"Lin Dongze, Lin Dongze"

Someone is calling.

Immediately afterwards, someone responded.

It uses the rare Minzhou dialect.

He shouldn't be very old.

Qin Yuan looked over curiously.

He is a young man in his twenties, tall and thin.

Hey, he looks a bit like the same person.

"Brother Lin, I finally found you. Several students have complained to Jijiu, saying they don't understand you. Jijiu asked me to let you know that within half a month, if you can't speak Mandarin well again, you, an associate professor, will

I told you not to do it."

The man who called people talked to the young man for a while and then left.

Lin Dongze!!!

This name is like lightning flashing across the night sky.

Qin Yuan remembered.

Song Yufu mentioned that Lin Yidong's son Lin Dong had returned to the capital.

No wonder he looks a bit like Lin Yidong.

Qin Yuan walked over and looked for a book.

While looking at him.

After nineteen years of not seeing each other, the child he rescued from a beggar's den had grown from a little kid to an adult.

Lin Dong raised his head, smiled at Qin Yuan, lowered his head and continued reading.

"Are you the new Archdeacon?"

Qin Yuan asked.

The associate professor is equivalent to a teaching assistant.

"yes"

Lin Dongze raised his head again, looked at Qin Yuan for a while, and then said: "You don't seem to be the emperor's teacher?"

Jiaoyu is the official teacher of the academy.

"I am a recordkeeper at Zuo Shi Yuan, and I come here to read books occasionally."

There are not many places in the capital that have many miscellaneous books, and Taixue Tianlu Pavilion is one of them.

Qin Yuan has been coming here often since several years ago.

It's usually once every few months here.

Qin Yuan's routine is a little different from ordinary people's routine.

"You are a historian, someone who records words and deeds."

Lin Dong's eyes widened.

Thinking of something, he hesitated and asked tentatively: "You must have come into contact with many celebrities?"

"In the past twenty years, I have seen most of the things that can leave a mark in the history books."

Qin Yuan knew who Lin Dongze wanted to ask, and said directly: "There is a person with the same surname as you, named Lin Yidong, who left the deepest impression on me."

"Lin Yidong"

Lin Dongze's breathing became a little rapid.

Still too young.

Don't know how to hide yourself.

"Your surname is Lin, and you speak Minzhou dialect. You can't be his son, right?"

Qin Yuan said deliberately.

"Lin Yidong is my father"

Lin Dongze said.

There is nothing that cannot be admitted.

With the change of dynasty and the chaos within the party, his father's rebellion has long been a thing of the past.

"Hero Hu Zi"

Qin Yuan's words made Lin Dongze a little stunned: "Why does the record say that?"

"Didn't the monster that caused trouble in Minzhou die in your hands last year?"

Qin Yuan heard about this from someone in Bada Hutong.

It is said that a young man named Lin Dongze in Minzhou defeated a demon by borrowing the spirit of the people around him.

Everyone took it as a joke.

Qin Yuan doesn't think so.

This world is full of wonders, and there is no guarantee that Lin Dong will not use some strange methods.

"You know all about this"

Lin Dong was very surprised.

What he chased away was just a little monster.

It also uses common Buddhist, Taoist and Western methods of gathering faith that have appeared in recent years.

"I am a historian who records words and deeds. There is nothing I don't know."

Qin Yuan looked confident.

"When I was a child, I fell into the hands of a beggar gang and was rescued by a golden man. You couldn't have known that."

Lin Dong shook his head.

Memories flashed across his face.

Although a long time has passed, the image of the golden man and the words he said are still imprinted in his mind.

"Golden Man?"

Qin Yuan pretended to be surprised.

"I guess my benefactor has practiced the same martial arts as my father, the indestructible power of the Vajra."

Lin Dongze's expression became a little gloomy: "The indestructible power of the Vajra is extremely life-consuming. After so many years, my benefactor may have passed away."

"It's a pity"

Qin Yuan said pretending to be sorry.

after awhile.

"Record, is Zuo Shi Yuan still short of manpower?"

Lin Dong asked.

"Are you unhappy here?"

Qin Yuan asked knowingly.

"Um"

Lin Dong nodded: "I'm not very good at speaking Mandarin."

“Not being able to speak Mandarin is definitely a problem.”

Qin Yuan had previously opened the back door to let Li Shoumin into Zuo Shiyuan.

It's not that there is no bottom line at all.

At least, Li Shoumin's Mandarin is pretty good.

"oh"

Lin Dong felt a little disappointed because Qin Yuan rejected him.

"If you don't know the official saying well, you can learn it slowly. If you can do it well, it shows that you are also a good learner."

Qin Yuan smiled.

Lin Dong thought he heard wrongly and confirmed again: "You agreed."

Qin Yuan nodded.

When you have free time, help the younger generation, otherwise what would you do with such a long life?
To be continued...