Chapter 25 Cold can't drive away warmth

As time went by, the weather gradually entered the early winter. People on the land of the Central Plains gradually wore cotton-padded jackets, and all the secret folds received by the prince of corruption in Beizhou have been sent to the capital. It's just that the princes are confused that after more than ten days, the capital still has no information, and the battle between the north and the south is carrying out. Whether it is the wilderness or the Qingtian god's attack, there is no stop.

The second prince of Jintong County still traveled all over the county and was very satisfied with the arrangement and position of young officials. Then he wrote a memorial and sent it to the capital. The peace talks of the Buddha still continued. The seventh prince did not worry about the emperor of the Buddha, but those ministers were extremely anxious because the envoys of the Song Dynasty still did not change the conditions.

At this time, Lin'an of the Song Dynasty was not as many as before, but it was still extremely lively. The children of the family on the street were still shopping in the kiln and eating refreshments in cotton-padded jackets.

Zhao Feng still walked aimlessly on the street in the thin white shirt to watch the prosperity of Lin'an City. Although the logistics of the North-South war in the Song Dynasty are tight now, it still did not destroy the peace and prosperity of Lin'an. After all, both the people and the family living in Lin'an City believe in the strength of the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Feng walked into an ordinary teahouse and casually found a window seat and ordered a few famous pastries in Lin'an to listen to the tea guests in the teahouse. The teahouse is the easiest place to get news and inquire about the news. Whether it is the housekeeper or the market news, it must be known at the first time.

The Song Dynasty was originally very loose on speech management. As long as it did not involve some top-secret matters and royal secrets, there was basically nothing, and the three-rate and nine-rate people in the teahouse talked about trivial things. It was either the adultery between the children of this family and that person, or that high-ranking official's eldest son had a secret relationship with the woman in a certain kiln.

Zhao Feng listened to these boring things while eating cakes. He just smiled and thought to himself, "It's easy for the Supervisory to inquire about the news"

"You know, recently, the eldest son of Pingdinghou invited the little painting saint to participate in the Lin'an Literature Meeting." A tea guest in the teahouse said that although the voice was not loud, the whole teahouse also stopped clearly.

After listening to this, Zhao Feng smiled and thought to himself: He knew that Xiaohuasheng was coming, but he didn't want to see her because he always felt that she had a little different feelings.

"The destruction of small painting saints in the southern countries entered the Song Dynasty and got the protection of the royal family, which was also a great help to the Song Dynasty," another tea guest said.

The rest of the tea guests on the side nodded. After all, the small painting saints are all known by the practitioners, and the southern countries have become the practitioners of the holy places of many countries in history to join the Song Dynasty.

"Do you know why the eldest son of the Marquis of Pingding invited the little painting saint to participate in the literary meeting," a tea guest asked questioning.

"Stupid, everyone in Lin'an knows that the eldest son of Pingdinghou likes the little painting saint and wants to take this opportunity to be favored by the little painting saint." Another tea guest said contemptuously.

After hearing this, the tea guest blushed a little and quickly retorted, "Of course I know." It was just a little lack of confidence in his tone.

After hearing this, Zhao Feng had no expression on her face, but she thought to herself, "Pingdinghou is the eldest son, which is also a talent he has seen, and he is also a student in the front of the college. If he can really get the favor of Xiaohuasheng, it's good for him." He thought about it and a smile appeared on his face.

"Sir, can I sit here?" A crisp voice interrupted Zhao Feng's thoughts.

After hearing this, Zhao Feng looked up at the girl. The young girl looked similar to Zhao Feng at a young age, and neither the clothes nor the jewelry she wore were what ordinary rich women could have, and the natural temperament and words were obviously strictly tutored.

The Song Dynasty was not so strict with unmarried women. The Song Dynasty was politically open-opened not only to men but also to women.

Zhao Feng looked at the many empty seats around and said, "Why do you want to sit with me?"

After listening to this, the girl smiled and said, "Why can't you sit with the prince"

After listening to it, Zhao Feng suddenly said nothing. When the woman saw that Zhao Feng was not talking, she sat down and ordered some cakes. The handsome men and beautiful women sat together and naturally became the focus again. Obviously, the tea guest knew the origin of the name.

"I haven't asked the prince's name yet," the woman asked.

