The capital of Zhongnan Kingdom was called Luojing.

Luojing is located in the Zhongnan Mountains, on a vast plain at the foot of Taibai Mountain.

This is also the richest and most prosperous place in Zhongnan Kingdom.

Ancient pavilions and towers, willow-lined houses, are scattered across a hundred miles.

Although Luojing is the capital of a country, it does not have an inch of outer city walls except the inner city where the royal family lives, because the entire Zhongnan Mountains are the best barrier.

In the early morning, there was a sparse drizzle.

During this plum rain season, it is rainy in Zhongnan Mountain.

But at this moment, outside Luojing City, at the Shili Changting, there were two groups of people standing with umbrellas.

This long pavilion is a must-go place for travelers from the south coming to Luojing. Therefore, at this time in the past, there should be a lot of people coming to greet relatives and friends, and to break willow branches to say goodbye.

But at this time, most ordinary Chinese people stayed away and just stood in the distance waiting.

The long pavilion where people were supposed to take shelter from the rain was empty. Only outside the pavilion, two groups of people, separated by a clear path, were standing silently in the rain.

The group on the left is led by a graceful young Taoist nun wearing a lotus crown and a purple Taoist robe. Someone is holding an umbrella for her from behind. She is looking bored at the misty ancient road ahead, playing with a small jade ruyi in her hand. From time to time, she turns her head to look at a man in another group next to her with a smile on her face.

The people behind her were all Taoist priests in blue, wearing Taoist scarves and holding whisks.

The group on the right is led by a tall young man with a good appearance and a good look. He is wearing a light fur coat and a loose belt, and sandals instead of shoes. At this moment, he is holding an oil-paper umbrella and looking ahead with a calm expression.

Behind him were servants, some holding zithers, some holding flutes, some serving wine, and some carrying boxes.

"Imperial Censor Lin, how come you have the leisure time today and bring your servant to this Ten-Li Pavilion to recite poems and compose couplets?" The jade-playing girl said with a smile.

The young man known as Censor Lin turned a deaf ear.

"Hmm? Censor Lin couldn't be waiting for someone as well. Who are you waiting for, coming here so early?" The woman stared at the man's face which was very familiar to her, and spoke with a smile.

The young man still didn't speak and ignored the Taoist nun beside him, patiently waiting for a distant visitor he had invited.

“To be able to make Censor Lin wait in person, he must be no simple person. Hmm, let me guess…” The woman bit her lip and thought for a while, and suddenly she looked enlightened.

"Is he Han Tuizhi, who wrote a poem about falling flowers at the age of seventeen? Well, your classmate from Siqi Academy is really amazing."

As soon as the words fell.

The young man who had been ignoring her turned around for the first time and stared at her.

The two looked straight into each other's eyes.

The woman's eyes are gentle.

The man looked indifferent.

"Am I right in guessing, is it that Han Tuizhi?" The woman saw the young man finally looking at her, and smiled even more brightly, saying with regret: "Alas, he may not be able to come."

"Tuizhi is a person that the dean values. How dare you in Chongxu Temple be so bold?" The young man spoke for the first time. His voice was gentle, but at this moment it was as cold as ice as he spoke word by word.

The woman said aggrievedly, "His mother is seriously ill, what does it have to do with our Chongxu Temple? He just happened to receive a letter from home on the way and had to turn around and return home, so he sent a letter to you, and it just happened to be sent to our Chongxu Temple. Well, I guess he knew that we were very familiar with each other. I just happened to have nothing to do so I took a look and found out all this."

After the woman finished speaking, she raised her hand behind her shoulder and casually took a letter handed to her by the person behind her.

"Really, I'm not lying to you. I had forgotten about this before. If I hadn't run into you here waiting for a savior today, I would have never remembered it. Well, look at my poor memory. I hope I haven't delayed Censor Lin's important event." The woman gently twisted the apology letter with "Personally from Brother Wenruo" written on it with her fingers, her tone sincere.

"Um, Censor Lin, do you still want it?"

Lin Wenruo was silent for a while, narrowed her eyes, turned her head and looked at the Taoist nun and the group of Taoist priests behind her with teasing eyes, "Then Wenruo really has to thank you very much."

"You're welcome. Censor Lin works hard all day to worry about national affairs. I am honored to be able to do this insignificant thing for him. However, if Censor Lin insists on thanking you, can you please fulfill my small request?"

The woman spoke softly, but the words she spoke next were as poisonous as a scorpion.

"Can I choose a bigger cemetery for your Lanxi Lin family? Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to accommodate you."

…

A magnificent carriage was traveling along the broad Meridian Road.

The attendants accompanying the car had relaxed expressions, because this journey of accompanying the Second Young Master to relax, which had lasted for more than half a year, had finally come to an end.

The driver was an old servant, who looked old but in good spirits.

