Finest Servant

After not returning for a year, Jinling City is more prosperous than ever. The streets are bustling with pedestrians, hawking and shouting. Teahouses and restaurants, Goulan Chu Pavilion, are full of laughter and noise, and there is kindness in the noise.

Walking by the shore of Xuanwu Lake, the scene when I met Miss Xiao for the first time in the past reappeared silently in my mind, and I felt very warm.

The "Food is Immortal" restaurant founded by him, under the ingenious management, has continued to prosper and become a leader in Jinling City. Although it's not yet noon, the head office by the Xuanwu Lake is already bustling with people.

Walking upstairs, I saw the latest preferential measures of this month posted on the wall. There were many onlookers, and the store was already full. The guys were yelling loudly, serving tea and wine to and fro, and it was a busy and prosperous scene.

Behind the counter stood a young shopkeeper, who was sweating profusely keeping accounts and settling accounts, very busy.

"Qingshan!" Lin Wanrong called with a smile.

The young man hurriedly raised his head, and when he saw him, he froze for a moment.

"Brother, brother-in-law—" After a long time, Dong Qingshan woke up like a dream, rushed over excitedly, hugged him tightly, and shouted excitedly.

Not seen for more than a year, Qingshan has grown taller and stronger, and the childishness on his face has long since faded. The ignorant boy who followed him and worshiped him with reverent eyes in the past has grown into a heroic young man, which makes people feel the speed of time .

The two brothers reunited after a long absence, Dong Qingshan danced excitedly, he didn't bother to write down the account book, so he pushed it to Mr. Accountant. Pulling Lin Wanrong's sleeve, he said anxiously, "Brother, why are you back? Where's sister?"

Lin Wanrong nodded and said: "Qiaoqiao is still in the middle of Beijing, she has a lot of family affairs, she can't go away for a while. I want to go to sea from Lianyungang. I will go to Korea, so I will come back to have a look. Qingshan, I haven't seen you this year. Your kid is getting better and better. I'm getting more and more energetic, not bad not bad!"

Xun Qingshan proudly said: "That's right, don't look at who my elder brother is? Now not only in Jinling City, but even in Jiangsu Province, our Hongxing name is very famous. No one dares to bully us anymore! "

"It's a good thing that no one is bullying, but we can't take advantage of our power to bully others, especially those kind-hearted people. Otherwise, we will be no different from people like Cheng Ruinian in the past, and we will be trampled out one day. do you understand?"

"I know this," Qingshan said respectfully, "my sister told me long ago. We were bullied before. If we gain power and bully others, we will be no different from those bullies. Brother Hong Xing, Never be such a villain. We have long stopped collecting protection fees, let alone allowing others to. Now Beidou and the others open tea houses, run shipping services, and transport official salt.

Both respected and prosperous, thousands of brothers are self-sufficient. The silver came rushing. "

The underworld runs a business, which is called bleaching, and this kid Qingshan has learned without a teacher. Lin Wanrong laughed happily: "Okay, okay, you did the right thing. Blindly fighting and killing won't last long, and management is the kingly way."

The two chatted for a while. Qingshan told him some interesting stories about Jinling, which made him miss it very much.

After talking for a while, Lin Wanrong looked around and asked strangely, "Why didn't you see your father-in-law?"

"Father's semicolon on the other side of the Qinhuai River." Qingshan said distressedly: "Our three restaurants in Jinling are full of customers every day. My father and I are so busy that we can't manage it even if we have hired a few accountants. It’s good that sister and elder brother are here!”

"Business is a good thing, there is money to make!" Lin Wanrong smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry. When I come back from Korea this time, I will take you and my father-in-law to the capital to have fun—"

"Really?" Dong Qingshan jumped up excitedly. Hugging his shoulders tightly: "Brother, I've wanted to visit the capital for a long time. Xiao Luo has already written to invite me several times!"

Lin Wanrong smiled and nodded, looking at the happy appearance of the little brother. He was extremely happy in his heart.

Chatting with Qingshan was lively, before he knew it was noon, remembering that the Xiao family hadn't returned yet, he hurriedly got up. Qing Shan held him back and said, "Brother, are you going to see Miss Xiao?"

