After three drinks and five dishes, Wang Xu, who was full and drunk, was about to pay the bill when a sound of gongs and drums came from outside.
Wang Xu looked back and found that a motorcade was passing by.
This convoy is really impressive. It is led by twelve carriages, followed by hundreds of people. There are large flags with the word "Lin" on the carriages. At first glance, they are not ordinary people.
The motorcade passed by the restaurant in a mighty manner.
Just as they were about to leave, more than a dozen fast horses galloped towards the convoy and stopped in front of the convoy.
"Xu Wenhua, the magistrate of Fuzhou, welcomes Mr. Lin back home." Among the more than a dozen fast horses, the leader, wearing a green official uniform, reined in the horses and turned over, kneeling in front of the first carriage.
The entire convoy came to a slow stop, and the coachman opened the curtain, revealing a middle-aged man in red, sitting cross-legged in the carriage.
"Get up. I have retired and returned to my hometown. I am no longer the commander of the Imperial Guard. I can't bear your gift." Mr. Lin said he was modest, but he didn't even get off the carriage. He was obviously used to officials.
bow down.
Xu Wenhua knelt on the ground and could not get up. With a flattering look on his face, he whispered: "My lord, the lower officials and Fuzhou civil and military officials have specially prepared the wine to welcome the wind and wash away the dust for you."
"Well, you are interested, please lead the way." Mr. Lin nodded slightly, showing off his airs.
The convoy slowly moved forward again and left in a mighty manner.
Wang Xu looked at the big banner with the word "Lin" on the carriage, stopped the waiter who was delivering wine to the next table, and asked: "Staff, who is this Mr. Lin?"
"Mr. Lin doesn't even know that you are from out of town, right?" The waiter walked forward with a bottle of wine and introduced without looking back: "This Mr. Lin Zhennan is the pride of our Fuzhou, a fourth-grade Jinyiwei commander.
Qian Shi, a big shot who can speak well in front of the emperor."
In the Ming Dynasty, the magistrate of the state was a fifth-rank official, which seemed to be only one level different from the fourth-rank commander of Jinyiwei. In fact, the two sides were not comparable at all.
What kind of place is Jinyiwei? Even the third-rank imperial officials are too proud to take a breath in front of Jinyiwei.
As a commander, Lin Zhennan's official position is only the commander of the Jinyi Guards. Under the same knowledge as the two commanders, he is also a general in the Jinyiwei.
In a place like Fuzhou, where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, let alone a fifth-rank magistrate, even a fourth-rank magistrate would be a head shorter.
"Jinyiwei, command the general Lin Zhennan!" After listening to the waiter's introduction, Wang Xu knew where he was.
Swordsman, and it’s the movie version of Swordsman, not the original version of Mr. Jin’s novel.
The movie version of "Swordsman" is very different from the original work, and many places are specious.
Among them, Lin Zhennan no longer runs an escort agency, but works as an official in the court.
At the beginning of the movie, Lin Zhennan was forced to retire and return to his hometown because he offended his superior.
When he was leaving, he suddenly thought of the rumor that the martial arts secret code Sunflower Book was hidden in Da Nei Middle School, so he took the wrong idea and stole the Sunflower Book. As a result, he was pursued by Dongchang Admiral Gu Jinfu, and the family
Not only was the family ruined, but the Huashan sect was also implicated.
"Smiling proud of the world!" Wang Xu looked at the direction the convoy was leaving and whispered: "Sunflower Collection, Dugu Nine Swords, Star Absorbing Technique, these three martial arts must be available. Yi Jin Jing, Tai Chi Sutra, these
Two kinds of martial arts may also exist, what a wonderful world!"
Lin Zhennan has just resigned and returned to his hometown, and there is no trace of the pursuit in Dongchang. According to the plot, the plot of Swordsman has not yet begun.
Wang Xu's heart moved slightly. Except for Yi Jin Jing and Tai Chi Jing, I don't know if they exist in this world, the other three martial arts are relatively easy to obtain.
Especially the Sunflower Book in the hands of Lin Zhennan. This person is only a second-rate master in the movie. With Wang Xu's strength, it is not difficult to win over him. He can also snatch the Sunflower Book.
...night...
