Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Lin Jinyun's reply came very quickly. While expressing his joy, he also attached a detailed deployment plan.

Lin Jinyu didn't delay for a moment, and immediately arranged a convoy, mobilized a part of the old army department in the canyon, together with 3,000 government soldiers, to deliver vegetables to the states and counties in batches.

Lin Qingluo took two little elves to pick vegetables from various vegetable fields.

The two treasures were circling around in the vegetable field, playing and helping the master at the same time, laughing and laughing very happily.

Jin Jing also often came to help, feeling the joy of the harvest, listening to the cheerful laughter of the two treasures, and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

*

The day of the official departure has arrived.

Lin Qingluo took Huya and his daughter-in-law Huniu, Leibao, into the Yuanshi Orb and escorted them back to the capital city.

The old troops in the army in the canyon lined up to see them off. Someone hummed the folk songs of the Northland, which attracted a group of rough men to greet them in unison, and shed tears on the spot.

Both the old man and Lord Zhen Guo blushed and waved goodbye to their subordinates. The images of galloping horses and galloping on the battlefield when they were young flashed through their minds, adding a bit of freedom and boldness.

*

Three days later, Liyang, Kyoto.

In the early winter season, layers of dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and thunder rolled, and it looked like it was going to snow.

The horse neighed for a long time, and was startled by the sudden thunder, and snorted irritably.

Lin Jinyun, dressed in black and armor, rode a horse, facing the cold winter wind, and led a group of Lin family soldiers, waiting outside the southwest gate leading to Foshou Temple.

Thousands of light cavalry were full of energy, and they lined up neatly behind him in a rectangular formation.

The southwest gate, the city gate is open to both sides, tens of meters in front of the city tower, the three chiefs of the imperial court are dressed in official mansions, with their hair tied and hats, standing at the forefront of all civil and military officials.

Xu Ruyun looked ahead, her handsome brows were full of excitement that couldn't be concealed.

I met Lin Qingluo nine years ago, and the scene of our first encounter is vivid in my memory.

Back then, that little girl who ran towards her without fear, stepping on the **** ground, had grown into an invincible God of War.

Now, what the people want and what everyone expects, is about to ascend to the throne.

*

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and the sound of horseshoes was rushing from far to near. The messengers came quickly from outside the city, came to Lin Jinyun, dismounted, knelt down on one knee, and reported loudly.

"Report to the general that the convoy has reached Yilipo, and there is still half a stick of incense to reach the gate of the city."

"Do you want half a stick of incense? I'm so exhausted."

"I waited from early morning until noon, didn't even eat food, and my legs almost broke when I stood up."

"Isn't it just to pick up Duke Zhen, what's the big deal, it's going to be such a big fight."

"That's right, civil and military officials, no matter how big or small they are, line up to welcome Duke Zhen. If they don't know, they think the emperor is here."

"Shh, keep your voice down, you don't want heads anymore, dare to criticize Lord Zhen, think about the fate of the Northern Qi monarch, a hundred heads are not enough to lose."

"Having said that, Lord Zhen is not an emperor after all, so it's fine to greet him according to the royal etiquette. If he has to be of the highest rank, he looks like an emperor. Once this matter spreads, it will not be able to stop people from all over the world."

"Are you stupid? Is this to welcome the Duke of Zhen? How can there be such a big battle to welcome the Duke of Zhen? Thinking with your toes, you can understand that there is someone else to welcome."

The snow was falling more and more heavily, and there were many people in it. Among the officials, some people were dissatisfied and made a small noise.

Lin Jinyun frowned lightly, his right hand holding the rein tightened, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

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