Don’t Show the Son

  Chapter 20 The ice store is in a hurry

  Lin Xiu counts, but he didn’t count the undercover agent by his side.

  No wonder he can hit Lingyin wherever he goes, she turned out to be stalking and testing him.

   Knowing that the divorce would not be successful, he almost behaved.

  He can not invite those beggars to eat, not to eat a bowl of plain noodles with three cents, when he was in the Qing dynasty, no...

  Forget it, even if he knows that there will be today, when it is time to stand up, Lin Xiu will still stand up.

  The past is over, the future can be traced.

  Although the Zhao family has decided now, they may not change their minds.

  In other aspects, Lin Xiu can't change it, but some aspects can.

  He can continue to go to the brothel to have a heart-to-heart talk with the Haitang girl. He will go today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. He will go every day. He does not believe that the Zhao family will marry such a proud girl of heaven to someone who visits the brothel every day...

  Lin Xiu sighed in her heart.

  Things seem to be getting more and more complicated.

  The status of Lin and Zhao’s family is too far apart. This marriage is best, or it can only be retired by the Zhao family. If the Lin family voluntarily retires, it is to beat the Zhao family in the face.

  I thought that the Zhao family would not marry that genius, who would have thought that a pig teammate would be around him.

  Fortunately, this matter has not reached the point of irreversibility.

  The only way to make them change their minds is to change Lingyin’s impression of him.

  Begonia girl, wait for me...

  At this time, Zhao Lingyin suddenly said to him: “Since the marriage contract has been made, you should restrain yourself. Next time I see you visiting the brothel, I will interrupt your leg. I will do what I say.”

   After finishing speaking, she gave Lin Xiu a warning look, and then simply turned and left.

  At this point, Lin Xiu's last escape route was completely blocked.

  Not long after, Uncle Ping An and his wife walked back from the outside. Uncle Ping said to Lin Xiu: "Xiu'er, Uncle Zhao is going to leave. You should go out and give it away, otherwise it seems that we don't understand etiquette."

  Zhou Yun smiled and said, “I just saw Lingyin and Xiu’er talking behind, Xiu’er should have forgotten the news with joy.”

  Lin Xiu wiped a drop of tears from her anger and anger, and said: "Yes, happy, happy people cry..."

  Uncle Ping An sighed: “Even the marriage contract is willing to admit. The Zhao family really talks about credibility. It has always been our villain’s heart.”

  Lin Xiu is very helpless now, who wants to marry a woman whom she has never met?

  I don’t know if she is beautiful or ugly, tall, short, fat and thin, her personality, whether she fits well, and is suitable for marriage. If two people with different personalities get together, wouldn’t she have another marriage tragedy like his previous parents?

  Lin Xiu fears this kind of marriage from the bottom of her heart.

  He sighed and murmured: "I don't know what kind of person that Zhao girl is, what kind of appearance, and what kind of personality is it?"

   Uncle Ping An smiled and said, "In terms of appearance, what do you think of Lingyin?"

   Lin Xiu said: "The country is beautiful, it is not an exaggeration."

Uncle Ping An said: "It’s all born to a father and a mother. The younger sister is like this. How could the elder sister be so bad? Needless to say, Lingjun’s appearance is self-evident. I don’t hesitate to pursue her. As for her character, she is not in the capital most of the time. I don’t know, but she should be more gentle than Lingyin..."

He patted Lin Xiu on the shoulder and said: "Lingjun is a genius that even his Majesty values, and the Zhao family has also risen because of her. Your Uncle Zhao was originally the same as your father, but only a third-class uncle. It’s already a while, you have to be polite..."

  Lin Xiu sighed again, and the idea of ​​canceling the marriage contract became stronger.

  Who would be polite to his wife?

  No matter how beautiful Zhao Lingjun is, and no matter how talented he is, what is the use? Can a marriage that is polite to his wife be happy?

  Others Lin Xiu doesn't know, he certainly won't.

  He pretended not to care, smiled and said to Uncle Pin Ping: “Father, don’t worry, what awaits you, wait for me to earn a first-class father to make you dangdang...”

Zhou Yun laughed when he heard the words, and Uncle Ping angrily knocked Lin Xiu's head and said: "You think the first-class father is Chinese cabbage, and Daxia is only the first-class father-in-law. Can you not cause trouble for your father? , I am already very happy..."

  That being said, he was full of joy in his heart. He was already satisfied that his son could have this heart.

   After teasing with her parents for a while, Lin Xiu took out a box from her arms, handed it to A Yue who was standing behind Zhou Yun, and said, "Sister A Yue, this is for you."

After   Ayue opened it, she saw a very delicate golden hairpin inside, and said quickly: "No way, son, this is too expensive."

  Zhou Yun patted her hand lightly, and said: "Xiu'er gave it to you, just keep it."

   After hearing what the lady said, A Yue happily accepted the golden hairpin, blushing and said to Lin Xiu: "Thank you, son."

  Lin Xiu waved her hand and said, "Family, what are you polite?"

When A Yue was very young, she was in Lin Mansion. She was eight years older than Lin Xiu. From birth to growing up, Lin Xiu was always caring for her. Although Lin Xiu didn’t have these memories in her mind, it did not hinder her. He treats her like his sister.

Later, Lin Xiu gave them gifts from Lao Huang and Aunt Wang. The two naturally thanked them very much. Everyone in the family has gifts. The Rhubarb at the door is no exception. During dinner, Lin Xiu asked Aunt Wang to add a chicken leg to Rhubarb.

  The arrival of Zhao Lingyin’s father and the Zhao family’s attitude towards the marriage contract, although diametrically opposed to Lin Xiu’s plan, also made him let go of his worries.

