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Chapter 45 The Confucian Scholar
Although the Lanxi Lin's manor occupies a huge area, it is not as luxurious as Zhao Rong imagined.

Rather, it is uniform and restrained.

Only black, white and grey are available.

In the misty mountains.

This continuous building.

From a distance, it is a undulating horse head wall, a black tile and white wall that complements each other, and a shadowy screen wall.

There are also arches shaped like arches.Flowing eaves and flying ridges, bucket arches and flower wings, beams and columns are decorated with hollow reliefs such as dragons, lions, cranes and deer.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Rong stopped to watch for a while. The number of this archway is amazing. It was erected in recognition of meritorious deeds, kodi, morality, and loyalty and filial piety. It is used to show merit.

It shows the character and achievements of every scholar surnamed Lin in this family for 700 years.

No wonder you can raise such a reader next to you.

Lin Wenruo restrained the smile on Chang Hang's face, and took Zhao Rong to visit the meeting arch, but did not introduce the deeds of these ancestors for him, nor the highly praised lettering above.

The two scholars stopped and walked, speaking very little.

Everyone was waiting not far away, looking at the two slender figures holding umbrellas under the tall archway.

After a while, the manor welcomed a large group of people, all stewards and domestic servants, who came out to welcome the master and distinguished guests.

"Ziyu, I'll show you the humble house in a moment." Lin Wenruo's mouth curled up, walking side by side with Zhao Rong, slightly leaning to the side to talk, the two followed a large group of people behind and walked slowly towards the manor.

"It's not raining enough today. If the rain stops tomorrow, I'll take you to have a good time in Lanxi."

Zhao Rong listened attentively, and when he heard this, he was noncommittal and did not answer.

Suddenly, a servant in a navy blue dress from the rear came up with a small step, and reported softly not far behind the two: "Master, Prime Minister Qin is waiting in Haitang Hall with a group of ministers."

"Tell Mr. Qin and the others to wait, and I'll go in a while." Lin Wenruo ordered casually without looking back, paused, and added another sentence. "Let the back chef also prepare dinner for them."

Immediately, he and Zhao Rong resumed the topic they just talked about.

After the slave received the master's order, he retreated as usual.

I don't think there is anything wrong with letting the prime minister and the court ministers come to the door to wait for a censor from the seventh grade.

"If Brother Wenruo has something to do, you don't need to accompany the younger brother. Just send someone to take us to the resting place." Zhao Rong glanced at Lin Wenruo and said seriously. "Tomorrow the rain will stop, my brother will leave and leave, I can't disturb brother Wen Ruo anymore."

"Where is Ziyu, I'll be angry if I keep doing this. It's just a small matter. I'll accompany you to visit the mansion and deal with it later." Lin Wenruo feigned anger, and then sighed.

"These days, the court was arguing endlessly every day, it was very annoying, and I didn't even give me a clean when I got home."

Seeing him like this, Zhao Rong couldn't shirk any longer, and nodded.

Zhao Rong and the three of them each had a yard to rest. After Lin Wenruo brought the three of them to settle down, he offered to show them around.

Liu Sanbian and Su Xiaoxiao both waved their hands to refuse. The former knew that the master here was so enthusiastic and definitely not because of him, so he didn't join in the fun, and before leaving, he told Zhao Rong not to forget today's practice, and the martial artist should not slack off for a moment.

The little fox demon was still sulking, feeling that Zhao Rong's kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and his cerebellum was still hurting.

Thinking of this, the little fox demon sniffed and glared at Zhao Rong, who was flirting with Lin Wenruo again.

Zhao Rong glanced at him and found someone's treasonous heart. He glared back at her, but he didn't expect that the little fox demon was not at all cowardly, with a small face and bigger eyes.

Zhao Rong raised his brows, how dare this air bag become more and more courageous, and now he is starting to resist being bullied.

Zhao Rong shook his head and didn't think much about it. He put the bookcase in his elegant courtyard surrounded by green willows and craggy rocks. He copied his hands and strolled around with Lin Wenruo.

"Ziyu, your little brother is a woman, right?" Lin Wenruo's mouth curled up.

"It's a girl."

"Just a man's dress is so handsome, if you change back to a woman's dress..." Lin Wenruo picked a hibiscus from a branch that broke into the hand porch, gently rubbed it, and sprinkled it into the pond beside the road, causing a slight wave , turned his head and said enviously, "Ziyu's beauty is not shallow."

"Don't talk nonsense, she's not what you think, she's just a stupid girl, stupid, just a few words or three words can deceive her into dizziness, and can't find Bei. If anyone puts on her in the future, it won't be every day. Look, work day and night."

Lin Wenruo pretended that he hadn't heard it, and sighed slightly: "Could it be that men who are good at poetry and prose are so popular? It was also in the academy before, and he was very proficient in poetry and poetry. My classmates are very jealous."

