Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

"You don't have to worry so much. A lot of things can change in two years! I have a feeling that we will be back in Beijing in less than two years."

"It won't be too late to decide then. Besides, whether it's a real job or a fake job, it all depends on the person."

"It depends on the people who make the rules." Prince Nannan looked at Wei Wu's worried expression and advised.

"Master, have you ever thought that if by some chance you meet someone you like, with the imperial decree... you will be in shackles."

Wei Wu looked at the prince's face and said imaginatively.

With such a pretty face, what kind of ideal marriage would be needed?

"Stop, stop..." Before he could continue, the Prince of Nannan immediately interrupted his imagination.

"What do you mean by mutual affection? That's just something out of a play."

"Do you see the sun? When it rises from the west, I, your young master, may have such an experience."

"Otherwise! It's better to stay alone."

"And I wonder if you've gotten too excited and forgotten my rules?"

At this point, he frowned and thought, could the sun really rise from the west?

Then I'd be embarrassed.

Thinking of this, he quickly changed the subject.

"Let's go! Let's not keep it to ourselves at home anymore, let's go out and make some fun!"

After saying this, he picked up the horse whip and swung it to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

He went out, took the horse, put one hand on the saddle, and patted the horse's neck.

Say hello to your friends.

"Let's go for a stroll in the suburbs first, so you can feel refreshed, and then we can get down to business."

After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw three carriages coming from the opposite direction and stopped in front of the gate of the Lin Mansion.

A man wearing a fur-edged cotton robe and looking like a manager jumped off the carriage, stood at the door and looked above the lintel.

It’s definitely the Lin Mansion.

So he walked straight to the door, grabbed the door knocker and started knocking, "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Is it a guest?" The Prince of Nan'an was moved.

He stepped onto the horse, looked around to see that there was no one in front of him, and whipped the horse.

The horses ran past the three carriages, "da! da! da!"

A gust of cold wind blew into the noses of the horses pulling the carriage.

"Tear! Tear! Tear!" The horse's nose was choked and several puffs of white air came out.

The horse's hooves began to move impatiently, pacing on the spot at a very fast speed.

"Who is it? Are you sick?" A young man in brocade clothes and fox fur jumped out of the car.

He looked up at the horse's buttocks going away.

Arrogant! Barbaric! Rampant! Domineering.

……

"Who is it?" The doorman of the Lin Mansion next door also heard the knock on the door and came out to answer it.

When he saw the two newcomers at the door, he didn't recognize them. He hurriedly asked, "Who are you?"

The young man felt that his good mood after arriving in Yangzhou was ruined by the horse's butt.

Seeing that the new doorman didn't recognize him, he said impatiently, "Are you a new hire? Tell your master and mistress that the Lin family has sent a New Year gift."

"I am Yongyi, the third young master of the clan leader's family."

"Well..." the concierge stammered, "It's not that I didn't inform you, it's just that no one is home?"

"No one?" Upon hearing this, the manager who was standing in front of the gate knocking came over.

"Mr. Lin is not here, so the lady's will do. Someone can check the New Year gifts."

The concierge hurried forward to explain, "The lady is not here either."

"Or, please wait for a moment. I will send someone to the government office to inform the master."

"Please wait a moment! Wait a moment! Why don't you come in and have a cup of hot tea first!" The doorman kept bowing with a guilty look on his face.

This is the young master of the clan, he cannot be offended.

Without the master's order, he didn't dare to let anyone in.

Yangzhou is in a turbulent time now. We would rather block ten good people than let in one bad person.

This clan member didn't come earlier or later, so he took advantage of the fact that there was no master in the mansion.

"You mean the Madam and the Miss are out too? And leaving us out in the cold?" Young Master Yi was angry.

I also went to the concierge's house to drink tea. Do you think I am the kind of person who drinks the concierge's tea? Do you think I am short of tea, young master?

"Then I'll wait a little longer. You guys go and report as soon as possible."

After saying this, Master Yi retreated back into the carriage.

When the steward saw that the young master did not go to the gatehouse, he did not want to go either, so he had to stand beside the carriage and wait.

