A small peasant girl's home is bare, but I have a spiritual space

"Please keep it. This is a small token of my appreciation." The two pushed each other back and forth, and finally Lin Yiran couldn't stand it anymore. He said to Lin's father: "Dad, please keep it, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

"My niece is right. Don't make excuses anymore, big brother." The shopkeeper said quickly.

When Father Lin saw that the money had to be collected, he had no choice but to take the banknote.

The room they lived in had been damaged to varying degrees in the fight between the two sides.

The waiter arranged another room for them. Lin Yi still ignored the tenant who was looking at them and walked straight into the room.

Father Lin and third brother Lin also followed in. The bodyguards and the people left behind by the middle-aged man stood guard outside the door diligently and conscientiously. Now safety was absolutely guaranteed.

As soon as Lin Yiran returned to the room, she threw herself directly onto the bed, and Emma was finally able to sleep peacefully.

Third Brother Lin and Father Lin were not much better off than Lin Yiran. They had been frightened all night, and their highly tense nerves finally relaxed. They also collapsed on the bed like Lin Yiran.

With so many people guarding the door, they can sleep until dawn without any worries.

As soon as they relaxed, sleepiness came quietly and the three of them fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, there was a knock on the door, waking up the three people who were still sleeping soundly in the room. Third Brother Lin rubbed his eyes and staggered to the door, asking impatiently: "What's the matter?"

"Excuse me, little brother. Mr. Zhuge invites you to Mingxiang Teahouse for a chat. He has something important to discuss."

The sleepiness in Brother Lin San's body immediately flapped its wings and flew away, and he became awake instantly.

I quickly said, "Okay, wait a minute, let's tidy up our appearance first."

"No rush, I'm just informing you so that you can be mentally prepared."

"Okay, thank you!" After saying that, Third Brother Lin went to call Lin Yiran and Lin's father.

When the two heard that Mr. Zhuge wanted to see them, they quickly put on their clothes, washed their faces, brushed their teeth and combed their hair, then checked again to make sure there was nothing inappropriate or disrespectful about their bodies. Then they opened the door and walked out.

Seeing the three people coming out, the waiter from Mingxiang Teahouse who had just delivered the message politely greeted Lin Yiran and the other two, and then a group of people went to Mingxiang Teahouse in a mighty manner.

As soon as they arrived at the door, a young man came out to greet them. The bodyguards and middle-aged men who were left behind to protect the Lin family were all stopped outside the door.

The escorts were eager to try and wanted to follow in, but the young man said, "Don't worry, it's safe inside, so don't go in. I'll call you in if there's anything else."

Lin Yiran understood the content of Mr. Zhuge's conversation with him, and it was probably not suitable for them to hear.

Then he said: "Okay, everyone wait outside first, I will call you if there is anything."

"Okay, Miss Lin, you go ahead and do your work first." The escorts said respectfully.

As Lin Yiran, Lin Sange and Lin's father walked into the teahouse, they heard the melodious sound of the guqin.

I saw a handsome young man with extraordinary temperament sitting in front of the guzheng that was placed yesterday. He was plucking the strings of the guzheng with full concentration. Each movement of his fingers was very delicate and precise, and each syllable was melodious and rhythmic, filling the air with a dreamy and beautiful rhythm that made people indulge in it freely.

This piece of music is well chosen, but it is still far inferior to the well-known music scores of later generations such as "High Mountains and Flowing Water", "Autumn Moon over the Han Palace" and "Three Variations on Plum Blossoms".

At this time, a mellow baritone suddenly sounded, "Miss Lin is listening so attentively, I guess she has made some achievements in piano playing?"

Lin Yiran turned to look at the newcomer and quickly bowed, "My daughter greets Mr. Zhuge."

"Miss Lin, there is no need to be so formal. Please take a seat." Zhuge Ceyuan greeted her warmly.

After Lin Yiran thanked him, he got straight to the point and asked, "Why did Mr. Zhuge call me over this time?"

"To be honest, young lady, I want to take in a disciple, but I haven't found the right one. Yesterday, I saw that young lady stood out from the crowd of talented people and won the first place in the poetry competition on her own. I..."

"It seems that Mr. Zhuge wants to take me as his disciple?" Lin Yiran smiled and said what Zhuge Ceyuan had not finished.

"That's the idea. What do you think, young lady?" Zhuge Ceyuan looked at Lin Yiran with anticipation.

Lin Yiran lowered her head and fell into deep thought. She said, this old man and she didn't have much in common, so why would he be so kind as to send people to protect her family? It turned out that he had bad intentions towards her!

Zhuge Ceyuan was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot, waiting for Lin Yiran's reply. He finally came across a good seedling, even if it was a girl, he didn't want to let her go so easily.

Suddenly, he saw Lin's father and Lin's third brother standing aside, and his eyes instantly flashed with amazing light. Yes, he could start from the girl's family.

Zhuge Ceyuan rubbed his hands, swallowed his saliva, and gave what he thought was a gentle smile to Lin's father and Lin's third brother, "You two are Miss Lin's father and brother, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhuge, we haven't had the chance to thank you yet. If you hadn't sent people to rescue us, our family of three probably wouldn't be standing here now." Father Lin's expression was full of respect and gratitude.

"Don't be so polite. Yesterday's poetry competition was a big deal, and Miss Lin won such a large prize. I was afraid that someone would covet the money, so I asked my friends to look after it. I didn't expect that someone would actually risk being beheaded to rob. I'm relieved to see that you are all right." Zhuge Ceyuan said with emotion.

At this moment, another voice came, "Sir, is this the girl who won the first prize in the poetry competition you are talking about?"

Lin Yiran always felt that the voice sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before. She turned her head to look at the source of the voice, and was caught off guard by the surprise. It was really like finding something without any effort after searching for it for a long time.

Who else could this be but Liu Yu? With excitement flashing in her eyes, she ran to Liu Yu and shouted, "Brother Liu, long time no see."

Liu Yu looked at the veiled little girl who ran up to him and was stunned for a moment. However, the little girl's lively fox eyes gradually overlapped with the girl who saved him in his memory.

"Are you Ran'er's sister?" Liu Yu asked uncertainly.

"Yes! Even though I was wearing a veil, Brother Liu still recognized me."

"Why did you come to the capital? Who came with you?" Liu Yu asked anxiously.

"My father and my third brother came with me. They are right there. You can see them if you turn your head."

Liu Yu followed the direction of Lin Yiran's finger and saw two familiar figures.

Third Brother Lin and his father had not yet recovered from the shock of meeting Liu Yu by chance. Their eyes met and they shouted excitedly, "Xiao Liu, Brother Liu."

"Uncle Lin, Xiaorui, long time no see. You must have worked hard on the way here. Come home with me later." Liu Yu's expression was also very moved.

Zhuge Ceyuan was left aside...

Who can tell him what is going on? Judging from their appearance, they have no idea of ​​His Highness's identity.

How did Your Highness get to know the Lin family?