Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 809 Marriage Proposal and Brotherhood

As one of the places with the largest flow of people in the rivers and lakes, people can always hear some avant-garde news from the rivers and lakes guests from all over the world in the inn.

"Brother Lin's skills are not the same as before. I thought you have been in charge for so many years, and your skills have regressed."

At the table by the window of the inn, I saw two people sitting opposite each other. Jiangnan Chunxin, who was dressed in a blue shirt, was moving his chopsticks gracefully and quickly at the moment, sweeping away the dishes of delicious food on the table.

On the opposite side, Lin Chongyang lifted the jug, poured wine into the wine glass in front of his friend, and said with a light smile, "Brother Jiangnan is satisfied as long as he is satisfied."

It was only after he received a flying letter from his friend that he formally ended his meeting with Xianzong Wuming and got up directly to go to Xiwulin.

The content of the letter is very simple, it just outlines that Xia Chenglin came to Xiwulin to meet with Cui Luohan, after the two of them formally finalized the matter, they visited Jiangnan Chunxin together, and troubled him to send Lin Chongyang a flying letter.

Xia Chenglin himself could send letters, but out of etiquette considerations, he chose to ask his seniors to do it for him.

It can't be said that someone was hired to help matchmaking in advance, and the person was put aside after the matter was completed. Moreover, the senior is still a close friend of the master, and his personal qualities do not allow him to make such a rude decision.

Jiangnan Chunxin stopped his chopsticks, took a sip from his wine glass, and said very freely:
"I just said casually before, brother Lin cooks himself, what else can you be dissatisfied with?"

When the two met two hours ago, Lin Chongyang expressed his gratitude to his friend on behalf of the young apprentice, after all, the major events in his life had been settled.

During the conversation, Jiangnan Chunxin and his friends casually talked about the first time they met in the past, and lamented that the two of them had revisited their old places this time.

Then, he was dragged out of the residence by Lin Chongyang, and he revisited the old place in a real way.

The two are now at the branch of the Longmen Inn that the ordinary Confucian students of Defeng Gudao and the ordinary students of Tang Wen Mengze met for the first time on the land of Xiwulin two thousand and 100 years ago.

Director Lin cooked the kitchen himself, and cooked a table of delicious dishes for Chief Tang Wenmengze as a token of gratitude. The last time he cooked to thank his friends was after the recasting of the Emperor of God was completed.

Obviously a long time has passed, as if it only happened yesterday.

Jiangnan Chunxin had no objection to the position of secretary. He only accepted the position for the sake of his friends back then. It was just right for him to send his young apprentice Yu Linling to the Confucian school for training.

"After dawn, it's time for Brother Lin to bring someone to propose marriage."

"Time flies so fast."

"I don't know what happened to others, Brother Lin, you are no different now than you were back then."

"Isn't Brother Jiangnan the same?"

After cleaning up the delicacies on the table, Jiangnan Chunxin looked his friend up and down, and said:

"To be honest, brother Lin, you really show signs of reverse growth. It gives people a completely different feeling from the last time we met at my place, let alone the earlier years."

"Born from the heart, it's just a return to the peak."

Lin Chongyang chuckled indifferently to his friend's words, and explained to him:

"This is the most suitable state for me. I can calm down to practice, overlook the changes in the world, and I won't lose the spirit in my heart, and I won't let this blood turn cold with the passage of time."

"I don't know about cultivation, but Brother He Lin's great wish is not to fall."

Jiangnan Chunxin picked up the wine glass and drank it down. He was happy for his friend's entry, because it was a difficult road to walk.

"Borrow Jiangnan brother's auspicious words." Lin Chongyang also raised his glass and drank it down.

As he said before, who can guarantee that the decision he can make every time is absolutely correct, everyone in the world is walking on the road, and he is just a few steps ahead of others.

"Ha, that's your business, remember to let me know if you need it." Jiang Nanchunxin put down his glass and said with a smile: "Casting is a way of specialization, and my little apprentice still has a long way to go. It's an ancient way, and I still need to trouble brother Lin to take care of it."

"Brother Jiangnan, do you have any plans for the future?"

"She wants to go back to Aofeng to have a look, and I should accompany her back."

"That's not bad either."

"Where's Brother Lin? What are you going to do next? I looked at the younger generations of the two of them earlier, and they don't seem like people who can get married soon."

"Getting married depends on their arrangements. Wuxia and I have also been procrastinating for hundreds of years. Brother Jiangnan, you and your friends are also procrastinating. To Xiantian, this time is nothing, and it will pass after one meditation retreat."

"That's right, although your in-laws don't practice martial arts, they can't be treated as ordinary people."

"Personally, I still wish them the best as soon as possible."

"Ha, it's not like everyone is like you and Immortal Jian, who act vigorously and decisively. Give them more time."

Time passed, the east was white, and the sun rose slowly from the changing clouds and mist, leaping over the mountains.

Illuminating the sea of ​​clouds, colorful and splendid, and thousands of rays of sunlight sprinkled on the earth, reflecting two figures walking slowly in the forest, and they stopped after crossing the forest.

Jiangnan Chunxin waved his folding fan, and said in a casual tone, "Just send it here, Brother Lin, you should go and work for the younger generation."

"I hope that when we meet next time, we can drink a glass of wedding wine." Lin Chongyang replied.

"How can it be so fast! Let's go, no delivery."

Jiangnan Chunxin, who was walking, paused, and immediately closed the folding fan in his hand, and then raised his shoulders and waved it casually:

"I am free and unrestrained, but this is the only way to thrive. Stone fire, electric light, and life are mistaken for my life; Zilongying is here at my fingertips, and I can travel with a superb skill."

Amidst the free and easy poetry, a rainbow flashed across the morning sky.

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When Lin Chongyang took Xia Chenglin to visit Wanyi Shangbao, it was already in the morning, and he said it was a door-to-door marriage proposal. In fact, under the premise that the two parties had agreed, it was better to say it was a meeting of ordinary parents.

In the elegant and rustic living room, one middle school and one young are sitting in the left and right seats respectively, having a happy conversation.

A pair of young men and women stood on both sides, looking a little embarrassed.

The middle-aged Cui Luohan's father, Cui Wanyi, and the young man, Xia Chenglin's master, Lin Chongyang, looked at the middle-aged man calling the young man Xiongtai, and the two of them thought how weird it was.

Although, there is no problem in terms of age, and even this is because of the relationship between the two younger generations, Cui Wanyi took advantage of it.

But this seems too strange, and the visual impact is not generally great.

Xia Chenglin can now understand how Wudu feels when others mention the single-edged sword genre in front of Wudu. The key is that he can't say anything yet.

What do you call it if you don't call it Xiongtai?There is no other suitable name.

You can't imitate other people to call them Zunjia, it's obviously not polite, calling them young will mess up their seniority again, and it will not be good to say it out, all kinds of reasons have created the embarrassment of the two juniors.

Cuiwan himself had no objections, and Lin Chongyang didn't think there was anything wrong, they didn't care about it. As for the content of the conversation, thanks to the contribution of the former director Xia Kanxuan, Lin Chongyang could understand a little bit about everything.

(End of this chapter)