"Do you think it's strange that I can't live in the Lin Mansion in the city, but I want to live in an old house in the country? I really can't understand it."
"Who knows, the master also told us to be careful at night. Is there anyone else who is doing harm to us?"
"Stop arguing, I naturally have my own plans. We are just servants talking nonsense."
The old house of the Lin family is located in a dangerous terrain, in a valley outside Fuzhou City. As long as the access to the mountain is guarded, ordinary people cannot break in quietly.
Of course, this is only for ordinary people, not for defense experts.
Most of the servants of the Lin family are ordinary people, and only a few of the leaders are third-rate. They can guard against thieves and bandits. For real masters, the defense here is like a sieve, and they can come in as they please.
"This Lin Zhennan does not live in a city with convenient transportation, but has returned to an old house that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It seems that he has noticed something." The moon was dark and the wind was high. Wang Xu, wearing a night clothes, moved to the Lin family's house.
Inside the house.
The Lin family's old house is not big. There is a dyeing shop and a waterwheel outside, the Lin family's ancestral house is in the middle, and a fenced vegetable garden is behind it.
Wang Xu didn't have to think at all, he just looked for the best building, and after a few moves, he found Lin Zhennan.
It was just after eight o'clock in the evening. According to the habits of ancient people, most people were asleep at this time.
Lin Zhennan did not fall asleep. Looking through the oil lamp in the room, he was sitting in front of the desk, reading a scroll attentively.
"Who is it?" Lin Zhennan suddenly raised his head and shouted out the window.
Hearing such a question, Wang Xu was startled. Could it be that Lin Zhennan had discovered him.
It shouldn't be. Lin Zhennan is at best a second-rate expert. As long as he deliberately hides it, the possibility of discovering him is very low.
Wang Xu hesitated and did not come out, checking Lin Zhennan's reaction.
After catching his eye, Lin Zhennan asked loudly, nodded with satisfaction, and then began to read attentively.
Only a few minutes later, he suddenly raised his head again and asked: "Who is it?"
Wang Xu: "..."
Wang Xu finally saw that Lin Zhennan was worthy of being an official. His martial arts skills were not very good, but he had a lot of routines.
If it were Brother Chu from the martial arts world, or someone with a reckless nature, he would really have been deceived into thinking that he had been discovered.
Routine, too routine, maybe this is just Jianghu.
Dong dong dong...
"Husband, I made ginseng soup for you. You can drink a bowl while it's hot." Lin Zhennan was watching intently when there was a knock on the door.
Hearing the voice of his wife, Lin Zhennan did not open the door directly, but hurriedly hid the hand scroll, and then coughed: "Ahem, come in."
The door opened, and an old woman walked in carrying a porcelain cup.
Lin Zhennan walked behind the desk, holding a travel journal in his hand, and said without raising his head: "Just put your things down. You can go to bed first. I will go back later."
"Husband, you have been looking sad these days. Is there something you are hiding from me?" Mrs. Lin put down the porcelain cup and took the initiative to rub Lin Zhennan's shoulders.
Lin Zhennan flipped the book in his hand, as if he was fascinated by what he was reading, and said nonchalantly: "What can I hide from you?"
"I don't know, but after being married for many years, I still have some perspective. You must be hiding something from me." Mrs. Lin said with certainty. After decades of sleeping together, what kind of character is Lin Zhennan? How could she know this?
have no idea.
This time I resign and return to my hometown. Logically speaking, it can be regarded as an honorable return to my hometown. Not to mention the excitement of playing gongs and drums, I don't think I will just close the door to thank guests when I come back.
Lin Zhennan's occasional flashes of sadness and nightmares that often wake him up in the middle of the night all tell that something is wrong.
Mrs. Lin is also a shrewd person. If she couldn't tell that her husband was worried, she wouldn't be the mistress of the Lin family.
"There is a little problem right now, don't worry, I will take care of it." Lin Zhennan patted the back of the woman's hand, then lowered his voice and said: "In this life, you always have to leave something for future generations.
go to sleep."
Mrs. Lin didn't ask any more questions, nodded and left.
Lin Zhennan waited until his wife left, took out the scroll again, and sighed: "Oh, such a good martial arts has to be cut into pieces to practice..."