  The assassination of Lin Xiu that night was probably not done by the Zhao family.

  Lingyin regarded him as his own. Lin Xiu was grateful to her, and even had a good impression of the Zhao family. He didn't want to doubt them.

  Qing Lisi's investigation, there has been no follow-up, I think there is no result of the investigation.

  So, who on earth wants his life?

  The enemy is in the dark, he is in the light, Lin Xiu can't find them.

  But he believes that since the last operation failed, they will show their feet sooner or later.

  In the morning of the next day, Lin Xiu had just had breakfast. Not long after, Zhao Lingyin came to Lin's house.

  She is here to help Lin Xiu practice.

  Lin Xiu found that she was very interested in this matter, and he also knew that she was to make Lin Xiu worthy of her sister as soon as possible.

  However, Lin Xiu is going to pick the moon tower today. If Lingyin squeezes his vitality now, he might not even be able to freeze a bucket of water by then.

  Zhao Lingyin knew what he was worried about, and said: "At that time, I will go to pick the moon tower with you."

  With her here, Lin Xiu naturally doesn't have to worry about anything. For her, three hundred taels of silver is nothing more than a wave of hands.

  But in this way, the money Linxiu took is not very practical. He thought about it, and said to Zhao Lingyin: "Or, the reward for picking the moon tower, let's half of us..."

  Zhao Lingyin waved his hand and said simply: “No, I don’t lack silver.”

  Since she has said so, Lin Xiu no longer insists, at most, repay her in other ways in the future.

  The two of them soon began their practice today. The heat outside was still unbearable, but inside the room, it was bitterly cold.

  At the same time, the Great Summer Palace.

In the imperial study room, several maids holding huge palace fans stood around to fan a middle-aged man in imperial robes, but the effect was still very low. Angry.

  The middle-aged man was a little annoyed to put down the Zhubi for reviewing memorials. Even if he is the emperor of a country and holds monstrous power, he can’t help God. Like everyone in the capital, he can’t escape the torture of the heat.

  He raised his head and said loudly: "Zhu Jin, let you get the ice, where did you die?"

  A plump figure rushed in from the outside, knelt on the ground and said: "Your Majesty Qi, the slave just went to the ice store to see it. There is no more ice left in the ice store..."

   "What?" The middle-aged man frowned and asked, "The ice storage in the ice store can be used for at least two months each year. It only took less than a month. Why is there no more piece of ice left?"

The plump figure explained: "My Majesty, this summer is extremely hot. Naturally, the ice used is getting faster. The minion has checked it. Over the past two months, the amount of ice used in the harem has doubled. Fang, tomorrow the imperial concubine and empress will send someone to take the ten squares. Just now, a large group of concubines were waiting there. The ice storey couldn’t get a piece of ice, and the harem was already shaking up..."

The middle-aged man rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache. These women of his own have been so spoiled since childhood. How can they withstand this kind of heat? Guan Tiansi also said that this kind of hot weather will last at least one month. When the time comes, Isn't the harem making him feel uneasy?

  At this moment, the plump figure suddenly said: "Your Majesty, why not announce the second lady of Wu'anhou's family to the palace. What she awakens is the strange art of ice. Isn't it just a matter of frustration to ask her to make some ice in the palace?"

"No." Emperor Daxia waved his hand without hesitation, and said: "I remember that girl is called Lingyin. That girl is very talented and is the pillar of my Daxia future. How can it be because of my harem concubine's enjoyment? It disturbs her practice. I am afraid that even Wu Anhou will be laughed at by then. Besides, you don't know the temperament of those concubines in the harem. If there is a conflict, how do you let me deal with it?"

"Your Majesty is wise, it's the old slave who didn't think about it." The **** chief leaned over and buttoned, and then said: "The old slave heard that the son of Uncle Ping's family has also awakened the strange art of ice, and has already entered into a strange art. Opera..."

   "The son of Uncle Ping's family?" Emperor Daxia raised his eyebrows and asked, "The one who has a marriage contract with Zhao's daughter, isn't he not awakened by another technique?"

There are many powers in the royal capital. As the emperor, not everyone remembers him, but he still has a deep impression of Uncle Ping An. After all, the prostitute of the Zhao family is so famous that he even wants to betroth her to someone. The prince, because of the marriage contract between the Zhao family and Uncle Pingan, he could only give up.

  Zhu Jin said: "I heard that his alien art ability has been awakened. It is the ice alien art."

   A trace of regret appeared on Emperor Daxia’s face, and said: "Against the awakening of the Heaven-rank Alien Art, it’s just a bit late, but it’s a shame..."

There is no need to say more about the power of Ice Alien Art. There is a certain legendary general in Daxia, and the peak power of the Da Luo dynasty far away. This is an ability with supreme potential, but it is a pity that he awakened. Too late, it is destined to not have much success.

   Emperor Daxia said: "If this is the case, declare him to enter the palace."

  Zhu Jin quickly arranged for a young **** to summon Lin Xiu, and then smiled: “Speaking of this uncle Ping’an’s son, there is another interesting thing. This person is young and courageous...”

Zhu Jin is not only the chief servant, but also the Secret Investigator in his hand. I can’t hide everything from the king’s capital. The Emperor Daxia came to be interested and didn’t even approve the memorial. He said, “What’s the matter, tell me. Say…"

  　 There will be activities for reading articles at the end of this month. I will fly to Hainan tomorrow and I will be back in about a week. There will be various things during this period. Fortunately, there is still a bit of archives to let me waver. Don’t worry, at least it won’t be interrupted this month...

  (End of this chapter)