Under the master's stalking, the uncle agreed to make a Horcrux, but he had to wait until the spirit sword was practiced. After all, the furnace can only make one item at a time, and the sword Lin Xin requested is not very easy to make, and it is estimated that he will not be able to keep up with his hair.
"If you can't make it, then you can't make it. I'm not in a hurry." Lin Xin now has a master who can do everything, and he doesn't need to work hard with others for the time being. He is too lazy to practice, and drags Shen Lou out to play every day with his broken arm. Except for Shen Lou's unstoppable sword practice in the early morning, he let him do the rest of the time. So much so that Lin Xin himself forgot about the Spirit Sword.
"Nonsense, there is no spirit sword in the hair-tying ceremony, I am the one who is ashamed!" Zhu Xingli sat behind the long table, almost buried in a mountain of official documents.
In order to speed up the progress of sword casting, Zhu Xingli was forced to agree to handle the official affairs of the southern region for his elder brother. Facing the complicated official documents, his handsome face was wrinkled into a bitter melon, and the corners of his drooping eyes were almost drawn to the ears.
Lin Xin licked the candied haws that Shen Lou had bought, feeling a little guilty, leaned over to say that he could help, and glanced at the official documents on the table.
Spread out on the table is a greeting letter, which was submitted by a thousand households. Nothing important, just a routine greeting. Zhu Xingli picked up the ink brush, and replied "nonsense" in extremely scribbled words, and drew a turtle by the way.
"Xinxin." Shen Lou disappeared Lin Xin in a blink of an eye, so he went to Qingliang Hall to look for him.
Lin Xin bit a hawthorn, winking with sore eyes, "Why are you called Xinxin again? Didn't you say you want to be called by a nickname?"
Shen Lou pursed his lips. In his private heart, he wanted to call him Xinxin. As for "Chi Nuo", "If you call him like that outside, others will know your baby name."
Baby name is not respected, only close elders and couples can joke around, it is really not good for others to hear Shen Lou calling him by baby name.
Speaking of the name, Lin Xin stuffed the half-eaten candied haws to Shen Lou, ran to the bookshelf, flipped through "Er Ya" and put it in front of Master, "Master, I will draw a turtle later, get me a copy first." Words."
Zhu Xingli picked up the pen and drew a circle on the tip of his nose, "Let's call it Guier."
"I'm Gui'er, then you are Gui'er." Lin Xin snatched away the ink brush and pushed "Erya" over.
In his previous life, his master left before he had time to give him the word. The word "fulfillment" was given to him by the emperor, saying that he hoped that he would live up to his father's wishes. His father's wish was the meaning of Lin Zhenghan's name for him—to keep promises and keep promises, and the faith Lin Zhenghan kept throughout his life was to find the deer glass mine veins for the royal family.
In the final analysis, it is to live up to the emperor's grace. It's too heavy for a teenager.
Shen Lou came over and sat beside Lin Xin, "Do you have a favorite word?"
"Zhu Xian!" Lin Xin replied immediately.
"What pig salt?" Zhu Xingli, who was flipping through "Erya", raised his eyes.
"The lyrics of the song in Bodhi City." Lin Xin leaned on the long table, looked at Shen Lou with a smile, tapped his fingers on the table, and sang a section of "Butterfly Love Flower" in a similar way, "Qing Hug Zhu Xian, worthy of the Danxiao mirror. When I saw Lin Shaofeng Youxin, I looked up and suspected it was a plum blossom collar."
When Qing hugs Zhu Xian, it means that Qing Que hugs Xinxin.
Shen Lou's ear tips were reddish, and he coughed lightly.
"Holding Zhu Xian Qing, what an artistic conception." Lin Xin winked at Master triumphantly, expecting Master to scold him a few words, such as "bullying the eldest son again" or "don't take advantage of the eldest son" and so on.
It's a pity that Zhu Xingli didn't understand. After all, he didn't know that Shen Lou's name was "Qing Que".
"Zhu Xian, it sounds like he took the Zhu family's surname." Shen Lou changed the topic calmly.
