In the fourth year of Sheng Yuan Dynasty, it was the first day of June.
It will probably be sunny to cloudy weather.
It's just that the original bright sun disappeared in the afternoon. The rain in late spring or early summer is always so sudden. While it cleans the air, it also attracts countless scoldings from the people who only hang their clothes when the weather is good. Voice.
Lin Mansion.
Fang An trotted to the garden and hurriedly set up the awning for the old man who had fallen asleep in the rain and was not awakened.
There was a maid hurriedly coming and going in the corridor nearby. The kitchen had already prepared lunch.
The master just returned to Beijing yesterday, and Fang An had already told him to pay more attention to today's lunch. The chefs recruited from the big restaurants in Beijing also put in a lot of effort, and the luncheon was full of the special skills of these masters.
However, the master was sleeping soundly and no one dared to disturb him.
After a while, the rain was still falling, and some snoring could be heard faintly under the awning.
The chef in the kitchen came to the garden gate with a frying spoon and found the housekeeper Fang An.
"The dishes we have prepared today are all cooked and eaten before they are served. The taste will not be right if they are left on the table. Butler Fang, do you think you should wake me up?"
A chef is a master chef in a restaurant, and a celebrity in the eyes of the gourmets in the capital, but when he enters the home of a nobleman, he is just a servant with some skills.
Therefore, although he was dissatisfied and felt that he had been neglected, he did not dare to yell or complain. He could only ask questions in a low voice.
"Let's wait until the master wakes up. A table of food is nothing." Fang An waved his hand nonchalantly and drove away the unhappy cook.
But at this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.
Looking back, he saw a middle-aged scholar with gray hair, and Fang An quickly got out of the way.
"Mr. Zheng is here. The master is sleeping. Do you want to wait?"
"No wait, he will sleep in his bed, and the delicious food prepared for him will belong to Zheng."
Zheng Lixin walked into the garden quickly and swaggering, his footsteps deliberately thumping as he walked, and he quickly entered the restaurant.
He had no intention of being a guest or seeing anyone outside. He poured himself a glass of wine, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
After just two bites, and just as he was about to take a sip of wine to soothe his throat, the door of the restaurant was pushed open again.
"Why, what Mr. Zheng usually eats in his house are braised vegetables? This is not a delicacy from Lin, so why did Mr. Zheng lose his dignity?"
The sleepy Lin Ji yawned and sat down next to Zheng Lixin.
After taking a look at the table full of delicacies, Lin Ji rarely moved his chopsticks in a hurry. Instead, he picked up the wine glass and filled it for himself, then swallowed it in one gulp, and then let out a long sigh.
He returned to Beijing yesterday. He did not go to the general office, nor did he enter the palace. He just thought that doing more would be better than doing less, and just pretended that he did not exist.
But when I returned to Beijing yesterday, Zheng Lixin came to visit today.
This is obviously not a good sign.
Zheng Lixin's mouth curved slightly. Looking at Lin Ji's depressed look, he smiled and said, "Master Lin, don't you ask what news Zheng brought?"
"Don't ask, you can leave after eating."
"During Master Lin's absence, news came from all over the Kyushu, most of which were requests for help from various places in the Supervisory Sky Division, but he, Lan Zeying, ignored them. So, they were replaced by resignations from various places. "
"The Supervisor Tiansi who is in charge of the world of Jiuzhou is probably dead in name only now."
When he said this, Zheng Lixin's eyes were quite gloating, and his tone was also yin and yang.
But Zheng Lixin is just a mortal. In the face of Lin Ji's six Buddhist powers, his calm demeanor is just a meaningless disguise after all.
"From the moment Lan Zeying came to power, this was the destined outcome."
Lin Ji said and took out another two-sided Tianzi Token.
"Here are the tokens of Fellow Daoist Zi Qing and Fellow Daoist Shen Long. They didn't even submit their resignations. They just left oral messages for Lin."
Zheng Lixin couldn't laugh anymore.
Three of You Tianguan have gone, but the chief seal is still in the hands of Lan Zeying.
He was silent for a moment, and finally put down the chopsticks in his hand.
"Lan Zeying asked you to go see him. Someone from the palace also went to the general office to summon you to the palace."
After saying these words, Zheng Lixin shook his head, stood up, and left without saying a word.
Lin Ji watched Zheng Lixin leave without saying anything to comfort him.
Compared to a successful monk like him, a scholar like Zheng Lixin who cares about the world can only follow the trend.
Ever since, when the general trend of the world began to change and everything he was familiar with began to change, he could only sigh twice.
In the past, he was the head of the civil servants of the Supervisory Heaven Division, and he was a person who was always polite to the Youtian officials when they saw him. Now he seems to have finally realized his powerlessness.
After a moment, Lin Ji withdrew his gaze.
After looking at the dishes on the table, he had no appetite after all.
"Someone's coming."
Fang An appeared soon.
"master"
"I've rewarded you with this table of dishes. I can see that the chef has put his heart into it. Unfortunately, I have no appetite today. Give the chef in the kitchen a reward, so as not to chill people's hearts."
"I understand, little one."
Lin Ji nodded and walked out quickly.
The Fang An left behind by Lord Fang is really easy to use. He can take care of it in an orderly manner whether the Lin Mansion is present or not.
Lin Ji quickly left the house and arrived at Jian Tiansi's general office without any hurry or delay.
But just as he was about to walk into the main office gate, two big knives blocked his way.
"Stop, this is the main office of Jian Tiansi. No unauthorized entry is allowed!" The guard at the door stopped Lin Ji and scolded him sternly.
This scene made Lin Ji stay in place, and it took him several breaths to react.
Ever since he took up the post of commander in chief, entering and exiting the general office has always been smooth.
Later, even if Fang Yunshan left, he had become a Taoist monk and was even less likely to be stopped.
But then, Lin Ji glanced at the two guards and immediately understood the reason.
"Two eunuchs, Lan Zeying's movements are quite fast." Lin Ji said.
When they heard the word eunuch, the two guards suddenly changed their expressions.
But before they could take action, someone quickly walked out of the general office, raised his hand and slapped the two guards.
Lin Ji watched from the side, watching helplessly as the man slapped the faces of the two guards until they were no longer human, and then stopped.
"Don't be surprised, Mr. Lin, these two people are ignorant."
"Kill him." Lin Ji interrupted the other party's voice expressionlessly.
The man's expression was stagnant, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Lin Jize continued: "Looking at your sixth level cultivation, you should be one of the twelve earthly branches under Lan Zeying? But I don't care who you are. When Lin leaves later, these two eunuchs are still alive, and you will die. .”
After the words fell, Lin Ji ignored these eggless people and walked straight into the main office.
The eunuch was left looking at the two guards in front of him with an ugly expression.
"Come here! Find a place to bury them both!"
(End of chapter)