It’s a very cold day.

After a while, he heard the young master calling him in, and he was so moved that his nose was covered with snot. The young master was really considerate!

The steward got into the car and sat down at the bottom.

Seeing the steward's snot bubbles that were about to solidify and he automatically found a place to sit down without dealing with them, the Third Young Master frowned.

But there was no room for anyone to stand in the car, after all, I had something to discuss.

He endured it!

Pointing at the gate of Lin Mansion, he asked the steward,

"What did my father tell you? We can't even get through the door."

"It's strange, which lady wouldn't stay at home in the middle of winter?"

"Still going out?"

"In Suzhou, even if there is a party, we have to wait until the first month of the lunar year, right?"

The steward lowered his head and said, "It's true that he doesn't know the rules, but we are not here to pick on the rules. We want Master Lin to take a look at the young master. It would be best if he could study with him next year."

"First, I can learn some skills, which will be useful for the imperial examination. Second, the clan can also know what Lin Ruhai's branch is doing."

"Although the clan is a secondary branch, Lin Ruhai is a direct branch, and the clan cannot control him."

“But they all have the same last name, Lin.”

"Any trouble he gets into will affect the Lin family."

Having said this, the steward rubbed his hands, looked at the charcoal basin in front of the young master with envy, and continued.

"I think the young master has also heard about it. Some time ago, there was a rumor in the clan that this master brought back a wild child from somewhere."

"Saying that he is the eldest son of a concubine is ruining the reputation of the young masters of the Lin family."

"The Lin family has never had such a precedent."

"Besides, he has been impeaching people everywhere and offending people. Now even Suzhou knows about it."

“People are avoiding the Lin family.”

The steward turned his head and looked at the door through the cotton curtain. He gestured to the young master in that direction.

"The clan leader's idea is that if, in the unlikely event, that person were to cause a catastrophic disaster, the clan would be prepared."

“Some things are better left to our family than to be given away to outsiders.”

Having said that, the steward solemnly reminded Young Master Yi.

"What the young master needs to do is to make your uncle accept you."

"Then I'll stay with you and help you with anything you need."

"That's what I thought! Why did you ask me to come here for no apparent reason? It seems like you think I'm a spy." The young master adjusted the hairpin on his head.

"No problem. I am so popular because of my charming face."

Then he suddenly thought of something else, "Is my knowledge good enough? What if I am tested?"

The steward went on to comfort him, "Isn't Young Master Yi going to take the exam soon? The clan leader has always praised Young Master, and believes that Young Master is the one who has the most of your uncle's youthful demeanor among the brothers of the Lin family."

"Besides, this uncle held you in his arms when you were a child. When he saw you, he thought of his own childhood and would definitely give you more care."

After hearing what the steward said, the third young master gained confidence.

"My father is right. He carefully nurtured a wild child. After all, I am a legitimate descendant of the Lin family."

"A-choo... It's even colder if I stay in the car in this horrible weather. If I really can't do anything, I'll go out for a walk."

After saying this, the third young master wanted to jump down.

The steward stopped him, "Master! Pay attention to your image. I just rejected you, and now you're going over there again. You're going back on your word, and it's not a good impression."

"Just bear with it for now. If it doesn't work, you can hold the charcoal brazier, right?"

"Or add some more charcoal to make it burn more vigorously. Even if it's cold, it's still much colder than the northwest. Are you willing to trade with your second brother and go to the northwest?"

When Young Master Yi heard that he was going to the northwest, he stretched out his neck, but it seemed as if someone had grabbed it and pulled it back.

As a last resort, he had to half-hold the charcoal basin, stretching his face forward to let the fire warm his face.

Only then do I feel comfortable.

The steward felt a little uneasy when he saw the third young master like this.

Is it possible for the patriarch's spoiled old son to do this?

The manager was thinking about his own things while listening attentively to what was happening outside.

The few strands of the third young master's hair that hung down were curled up by the charcoal fire.

It was not until he smelled the burning smell that the third young master jumped up with a roar.

Bang! His head hit the roof of the car again.

"My head! My hair! My hair!"