Yang Lin's heart was ups and downs, but his eyes were calm. Instead, his face was filled with joy, and he stepped out of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion under the stars and moon at dawn.
There was a carriage waiting for a long time, and without anyone saying anything, we set off immediately. Everything seemed to have been arranged.
As expected, Yin Kaishan did not appear, and the prime minister's wife did not send him out.
Yang Lin looked around and knew that it was not that they did not get up, but they were hiding from a distance and watching quietly, with complicated expressions on their faces.
Of course, Yang Lin pretended not to notice anything and just followed the steps step by step. With Yin Wenjiao talking softly, he walked all the way to say goodbye to his mother Zhang at home. Only then did he see his true colors.
Mrs. Zhang was both happy and sad. She originally wanted to follow her son to take office, but Yang Lin persuaded her to stop him. "My mother is often feeling unwell during this period and it is not suitable to travel. It is better to stay in Beijing and wait for the child to deal with everything before picking him up." You go over."
"My son, be more careful."
With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Zhang took the heavy package and was slightly stunned, but she didn't think much about it.
In fact, all the doubts in her heart disappeared just as they were born. Even leaving so much gold and silver in the package for herself to spend, she didn't think there was anything wrong.
He just thinks that his son has become rich because he married the daughter of the prime minister's family.
Of course, when her son got married, she automatically ignored why she, a mother, did not attend the wedding banquet.
He believed that he was from a poor family and was not qualified to be a prime minister.
Yang Lin sighed.
In the original story, it would be eighteen years before Mrs. Zhang could see her son again, and she would have been blinded by crying.
Now, it won't be many years before I can see my son.
He looked back and saw the woman looking at the door, feeling slightly sad, knowing that this was the reason for performing a military order.
The arranged identity is very likely to be his own self in the parallel world, and it is even more likely that he has taken away the fate, body and life trajectory of the original Chen Guangrui and replaced him perfectly.
No matter which model it was, he couldn't say that he had nothing to do with the old woman.
All kinds of thoughts passed by in a flash.
Yang Lin collected his emotions.
After getting on the carriage again, Yin Wenjiao said: "Zhong, if you want to catch up, go to Wanhuadian and then take the boat."
"It's hard to travel by land. My lady is inconvenient. Wouldn't it be better to take a boat directly by water?"
Azhong seemed to be loyal and honest. He was seventeen or eighteen years old. From time to time, he would secretly glance at Yin Wenjiao, his eyes were very obscure and hot, and he would secretly swallow his saliva.
When Yang Lin saw it, he just didn't know. He also roughly understood that the boy servant who was assigned to drive the carriage was actually a family member of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
By the way, as a servant, he is so bold and dares to secretly look at his own lady with covetous eyes. It is rare for such a person to live to such an old age.
"You can leave wherever you are told. Why are you talking nonsense?"
Sensing Azhong's gaze, Yin Wenjiao flashed a hint of displeasure and indifference in her eyes, looking at him as if he were dead.
"yes."
Ah Zhong didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he drove the carriage out of the city gate. The carriage merged with the caravan of people and spent the night at dawn.
Three days had passed on the road. On this day, when they arrived at Wanhua Store, Yin Wen's charming expression suddenly became energetic and she said with a smile: "Ms. sir, I have been traveling for days and haven't had a good meal. Why don't you just eat here and have a good meal?" Let’s have a meal and then take a boat to Jiangzhou.”
"Okay, it's up to you."
Yang Lin smiled gently and had no objection.
Along the way, he either took out his book and read it, secretly practicing the Five Elements Rotation of the Immortality Technique, silently comprehending the words of the old man's teachings that he had learned from his memory, or he silently investigated the secretly peeping eyes.
That spiritual connection would appear on Yin Wenjiao's body from time to time, following her from Chang'an to protect her.
Occasionally, his eyes would leave for a while, but there would always be a faint spiritual thread locked on the woman next to him to prevent any changes at any time.
After carefully understanding the intensity of this spiritual connection and the inexplicable sense of familiarity, Yang Lin understood.
This is Elder Faming of Jinshan Temple. He is the operator of this Buddhist arrangement.
Although Yang Lin felt a little uncomfortable being monitored all day long, he felt a little relieved.
If only a fifth-level peak monk like Fa Ming was in charge of this matter from beginning to end, this disaster would not be difficult to break.
What he was worried about was actually following Guanyin Bodhisattva himself. In that case, it would be too difficult.
No matter what I do, I can't escape the opponent's eyes...
Especially after exposing his cultivation level, he would be lucky if he was not caught by the Buddhists and used various methods.
Now, there is no problem.
Everything is under control.
The two of them entered the store. Ah Zhong ordered some food and ate it outside the door. Yang Lin and Yin Wenjiao sipped their food slowly, soothing the Five Zang Temple and relieving their worries.
A person leaves home, and his fate changes from then on.
A man goes to be an official, and his future is uncertain.
The two of them chatted about something, but there was something to talk about.
"Get out of the way, Young Master Wu Ding is here, why don't you get out of the way."
"You are a pariah, you really don't have any eyesight."
Snapped……
A strong man whipped the waiter in the face with his hand, causing him to cover his head and scream in pain.
"Li Biao, forget it, don't be like them, ask the store to fix the special dishes quickly, the young master has to rush after eating them."
Everyone looked up and saw a young man with a face like a crown of jade, a dark emerald on his waist, a handsome figure, and elegant features walking in from the door of the store.
With a glance at this man, he saw a majestic aura on his body, with a bloody aura coming towards his face, and he slowly walked up the stairs.
When passing Yang Lin's table, he paused slightly and glanced at Yin Wenjiao as if inadvertently. His eyes were inexplicably bright and he paused.
He glanced at Yang Lin again, narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and went directly upstairs.
"Killing intent, murderous intent that is filled with hatred."
Yang Lin lowered his head to eat Hongjiang carp, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Without raising his head, he clearly sensed the deep hatred and murderous intention hidden in this young man's heart.
At the same time, he noticed that Yin Wenjiao's long skirt was trembling slightly.
A pair of embroidered bow boots moved, and the insteps arched slightly.
"What's wrong, Jiao'er, do you know this person?"
Yang Lin suddenly raised his head and asked casually.
"I don't know him, but I have heard of some of the sons of British Duke Li Ji, especially his eldest son Li Wuding.
I heard that he had been fighting barbarians in the western border for many years. He was young, his martial arts had already caught up with his father's, and his military skills were also very good. It should be this person. "
Yin Wenjiao smiled brightly, put a piece of fish meat into Yang Lin's bowl, and said softly: "Eat quickly, we will suffer when we get on the boat, but there will be no good food."
"Yeah." Yang Lin smiled slightly.
Listening to the diners around him talking about how little Duke Li Wuding had won some battles, how many soldiers and horses the British Duke had commanded, how much he was highly respected in the court, and so on.
He raised his head and drank a glass of green water wine with a calm expression on his face.