Lin Wanrong nodded, and Qingshan smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't see anyone if you go now. This morning, Mrs. Xiao and the eldest lady went to the Qixia Temple outside the city to offer incense. When they passed by our shop, they were still with me. How many words did you say?"

Qixia Temple? Lin Wanrong's heart warmed when he heard this, and he suddenly remembered how the second lady prayed devoutly for him after Ramadan, when he was captured by the White Lotus Sect. Unable to hold back any longer, he hurriedly said, "I'll go to Qixia Temple to find them."

He left as soon as he said he would, rode his horse out of the city, and galloped all the way.

Qixia Temple is located in the east of Jinling, where the incense is at its peak and has a long-standing reputation. Lin Wanrong had already been here several times, and she was already there in less than half an hour.

Walking to the gate, I didn't see the sedan chair and carriage of Xiao's residence, and I didn't know which hall the eldest lady and his wife were burning incense in, so they went straight to the temple.

Today, there are not many pilgrims, and the Qixia Temple is quiet, with a few broken leaves falling on the ground, and there is a rattling sound when they are stepped on.

He walked around several halls in one go, but he didn't see the mother and daughter of the Xiao family, so he felt a little strange. Seeing that the place where he was standing was facing the back door of the Daxiong Palace, he walked in.

The apse was empty, and it was so silent that the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. The Bodhisattva with the golden body was solemn, he saluted hastily, and was about to get up and leave when he heard a faint sigh slowly coming from the front hall.

"Greatly merciful Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, I beg you, old man, to bless that hateful man and let him return safely as soon as possible. Disciple Xiao Yuruo, I kowtow to you—"

Although the voice was low, it was very distinct in his ears. He hurriedly grabbed the desk, and sneaked his head towards the front hall.

On the golden futon in front of the incense table, a slender woman knelt down silently on the ground, kowtowed, and then slowly straightened up after a long time.

After being separated from Xiao Yuruo for two months, she seemed to have lost a lot of energy, with a touch of lovesickness and sadness hanging on her crystal-clear jade cheeks, her breasts were enlarged and her waist was slender, her white skirt was flowing, her figure was tall and straight, and she was even more charming.

"Miss,

Miss—" A trembling, faint voice called, like a fairy voice from outside, slowly drifting in the empty hall.

Xiao Yuruo's delicate body trembled slightly. He looked around suspiciously. But nothing unusual was found.

She raised her head in a daze, looked up at the solemn treasure, and murmured: "Bodhisattva, are you talking to the disciple? Why does it seem to be his voice?"

"Bodhisattva" hummed and said: "It's the so-called thinking day by day and dreaming at night. You hear other people's voices as his words. It shows that you love him to the extreme!"

The eldest lady's cheeks were flushed, she lowered her head tenderly, suddenly felt that something was wrong, she looked around suddenly, and said in surprise: "Who is it?!"

A person quietly walked out of the apse. He giggled and said, "Miss, you will always be the most beautiful Bodhisattva in my heart!"

"You, you—" Xiao Yuruo opened her mouth, and tears flowed out in surprise: "Why are you here——you're here to lie to me again?!"

"Don't cry, don't cry!" Seeing the crystal tears in her eyes, Lin Wanrong's heart turned tenderly. He walked up quickly and took her into his arms: "I just arrived in Jinling, and I heard that you were in Qixia Temple. I rushed here without stopping, but I didn't lie to you."

Seeing that he was covered in dust and dirt, even the sweat stains on his face hadn't been wiped off, it was obvious that he had been traveling for a long time. The eldest lady's eyes softened, she took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom, gently wiped off the dust on his face, and said angrily: "I don't believe it! It's true that you rushed to see your crescent moon without stopping!"

Lin Wanrong grinned: "I'm going to visit her. I've traveled eight thousand miles. But in order to see my eldest lady, I'd rather walk another ten thousand miles!"

Xiao Yuruo's cheeks were flushed, and she glanced at him tenderly. Shy and happy, he said lightly: "Nonsense. It's eight thousand and ten thousand. Could it be that you are a scud?"

He and the young lady walked together through ups and downs along the way. The friendship built up in the fighting is sincere and warm.