Lin Xin turned his head to look at Shen Lou, feeling a sense of confidant. In fact, this is his real purpose. If he takes the word Zhu Xian, it will be like becoming the master's son.
Zhu Xingli was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the book and beat him up, "Fuck you, you're my son, how can I get married?"
"Tell it as if you can marry me." Lin Xin pulled his eyelids and made a face at him.
Seeing that the master and apprentice were about to fight, Shen Lou flipped through the book, pointed to a line in it and said, "Although Zhu Xian is good, the Northern Region dialect is not very pleasant to read, so let's call it 'living'."
Lin Xin and Zhu Xingli looked at him together.
Shen Lou didn't change his face, and met Lin Xin's gaze, "I will live up to my life and live up to my honor."
This word, uttered by the emperor, is a threat; uttered by Shen Lou, it is like a love story.
"This is good, this is it." Zhu Xingli made a final decision, and he believed that he couldn't beat Zhu Xian, but he was worthy of it, and it was very suitable. With a swipe of the pen, he wrote the word "live up" on the paper and handed it to Lin Xin.
Lin Xin folded the paper carefully. At that moment just now, he almost thought that Shen Lou was also reborn, but he was relieved when he heard it later.
Live up to longevity and live up to Qing, chewing on this interpretation repeatedly, feeling itchy in my heart, I couldn't help picking the soles of my shoes with my toes. It's such a good word, let's call it this.
The elated Lin Xin reached out to ask for the candied haws he hadn't finished eating, but found that there was only a bare bamboo stick left in Shen Lou's hand.
Just now he was a little nervous, and unconsciously ate it, Shen Lou threw away the bamboo stick, "I'll buy you another one."
After the Tumi Festival, Lin Xin didn't want to go out during the day, so he stayed in the Qingliang Palace to read ancient books. Most of the rare and fragmented scrolls in the world are in the Palace of One Thought, accumulated by several generations of the Zhu family, and each copy is a priceless treasure.
He wanted to find the reason for his rebirth in the book. And Shen Lou didn't seem to have much to do, he occasionally went out to see his subordinates, and spent most of the time with him.
Shen Lou sent a letter to Huan Xinghai, reminding his father to check Bei Mo's news and inform him about the spirit devouring. What Yanqiu saw that devoured the spirit really surprised him. This thing should have appeared only a few years later. I didn't expect it to appear so early. It must be found out as soon as possible, and the sooner it is eliminated, the better.
"Xinxin, do you know what He Liuhun threw out that day?" Shen Lou felt that this matter should be discussed with Lin Xin. same.
"Well, it should be Beimo's witchcraft," Lin Xin said vaguely, leaning on Shen Lou's body like a boneless one, "If you meet that thing again, you must never touch it. I touched it through spiritual power, Still a little dizzy."
Shen Lou lowered his head to look at the "weak" Lin Bushou, and immediately healed his thoughts. Don't worry about devouring the spirit.
The summer is over and the autumn wind is coming, the younger brother has been away for two months, and no letter has come. Lin Xin looked at his left hand from which the splint had been removed, and muttered to himself that his heavy arm should be healed too, why is he so heartless.
Tomorrow is the day for him to tie his hair, Zhu Yangai tricked his younger brother into doing coolies for him, but in the end he still couldn't catch up with the release of the spirit sword, and Zhu Xingli was so angry that he fought him.
Fifteen hairpins for women, and fifteen bundles for men. After the hair is tied, you can marry a wife.
"You will have your hair tied tomorrow, do you have a gift?" Lin Xin removed the splint, immediately turned into an untethered flea, and dragged Shen Lou to ride a horse in the suburbs.
Shen Lou looked ahead and pretended not to hear.
Lin Xin rode his horse to stop him, "Well, Shen Lou, you plan to watch the ceremony empty-handed."
"Hair and hairpin, only elders or husbands will give gifts." Shen Lou looked down at the horse grazing with its head down.
Hearing this, Lin Xin wanted it even more, and jumped on Shen Lou's horse to tickle him, "I don't care, I have to give it to you, we are friends who slept together when we were young!"
The horse was startled by this commotion, and kicked the two of them out. Shen Lou pushed himself to the bottom, and rolled around in a circle holding Lin Xin.
