Chapter 030 It's okay

Half a month later, Mao found a good house for Lin Zimo in Anhua City. Although the seller was not very willing, he had to take action. The double price was not the reason for moving him to sell his ancestral house, but the disguised pressure that made him not have a better choice. Lin Zimo, who can stabilize his backyard, naturally chose this unethical method.

In order to take care of Lin Zimo, who had the face and interests of both sides, he ordered Mao Yong to take the matchmaker, the sedan chair, and others to take Na Lanzhen. Lin Zimo, who cut the tofu on both sides, arranged for them to be properly lively before entering the city, but they had to act in a low profile when they entered the city. After all, the woman he married was not his wife, but a concubine.

He had previously promised Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu that he must abide by his personal promise to them. Na Lanzhen, who was sitting in the sedan chair, sent someone to the general after the personal approval of the two sisters. All this is inferior to the color of Chu Hanlu when he married into the Lin family.

Lin Zimo, who is not a big man, can't take advantage of marrying his concubines to receive gifts from officials at all levels below. I loved Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu deeply, so I considered their feelings. He didn't want to neglect or make Nalan Jianye feel despised, so Lin Zimo had to choose to live together without arranging Nalanzhen and other married people to live together.

Lin Zimo, who put on the groom's costume again, felt that he was a gorgeous red envelope. He called Zhao Wenxuan to come to drink his wedding wine, but was rejected by his adoptive brother. Zhao Wenxuan, who trained 300 cavalry day and night, put all his thoughts on military affairs. He and his adoptive brother are not outsiders, and they have always said it directly. In my opinion, I don't care about this kind of social activities of marrying concubines. Lin Zimo, who knew the character of his adoptive brother, knew that he was too lazy to come, so he did not force him.

In the evening, he carried Nalan's sedan chair into Lin Zimo's new house. In the hall, there is Lin Zimo sitting on the main seat, and Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu sit on the left and right sides of him. The matchmaker's voice fell off the sedan chair, and the four sedan chairs were put down steadily. With the help of his two maids, Nalan came out slowly and went straight into the hall.

Lin Zimo stood up and walked steadily to Nalanzhen's side. According to the ancient etiquette, he first made three worships, and then sat back on the exclusive chair, waiting for her to serve tea for himself, Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu. Na Lanzhen quietly did not make a fuss. He followed the rules of the Han people and offered tea to the three of them one by one.

Lin Zimo, who took the tea, looked calm, but his heart was very strange that Nalan really behaved. After all, this was not in line with her character. Yang Mengqi held the tea she gave with both hands, tasted it with a smile, put it down gently, and then did not forget to give her a big red envelope to show his recognition and welcome to the newcomer. Chu Hanlu, who felt very interesting and happy, drank tea with a smile and gave her a big red envelope. Finally, Nalanzhen was sent to the room belonging to her yard accompanied by his entourage. Although the yard is not big and there are not many houses, it is relatively independent and quiet.

The first owner here is a prominent local figure, so that the whole house is composed of a large number of small courtyards, and the place that satisfies Wang Qiang and others most is that there is a martial arts arena in the house. Yang Mengqi and Chu Hanlu most like the pavilions and gardens in the house, and Lin Zimou is very satisfied that they can make their own "groups" of the three-bedroom women independent. After all, each room has its own maid room and a small kitchen.

"Tonight, my father-in-law will go with this Nalan girl!" Yang Mengqi, who kept a smile, said sideways in front of Lin Zimo.

"Tonight, my sister and I will eat and sleep well together. Brother Zimo, you can rest assured to accompany your bride. Chu Hanlu took out the chestnut from his pocket and bit open one of the shells.

"No hurry." Lin Zimo, who was in a peaceful mood, stood up slowly and said, "It's not too late to go there after dinner with your husband."

Chu Hanlu, who seemed very happy, was eager to have dinner together and said, "Well, people know that Brother Zi Mo is not a man who hates the new and hates the old."

Yang Mengqi, who sat next to you, kindly reminded, "Fasal, isn't this too much to neglect Miss Nalan? Although she is a foreign woman, there is a cooperative relationship between you and her tribe. If a good person spreads words into her father's ears, he may affect the future development of relevant matters of the two families.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Zimo, who seemed quite calm, said confidently, "I know my wife's kindness well, but I believe that Nalan Jianye is not a fool and a fool. He will definitely not be blinded and lost by a little rumor.

