Festival 12

Gongzhou City, Linjiazhuang.

This is the center of the nearby farmland controlled by the Lin family and the largest settlement outside the city of Gongzhou.

Today, Linjiazhuang is particularly lively, with all kinds of people coming, and the ox, horse and carriage are flowing continuously... It can be said that the last time the Lin family was so glorious, it was when Lin Fei was promoted to a third-rank official.

The transportation between Sichuan and Shu is not very convenient, which has led to a more closed social circle between Shu and the outside world. In this social circle, the Lin family is undoubtedly the most dazzling group.

Although the Qin Mansion's entry into the Lin family suffered a great impact, the Lin family's century-old reputation did not fade so easily.

This time, the Lin family's anti-Qin conference was able to convene so many participants. In addition to the fact that the Qin Mansion really attracted people to hate, the biggest reason was the prestige accumulated by the Lin family's deep cultivation in Shu for a hundred years.

Lin Tian, ​​the owner of the Lin family, stood at the gate of Zhuangzi, and looked energetic when welcoming and seeing each other.

"Why are you here in person, Mr. Zhang? We are welcomed by mistake, and we are welcomed by mistake!"

"Yo, Master Wang! But it seems like I haven't seen you for a while..."

"Hiss Zhang! Have you brought a few heroes? Hurry up, please come in! Please come in!!"

“…”

Lin Tian, ​​the current head of the Lin family, is so busy that the others under the Lin family are so busy.

At this time, the maids and maids were too busy, and the big girls and wives in the village were also mobilized to be busy at home and abroad... and the men took on most of the work of moving and carrying.

The entire Linjiazhuang was crowded with people, and the crowd gradually gathered in the ancestral hall in the center of Linjiazhuang.

This place was originally a place for worshiping ancestors, but because the place was relatively large, it was the only place where the whole Zhuangzi people could be accommodated, so during festivals, weddings, funerals and other major events, most of them would be set up here.

Now the anti-Qin Conference is naturally set here. The courtyard is full of round tables, and from time to time, half of the young men lead guests to the table and do it.

As time goes by, the seat gradually fills up...

Just as the entire Lin family was in a busy chaos, the old man of the Lin family was kneeling in front of the ancestral hall, looking at the tablets of his ancestors, raising a stick of incense seriously.

"Bless my ancestors of Lin family..."

Old Master Lin stayed silently for a while, and finally turned around and walked out.

Pushing the door and out, the ancestral hall courtyard was already crowded. The moment the old man from the Lin family came out, the whispering sounds became weaker, and people's eyes gathered on Mr. Lin.

"Ahem, thank you for yourselves, I gave me some face to Mr. Lin..."

"Of course, today we are gathered together, besides the old angry and weak side, there is also the grace of the Lord."

As Old Master Lin said, bowing to the air... Obviously, the emperor he said could not be Zhao Rui.

"Since the Qin family entered Sichuan, many of our famous families have been suppressed. I thought it would be fine if I could bear the momentary anger, after all, the people would not fight with the officials... But who would have thought that the Qin Mansion was getting more and more excessive! What I got after repeated retreats was that people had already grabbed our necks!"

Speaking of this, Old Master Lin clenched his fists hard and said with emotion: "Everyone, it's time to unite and talk to the Qin Mansion!"

"It's time for the pseudo-emperor who created the Qin Mansion, which is like a play-making family, to end!"

Speaking of this, Old Master Lin clapped his hands, and then saw a man who looked honest and honest next to him walked up... The man was holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand.

The moment the yellow scroll appeared, a buzzing sound in the courtyard suddenly exploded...

"Is that an imperial edict?" a somewhat fat man asked in a low voice outside the hospital.

"That's it, otherwise why is Mr. Lin so confident? He dares to do such things in the Qin Mansion's nose, and the Qin family has not reacted at all... Doesn't this mean anything?"

Another man who looked like a master raised his beard and looked very knowledgeable and knew a lot of inside information.

“Oh oh oh…”

The rich people around him were stunned by him, thinking that he was the master of a high-ranking official.

Seeing the people around him cast a pleasing look at him, the master immediately showed a hint of pride on his face.

In addition to the insignificant little episodes in this corner, bursts of amazement bursts out throughout the courtyard.

Looking at the reactions of everyone in the audience, Old Master Lin was very satisfied and waved his hand and called the person holding the "Imperial Imperial".

"Everyone! This is the one who sent us news from outside the mountain this time! This person had passed through the defense of the pseudo-Song Dynasty and sent my son Lin Fei's letter in..."

"When I saw that letter, I knew that our suffering had finally come to an end! His Majesty Dayuan Zhuoliktuhan saw that we were in dire straits and storms, because he couldn't bear it, Gongzhou City, Linjiazhuang.

This is the center of the nearby farmland controlled by the Lin family and the largest settlement outside the city of Gongzhou.

Today, Linjiazhuang is particularly lively, with all kinds of people coming, and the ox, horse and carriage are flowing continuously... It can be said that the last time the Lin family was so glorious, it was when Lin Fei was promoted to a third-rank official.

The transportation between Sichuan and Shu is not very convenient, which has led to a more closed social circle between Shu and the outside world. In this social circle, the Lin family is undoubtedly the most dazzling group.

