No wonder Lin Zhao misunderstood that General Qi's words were so much like acquaintance of his son.

Lin Sanlang squeezed out a smile on his face and smiled politely at him: "The General praised him, do you recognize my mother?"

In fact, when he was in Yuezhou City, Lin Zhao knew that the general was a student of his grandfather Zheng Wen, and he also knew that he had lived in the Zheng family for a while. The reason why he asked this question was that he wanted to pretend to be simpler.

“Recognize.”

The tall general sighed slightly and said, "I used to be quite familiar with each other, but I haven't seen each other for more than 20 years."

After hearing this, Lin Zhao finally felt relieved. He had not seen him for more than 20 years, and he was only less than sixteen years old this year. In other words, the person in front of him could not be his father...

Thinking of this, he smiled on his face: "Mother should be at home now, will I introduce it to the general?"

Qi Shidao hesitated for a while, then slowly shook his head: "Your mother may not be willing to see me, and I am not very good at seeing her, so let it go..."

When the Zheng family was in trouble, Qi Shidao was not in Chang'an City. Later, when he received the news, the Zheng family's children had been exiled to all parts of the world. At that time, he was still in the army and could not save these Zheng family members, so he felt a little guilty.

And now, Lin Erniang refused to see Princess Danyang, so naturally she was not willing to meet the old people.

Thinking of this, General Qi sighed slowly and said, "Okay, there are still some things to deal with in my family, so I'll go back."

As he said that, he raised the book in his hand and said, "If someone asks me why I came to see you, you say that because I want to meet the author of this journey to the West."

He turned around and climbed into the carriage behind him, and finally said, "Take good care of your mother. She has suffered a lot and should enjoy some blessings."

"When you have nothing to do, you can come to my house to find Qi Xuan to play."

After saying that, the carriage from the Danyang Princess Mansion slowly left Changxingfang and ran towards Yongxingfang where the Princess Mansion was located.

Lin Zhao, who was confused, scratched his head in a daze. After returning home, he saw Lin Erniang who was cutting cloth, and hurried forward to help, while helping, whispering: "My mother, General Qi is here just now."

Lin Erniang's movements remained unchanged, but she turned her head and looked at Lin Zhao: "Have he come to our house?"

"No."

Lin Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "He said a few words to me and left, saying that I had time to go to Qi's house to walk around. I asked him to come in and see you, but he refused."

The scissors in Lin Erniang paused slightly, and then said softly: "It seems that the eldest princess and senior brother Qi already know that I am back to Chang'an."

Lin Zhao said helplessly: "The guards who came back to Chang'an with us are Princess Danyang's people. Most of our trip can't be hidden from them."

Lin Erniang nodded and said nothing.

Seeing that she was cutting cloth and making clothes, Lin Zhao helped her diligently. After helping for a while, she realized something was wrong. Lin Sanlang looked at the size of the tailoring clothes with curiosity and asked, "My grandma, who did this clothes be made for?"

Judging from the appearance of the clothes, they were obviously men's clothes, but they were not Lin Zhao's size, so he was naturally a little curious.

Lin Erniang paused on the scissors on her hand, and then said softly: "I have made it for you a few uncles for many years. It's cold this winter, so I thought about making a dress for each of them."

As he said that, the gentle woman looked up at her son and asked softly: "Can you contact your second uncle, right?"

Because Lin Erniang once warned him not to interact with the Zheng family, Lin Zhao subconsciously wanted to avoid this question, but after seeing his mother's gaze, Lin Zhao felt that his hair stood up and hesitated for a long time without saying anything. In the end, he could only nod his head with a sharp tongue.

Seeing him like this, Lin Erniang sighed slightly: "You have had your own ideas since you were a child, and you knew you wouldn't listen to your mother."

"When the clothes are ready, you will give them to your uncles."

Lin Zhao nodded quickly and smiled: "I understand."

…………

More than ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and soon the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month of the ninth year of Gande was the last two days left before the end of the year.

The entire Chang'an City has begun to decorate lights and be ready to celebrate another New Year.

At this time, some yamen in the court also began to have holidays one after another. In addition to the busy yamen like the Ministry of Revenue, which is still working normally, idle yamen like the Imperial College have been on holiday for many days.

The great master Lin Jian, who had been on vacation, also came to Changxingfang with his wife, to celebrate the New Year with Lin Zhao and his son and the Xie family. After all, according to the elders and young people, Lin Zhao's father Lin Qingyuan was Lin Jian's "fourth brother". It is reasonable to celebrate the New Year at his elders' family.

On the afternoon of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, when Lin Zhao was about to go out to buy some things, suddenly a servant brought by Lin Jian and his wife told him that there was a little Taoist priest outside to see Lin Zhao.

When Lin Zhao heard the words "A Little Taoist" and he moved, he hurriedly walked out of his home. When he arrived at the gate of the yard, he saw Li Xuantong wearing a simple Taoist robe, with a shoulder pole and two loads beside him.

Seeing Lin Zhao come out, the young Taoist priest from Pure Yangguan grinned and showed his white teeth: "Young Master Lin."

Lin Zhao walked over, looked at Li Xuantong with a little thin clothes, and frowned and said, "It's winter, Taoist priest, why did you come into the city with such a little dress?"

“I’m not cold.”

The little Taoist priest smiled purely and said, "I have been practicing the method of internal breathing with my master since I was a child. I am not afraid of the cold, and I have already worn a lot of them."

These people outside the world cannot judge them with common sense. Lin Zhao shook his head, looked at the two burdens behind him, and asked, "What is the Taoist priest doing?"

"It's the New Year, come and send some firecrackers to the young master."

The little Taoist priest smiled and took out a bamboo joint from the burden behind him, handed it to Lin Zhao, and said with a smile: "In the past two years, many people in the city have come to our temple to buy these firecrackers for New Year celebrations. However, this year, there is no shortage of firewood and rice in the temple, and the house has been renovated, so the master is not going to take out any more."

"I thought that the young master's family might also want this thing for the New Year, so I begged him to get some out and deliver it to the young master."

Lin Zhao looked at the yellow-brown dried bamboo joints in front of him, and could vaguely smell some gunpowder inside. He looked at the two burdens behind Li Xuantong, feeling a little moved. So Xiaolin Tanhua reached out and patted Li Xuantong on the shoulder and said, "The Taoist Master is here to wait for me for a while."

After saying that, Lin Zhao turned his face and went back to the yard. Not long after, he ran out quickly. When he came out, he had already added a thick winter clothes to his hand. Lin Zhao personally put the winter clothes on Li Xuantong and said, "It's cold in winter, I'll wear this clothes for you."

At this time, most people outside the world said that they practiced Qigong and were invincible in the cold and heat. In fact, on the one hand, it was because they had no clothes to wear to resist the freezing, and on the other hand, it was to save face.

Lin Zhao also practices breathing and breathing himself, isn’t he also afraid of the cold?

After putting on him clothes, Lin Zhao brought up two full pieces of paper and put them in his hand. Then he stuffed a few silver pieces to the little Taoist priest, then looked at the two loads of firecrackers behind him, and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!