Tibetan Sea Pearl

Zongbing Lin was indeed exhausted. He had been busy outside all day, and he didn't even drink a sip of water. When he got home, his eldest son didn't comfort him, and even ran over to scold him and question him face to face.

It's really disrespectful, disloyal and filial.

Lin Zongbing was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

How could he have such an unfilial son.

"My lord, calm down." The housekeeper helped him sit down on the chair, "I'll send someone to chase the young master back."

"Let him go, don't go back to this house when he leaves." Zongbing Lin trembled slightly.

Vice-General Liang is also his son-in-law, the son-in-law who supported him wholeheartedly. If Vice-General Liang died, wouldn't he be sad if he wasn't sad?

He didn't think about killing him, this was the candidate chosen by Lin Zu's father.

The housekeeper secretly wiped away tears.

The son-in-law is dead, how painful Lin Zongbing must be, so he has to go to Beijing to seek justice for his son-in-law.

The young master also came back when he heard the bad news.

Thinking of the young master, the butler sighed helplessly.

This naughty child, the father and son haven't seen each other for so long, and they don't know how to say a few nice words when they get home. It's really heartbreaking.

Although Zongbing Lin said so, there is no need to chase the person back, but the housekeeper knew that this was an angry statement, so he quickly arranged it.

……

Lin Cheng flicked his sleeves and got on the horse.

"Are we leaving just like that?" Yun Shan asked.

Lin Cheng didn't speak, and looked back at the plaque hanging above the mansion.

He was wearing a moon-white robe, but his face was gloomy, as black as the bottom of a pot.

He was upset, very upset, because of some dispute with his family, Yunshan didn't dare to ask, shrank his head back, and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Fortunately, there is an old man who is used to getting along with each other, and he can take advantage of his age to say a few words, and others dare not do anything to him.

Elderly.

"Master, listen to my advice, let's go back, there is no overnight feud between father and son, he is a father, and he is also the commander-in-chief, so he should have face." The old man shouted from behind.

With a gloomy expression on Lin Cheng's face, he shook his head at others, "I won't return."

With a sound of "drive", he urged the horse to gallop along the street.

This time it seems that the old man's words are useless.

The old man and Yunshan glanced at each other, feeling very helpless, so they had no choice but to ride their horses to keep up.

I don't know where Lin Cheng is going. They haven't been in the capital for a long time, and the place is a little strange.

The capital city is as prosperous as ever. The shops and restaurants facing the street are all lit up, festooned with lights, and very lively. There is a night market, and many people walk on the street, like a city that never sleeps.

There was a sound of horseshoes, and they stomped heavily on the ground of the street, and pedestrians on the street gave way one after another.

Which prince and grandson's noble family's young master is traveling?It's too late to go out.

This is indeed too disturbing to the people. Lin Cheng is a parent official in a place, and he is considerate of the people. He has never traveled like this before.

This is too arrogant and too disturbing, probably because of anger.

The old man and Yunshan hurriedly lowered their eyes to avoid people's sight.

The young master doesn't return home, where is he going?

It's just that I didn't expect that there would be someone more arrogant and excessive than them at night.

A large group of horses and horses came galloping, all wearing black cloaks, from a distance it looked like a mass of dark clouds.

The pedestrians on the street gave way again, and the scene was a bit chaotic.

Someone had to back down to the side of the street, still yelling.

"It's so lawless, lawless."

"This is the imperial city, under the feet of the emperor, not your racecourse."

It's just that those people just cursed out of righteous indignation, and when the group of people approached and saw their faces clearly, they all fell silent and stared wide-eyed.

My dear, why are these masters.

In the chaos, everyone backed away again. You stepped on my shoes, and I bumped into your shoulder.

Jin Yiwei didn't look sideways, as if entering a land without people.

"It's Lin Cheng, the son of President Lin." Jin Yiwei found out, opened his clothes and pulled out the Xiuchun knife from his waist.

After chasing him all the way, he never expected Lin Cheng to appear here.

After a while of silence, everyone commotion, Lin Zongbing's son.

The news in the capital was well-informed, Zongbing Lin entered the palace during the day, and news about the Lin family spread all over the streets and alleys at night.

Poor thing, the northwest was protected by the Lin family, but the Lin family lost their son-in-law, because the Lin family's son-in-law was attacked and assassinated by the Tartars.

Thinking of what happened to the Lin family, everyone was very sad.

All eyes of the people fell on the boy in white clothes.

He seemed to be a little distracted, he didn't see the person in front of him, and he didn't have the consciousness to escape.

The brocade guards had already surrounded them.

"Do you want to take it?" Ye Baihu turned his head and asked the person next to him.

He looked a little hesitant. They were on the way to receive a new mission, something was delayed, and people were late. Lin Cheng had already arrived in the capital, and it was very likely that he had already met the emperor.

After seeing the emperor, there is no need for them to arrest him again.

This is the same prey, but at different times, the effect is different.

The all-in-one vermilion robes are particularly eye-catching in the night.

The boy in the white clothes had come to his senses, looking at the people and horses in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Huo, don't you want to catch me?"

Who is Mr. Huo?

The people looked at each other curiously and asked each other. Someone in the crowd muttered, "Master Qianhu, Fusi, Beizhen."

Master Qianhu, this sentence made everyone's heart beat faster, as if a beat was missed.

But this person is different from what they imagined. Mr. Huo is fat and white, with a kind face, as close as the shopkeeper of the shop next door.

People should not be judged by their appearance. Even if they grow up like this, everyone still avoids their eyes. The identity of Beizhen Fusi Qianhu alone is scary.

Mr. Huo really smiled warmly like a shopkeeper, "It's not necessary now."

no need?

Ye Baihu also understood, and he relaxed for a moment, but he didn't let go of his guard. Who knows if Lin Cheng is hostile.

"It's really not necessary. You don't have to arrest me to ask for credit from the emperor? I'm gone but it's not so easy to catch me back." Lin Cheng smiled, patted his clothes on the horse, and prepared to leave.

"Go home quickly." Mr. Huo said gently.

It seems like amiable and approachable.

Mr. Huo had already spoken, and the guards in Jin Yi stepped aside one after another.

With a smile on his face, Lin Cheng passed them, but when he was in front of Mr. Huo, he shook his hand.

He waved his hand slightly, the atmosphere was a little stagnant, Jin Yiwei didn't have time to react, only heard a "slap".

A red slap mark appeared on Mr. Huo's face.

How could there be such a mistake? Jin Yiwei has always been quick in action and quick in thinking.

This is too fast.

Jin Yiwei rushed towards Lin Cheng with their knives raised, and the old man and Yunshan next to him were also the first to rush out and stand in front of him.

"Stop it all." Huo Sanye wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, and there was a smell of blood.

For this familiar taste, men, especially people like them, have a bloodthirsty nature. Mr. Huo stuck out his tongue and licked it, then ate it.

This scene makes people dare not look directly at it.