Lin Xin got up, holding a blade of grass on his head, and said aggrievedly: "If Chongchong was here, he would definitely prepare it for me."
Pretending to be delicate, the corners of Shen Lou's mouth twitched, he sighed, and took out a black hairband with long silver tassels from his sleeve, which was also decorated with pieces of deer glass.
The black silk and silver su are Huan Xinghai's hair-wrapping gift for the children of the family. The more expensive ones will be added with deer glass chips, which means to gather thousands of stars. The Shen family did not have the skill of the Zhu family to carve the deer glass into exquisite shapes, so they simply smashed it and glued it on.
Shen Lou doesn't like being so dazzling, and usually only wears the one without deer glass.
Lin Xin immediately snatched it over, "This is good, let the master wear this for me when I tie my hair."
"Take out that jade pendant of yours too." Shen Lou looked at the thin hemp rope around Lin Xin's neck. He had worn it for six years and it was time to take it off.
"Then how do I do it?" Lin Xin took out the topaz deer, which is the jade pendant of the Lord of Xunlu, and if people see his identity, they can't hide it.
"I can't hide it anymore." Shen Lou looked in the direction of the capital. He had just received news that a team of Jinwu Guards was coming towards the southern region.
Lin Xin's eyes darkened.
"You killed the barbarians and were seen by the Jinwu Guards. They will definitely tell the emperor about it." The emperor is interested, and after a little investigation, he will understand that Zhu Xingli, who doesn't like to worry, must adopt children who are best friends. , and his best friends are Lin Zhenghan and Jian Qiuluo.
"Then do I have to go to Beijing?" Lin Xin tore off the little deer, rubbing the word "struggle" on the back.
"Don't be afraid, if you go to Beijing, I will protect you." Shen Lou untied the jade rope around his waist and handed it over. He himself will definitely fall into that quagmire, but as long as Lin Xin doesn't become that kind of scumbag, nothing will happen. With the experience of his previous life, he can always protect Lin Xin comprehensively.
Wearing a hair tie ceremony, Zhu family's crimson red shark silk gold jade robe, Shen's Huanxing Xuanye tassel rope, and Xun Luhou's yellow jade pendant, Lin Xin's attire is comparable to a hodgepodge of Zishu stew. Fortunately, he was handsome, but he was not fancy.
Kneeling on the ground to let the master tie his hair, Lin Xin laughed so hard that his teeth could not see. After Licheng, a group of golden Jinwu Guards appeared, and this time it was not the commander who held the imperial edict, but a civil servant.
"Du Huang, the official secretary, has met Jiang Guogong." The civil official was very elegant, speaking in Yongdu's elegant language, with a correct accent and a round voice, neither slow nor fast, facing the man standing on the jade steps with his hands behind his back. Zhu Yangai bowed to each other, and the etiquette of gestures was exemplary.
The Jinwu guards behind him followed suit and knelt down on one knee, "I have seen the Duke."
Zi Shu who was standing on the side curled his lips, and said to Huang Ge in a low voice: "These Jinwu guards, why don't they kneel when they see our Duke?"
Huang Ge blushed, not knowing how to describe it, "Maybe, because the Zhu family is rich."
"Wrong," Lin Xin suddenly appeared between the two, and said inscrutably, "Because my uncle has a bad temper."
The three of them turned their heads and saw that Zhu Yan's face changed coldly, "Yi Xiao, go and open the spider web."
The spider web refers to the large guard array of Yi Nian Palace, which can ring a bell when someone breaks in with a sword, and the guards in the palace will immediately draw their bows and shoot the person down.
The Zhongshu Ling suddenly showed a bit of embarrassment, "The official is abrupt, and I hope the Duke will forgive me."
The author has something to say: Note: Qing Bao Zhu Xian is worthy of Dan Xiaojing. —Song·Huang Chang's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
small theater:
Emperor: You can't bear it
Xinxin: Bah, it sounds so ugly, is it a person's name
Lou Lou: Call yourself worthy
Xinxin: Wow, it sounds so nice, is it a fairy name
emperor:…