Chu Hanlu, who peeled off the chestnut shell, did not put the pulp into his mouth, but fed it into his mouth with his own hands and smiled, "Sister, you really are. Since the father-in-law said it's okay, but everything is fine, the three of us can have dinner happily as usual.

Lin Zimo, who was more interested, ordered his subordinates to cook without moving his steps. The servants who were ordered to act did not dare to speak much and acted according to his orders and arrangements. Standing next to the picking moon, they asked the owners to eat, so they sat around to eat together. The three of them talked and laughed and chewed slowly for half an hour.

Lin Zimo, who was full, chatted with the two of them again, and then slowly stood up and went to Nalan's yard. Red can be seen everywhere in the courtyard, which is completely a newlywed atmosphere. The slaves and maidservants of Nalan were all dowry girls of her clan, which made him see that their clothes were very wrong with the Han women.

Lin Zimo, who walked into the main house, saw that Nalan had lifted the red cover above his head a long time ago. Sitting next to the table, she ordered all her maids to close the door and go out without permission. The two close maids in her room couldn't help laughing and closed the door as they went out.

Noting that there were only two of them in the room, Nalanzhen suddenly stood up, pulled out the full moon machete hidden in his long sleeve, pointed to Lin Zimo, and said with an extremely serious and serious face, "Although I married you, I can't sleep with you. If you plot against me, I will chop you with the knife in my hand.

"If you die under the peony flowers, it's romantic to be a ghost." Lin Zimo, with his left hand behind him, raised his right finger, gently flicked her blade, and sneered, "If you really kill me, I'm afraid your tribe will not be alive. I really hope that the daughter of this famous person will not be impulsive and think twice about what happens.

Knowing that he didn't scare himself, Nalanzhen didn't know what to do at all. He was so angry that his face turned blue and said white, "I can't kill you, so I can kill myself!"

As soon as she played, she wanted to touch her neck with the machete in her hand. Lin Zimo, who was quick-sighted, grabbed the blade hard without thinking in detail. The right palm was cut by the sharp blade in an instant, and blood suddenly gushed out of the wound.

He didn't think of Nalanzhen coming from the other party and said without a smile, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Lin Zimo, whose face has not changed, said very funnyly, "You are a girl, why do you die if you open your mouth and close your mouth? Everything is easy to negotiate, so why do swords and swords face each other? Don't worry, I won't force your body.

Nalan had really noticed that he had shed a lot of blood, so his attitude softened a little and directly loosened his right hand and let the other party hold the knife. Lin Zimo, who showed no panic at all, held the handle of the knife in his left hand, looked at the blade stained with his blood, and secretly praised it as a good knife. He slowly put the knife on the table and tore off his clothes casually. He held a piece of cloth that had just been torn in his left hand and wrapped himself around the wound on his right palm.

Nalanzhen, with an expressionless face, was still discordant and said, "What do I have to talk to you about? I was tricked by you, so I had to marry you. The two of us are reluctantly together, and there will be no good results.

"You have entered my Lin's door and told me this. What's the name of this?" Lin Zimo, who raised his head, stared at the girl a month younger than Yang Mengqi and said, "I won't force you to talk about men and women. However, if you enter my Lin family, you have to follow the rules of my house. If you agree to the gentleman's agreement between us, then everyone can be at peace. If you refuse, you won't be the only one implicated.

Nalanzhen, who had an influence on his old treachery in his mind, said doubt, "Are you telling the truth?"

"A gentleman's words are hard to catch up." Lin Zimo, who showed the appearance of a modest gentleman, vowed.

Nalanzhen, who was unwilling to sleep with him in his heart, nodded skeptically and agreed. She, who had made a calculation in her heart, repeatedly warned herself that if the other party was dishonest and untrustworthy, even if she did not kill him, she would have to cast off him.

"It's getting late, so you should lie down and rest earlier. After all, you are tired for a day." Lin Zimo, who turned around and walked to the gate, felt that his inner meaning had been expressed. As he walked, he said, "I'm leaving now. I will come to see you when I have time.

Naran really saw him leave his house. Lin Zimo accelerated his steps and had to choose to go to Yang Mengqi's yard. In addition to needing a place to sleep, you also have to apply gold sore medicine to the knife wound on your right palm. He knew that his injury was not serious, but he would not recover in a short time, which affected his writing and handling of official duties.