"Now Tzuyu is like this again, attracting beautiful women to post back, I really envy me and others."

Zhao Rong opened his eyes. "Okay, Lin Wenruo, if I hadn't heard that you took more than a dozen Fang Mei concubines, I would have believed in your evil and even made fun of me."

Although he didn't know who he was talking about, Zhao Rong could still hear the meaning.

"What did they say about me?" Lin Wenruo blinked.

"They say that you are a hungry ghost in sex. You take so many beautiful concubines, change one every day, and be the bridegroom every night."

"What do you think of Ziyu?"

"They gossip."

"It's still Tzuyu who knows me."

"Obviously the big quilt sleeps together."

"..."

The two wandered all the way, passing by the exquisite pavilions and pavilions, through the quiet and beautiful pool hall water corridor, and came to Lin Wenruo's study.

The name of the study is, Youweizhai.

It is located in a quiet garden and occupies a huge area. In the room is a large case of rosewood marble, with various celebrity law posts on the case, dozens of square treasure inkstones, various color pen holders, and the pens inserted in the pen sea are like trees.

On the other side is a large Ru kiln flower bag, full of white chrysanthemums with crystal balls.In the middle of the west wall hangs a large "Picture of Misty and Rain", and a pair of couplets hangs on the left and right.

"Practice and cultivate a name, and if you understand it, you will have peace of mind."

In the end, the largest area was a shelf of books, which almost filled half of the study.

"There are some Zhongnan spirits and rare treasures at home, but this is too tacky for my generation of Confucian scholars, so I'd better bring Ziyu to enjoy the elegant things."

Zhao Rong's eyes were dazzled by the variety of literary tributes in the study.

Lin Wenruo chuckled lightly, and took out the famous calligraphy, paintings and rare ancient books in his collection for Zhao Rong's evaluation. Zhao Rong read it with relish.

The two have similar interests, and they do not feel bored. Time flies by, and it is dusk in a blink of an eye, but because it is a rainy day, it seems that the sky is dark, but the Lin Mansion is brightly lit, as bright as day.

Zhao Rong said goodbye to Lin Wenruo. On the grounds that he was tired from the journey, he declined Lin Wenruo's invitation to the banquet and returned to his residence first.

Lin Wenruo watched Zhao Rong leave, and in his eyes, the latter's figure was pulled very long by the lights in the corridor.

"Is it still not enough?"

Lin Wenruo let out a sigh of relief, turned back to the study, walked to the desk, and took out several exquisite and unique pieces of the study, including fine brushes, ivory paper cutters, and a few isolated ancient books. come out.

Take it all alone.

These are some people's eyes lingering for a moment.

Lin Wenruo leisurely left the study and went to the Haitang Hall. When they got there, Qin Cheng and the other court officials had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him finally coming, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down, as if they had found their backbone.

"Sir." The crowd saluted.

Lin Wenruo smiled and nodded, then stepped forward to help the oldest old man in the crowd.

"Elder Qin, how many times have you said that you don't need to be so polite. You are my father's teacher. You have been helping the Lin family for so many years. Why are you so outspoken?" Lin Wenruo smiled helplessly.

"I heard that your body is not feeling well recently. When Qingchi will send some supplements to your house, please don't refuse. Your health is important, and the things at hand can be put aside first."

Prime Minister Qin was flattered, trembling slightly, and old tears were swirling, it must be Lanxi Lin, and he did his best for Zhongnan State Sheji, and then died.

Afterwards, Lin Wenruo chatted with everyone for a while, and then began to discuss business affairs.

An hour later, this private "little court meeting" ended, everyone dispersed, and there was only one person left in the Haitang Hall.

Lin Wenruo picked a chair at random and sat down, closing his eyes and resting.

Even when he was alone, he still kept his back straight and sat meticulously.

He looked left and right at the empty hall, tapped a finger on the back of the chair, and a rhythmic sound echoed in the hall.

"Master's guess is right. Qin Shiru does have two hearts. While betting on the master, he secretly shows his favor to Qingjingzi. It is his family's Erlang who leads the line." In the darkness behind Lin Wenruo, which could not be illuminated by light, there was a voice. Come. "It is estimated that there are many people like him in the court."

"Old rules, send them down." The man on the chair kept moving his fingers, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. "Neatly."

"Yes, sir, I will send it to Qin Mansion along with the supplements later."

"Keep pulling."

"The slaves have already given orders to go on, and there are people watching."

"well done."

"It's the master who predicts things like God."

Then the hall was quiet for a while, except for a rhythmically soft sound.

"master."

"Say."

"Do you want the group of people you brought back to check it out, especially that Confucian scholar?"

The voice just fell.

The rhythmic beeping stopped abruptly.

The hall fell silent.

(End of this chapter)