Looking at Xiao Yuruo's shy and infinitely jade-like cheeks, many past events came to his mind like a wind, tenderness abounded in his heart, he grabbed the eldest lady suddenly, and knelt down on the futon.

"All the Bodhisattvas and Grandpa Arhats in the seat are invited to testify. I, Lin Wanrong, wish to love my eldest lady for life and life. Share sorrow and joy with her, life and death together. If you violate this oath, let me die under the five thunders." He looked Solemn, respectful kowtow. There was a firm light in his eyes.

The young lady was overjoyed and couldn't help crying down her cheeks. She looked at him tenderly, and said softly, "Xiao Yuruo, the little girl, is willing to marry me, Lin Lang, to be my wife, to accompany him and serve him forever, to sleep with him in life, and to share the same acupuncture point in death. She is called Wuyue Shilan, and I will wait for him." The heart of a gentleman, I will never change my resolve!!"

Lin Wanrong laughed and stood up: "Miss, you can't run away now!"

Xiao Yuruo looked at him shyly, blushed and said angrily, "Since you, a shameless person, tied the red thread to my feet, even if I wanted to run, there was no way out!"

Speaking of the red line, there are countless memories, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Lin Wanrong took her hand and whispered in her ear: "Miss, show me the red line!"

The red thread was tied around the ankle, how could he show it to him? Xiao Yuruo's cheeks glowed, she shook her head slowly, and said in a trembling voice, "No, you're dishonest!"

Lin Wanrong blinked, took her hand and said secretly: "Then you can show me when you go back tonight, okay?"

Xiao Yuruo's heart was beating wildly, her face was red, she clearly wanted to nod, but she couldn't do it anyway.

Lin Wanrong was fascinated by that shy and charming appearance, and couldn't help but kissed her gently on her soft cheek.

The eldest lady trembled and held his hand tightly, unwilling to let go for a moment.

"Hmm, um—" Suddenly, several heavy coughs sounded from the gate of the palace, awakening the two of them sweetly.

Lin Wanrong turned around hastily and was startled: "Ma'am!"

"Lin San, long time no see!" Mrs. Xiao stood at the door, silently looked him up and smiled.

It has been half a year since we saw off in the capital. Not seen these days, Mrs. Xiao's beautiful cheeks are faintly thin, red lips and jade face, plump figure, her demeanor is still undiminished.

My mother caught me with my sweetheart's petty gestures. Miss Xiao was so ashamed that she hurriedly pulled out her little hand that was held by him.

However, Lin Wanrong didn't give in at all. He held her jade hand tightly, nodded and sighed: "Yes, it's been a long time. I don't know how your wife is doing recently?"

"That's good." Mrs. Xiao replied, looking at the sweetness of the two of them, she shook her head helplessly: "Yu Ruo, come with me!"

The eldest lady hummed softly, and glared at Lin Wanrong in embarrassment. The charming appearance that was both happy and angry made his heart sway.

After walking to the courtyard and away from the main hall, Mrs. Xiao stopped and turned around slowly. Xiao Yuruo bowed her head guiltyly: "Mother, what teaching do you have?"

Mrs. Xiao snorted, and blamed a little: "The main hall is a place for Bodhisattvas to practice, how can you mess around there?"

The young lady's cheeks were hot and she didn't dare to say anything, Lin Wanrong hurriedly said: "No nonsense, madam misunderstood! It was the young lady who promised to marry me, so I couldn't help but kiss her. It was very pure, and there was absolutely no meaning of profanity."

Pure kiss? Madam gave him a funny look, and snorted: "You don't need to guess, you know it's your idea. If you treat Yu Ruo sincerely, then don't make things difficult for her, understand?"

"Yes, yes. Definitely, definitely!" Lin Wanrong nodded in cold sweat.

With his current status, he is still so afraid of his wife. The eldest lady smiled at the ground, her heart was extremely gentle, she secretly tightened his hand, and said coquettishly: "You are not allowed to bully me in the future, otherwise, mother will not forgive me." over yours."

"Then what if you bully me? What will happen to Madam?" Lin Wanrong asked hastily.

"Does it need to be said?" The eldest lady smiled lightly: "Of course I helped me! You will be bullied by me forever, understand?"