Xu Zhong walked through the corridor. He lowered his head and dared not look at anything. He could hear the birdsong and smell the fragrance of flowers, but he was not in the mood to appreciate all of this. He walked very fast, as if someone was behind him. Chasing him.

"What are you doing? A ghost chasing you?" The man standing in front frowned and looked at him.

Xu Zhong was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He looked up and saw the man, then quickly lowered his head, making a sound like a mosquito: "Brother Lu."

Lu Zhao sternly said to him: "Hold your head up, does your family teach you that?"

Xu Zhong's face was flushed with shame, and finally raised his head.

He looks good, with big eyes and a pointed chin, like a little white rabbit. He has a weak crown, but he is always regarded as a boy. He is not tempered and courageous. Not many people like him at home. , The brothers think he has no masculinity, and his parents think he is different from his family.

It's not good to read, and it's not good to do things. It's just about appearance-it's not one of the best.

So he was sent to Lin Yuan's side.

Lin Yuan also observed and found that Xu Zhong was reading acid books. There were two types of scholars.

The first is the students taught by Sour Master. They are pedantic and honest. They can't do bad things but they can't do good things. They hold the book as a golden rule, and he does what he says in the book without knowing how to work.

The second type is smart people. They read and read books, but books are only tools, they don’t believe it all, and they don’t believe it. This kind of person is either a capable minister or a servant.

But the first type is common, the second type is rare.

Xu Zhong is the first one. He also said that he is not heroic, nor does he show up like Chu Lin.

He doesn't have the vigor of a man, nor the innocence and liveliness of a young man. His eyes are big, but because of the sharp chin, he is a little bit petty.

He doesn't know how to deal with people, and he doesn't know how to do practical things. He is the kind of character who lives in modern times and is definitely a family.

And has a very strong self-esteem.

He committed suicide when he first arrived in Lin Yuan Mansion. He was rescued by his roommate, cried a few times, and was sick for a few months before he walked out of the house again.

Lu Zhaochong said: "What do you look like? If Ling Zun Lingtang knows, I am afraid that you will be removed from the family tree immediately!"

Xu Zhong was taken aback, his nose sour, tears in his eyes, grievances, and said: "I don't want to come, it's not myself..."

Lu Zhao sighed, "Then you still have a white silk to kill yourself."

Xu Zhong didn't say anything, looking at Lu Zhao, his nose came out from his nostrils, with a silly face, which made people feel pitiful and ridiculous.

Lu Zhao: "Back then Han Xin was able to endure the humiliation under the hips, but now you can't bear it anymore? The South Bodhisattva didn't really call us to sleep, so where is it that we must die?"

"If you are scrupulous about your reputation, you should have cut yourself off when you are called. Now that you look like this, who do you want to show?"

"Look at that Chu Lin? He is very different from before." Lu Zhao's expression was a little envious. "He is now an official of courtesy, next to the South Bodhisattva, and can even ask for politics! He is just like us, The beginning was just a gadget."

Xu Zhong whispered: "Is Israel matters for people, how long can it last?"

Lu Zhao looked at him and snorted coldly: "Some people don't even have the ability to deal with people in Israel. If you just talk about the face, you may not be able to match Chu Lin? Except for Chu Lin, how are you better than Jiang Xu?"

Xu Zhong turned his head and said, "Then Nan Bodhisattva should let me go home!"

Lu Zhao felt that he was playing the piano against cattle, and he was impatient: "If you don't let you go back, you will be protected!"

Xu Zhong: "What is the reason for this?"

Lu Zhao thought, the Xu family raised such a son, maybe he hadn’t cultivated it since the beginning. If they wanted to harm someone’s family, they could just let Xu Zhong go out and be someone else’s son-in-law. In half a year, they would be able to disturb them. It was restless.

"There are so many people here, you can see who has gone back?" Lu Zhao, "If you go to be the first one, let alone you, your family can still have a place in Taizhou? Others don't care if you want to. When you go back, you will only feel that this person is disgusted by the Nan Bodhisattva. It must be bad. If you offend the Nan Bodhisattva, will they still give you a face?"

"Even if you want to go back, you have to go back gracefully."

Lu Zhao straightened his collar and smiled at Xu Zhong: "At least you have to be like Chu Lin before you can go back."

Xu Zhong was taken aback: "Brother Lu...you..."

Lu Zhaozhi said with satisfaction: "Anzhi I am not the second Chu Lin?"

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Chu Lin became an upstart, and he returned to Gaoyou with Hajizhang, and soon became a guest of Lin Yuan. At first, he was afraid that Lin Yuan would tell Hajizhang the truth. After all, he was a liar, but he had never been a liar. what!At this age, the only time he lied was to Harzhang.

He had never done anything that was not a gentleman before.

He was fidgeting, feeling like a thorn in the chair under his hips.

