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Master Han finally died in depression, and the Han family has since fallen.Han Zhiyuan only knows how to teach and has no other skills to survive, so he had to escape into Buddhism in the end.

Lin Changqing took the book, declined Master Tianji's persuasion, left the academy, and walked towards the courtyard where he lived.

At the gate of the courtyard, he saw Changwu looking at him at the gate.

Changwu has changed rapidly in the past few years. He is no longer that ignorant and innocent child, but now he has grown into a tall and straight boy with a handsome face.

Seeing that Lin Changqing was back, Changwu stepped forward to take the book in Lin Changqing's hand, and said, "I won't be able to find you after finishing my homework, and you don't even know that there are guests at home."

Lin Changqing asked: "Is there a visitor at home?"

"Isn't it? That man is strange. He doesn't let the juniors bring tea, and he doesn't allow me to stay in the house, as if he is the master of this yard."

Lin Changqing and Changwu entered the yard one after the other, Changwu pushed open the door, and Lin Changqing saw the virtuous king Qin Shirong who was dozing on the table in the Eight Immortals chair.

When the virtuous king saw Lin Changqing coming in, he just straightened up and looked at him lovingly: "Nephew Changqing, don't come here without any harm."

Lin Changqing's mind was tangled and uncomfortable, could he not escape in the end?

Lin Changqing made a deep salute: "The poor Daoist's dharma name is Changqing, see the virtuous king Qiansui."

King Xian looked at Lin Changqing who was wearing a light gray Taoist robe. The appearance of the most beautiful young man in Qin State had not changed at all, with long hair tied high on the top and a light gray turban, he really looked like a handsome and stable Taoist disciple.

The virtuous king smiled and said, "How can Changqing claim to be poor in front of this king? Besides, Changqing is just a lay Taoist (Note 1), so he is not considered an authentic monk."

"..." Lin Changqing.

"Changqing please sit down, you are too reserved, come and serve tea."

The corners of Changwu's eyes twitched, thinking that this prince's spectrum is big enough, so he takes this place as his own palace.

After a while, Changwu brought over two cups of the best Biluochun.

Lin Changqing sat opposite the Xian Wang, lowering his head and eyes.

The virtuous king took a sip of tea from his teacup, put down the cup, and looked at Lin Changqing: "Changqing, do you know what the king is here for?"

"Changqing doesn't know."

"After you disappeared five years ago, your father, Lord Lin, was cut off from the position of Marquis of Duwei by the emperor, and your father was assigned a idle job, the guard of Zhengwumen."

Lin Changqing smiled wryly: "It's enough time."

"Actually, His Majesty wants you to go back." King Xian's words were very meaningful.

Lin Chang laughed again: "What are you going to do when you go back? Have you confirmed the rumors back then?"

The virtuous king sighed: "Chang Qing, don't blame the emperor, the emperor didn't expect such a big mess in the past."

"I don't blame him? How can I not blame him? If it weren't for him, would my fiancée have been tortured to death by her husband? I am a good man, but I am forced to be crowned by the people of the country as an Israeli servant and a dirty court? "Lin Changqing took a deep breath, trying to calm down his anger.

King Xian didn't answer, he couldn't explain what Lin Changqing said. After all, he didn't know the details of what happened five years ago, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear that he would collapse, and he couldn't do business when he went back. Nephew, you have a great ability to turn your face and deny people.

"Changqing, Su Qi is dead."

Lin Changqing was shocked: "What did you say?"

The virtuous king repeated: "Su Qi is dead."

"My master is about the same age as the virtuous king, how could...how could...?" Lin Changqing's eyes were red, Marshal Su Qi was his mentor, his martial arts, and his thought of serving the country by serving the army all came from his master's teaching.

The virtuous king said again: "The emperor has no other intention to ask you to go back. He wants you to succeed Su Qi and take charge of the military power."

Lin Changqing had a look of disbelief: "Is the emperor crazy? Doesn't he know how much I want to kill him?"

The Xian King was a little embarrassed: "Hehehe, no way, Changqing's nephew is the queen of Zhongliang!"

"After Zhongliang? Now that Zhongliang is guarding the gate of Zheng Wumen."

The Xian Wang was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak. He secretly thought that he had quarreled with the Taifu in the hall, and he could vomit blood from the Taifu. How can he be so useless when facing Lin Changqing? It seems that he can't do anything wrong, especially It is to stand up for those who have done bad things.

Lin Changqing looked at the sage king who was so suffocated that his face was flushed and he had something to say, and he realized that he was talking too much. After all, he was the noble nine thousand-year-old sage king.

"The virtuous king is a thousand years old, forgive me for offending this junior, and Changqing will make amends to you." Standing up, she bent down and clasped her fists.

Seeing him like this, King Xian felt happy. Isn't this the effect he wanted?

"Changqing doesn't need to be too polite. This king won't blame you. After all, you are still too young and you haven't experienced enough!"

Changqing heaved a sigh of relief, sat down, and continued to feel uncomfortable.