Although the Qin Mansion's entry into the Lin family suffered a great impact, the Lin family's century-old reputation did not fade so easily.

This time, the Lin family's anti-Qin conference was able to convene so many participants. In addition to the fact that the Qin Mansion really attracted people to hate, the biggest reason was the prestige accumulated by the Lin family's deep cultivation in Shu for a hundred years.

Lin Tian, ​​the owner of the Lin family, stood at the gate of Zhuangzi, and looked energetic when welcoming and seeing each other.

"Why are you here in person, Mr. Zhang? We are welcomed by mistake, and we are welcomed by mistake!"

"Yo, Master Wang! But it seems like I haven't seen you for a while..."

"Hiss Zhang! Have you brought a few heroes? Hurry up, please come in! Please come in!!"

“…”

Lin Tian, ​​the current head of the Lin family, is so busy that the others under the Lin family are so busy.

At this time, the maids and maids were too busy, and the big girls and wives in the village were also mobilized to be busy at home and abroad... and the men took on most of the work of moving and carrying.

The entire Linjiazhuang was crowded with people, and the crowd gradually gathered in the ancestral hall in the center of Linjiazhuang.

This place was originally a place for worshiping ancestors, but because the place was relatively large, it was the only place where the whole Zhuangzi people could be accommodated, so during festivals, weddings, funerals and other major events, most of them would be set up here.

Now the anti-Qin Conference is naturally set here. The courtyard is full of round tables, and from time to time, half of the young men lead guests to the table and do it.

As time goes by, the seat gradually fills up...

Just as the entire Lin family was in a busy chaos, the old man of the Lin family was kneeling in front of the ancestral hall, looking at the tablets of his ancestors, raising a stick of incense seriously.

"Bless my ancestors of Lin family..."

Old Master Lin stayed silently for a while, and finally turned around and walked out.

Pushing the door and out, the ancestral hall courtyard was already crowded. The moment the old man from the Lin family came out, the whispering sounds became weaker, and people's eyes gathered on Mr. Lin.

"Ahem, thank you for yourselves, I gave me some face to Mr. Lin..."

"Of course, today we are gathered together, besides the old angry and weak side, there is also the grace of the Lord."

As Old Master Lin said, bowing to the air... Obviously, the emperor he said could not be Zhao Rui.

"Since the Qin family entered Sichuan, many of our famous families have been suppressed. I thought it would be fine if I could bear the momentary anger, after all, the people would not fight with the officials... But who would have thought that the Qin Mansion was getting more and more excessive! What I got after repeated retreats was that people had already grabbed our necks!"

Speaking of this, Old Master Lin clenched his fists hard and said with emotion: "Everyone, it's time to unite and talk to the Qin Mansion!"

"It's time for the pseudo-emperor who created the Qin Mansion, which is like a play-making family, to end!"

Speaking of this, Old Master Lin clapped his hands, and then saw a man who looked honest and honest next to him walked up... The man was holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand.

The moment the yellow scroll appeared, a buzzing sound in the courtyard suddenly exploded...

"Is that an imperial edict?" a somewhat fat man asked in a low voice outside the hospital.

"That's it, otherwise why is Mr. Lin so confident? He dares to do such things in the Qin Mansion's nose, and the Qin family has not reacted at all... Doesn't this mean anything?"

Another man who looked like a master raised his beard and looked very knowledgeable and knew a lot of inside information.

“Oh oh oh…”

The rich people around him were stunned by him, thinking that he was the master of a high-ranking official.

Seeing the people around him cast a pleasing look at him, the master immediately showed a hint of pride on his face.

In addition to the insignificant little episodes in this corner, bursts of amazement bursts out throughout the courtyard.

Looking at the reactions of everyone in the audience, Old Master Lin was very satisfied and waved his hand and called the person holding the "Imperial Imperial".

"Everyone! This is the one who sent us news from outside the mountain this time! This person had passed through the defense of the pseudo-Song Dynasty and sent my son Lin Fei's letter in..."

"When I saw that letter, I knew that our suffering had finally come to an end! His Majesty Dayuan, Zhuoliktuhan, was really unable to bear it when he saw us in dire straits.

"Why are you here in person, Mr. Zhang? We are welcomed by mistake, and we are welcomed by mistake!"

"Yo, Master Wang! But it seems like I haven't seen you for a while..."

"Hiss Zhang! Have you brought a few heroes? Hurry up, please come in! Please come in!!"

“…”

Lin Tian, ​​the current head of the Lin family, is so busy that the others under the Lin family are so busy.

At this time, the maids and maids were too busy, and the big girls and wives in the village were also mobilized to be busy at home and abroad... and the men took on most of the work of moving and carrying.

The entire Linjiazhuang was crowded with people, and the crowd gradually gathered in the ancestral hall in the center of Linjiazhuang.

This place was originally a place for worshiping ancestors, but because the place was relatively large, it was the only place where the whole Zhuangzi people could be accommodated, so during festivals, weddings, funerals and other major events, most of them would be set up here.

Now the anti-Qin Conference is naturally set here. The courtyard is full of round tables, and from time to time, half of the young men lead guests to the table and do it.

As time goes by, the seat gradually fills up...
To be continued...