A servant, not a servant. Ordinary people can do it too, servants are ministers, the confidants of the prince, as long as they work hard to practice and handle errands seriously, it will be easy to be named a marquis and a minister in the future.
Zhao Wanhu didn't dare to have any opinions, "It's Xin'er's blessing to be favored by the prince."
When Lin Xin heard this, his heart sank. Now that he is just a child with no power to restrain himself, Shen Lou has not even tested his aptitude, so how could he easily ask him to be his attendant? Could it be that he already knew that he was Lin Zhenghan's son
Looking down in thought, from the corner of his eye he caught sight of the silver cedar pattern on Shen Lou's wide black sleeve, and suddenly remembered the Shen family's family tradition of "standing like a snow-capped pine", and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. With the character of Shen Lou and his father, even if they knew that they were Lin Zhenghan's son, they wouldn't do anything to them.
Huan Xinghai's experts inspected Zhao's front yard and back mountain, but found no trace of the Soul Swallowing Gu Eagle. It was not good for Zhao Wanhu to stay any longer, and after Young Master Zhao was buried the next day, he sent the eldest son and his party out of the house with great gratitude. As for Lin Xin, who was dressed in filial piety, he was carried into the prince's carriage by Huang Shiwei.
Lying on the car window, looking at the Zhao family's mansion drifting away, Lin Xin felt a little worried. After entering Huanxinghai, it will be difficult to get out. Can Master still find himself
At that time, the master used his father's old department to check them one by one. Now that he left Zhao's house and didn't take the initiative to find him, it would be very difficult to meet him.
"Reluctantly?" Shen Lou looked away from the book, bent one knee to support the arm holding the scroll, and looked at Lin Xin leisurely.
"No." Lin Xin put down the curtain and shook his head lightly.
"Then why do you look unhappy?" He was not a talkative person, but facing the soft and lively Lin Xin in front of him, Shen Lou couldn't help but want to say a few more words to him. If you ask, there will be a response, no matter what you say, it can make him feel happy.
"My lord, forgive me." Lin Xin seemed to be frightened, and knelt stiffly on the cushion, clutching at the hem of his clothes helplessly, "I, I'm afraid..."
The soft, waxy and sweet voice, trembling with some unease, caused Shen Lou to feel distressed immediately. He warned himself not to scare the child, and beckoned Xiao Linxin to sit over, "Don't be afraid, come, I will teach you how to read."
The carriage is equipped with deer glass, basically the wheels do not touch the ground, and it is stable enough to read and write. Lin Xin moved to Shen Lou's side, and saw that the book he put on the small table was actually a "Four Seas Notes", on which were maps of Dayong, as well as customs and customs of various places.
"The country we live in is called Dayong. Dayong is divided into four regions, southeast, northwest, and the hinterland of the Central Plains. Huanxinghai and the Zhao family are both in the northern region." Shen Lou tried his best to talk about things that children are interested in, to attract his attention.
"Is Huanxinghai a sea?" Lin Xin dutifully played the child who knew nothing.
"No, Huanxinghai is a stream and lake," Shen Lou stretched out his hand, pointed to a point in the picture, thought for a while and added, "There is a lot of water."
Qingxi and Shenhu intersect vertically, with flowing water and pavilions everywhere. Legend has it that in winter, the lake condenses into ice, and the Milky Way pours back, as if it has been washed. It is so beautiful that it is named Huanxinghai. With such a beautiful scenery, there is only a dry "a lot of water" left in Shenlou's mouth.
Lin Xin really wanted to open his mouth to laugh at him, but he held back, and leaned closer to Shen Lou by taking advantage of the sway of the carriage. The faint herbaceous fragrance is wrapped in the bitter medicinal smell, slowly hitting.
"My lord, are you taking medicine?" Lin Xin twitched his little nose and raised his head to ask him.
"En." Shen Lou responded, looked at Lin Xin who was close at hand, but still couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand to gently wrap him in his arms, and showed him a book.
"Why do you need to drink medicine?" Lin Xin asked persistently.
"Because I did something wrong, this is punishment," Shen Lou lied to the child seriously, and flicked the pages in his hand, "So you have to write down what I said carefully, otherwise..."
"Are you going to give me medicine too?"
"Hmm..." The slightly raised ending sound indicated the good mood of the owner of the voice.
Unable to ask any questions, Lin Xin could only hold back for the time being, listening to Shen Lou reading in boredom.
"The Shen family in the northern region, the Zhong family in the western region, the Zhu family in the southern region, and the Lin family in the eastern region. Except for these four dukes, Dayong has more than a dozen princes who can manage their fiefs by themselves and pay annual tribute every year. Our Shen family..." While thinking about it, his arms suddenly sank, Shen Lou looked down, and the guy who just swore to listen carefully had already fallen asleep in his arms.
With a helpless smile, Shen Lou threw away the book in his hand, simply relaxed his body, and fell asleep on the cushion. Thoughts, but drifted from the book to the situation in the world. Now the law of discretion has not been implemented, and the four regions are still peaceful, but there may be chaos at any time, so I have to prepare early.
"What is Sui Gong?" Lin Xin, who was too sleepy to keep his eyes open, asked mutteringly.
"Gold and silver, food, cloth... deer glass."
The young man's low voice, like a young eagle flying through the wind and snow, broke through the fog in front of him, but brought him into a deeper and more distant dream.
At the age of seventeen, he stepped into the Sea of Raccoons for the first time. In the early winter, the sun permeates the pine forest, the towers are lost in fog, and the ferry is covered by snow. In a soft place like a fairyland, there is a group of people with faces as cold as iron.
All the Shen family members wore black and wide sleeves, looking from a distance, they looked like a flock of falcons, ready to pounce on them at any moment and tear people to pieces.
"The Marquis of the Deer is so young, yet his heart is so cruel, he won't let go of even his mentor!" Xuan Guogong Shen Qirui threw his face directly on the ground and stomped on it before he could even greet him.
"Heh, it happened two years ago. Didn't the Duke just hear about it?" Lin Xin pushed the scabbard away with his thumb, full of murderous intent. It's not good to mention anything, but he has to mention his master.
Everyone in the world knows that Lin Xin is a vicious, ruthless and ruthless teacher-killer. Or they don't deserve to be called human beings at all, they are pretentious, stubborn, bloodthirsty, and they are called demons.
Suddenly opened his eyes, the blood mist dissipated, only the indigo roof and the dense sandalwood remained.
"Welcome, Your Majesty." A neat greeting came from outside the window, and the sound of gurgling water and pines could be heard endlessly, and it turned out that they had already reached Huanxinghai.
Lin Xin got up with a grunt, opened the curtain of the car, and saw Shen Lou standing in front of the car, saluting several black-clothed monks.
"We are going to hunt deer, brother?" A younger girl asked Shen Lou with a smile, holding a hunting bow inlaid with deer glass in her hand.
"You guys go." Shen Lou stretched out his hand, patted the girl's head, turned back to the carriage, and took the probing guy into the carriage.
The author has something to say: Small theater:
Xinxin: Oh, I accidentally fell asleep in your arms, don't you mind
Lou Lou: mind
Xinxin: Oh, why are you so stingy? In this way, I will let you sleep back, okay
Loulou: (nosebleed) is fine