The Xian Wang took advantage of the heat and climbed up: "Changqing, do you know that Su Qi was overworked and died of exhaustion? You could have been by Su Qi's side to help him, but I didn't expect that. , Su Qi didn’t think about eating and drinking, plus he was overworked, he had accumulated illnesses, and he died on the fifth day of last month. It’s a pity that General Su, who was brave and mighty all his life, ended up dying of overwork.” The Xian Wang himself said I felt sad myself, and couldn't help wiping the corners of my eyes with my sleeve.In fact, what the virtuous king said was half-truth and half-false. Marshal Su died, that’s right. He didn’t die from overwork, but from a heart attack caused by his only son who didn’t think about making progress. He only knew how to eat, drink and play. and died.The Xian Wang felt that this matter should have nothing to do with Lin Changqing. After all, Su Qi had many disciples, so how could he care about Lin Changqing?

Lin Changqing was already suffering enough, the master died so suddenly, he didn't even see him for the last time, it was too unfilial, he finally shed tears, he was so sad that he was dying.

The virtuous king looked up at Lin Changqing, who was in tears, and sneered in his heart. No matter how smart you are, Lin Changqing, can you beat me, an old fox who has been sitting on the position of virtuous king for 30 years?

The virtuous king said earnestly: "Changqing, come back, East Qin needs you, don't you want to see those ministers in the court who are staring at each other, fighting for military power and making the country have no peace?"

Lin Changqing raised his tear-stained handsome face: "Okay, I'll go back!"

Note 1: Lay Taoists are those with the lowest level of Taoism, who can get married and return to lay life at any time.

lucky me

Lin Changqing left, and Changwu was walking with him.

On the day Lin Changqing left, there were still three days before the patriarch left the customs.

Those who came out to see Lin Changqing off were just a few juniors who were familiar with each other, and the uncle Tianji who didn't show up very much.

After all, Changwu was a child, and he couldn't hide his worries. His eyes were red when he looked at his brothers, uncles and brothers who were reluctant to leave at the gate.

Changye looked at Changqing who had changed back to lay clothes, he was as beautiful as a crown jade, slender and clear, he was very reluctant to give up Changqing, but he couldn't explain why, Changye, who was usually not good at words, said sadly I can't speak.

Changqing gave a deep salute to the uncles and juniors: "Thank you, uncles and juniors, for your care over the years. Changqing will never forget it. I will definitely come back to repay you when I have the opportunity. Please take care of yourself. Changqing bid farewell."

Changye looked at the backs of Lin Changqing and Changwu, one big and one small, and finally shed tears in sadness.

Daoist Tianji held the whisk in his hand and dusted it three times to the sky, praying to the gods to bless those who traveled far away safely.

A wretched figure hiding behind the gate watched Lin Changqing leave, and then shot fierce eyes at Changye, feeling ruthless in his heart, those who are in the way, it's time to clean up you.

After leaving the Taoist temple, I saw two fine horses and a carriage parked on the official road. The coachman was a tall young man with a yellow face. Judging from his stature and standing posture, he looked like a martial arts master.

Chang Qing nodded to the coachman, and got into the carriage with Chang Wu.

After a four-day journey, they finally arrived at the capital, Moyang City.

Looking at everything that was so familiar to him, Lin Changqing felt heavy in his heart.Back then, he tried his best to escape, but in the end he still had to come back here.

Lin Changqing and Changwu first went back to the Lin Mansion and met their parents.Master Lin and Mrs. Lin did not expect that Lin Changqing was still alive. Mrs. Lin hugged Lin Changqing and cried and almost passed out, and Master Lin's eyes were red.

Mrs. Lin noticed Changwu next to her son after she finished crying. She asked Lin Changqing who the child was, and Lin Changqing told his mother that it was Changwu, his junior brother.Changwu hastily saluted Mrs. Lin.

Lin Changqing told his parents that this child has been with him all these years, and he will keep Changwu by his side in the future, treating him as multiple younger brothers. Mrs. Lin is very happy.They didn't notice the thoughtful look that Master Lin looked at Chang Wu.

Back to the home where he lived for 20 years, Lin Changqing was lying if he said he was not excited.My own study, the gentleman bamboo outside the study window, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and even the quilt on the bed are all from the same bed five years ago, and... Lin Changqing opened the hidden compartment on the bed and took out a peach wood hairpin. His fiancée Zhu'er entrusted someone to send it back to him the day before she got married.

Thinking of Zhu'er, Lin Changqing felt like a knife cut his heart. The two childhood sweethearts were married when they were still ignorant children.The love between the beautiful girl and the handsome boy ended with an imperial decree of that faint king.

Changwu was settled in Qingfengjuli where Lin Changqing lived, and lived in a wing room.There are two maids, two mothers and three servants in Qingfeng Juli.Lin Changqing, who was used to the cleanliness of the Five Immortals Temple, directly removed all the maids and mothers, leaving only two young servants who cleaned and cooked.

After being reunited with his parents at home for three days, Lin Changqing was ordered to enter the palace.

The majestic and majestic palace hall, the lofty young emperor, and the solemn officials, what a harmonious and solemn scene.

Lin Changqing wore a white gauze robe, with long black hair hanging over his shoulders, staring eyes drooping, and thin lips tightly pursed.