The Red House Returns the Pearl Lin's Home

Moving house was a labor-intensive job. Although Lin Lu wouldn't take the sleeves and carry the suitcase by himself, he was also enthusiastically directing the servants to decorate Lin Daiyu's house.

Lin Lu thought to herself that she knew what her little sister liked and what she liked since she was a child, and she was very happy that she was not helping her. In the end, she was kicked out by Mulian and Baiyin who finally couldn't stand it.

Lin Lu's round oval face was full of melancholy. Ever since he came to this ghost world, everything went wrong, and now he was coaxed out by two little maids as a child.

Lin Lu huddled in a corner and reminisced about her past glorious years. She turned her head and ran to the practice field. Before she could go in, she heard the sound of breaking stones. Kicked a few slabs of stone.

Lin Lu swallowed a mouthful of spit, carefully walked around the center where the broken corpses were scattered, and waved to the tiger prison next to the weapon rack: "Come here, come here!"

Hulao hurriedly walked towards him, and smiled honestly: "Master, why are you here? The noise is too loud, let's go out and talk?"

Lin Lu became even more depressed when she heard it. It wasn't because the noise was too loud. Although the noise made by the monk was indeed as loud as the five women, it wasn't so close that she couldn't even hear her voice.

Lin Lu's dewy gaze swept over Hulao's silly smile. Did she think she was hindering Lin Lin by standing here, or was she afraid that she would get hurt here?

——No matter which one it was, it brought a merciless blow to his little heart.Lin Lu blinked her eyes and ordered, "Send those boys detained by the previous one to Cousin Lian."

He offered me a papaya and Qiongyao in return. Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng helped him move out. Besides giving them a reassurance, Lin Lu also attached a land deed.

"Uncle and Second Master, Master Hai Lancha is here!" The butler Lin Shun hurried into the martial arts arena, and he was obviously relieved to see him there, "But Master Hai didn't come here alone, there is another 30-something Year-old official!"

Lin Lu froze for three seconds, then turned her head, and she saw Lin Lin throwing the slate in her hand, frowning and walking over, slowly repeating Lin Shun's words: "A lord in his 30s?"

Although Lin Lin is already the No. [-] master of the Lin family, Lin Shun really hasn't said a few words to him. Seeing him coming at this moment, there is a trace of coldness in his brows, and he said carefully: "Back Second master, it's like this, from the perspective of the slave, it seems more like Lord Hai Lancha came with another one."

Lin Shun is also the son of the Lin family. His family counts up to three generations, and he is also a member of the Lin family. He grew up with Lin Ruhai when he was a child. See precisely.

He heard what the guard said, so he took a special look at it, and immediately found that there was no obvious subordinate relationship between Hai Lancha and the stranger in his 30s.

So at this time Lin Shun was very cautious when speaking. He knew Hai Lancha's identity, and the first-class guards could treat him with such respect. After all, he should be an official of Liu Tongxun's level.

What kind of nerve is this emperor?Lin Lu looked at Lin Lin, saw him shaking his head slightly, and knew that he also hadn't figured out the magical thinking circuit of a brain-twitching emperor, and ordered: "Go and prepare tea, and check the study room for anything inappropriate."

There was no need for Lin Lu to drag Lin Lin to the gate to greet her. The butler had already invited the guests to the living room politely. Lin Lu walked in the door first, and after a closer look, the person who came with Hai Lancha was indeed the legendary man who took care of every day. Emperor Qian Long.

Qianlong was dressed the same as when they first met, the base was concubine-colored golden python fox armpit arrow sleeves, and the outer was covered with an azurite flowered eight-group Japanese forged fringe jacket, which was rich and not eye-catching.

The first time she was in a hurry before, Lin Lu didn't have the chance to take a closer look in order not to reveal her flaws and not let the emperor find out that she already knew his true identity. There is not a single bit of resemblance. At first glance, people who don't know it really wouldn't think that this pair can be father and son. I am afraid that the monk followed his mother more.

Lin Lu understood a little bit why Qianlong thought Lin Lin looked so familiar the first time they met, and then sent someone to check his details, and found this dragon species living among the people.

