The whole world thinks I'm a nephew

A group of people quickly walked to the gate of Xiangfu.

From a distance, one could see a young man in thick fox fur standing under a bare tree trunk. Although that young man looked like a frail scholar, his complexion was better than Lin Jingyun's after all.

Hearing the sound of carriages and horses approaching, the man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly came up to meet the snow traces in front of the door.

Lin Jingyun met his eyes and couldn't help smiling.

Lin Zheshui was overjoyed, waved away the servants, held his second brother's hand and said with a smile, "Xiang Lin is back."

Lin Jingyun lifted the heavy curtain, used his strength to get out of the carriage, and covered it with his hands: "Third Brother, do you want me to rescue you from the palace as soon as possible?"

Lin Zheshui laughed: "Your Majesty has always complained about my second elder brother's strictness in front of me."

Lin Jingyun lowered his eyes and sighed softly. He brushed Lin Zheshui's sideburns, which had been blown to his chest by the wind, behind his ears, and pulled him up with the other hand and walked straight towards the prime minister's mansion: "It's freezing cold outside. , go in and talk."

After entering the door, people in the house said that Lin Jingqiu had gone out.

Lin Zheshui sat down, looked at Lin Jingyun's body for a long time with his eyes, and finally said a word: "Second brother seems to have lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for two months."

Lin Jingyun smiled when he heard this.

"The weather in Saibei is not so good, but the place is pretty good."

It's freezing cold in Saibei, and he didn't go there for entertainment, after a long period of wind and snow, it's no better than Dongqi's beautiful scenery.

But both of his brothers are not Taoists who are willing to be born in the world. They just exchanged cups and exchanged a few pleasantries at the table, and then talked about the fate of the Eastern Qi Dynasty and the coming of today's saints.

Lin Zheshui asked about the posthumous posthumous gift from his second elder brother, the concubine, Lin Jingyun just said generously: "Give it as a gift, anyway, it's just for the face of the living."

Lin Zheshui nodded, and said again, but the emperor issued another decree the next day, saying that since the posthumous title is to be conferred, it is better to move the mausoleum to Zhaoling to be buried with the late emperor.

Lin Zheshui smiled wryly: "Second brother, you don't know that as soon as the emperor's edict came out, my aunt was in a hurry to send someone to tell me to go into the palace—"

Lin Jingyun knew early on that the Queen Mother would be like this, it is understandable that the emperor's birth mother bestowed a posthumous posthumous title, but if the tomb of the imperial concubine was really moved to Zhaoling, where would the Empress Dowager's face and the Lin family's face be put?

Not to mention these minutiae, even looking at the past few dynasties, there has never been such a precedent.

Lin Jingyun caressed the red buddhist beads hanging on his wrist, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Over the years, he has been walking on thin ice between the Lin family and Shen Zhuo.

The little emperor is vicious and violent, and the Lin family is in full swing. He secretly knows how many people are trying to destroy this building with their own hands.

——But I'm a little bored.

Lin Jingyun lazily opened his eyelids, shook the exquisite onyx wine glass in his hand, and suddenly swung his sleeves——

He actually poured out all the wine in the glass.

Lin Zheshui remained silent, only to hear his second elder brother smile lazily, and suddenly said: "This world belongs to the emperor. If he insists on doing this, why should you and I stop him?"

"This--"

Lin Jingyun: "Cannibalize people's salaries and work for others."

Lin Zheshui choked, and said urgently, "Second brother! What are you doing!"

Lin Jingyun looked down at him, but refused to speak any more.

For a while, the two brothers were silent, only the faint sound of silver and charcoal sparks crackling in the room remained.

After a long while, Lin Zheshui was finally defeated. He looked down at the water stain on the ground and said, "Second brother, the emperor is the first priority in everything. I treat the second brother the same as you treat the emperor."

"—Since the second brother thinks so, then I have to follow the second brother's wishes in everything."

Lin Zheshui remembers that his second elder brother loves to play the most, and the Ye Mingzhu that Xisha entered into the offering asked him to order someone to quietly put it into the hair crown of the old man. In the middle of the night, his colleagues looked at his father with a gleaming light Chasing him around the yard, Lin Jingyun still smiled and said confidently: This is called respectful filial piety, and anyone who is good must first find it to honor his father; the flower peacock that my aunt sent to the prime minister's house usually eats delicious food Seeing this little ancestor, his second elder brother got excited after drinking flowers and wine with a group of foxes and dogs, and even started to pluck out the peacock feathers. He even asked a good embroiderer to make a small dress and sent it to Yongle Palace for the little emperor.When my aunt asked about it afterwards, his second elder brother plausibly said: "This peacock feather is really ugly, and it is a waste of needlework to make clothes."My aunt was so angry that she didn't come up in one breath, and finally she spent more than half a year in bed to recuperate. ... Since when did his second elder brother Lin Jingyun become like walking on eggshells?

The young man in Tsing Yi stared blankly at the Prime Minister in front of him, as if he wanted to make a hole in him.

For a long time, he seemed to faintly see a silver thread in that man's waterfall-like long hair.

His second elder brother is only in his twenties, but his hair is graying early now.