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Lin Jinglan returned to the Hou Mansion in a carriage and saw Lin Qingfeng waiting at the door.

After seeing Lin Jinglan get out of the car, he hurriedly stepped forward and stopped her.

"Jinglan, I have something to tell you."

Looking at Lin Qingfeng's appearance, Lin Jinglan raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Brother, if you have anything to say to me, just say it directly."

Lin Shuo followed Lin Jinglan, looking at Lin Qingfeng warily.

"Let's go to the study. There are some things I can only talk to you alone."

He glanced at Lin Shuo with disdain. There were some things that this bastard didn't deserve to know.

"Brother, do you want to talk about Lin Jiajun?"

However, Lin Jinglan smiled and asked directly.

These words stunned Lin Qingfeng and made Lin Shuo open his eyes wide.

The Lin family army is the capital of the Dingbei Hou Mansion that has stood firm in Chu for a hundred years.

"You...you actually said this directly, Lin Jinglan, you are so bold."

Lin Qingfeng choked. Unexpectedly, Lin Jinglan guessed what he meant and said it directly.

"The Marquis of Dingbei is in charge of the [-] Lin family troops in the north. No one in Chu knows what they can hide."

Today, [-] Lin family troops are still standing in the northern border, guarding the gates of Dachu and preventing incoming enemies from passing even half a point.

In fact, Lin Xiaotian's return to Beijing with his wife and children was approved by His Majesty to report on his work and visit relatives.

The time given by the emperor was only half a year before Dingbei Hou returned to the border and continued to guard the border.

After this, the next successor of the Lin family army will be determined and reported to His Majesty.

According to common sense, when Lin Xiaotian returned to the north, he would slowly hand over the Lin family army to his successor bit by bit.

Everyone thought that this person was Lin Qingfeng. This was indeed the case in his previous life. Lin Qingfeng did become the head coach of the Lin Family Army after Lin Xiaotian.

But there have been too many changes in this life. The war in the Western Region has lasted for a long time, and Lin Xiaotian is now unconscious again.

Even the family head order was given to Lin Shuo.

Lin Qingyun was beheaded, Lin Qingxue was useless, and Mrs. Lin was also unconscious. One by one, it was difficult for Lin Qingfeng not to worry.

"Go back, in front of the door, this is not the time to talk about this."

Lin Qingfeng thought of this and gave Lin Shuo a hard look. How could this bastard deserve to be in charge of the family head order?

"Brother, I'm just the daughter of the Lin family, and I don't know when I'm going to get married. It's not easy for me to take care of things at home. If something happens to you, just wait for your father to wake up."

After saying this with a careless smile, Lin Jinglan turned around and left.

Lin Qingfeng was anxious, she knew it, and what she wanted was for Lin Qingfeng to be anxious.

Lin Shuo followed Lin Jinglan and walked inside. Lin Qingfeng wanted to step forward to stop him, but was blocked by Zi Ling Xiaoluo.

"My eldest son, please pay attention to your propriety."

So Lin Qingfeng could only watch Lin Jinglan leave, his face livid with anger.

When he returned to the courtyard, Lin Shuo still didn't leave, but looked at her with some hesitation and hesitation.

After sitting down leisurely, Qiaoyan poured two cups of tea for them.

"Okay, if you have anything to ask, just ask. There's no one else here anyway."

Lin Shuo suddenly raised his eyes, then picked up the tea cup and drank all the tea in one gulp.

Looking at Lin Jinglan seriously, in addition to admiration, there was also some doubts in his eyes.

"Sister, do you want me to replace eldest brother and become the heir to Dingbei Hou Mansion?"

Lin Shuo's lack of pretense and direct speech made Lin Jinglan laugh unconsciously.

"Yes."

He picked up the teacup, blew on it, and said casually.

"what...."

Lin Shuo was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he looked at Lin Jinglan in disbelief. His mouth opened wide and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Since you have already made assumptions in your mind before, why are you so surprised now?"

Lin Jinglan still looked calm and smiling.

Today, Lin Shuo is only over fifteen years old, almost sixteen years old, and is still a half-grown boy.

But Lin Jinglan was so mature that she almost forgot that she was only two years older than Lin Shuo.

After hearing what Lin Jinglan said, Lin Shuo smiled bitterly, with a look of helplessness and fear on his face.

"I have known since I was a child that I am a son of an outsider whose status is not visible to others. My mother has always told me to be cautious in everything. Peace in this life is enough. Don't ask for too much. I have also become accustomed to my status being shady. Even if I returned to the Hou Mansion later because of your help, I would still be just a bastard."

Bastards are never valued in large families. Even a talented bastard will always be a mere foil as long as a legitimate son is around. No matter how much he does, he is still inferior to the status of a legitimate son.

Lin Shuo was not stupid. Compared to his two brothers, Lin Qingfeng and Lin Qingyun, Lin Shuo could be said to be very smart, but he had never been noticed by Lin Xiaotian before, because at that time he thought he already had two good enough people. The legitimate son was born.

As for Lin Shuo, because of Aunt Jiang, if he was in a good mood, he would look at her twice more. If he was in a bad mood, he would not even bother to look at her.

I had vaguely guessed what Lin Jinglan was thinking before, but I never explained it.

Now that I got Lin Jinglan's confirmed answer, I didn't feel much joy, but instead felt panic.

The heir to Dingbeihou Mansion, the future Dingbeihou, will be responsible for the rise and fall of the entire Lin family, and that is no simple matter.

"You are afraid."

Lin Jinglan looked at Lin Shuo and asked softly.

After hearing Lin Jinglan's words, Lin Shuo also raised his head, looked at her seriously, and nodded slowly.

"Yes, sister, I'm scared."

It was because Lin Shuo was very smart that the first thing he thought about was not the glorious position he would gain after becoming the heir to the Dingbei Hou Mansion.

Think of the dangers and responsibilities this brings.

So he is afraid.

"It's right to be afraid. After all, if you want to become the heir to the Dingbei Hou Mansion, you will not only have to face your eldest brother, but also your father, the elders of the clan, as well as the civil and military forces of the dynasty, and the hostile forces and forces of the Hou Mansion. Many, many things.”

Lin Jinglan expressed the difficulty and danger of this matter in a few simple words.

After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, and then slowly looked at Lin Shuo with extremely serious eyes.

"Lin Shuo, I will give you a choice, and you must answer it seriously. It is very difficult and dangerous to become the heir to the Hou Mansion, to inherit the Hou Mansion, and to shine on the family lintel in the future. But if you succeed, it will also make you proud. You change your destiny, gain glory, and secure your position."

"If you are willing, I will help you. If you are not willing, I will also keep you safe. At least you will be a rich man. You can answer me after you think about it."