This was the convoy that Zhao Rong and his group had hurriedly passed by last time. If Zhao Rong had taken a closer look, he would have recognized these people.

The old servant driving the car was not as relaxed as the other attendants around him. Instead, he was quite worried because he had caught a glimpse of a familiar figure while driving before. Although he had only seen him once, the impression was too deep...

He is a death warrior trained by the Lanxi Lin family of Zhongnan Kingdom. He has the cultivation level of Haoran Realm and is extremely loyal to the Lanxi Lin family. On this journey, he was sent to protect the second son of the family.

Although the second young master has a capricious personality due to some special reasons and behaves arrogantly outside the family, at least he is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very smart. He knows how to judge the situation and know who to offend and who not to offend.

Therefore, although this trip caused a lot of trouble and made people feel uneasy, the scale was mostly within the scope that could be handled by a cultivator in the Haoran realm and a direct descendant of the Lanxi Lin family.

The only accident happened when he met an ordinary scholar with no accomplishment in the Qingfengju shop in the dynasty called Da Chu in the southern part of Wangquezhou.

I thought he was just like most of the scholars living in the mountains, just waving the banner of Zhang Linlu Academy.

And the second young master likes to bully this kind of poor scholars the most - in fact, when he thinks of this, the old servant feels ashamed, because the Lanxi Lin family is a scholarly family, and has produced many great scholars and celebrities. The first head of the family was invited by a certain king of Zhongnan Kingdom to govern the country because he was a scholar in the academy who was well-read in Confucian books. Since then, he has taken root here and passed down for hundreds of years. This generation has even produced the eldest son, who is a scholar in the academy and is expected to surpass his ancestors and bring the Lanxi Lin family to a new height. However, the second young master of the family especially likes to bully and trample on ordinary scholars outside - but he never expected that he would hit a wall that time.

The very hard kind.

That seemingly ordinary scholar turned out to be extremely extraordinary. He had composed two worthy poems in a short time, including one called "Falling Flowers"!

You know, even the eldest son of my family, who is the pride of the whole Zhongnan Kingdom, has only written five poems in Siqi Academy over the years, none of which is about falling flowers, all of which are about climbing the tower. Although poetry is only one of the many aspects that Confucian scholars pay attention to, it is not enough to explain all. For example, my eldest son is very good at classics and debate.

However, a scholar who is so proficient in poetry is probably not bad in other arts either.

Presumably, he must be no simple person in Linlu Academy. And it would be totally unworthy for the Lanxi Lin family to make enemies with such a scholar because of the second young master's momentary impulse.

You know, the grudges among the people in the mountains are not easily resolved. The cause and effect are extremely complicated, and sometimes there are clues hidden deep in the grass. It is not uncommon for an entire family of immortals in the mountains to be wiped out because of an insignificant grudge.

Therefore, it is better to resolve enemies than to create them. The less cause and effect the better.

So at first he tried his best to persuade the second young master to apologize, and the second young master did so with a gloomy face. However, the scholar did not express much at that time. Instead, he left after saying something confusing.

Now I see that scholar again in Zhongnan Country, I don’t know if it is a coincidence.

Thinking of this, the old servant sighed, turned around and looked at the door curtain behind him worriedly.

Inside the carriage.

Lin Qingxuan's face was gloomy.

He was in a good mood before, so he casually opened the curtains and looked outside. But immediately his mood turned bad again and he sank to the bottom.

How did you come all the way to Zhongnan Country? !

But after calming down and thinking about it, he felt that it was just a coincidence, because he did not actually mention the name of Lanxi Lin family at the beginning, and the other party might not know his origins.

Lin Qingxuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the familiar scenery of Zhongnan Mountain outside the car window and frowned.

He had originally planned to return before his brother's wedding, but because he deliberately missed the scholar's ferry, and the Sikou Mansion blocked the ferry channel of Zhishui Kingdom, he arrived much later than originally planned and missed his brother's wedding.

Thinking of the brother whom he had always looked up to, his eyes darkened.

However, when he thought of his sister-in-law who had already married him, he felt quite warm in his heart.

Before she got married, my sister-in-law had always regarded herself as the daughter-in-law of the Lanxi Lin family. She was familiar with the Lin family rules, filial to her parents-in-law, and very good to me. She was like a half-sister to me, and my parents also treated her as their goddaughter. She had been living in the Lin family since she got engaged, waiting for her brother to return from the academy and get married.

Lin Wenruo, your sister-in-law is such a good woman, and she is devoted to you alone. You must not let her down!

Well, my sister-in-law likes jade ruyi, so this time I specially bought her a Baitian jade ruyi with blue and white seed material as a wedding gift.

Although she was the daughter of the imperial master and must have seen many treasures, this jade ruyi would definitely make her eyes light up.