[019]Which round do you talk too much

Lin Xiaobao returned to the beautiful woman's home and immediately got into his room and meditated cross-legged to practice Qigong.

The breath in his body was still very weak, but it rushed towards Xiaobao. Lin Xiaobao suddenly opened his hair. No wonder Xiaobao would always be firm. It turned out that the breath was in the way, so he immediately adjusted his breath and changed the direction of flow.

After this period of exercise, the breath in his body has been freely controlled by Lin Xiaobao, but the degree is not enough to mention. After all, as a royal chef in his previous life, Lin Xiaobao had several specialty dishes, which were purely cooked by Qigong. At that time, Qigong was more than 100 times that of now.

Lin Xiaobao guided the internal qi to launch from Dantian, extend down to ** acupoint, flow through the taillu acupoint, follow the pulse up, pass through the ridge and jade pillow to Baihui acupoint, and finally go to the lower Dantian. After a small week of circulation, he fell into ** and fell asleep.

......

"May my emperor live a long life with the sky, long live!"

Above the imperial hall, hundreds of officials of the Wenwu princes of the dynasty wore python robes and shouted in unison.

Today is Longevity Day. Master Qianlong's 80th birthday. The imperial dining room has been preparing for it since half a year ago. It was officially opened a month ago. On the day of the festival, all the eunuchs in the palace who can be mobilized come to help serve dishes, and they are very busy inside and outside.

Lin Xiaobao, as a medicinal herpes, sat at the door of the dining room and rested. All he was going to do was completed. He only needed the eunuchs to serve dishes to the hall.

In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of Lin Xiaobao turned into a warbler singing and dancing. Qinggong is relatively strict in this regard. Such a grand scene can only appear when the masters celebrate their birthday.

Lin Xiaobao happily watched the beautiful women who looked like immortals and the strong boys dancing "Qinglong Dance" on the stage, and the scene was like a hunting farm.

After that, Ji Xiaolan presented the longevity couplet: eight thousand for spring, eight thousand for autumn, eight directions into eight winds, celebrate the holy birthday, 80th century in August; five days, five generations together, five blessings together, Zhengchang period, fifty five years!

Qianlong was very happy to see it and rewarded thousands of silver, because this year was not only the 80th birthday of Qianlong, but also the 55th year of his accession to the throne. Ji Xiaolan even cooperated with Peng Yuanrui in the Wansongling Xinggong New Union: 80 kings lived a long life with 18 fairies; the nine-fold emperor was stuffed with nine knots every year.

Aren's applause, Lin Xiaobao saw at a glance that the maid of honor holding couplets for Qianlong was so familiar--

"Xu Weiwei!"

Lin Xiaobao couldn't help blurting out. Suddenly, all the people in the audience turned their heads and looked at him, and even all the sounds were still, as if a drop needle could hear the sound.

"What's going on?" Lin Xiaobao looked at the crowd blankly and suddenly found that he still kept the modern memory. Looking at everything in front of him, it was so horrible--

"Lin Xiaobao!"

At this moment, Xu Weiwei, who was holding a couplet in her hand, suddenly appeared in front of him and smashed him hard on the head with a scroll.

"It hurts!"

Lin Xiaobao screamed, subconsciously opened his eyes, and got up from his body. Only then did he find that everything just now was just a dream.

"Wow!" Lin Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief and said silently: "A false alarm, a false alarm..."

"Famat you!"

At this time, a sharp shout suddenly came from Lin Xiaobao's ear, and then a sound of breaking the air crossed his ears. Lin Xiaobao subconsciously shrank and dodged the attack. He turned his head and found that Xu Weiwei was really standing beside him with a broom in her hand.

"You..."

Before Lin Xiaobao said anything, he was interrupted by Xu Weiwei: "What are you dreaming about? Laughing so YD, call me by my name! Say it! What happened to me in your dream?

"It's okay..." Lin Xiaobao turned his eyes and said, "I dreamed that you were in danger, so..."

"Nonsense!" Xu Weiwei sneered and said, "I saw you giggle all the time. Did you laugh so happily when I was in danger?"

"No, really not..."

Lin Xiaobao was unable to explain. At this time, he suddenly found that his crotch was cool. He touched it casually and was wet and sticky. He couldn't help saying that it was not good in his heart. Was it a dream?

It's obviously a nightmare, how can it become a spring dream?

Xu Weiwei didn't know when she left. Lin Xiaobao felt that the crotch was getting weter and thicker, so she got up from **, but his clothes were in the dormitory, so she could only wear single trousers.

......

The Lin family.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you bringing us all back?"

Seeing that everyone was almost there, Lin Maolun asked that he was the eldest grandson. His father Lin Yunfeng and mother died early. Now the head of the family is his uncle, that is, Lin Xiaobao's grandfather, Lin Yunlong.

Lin Yunlong has a son, Lin Maozhong, and a daughter, Lin Maowei. There are four people present.

"Dad, if there is anything, just tell me and deliberately call us here. Is there something urgent?"

Lin Maozhong also looked puzzled and didn't know what his father was going to say, but judging from Lin Yunlong's expression, it seemed to be very serious.

Lin Yunlong took a deep breath and said slowly, "I just received a call from Dr. Huang, saying... Xiaobao went to his place for a check-up today..."

"Lin Xiaobao?" Lin Maolun frowned and said contemptuously, "What's wrong with him?"

Lin Maozhong was a little unhappy when he heard Lin Maolun's words. Although Lin Xiaobao was kicked out of the house, after all, it was his own son, but the decision to be kicked out of the house was made by the old master Lin Qingxuan, and no one could resist.

As the old man is old, Lin Yunlong will decide most of the things in the family, but if the old man makes a decision, not to mention Lin Yunlong, the head of the family, even if the whole family kneels down and begs, it won't help.

He was unhappy, but Lin Maozhong still showed an angry look: "Why did he ask Dr. Huang? Don't you give up? This evil son!"

Lin Yunlong glanced at his son and said lightly, "Do you really think so?"

"I..." Lin Maozhong opened his mouth and didn't go on. Lin Maolun beside him sneered and said, "Maozhong's idea is really hateful. This evil man is really hateful. It corrupts the family tradition and is humiliating!"

"Is physical illness a disgrace and humiliating family tradition?" Lin Maowei, who had never spoken, said unhappily, "Your son is still polio, and he doesn't look normal..."

"You!" Lin Maolun's face changed greatly and stared at Lin Maowei angrily. After a long time, he sneered and said, "Okay, your family actually don't want Lin Xiaobao to be kicked out of the Lin family, do you? You execute it on the surface and secretly complain about the old master's decision. Haha, if my father is still alive, it will be your turn to talk to this family!"

Lin Maowei looked as usual and said lightly, "It's a pity that my father is the head of the family now. How can you talk too much!"