Lin Lin was indeed handsome, but her demeanor did not match her exquisite eyebrows and eyes, which diluted the overly strong sense of amazement.

Lin Lu could imagine how pleasing and unparalleled her beauty would be if his facial features were placed on a woman's body. It was reasonable for the emperor to still have a vague impression of such a beauty after so many years.

Lin Lu leaned forward with a smiling face, bowed, and opened her mouth to look at Qianlong in embarrassment, then at Hailancha, with some questioning in her clear black eyes.

The etiquette is okay, but the title issue is quite tricky, and Lin Lu can't pretend to be stupid. He has been friends with Hai Lancha for so long, and he got a lot of news by insinuating. Still don't know where the big Buddha in front of me came from, it's too fake.

But it’s not okay to call someone “the emperor” directly. After all, it’s a private visit from a white dragon fish suit and a microservice. It seems that the emperor is really addicted to playing games.

Qianlong naturally understood his dilemma, and because he was in the right mood at this moment, he made a relief and said, "You don't need to be so particular about going out, just call me Master Ai."

Why didn't I call you "Master" and "Master", Lin Lu nodded, smiled, and saluted again.

Qianlong was a little surprised that he was so generous, and couldn't help but look at him more, but the main attention was not on him at all, and he immediately turned his gaze to behind him.

Lin Lin had followed Lin Lu to salute just now, and now she stood against the wall and stood in the corner without making a sound, and did not respond to Qianlong's affectionate eyes at all.

Lin Lu snickered in her heart, he quite understood Lin Lin's indifferent reaction, even though the emperor has come to his door, it's not appropriate for you to put on a high profile and leave others alone, but Qianlong Rongchang's face was full of turbulent His father's love is really too lethal, not to mention Lin Lin, a poor child whose ability to resist blows is lower than normal people, even Lin Lu, who is not an ordinary bitch, can't bear it.

The emperor touched a moderately soft nail, and it was rare that he did not enter the state of arrogance. He was still shocked, and automatically attributed it to his son's shyness.

What kind of character Aixinjueluo Hongli looked like in history is now impossible to verify, but anyone who has read "Huan Zhu Ge Ge" knows that Qianlong in it is more or less masochistic, rubbing for his children Cleaning up the mess in the buttocks is done happily, not only does not get angry, but also enjoys it, and every move is full of the second-handed pride of being a father.

The main thing is that he has been used to smooth sailing all his life. He eats a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, and always wants to change to light dishes. Although his sons and daughters dare not disrespect him, there are not a few who are afraid of him.

In his early years, Qianlong enjoyed the life of being feared and admired by his sons and daughters. At the funeral of Empress Xiaoxianchun, he severely reprimanded the elder brother Yonghuang and the third elder brother Yongzhang because they were not sad enough, and put The two eldest princes in grades were demoted to penniless, and have been in a slump since then. Firstly, it was because of their deep affection for Empress Xiao Xianchun, and they would inevitably lose their composure under emotional agitation. Secondly, it was also to beat the two eldest sons so that they behaved honestly. .

However, Qianlong didn't grasp the measure for a while—or he overestimated his son's ability to bear it. Not all princes can be like Kangxi's eighth elder brother who was pointed at the nose by his father and scolded "prison sinner" and "mother's family" With words like this, he can live like a normal person——Yonghuang died of illness in the second year after being scolded, and Yongzhang is still sick and bedridden, and he doesn't look like he has a long life.

Qianlong deeply reflected on the fact that he overestimated his son. Although he couldn't bear to admit his mistakes to the younger generation, he was not untouched in his heart. In recent years, he has also carefully corrected his actions and never Be as harsh on your son as before.

The most important point is that Qianlong is a person with a good face. In the past few years, he could harden his heart and not apologize to watch Yongzhang weaken day by day. Now he can also harden his heart to deny Lin Lin, and this time His reason was even more solid. It was for the sake of the royal family's face. After all, having an extra illegitimate child out of nowhere would deal a great blow to the emperor's image.

