After having a conflict with Zhang at the entrance of Xingwenfang last time, Lin Zhao had already expected that this woman would become a problem. Fortunately, two months had passed at this time. In the past two months, Lin Zhao had accumulated some of his own foundation in the city.

Lin Zhao is not able to use any favors with Yuan Dagong now, so it can be ignored for the time being. However, the workshops that cooperated with Xie Sanyuan have already begun to take shape at this time, and they should be able to make a profit in about a month. With the first profit, Lin Zhao will not be as passive as he is now.

After sitting in the shop for a while, the pain on Lin Zhao's shoulder gradually eased. He returned to the counter and whispered to Xie Danran: "Sister Xie doesn't have to look at me here. I have nothing to do. The boss is still not eating in the new workshop. Sister, go and deliver food to the boss."

Xie Danran responded and nodded, "Then be careful yourself, I'll go deliver food to my dad."

Lin Zhao paused and said, "I will make up for the money I received from the counter today. As for what happened in the bookstore, don't tell the boss. He is busy with some important things now and can't disturb him."

Xie Danran nodded slightly.

"I see."

As she spoke, she brought Lin Zhao's meal out of the rice basket, then picked up the rice basket again, and went to the new workshop to deliver food to Xie Sanyuan.

Fortunately, the conflict occurred at noon, and no customers in Sanyuan Bookstore were disturbed, and the matter was not big, so they just had a few quarrels. Therefore, in the afternoon, the customer flow of the bookstore was not affected, and they sold seven or eight books in the afternoon.

When it was free, Lin Zhao knelt on his knees and wrote a letter to his mother in Donghu Town.

The letter mainly explains his true situation in the city now.

Because I met Zhang today, he could no longer hide his work as a clerk in the city. Although I knew that my mother might be sad about it, Lin Zhao still had to tell her the truth.

At the end of the letter, Lin Zhao left a sentence to Lin Erniang.

"Please believe in the child. In the latest half a year, the child will definitely make everyone look at him with admiration."

After writing this letter, Lin Zhao put it in his sleeve, prepared to close the shop for a while, and then searched for someone on the street to help send it back to Donghu Town.

Donghu Town is not far from Yuezhou City, so many people travel back and forth every day. As long as you pay three or five dollars, there are many people who are willing to deliver letters. Yuezhou City even specializes in this job, running back and forth every day and sending letters to people.

In the evening, when it was almost dark, Lin Zhao got up from the counter. Seeing that there were no customers in the shop, he yawned and got up to close the store.

As soon as he walked out of the store, a familiar girl stood in front of him.

The girl held a two-inch-high porcelain bottle in her hand and handed it to Lin Zhao's hand, then said, "This is the trauma wine for my family to treat trauma. You can apply some on your body and it will be cured in two days."

Without hesitation, Lin Zhao reached out to take the porcelain bottle and lowered his head to Xie Danran to thank him: "Thank you for your worries, sister."

Xie Danran's face turned slightly red, and he lowered his head and said, "I didn't tell my father about what happened today."

After saying this, she felt a little embarrassed and turned her head and left.

A girl always has a poem when she is in love with her spring.

Xie Danran is only fifteen years old this year. At this age, she doesn't have so many twists and turns in her heart. She won't think that Lin Zhao is just a poor guy, nor will she think what she will look like in the future. Seeing Lin Zhao is handsome and speaking interestingly, she naturally accumulates her favor after one or two months of contact.

Of course, at this point, it is too early to say what relationship the two have.

Looking at Xie Danran's back running away, Lin Zhao sighed slightly, put the bottle of stumbled wine into his arms, then looked for a letter delivery person on the street with a letter in his arms, and then went back to his house.

Because Zhao Xie left, Lin Zhao's house became much more spacious. He quickly wiped some medicinal wine on his shoulders, washed it briefly, and fell asleep.

The next morning, just after the fifth day, before the sky was bright, Lin Zhao's door was knocked.

Fortunately, over ten years, Lin Zhao had developed the habit of getting up early. He quickly put on his clothes. After pushing open the door, he saw Zhao Ji in black standing at his door.

Lin Zhao nodded to him and asked, "Brother Zhao, has Brother Zhao left Yuezhou?"

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "Brother has left Yuezhou yesterday and returned to Funiu Mountain."

After the two said hello, Zhao Ji walked around Lin Zhao, then reached out to touch Lin Zhao's shoulder bone, and frowned and said, "Young master, your body is a little too thin. Today I will teach you a set of methods of breathing and breathing, as well as the basic skills of pricking horses. You should eat more meat on weekdays and replenish your body. This way, you can raise your body after two or three months."

As he said that, he personally demonstrated how to prick the horse, and then carefully taught Lin Zhao how to breathe and breathe.

At this time, the sky was still brighter than mine, but Lin Zhao was very concerned about his studies.

This is a method to save your life at a critical moment. After learning it, you will not be able to go to battle and kill the enemy. At least when you encounter the situation yesterday, you will not be at a loss and stand in place and be beaten in vain.

Because it is the most basic skill, it is not difficult. After Lin Zhao learned it for half an hour, he almost learned it.

Learning is one thing, and practicing it is another. Horse stance is extremely hard, and Lin Zhao is already sweating profusely after only one incense stick.

Zhao Ji didn't talk a lot, so he stood quietly beside Lin Zhao, helping him correct his movements and breathing order from time to time.

At this time, the sun slowly climbed up from the east, slowly illuminating the entire Yuezhou City.

In the entire Yuezhou city, in addition to Lin Zhao, who was working hard to practice martial arts, there were many people working hard to make a living, including the governor of Yuezhou and the county magistrate of Kuaiji, Shanyin.

The three men and three yamen approached nearly one hundred officials. Before dawn, they waited at the Xicheng Gate of Yuezhou to welcome the arrival of a noble man.

Who is this noble person? Except for the governor of Yuezhou Yang Pu, the other officials in Yuezhou, are not aware of any of them.

They only know that they are noble people from Chang'an City.

These officials put down their government affairs in their yamen and waited respectfully at the gate of the West City. It was not until almost noon that a carriage slowly drove towards Yuezhou City surrounded by twenty or thirty guards.

The officials of Yuezhou who were already sleepy suddenly became energetic. Yang Pu and Yang Zhizhou coughed and took the officials of the state to meet the carriage.

"The governor of Yuezhou is the governor of Yuezhou, and the officials of Yuezhou are welcome to welcome the grand lord."

The carriage stopped at the city gate. After hearing the sounds of Yang Pu and others, the curtains were not lifted, and only a calm sound came from inside.

"I didn't inform the local government, but I just didn't want to disturb the people. You can do whatever you do, and there is no need to welcome me here."

After pausing the voice, he spoke, "Is Mr. Lin in Yuezhou?"

Yang Pu quickly lowered his head and said, "Young Master, I'm here."

"That's OK."

The young voice whispered to the driver: "Go to the Minister Lin's Mansion."
Chapter completed!