang Shuo once told him that Lin Xu also came to Beimang fifteen years ago, and the fourth prince also disappeared in Kyoto 15 years ago.
Feng He is just fifteen years old
There is only one explanation for this.
Feng He is indeed the prince, and Lin Xu is most likely the person who brought Feng He out of the palace.
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