Since in Qianlong's heart at this time, Lin Lin would never become a legitimate prince, and naturally she would not have a chance to be with Datong. This was fundamentally different from his other sons, which allowed Qianlong to confidently and boldly show his deep love for him. Father's love, also take this to make up for what I owe.

Qianlong sent many people to monitor the movements of the Lin family, so the Lin family moved out of Jia's house, and Qianlong came to the door. He also agreed to move out. After all, Jia's family is a group of slaves in his eyes. Where can there be a master? The truth in the slave mansion?

Qianlong also really wanted to make some compensation to this long-lost son, but unfortunately Lin Lin's attitude has always been relatively evasive, not only adopting a lukewarm attitude towards him, but also showing slight resistance to him meddling in his own affairs.

Qianlong could see that Lin Lin was born with pride. For such a person, offering great kindness at the beginning would only arouse his backlash and resentment. Everything needs to be done slowly.

This has always been a very novel experience. In the past, only his wife and children, civil and military officials, tried their best to please him. Suddenly, the roles were reversed. Interest arose naturally.

This is like an interesting game. The only requirement for clearing the level is to increase Lin Lin's favorability. Qianlong feels the long-lost novelty and excitement, which injects new blood into his unchanging and increasingly boring imperial career.

In this regard, Emperor Qianlong, who claimed to be a loving father, showed extraordinary patience. He sat in the main seat drinking tea, listening to Lin Lu and the trembling Hai Lancha gossiping, and winking at Lin Lin from time to time, showing Squeeze your muscular biceps.

——When Qianlong No. 13 felt good about himself and nodded to Lin Lin with a smiley face, Hai Lancha finally couldn't help but raised his neck and poured himself a large bowl of tea before swallowing it. The beating heart in his throat, from his angle, he could clearly see the fourth blue vein on Lin Lin's forehead.

——You must know that when he faced Xue Pan with crazy words, there were only two blue veins on his forehead.

Hailancha wiped off a cold sweat, feeling that he could not just sit back and watch the situation develop, he had to express something before the situation got out of control.

Hai Lancha gave Lin Lu a few winks, and saw that the other party was just holding tea and preparing to watch a play, so he could only grit his teeth, turn to Qianlong, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that the master is free today, and this slave wants to ask the master for something. .”

Qianlong turned his head, with a bit of interest on his face: "Oh? What's the matter, tell me?"

"Your servant is somewhat capable in martial arts. It just so happens that Ziyu is also a person who is determined to take up martial arts. He practices martial arts diligently on weekdays and is proficient in swords and horses. The slaver and Ziyu have made an agreement a long time ago, and they want to find a chance to compete. .” Hai Lancha moved the corner of his mouth a little stiffly, he actually didn’t want to confront Lin Lin.

Just looking at Lin Lin's actions when she taught Xue Pan that day in Jiamushe, it can be seen that this person took the most vigorous and fierce way, and his strikes were fierce, and the number of martial arts skills determined that he would either die or be disabled.

Hailancha happened to be taking a tough path. When two people met, it would be fine if they could end the battle quickly, but Hailancha had no confidence at all that he could take down Lin Lin with a few tricks. The next one would definitely be a fierce battle. If you are not careful, someone will get hurt.

As a person who has been on the battlefield for several years, he has sacrificed his life in the sea of ​​corpses in exchange for today's achievements. Hailancha himself is not afraid of getting hurt, but he is afraid that Lin Lin will be injured by a mistake. , and Hai Lancha's pride as a warrior also kept him from letting go. This is not only looking down on him, but also insulting Lin Lin.

It wasn't a big deal at first, with Lin Lin's personality she wouldn't find excuses to shirk, and she wouldn't hate Hai Lancha if she lost, but it wasn't so good in front of Qianlong, Hai Lancha was very aware of the emperor's narrow-mindedness and short-term protection.

Qianlong had long struggled to find a reason to talk to Lin Lin, and when he heard it now, he was overjoyed and praised Hai Lancha's knowledge and wit in his heart, and said with a smile: "Why not, choosing a day is worse than bumping into it, let's do it today. "

Lin Lu was very sensible, and immediately called the butler Lin Shun to open the gate of the martial arts arena.