But Chu Lin's uneasiness cannot be seen from his appearance. When the people handed tea, Chu Lin politely smiled at the little maid. The maid’s face instantly turned red. When he raised his head again, Chu Lin’s eyes looked like With the hooks, even the eyes are moisturized, and he looks a little more beautiful than before.

It's a pity that Chu Lin has always been puzzled by style. He was looked at like this since he was a child, so he thought that people were like this.

Lin Yuan was in the same room with Hashizhang at this time.

Hashizhang is a Mongolian, but he is not as rough as most Mongolian civilians.

He can be regarded as a model of thick, medium and thin, with a sharp face, high eyebrows, deep nose, and deep eyes. Because of his age, he does not appear aggressive just by looking at his appearance. It is estimated that there were rascals in his ancestors. The genes of this kind, otherwise most Mongolians will not grow up like this. It is said that Xinjiang people still resemble some.

Hashizhang was welcomed into the palace as soon as he entered the city, and he understood what had happened almost instantly.

He was calculated, and this knowledge made him angry.

But he turned his head to look at Chu Lin beside him, and saw Chu Lin's completely innocent face, the anger slowly subsided.

By the time he sat in the study, he was completely out of breath.

Just lost.

His family is no longer a nobleman, what good does this Nan Bosara have for him?

There must be a purpose before action?

Just when Hashizhang was puzzled, he heard the white-faced young man say: "Your father has been saved by me."

Ha Shizhang's hands and feet were stiff.

"You...you..." Hashizhang couldn't believe it, he thought he would never see his father again in this life!

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "But he is really not obedient, and he can only be closed now. Did you persuade me to convince your father?"

Ha Saizhang stood up instantly and stared at Lin Yuan murderously: "Why are you imprisoning my father?! What is your intention?!"

He had a bunch of questions: "You let Brother Chu blind me! Why don't you keep blinding me? Tell me now, so you are not afraid that I will take your life right now?!"

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "My son, if you can come close to me, why not give you this life?"

Lin Yuan looked at the young man in front of him, vigorous but vigilant. He said, "I was sent by the person who saved you. If I asked them to bring you here, would you convince me?"

Harzhang snorted coldly: "Do you think I will serve you now?"

Lin Yuan smiled: "Lord, in the past few months, you may not have no feelings?"

If he had sent someone to rob Ha Saizhang at that time, Ha Saizhang would not appreciate him, even if he was grateful, he would not do anything for him.

He will only lower his noble head when he is soberly aware that the world is so big that he has no place for his father and son except for Gaoyou.

The places Chu Lin took him to were all impoverished villages. He had seen the world to be poor and miserable, and he had seen the most expensive and rich. He saw that Chu Lin was innocent, so he could do a real thing in front of Chu Lin. Yourself.

He used to be in the sky, and his ears and eyes were all major national events. Sudden changes occurred, but the changes were too great.

Only in this way can his feet fall to the ground, and his eyes can look at others.

Hashizhang looked at Lin Yuan with eyes like wolves: "The South Bodhisattva has a magical calculation, I am afraid that our father and son have already been on the idea?"

Lin Yuan shook his head: "It's not your father and son."

Harzhang looked at him mockingly.

Lin Yuan: "The eldest son doesn't necessarily think he is too high, I see only your father free."

Hashizhang calmed down.

Hachazhang: "My father will not fight for you."

Lin Yuan shook his head: "It's not a war, I want your father to be in charge of farming and water conservancy."

Hacizhang's eyes widened.

He thought that Lin Yuan tried his best to let his father go against the court, but... farming and water conservancy?

Lin Yuan: "So, not only can he show off his talents, but also make him live up to his ancestors, right?"

Tuotuo is a capable minister, he can fight wars, and he has made great achievements in agriculture.

But in terms of politics...

Before the Yellow River burst, the Yuan Dynasty’s finances simply couldn’t afford the money for repairs. This happened frequently in real time. From the perspective of the people, it should be managed, but from the perspective of the court, it should not be managed because the world was already in chaos. , The money should be spent on munitions procurement.

It is to stand out and reject all opinions and advocate repairs, but there is no money.

So Tuotuo thought of a solution that was easy to say, but a lot of problems in doing it-he issued new banknotes and directly inflated the inflatable currency. From then on, the banknotes became Waste paper.

Lin Yuan is not going to let Tuotuo participate in politics, he wants Tuotuo to become a technician.

After the Yuan Dynasty had no strength for a battle, Tutuo could be put on the battlefield, and Tutuo would be able to give the Mongolian people some confidence.

Ethnic integration is a major trend. He doesn't want to be like the Qing Dynasty, who obviously sat in the world, but still has to pay for Mongolia.

Married to so many princesses outside Guan, how many survived to the end of their lives?

Lin Yuan sighed, and said to himself in his heart: "Play steadily, slowly, not in a hurry."

He doesn't know how many things he can do in his lifetime, and may do as much as possible.

God told him to cross, not to ask him to sit and eat and wait for the dead.