Zhao Feng looked at the woman and said, "You should introduce yourself before asking others"

The woman said "Lin Bing" with a smile when she heard Zhao Feng's tone

After hearing this, Zhao Feng was stunned and immediately said that "Wang Feng" Zhao Feng did not use his real name, but gave him another name. In Lin'an, Zhao's surname is generally the emperor's surname. If he said his name, many people will know.

"Lin'an, neither the prince family nor those famous families have heard of Mr. Wang," the woman said while eating a cake.

Zhao Feng said with a smile, "Why do you think I am a descendant of those princes or famous families?"

"A white shirt looks ordinary, but the material of the shirt is Yunzhou's unique cloud silk, and the jade pendant on the prince's waist is even more unlikely to be available to ordinary people, and the most important thing is that the prince's temperament and conversation have strict tutors," Lin Bing said with a smile.

Zhao Feng got up with a slight smile and put down the silver and said, "Thank you for your praise." After that, he ignored Lin Bing and left directly.

Lin Bing didn't say anything when she saw Zhao Feng's departure. She was still eating cakes. When Zhao Feng had disappeared on the corner of the street, she saw several people standing next to Lin Bing from the second floor of the teahouse. Lin Bing was still eating cakes and looking at the place where Zhao Feng left. She ignored the people next to her, and the people in the teahouse spoke when they saw those people. The tone is much lower.

"Miss, what's so special about that man?" a man next to Lin Bing asked.

Lin Bing took out her handkerchief and said calmly, "Maybe it's the monk of the southern holy land"

After listening to it, one of the people who were obviously Lin Bing's servants said, "Miss, I don't feel his cultivation"

"Then his level is much higher than yours," Lin Bing said.

The servants were all shocked after hearing this. Among them, they belonged to the middle-aged man who spoke. The others were ordinary martial artists, and the practitioners who were higher than the innate realm, which may be known fate or the fifth realm could not be surprised.

"Miss, you want him to be Lin Jia Keqing" One of the men understood the meaning in an instant after listening to it.

Nowadays, the southern countries have become the holy places of historical countries. Surviving practitioners who enter the Song Dynasty either join the court of the Song Dynasty or are recruited as guests by princes and princes or famous families. Although it seems to be beautiful to join the court, they have to be ordered by the court, so some surviving practitioners are relatively free to join the family.

Lin Bing nodded and got up and said, "Go back, since he didn't mean that, I won't force it"

The servants also nodded after listening. Obviously, although the orderless practitioners or the fifth realm practitioners want to join the family, others don't want them to force them. After all, the patriarch of the Lin family is now one of the nine elders.

After Zhao Feng arrived at the royal palace in the inner city at this time, Uncle Tang took a shawl and put it on Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng asked Long Xiaoyu where it was convenient to go to the backyard now.

The pavilion attic in the backyard of the royal palace is exquisite and obviously the hands of the royal craftsmen, but now that autumn has arrived, the spring of the courtyard is no longer seen, leaving only countless bare branches. Long Xiaoyu stood in the pavilion and looked at the sky because he couldn't see Zhao Feng's expression with his back to him, but the thin clothes and sad atmosphere made Zhao Feng a little sad.

After Zhao Feng walked to the pavilion, he took his shawl and put it on Long Xiaoyu. Long Xiaoyu looked back and saw Zhao Feng and rushed directly into Zhao Feng's arms.

"Isn't it cold? What are you thinking?" Zhao Feng asked gently.

Long Xiaoyu shook his head and didn't say anything. He just hugged Zhao Feng tightly. Zhao Feng also hugged Long Xiaoyu and looked at the sky in a daze. In the battle of the barren Gobi, there was only Long Xiaoyu left in the Long family. Zhao Feng looked at Long Xiaoyu at that time and began to take care of Long Xiaoyu. For Zhao Feng, she still doesn't know that Long Xiaoyu is that kind of affection. She likes and loves, but because Zhao Feng can't really accept Xiao Qing's feelings.

And Long Xiaoyu also knew that there was another person in Zhao Feng's heart who didn't say anything. He just cooked every day and waited for Zhao Feng to come back like a wife. These Zhao Feng often felt warm in his eyes, but there were some things that Zhao Feng couldn't do.

"If only I had met you first," Zhao Feng thought silently.

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