Lin Ruhai is a civil servant. The Lin family has been passed down for so many generations, and the descendants also entered the officialdom with papers. However, the first Patriarch of the Lin family was a marquis for his military achievements. Lin Lin was cleaned up, repaired, and enabled.

Lin Lu gave Qianlong the chair she had just brought over during her last visit, and stood beside her, giving Hailancha a thumbs up in a hidden corner, signaling him to cheer up.

It's been like this since she was a child. Lin Lu longed for someone who could dampen Lin Lin's spirit. Unfortunately, she didn't know whether it was because his character was too bad or Lin Lin's character was too good. For so many years, that mysterious person has never appeared.

Although Lin Lu was secretly cheering Hailancha in her heart, she didn't have much hope that Hailancha could win the monk. After they met for the first time, when he mentioned Hailancha to Lin Lin, Lin Lin commented on Hailancha's originality. In other words, "He is good at skills, not top-notch, but rare at his age." Being able to use such words shows that in Lin Lin's mind, Hai Lancha is not qualified to be at the same level as him.

An arrogant person like Lin Lin would disdain to lie about such an issue, and even if Hai Lancha can't represent the ultimate height of martial arts in this world, at least he should be counted among the first-class masters.

Lin Lu sighed, and could only pray that maybe Zhang Sanfeng and Dugu Qiubai would also be reborn in this deceitful world, and help him teach the smelly monk a lesson.

Lin Lu expected that, Hailancha was indeed not Lin Lin's opponent. In the beginning, the two were still on offense and defense. many.

The two were fighting with bare hands. Lin Lin had been working hard since she was very young, and she followed the way of her mother's horizontal training. She was covered in copper skin and iron bones, and her palms, fingers, and claws were all extremely sharp. Hai Lancha has been in the army all year round. , better at using weapons, naturally lost first.

Seeing that Hai Lancha was indeed no match, Lin Lu felt rather bored. She lowered her head and yawned a little. Then she heard Qianlong clapping and applauding: "Okay! It really is my Qing warrior!"

Qianlong was different from Lin Lu, who was purely blind in martial arts. He had a good sense of sight, and his heart wavered when he saw it. He applauded and laughed loudly: "I was able to watch this battle. Today's trip is worthwhile!"

The old man revealed his identity as soon as he was happy. Fortunately, Lin Lu had already dismissed the idlers and others, and even the head housekeeper, Lin Shun, was not by his side. At this time, he just pretended not to notice and did not point out his slip of the tongue. .

The situation over there was very good, Lin Lin swayed, kicked on the weapon rack, and took a Kundao by herself.Hai Lancha called out, and reached out to catch the long sword.

With the weapon in hand, Hai Lancha's force value has obviously risen to a whole level. The sword moves are fast and slow, irregular, but hidden everywhere, and the blade shines against the sun, like a Wanda golden snake scurrying around.

Qianlong couldn't care less about watching the monkey show anymore, he stood up from his seat with a "teng", and wanted to stop it, but seeing Lin Lin responding as usual, he just forced the words out of his mouth, he knew it very well, now stop , absolutely can't please, can only deduct impression points.

In stark contrast to Hai Lancha's performance as if he had taken a stimulant, Lin Lin's combat power with the weapon did not increase but decreased. She was obviously a little restrained. It took a little time to adapt to the layers of sword shadows approaching her eyes, and began to prepare for a counterattack .

The two swords collided several times. Hai Lancha was withdrawing his strength when he suddenly saw Lin Lin throwing away the weapon and grabbing it empty-handed. Before he could think about it, he subconsciously blocked it with his sword.

Hai Lancha held the hilt of his sword in a daze for three seconds, then cupped his fists and surrendered graciously.

He was actually a little depressed in his heart. Lin Lin's fleshy palms were stronger than his sword after being filled with energy. Not only did he not bleed and hurt when he cut it, but the blade collapsed, let alone the last skill, it was really abnormal, Hai Lancha I have never heard of anyone else in the world who can do this before.

Qianlong's cheers and applause shook the sky, and it was hard to ignore it. Hai Lancha, a grassroots proletariat, burst into tears silently in his heart. He could understand it with his heels.