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Chapter 1446: Winning by Lying Down (Part 1446) [Seeking monthly votes]

Lin Feng asked this question with confidence, but it made Lin's father confused.

They stared at each other for a few moments.

Lin Feng did not avoid his gaze, so he saw the whole process of his father's eyes changing from grief, confusion, suspicion to hesitation. He did not recognize him, so Lin Feng could not say he was sad. The families in the north did not have as many red tape as the families in the central region, and the female members were relatively free and unrestrained. However, Lin Feng was only a few years old at that time, and he was not yet free and unrestrained, so he had to avoid contact with male relatives in the family.

I don't remember seeing my father very often.

The father and daughter always met in public places, with a group of maids and servants present. Lin Feng would not act like a spoiled child to him, and he would not be as loving and close to his daughter as a mother. They were just ordinary father and daughter.

Even these few contacts were more than ten years ago.

Her question was more out of playfulness than resentment.

But Father Lin didn’t know.

He observed Lin Feng's behavior again and again with uncertainty, and called out unconfidently: "A Su? If you are A Su, why do you pretend to be your brother? When did you get here?"

"…Is it possible that you have more than two sons?"

Father Lin never expected that Lin Feng would be the one to blame. He said with a sullen face, "You are slandering my innocence!"

In addition to the contribution of the mother, Lin's father also contributed to the birth of children with outstanding looks like Lin Chun, Lin Su, and Lin Feng. Although his temples are gray and there are fine lines at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he can still be described as having a charming demeanor, which perfectly fits the image of a middle-aged widower who is married, has children, and is frustrated.

Lin Feng didn't want to bring disaster to others.

She raised her hand to remove her disguise, revealing a pretty face.

Father Lin said warily: "You are——"

Lin Feng said: "Father doesn't recognize Jiaojiao anymore."

Father Lin muttered this name that was familiar to him but he hadn't said it out loud for many years. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, stepped forward and grabbed Lin Feng's shoulders, his fingers almost digging into his flesh. He lowered his voice in disbelief and said, "You, you are - no, that's not right, why are you here? Why are you still pretending to be your brother?"

The unexpected amount of information almost caused Mr. Lin’s brain to crash.

He thought of dozens of possible misfortunes that might have happened to his eldest son, but he never thought that the person in front of him would be Lin Feng who was far away in the north.

Father Lin did not doubt Lin Feng's identity.

Few people in this world know the relationship between Lin Feng and him.

How did he know the nickname of his daughter?

He believed that Lin Feng was Lin Feng, but now was not a good time for father and daughter to reunite and reminisce about the past. He wanted to know what happened more.

Just as Mr. Lin was about to ask, he realized that he had lost his composure.

"But did it hurt you?"

Lin Feng smoothed the wrinkled fabric on his shoulders: "No."

The physical fitness of the Wenxin scholar is not as good as that of the Wudan warriors, but it is far better than that of ordinary people. The force of Lin's father's loss of composure was not enough to make her frown. She sat back in her seat and put the thirst-quenching tea into her mouth - she herself was in a high position and had a teacher who was always worried that she was being treated unfairly, so her tongue had long been cunning.

As soon as you take a sip you know that this is not good tea, but old tea.

Although her tongue was picky, Lin Feng had developed a habit of not wasting food over the years. As long as the food was not deadly, she could swallow it without changing her expression. Facing Lin's father's anxious eyes, she sipped slowly and said, "Brother, everything is fine."

Father Lin suppressed his restless emotions.

Unexpectedly, the daughter he met again after many years was even more irritating than Lin Su: "I'm asking you now!"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "This city is under siege, does father know?"

Father Lin said, "Of course I know."

She pointed in the direction outside the city: "I'm coming from there."

Father Lin: "..."

Is the thief who attacked me related to my daughter?

No, isn’t my daughter a minister of the Northern Kang Kingdom?

Father Lin asked in a deep voice: "Stupid, you have a bright future ahead of you, why are you entangled with a group of thieves? Without you to take care of them, how can your great-grandfather and his family spend their old age in peace? Or - are these thieves secretly raised by Kangguo? Yes, that's right!"

He murmured a few words.

Lin Feng: "..."

It turned out that I was the biggest flaw in my master's disguise.

"You still haven't told me why you're pretending to be your older brother?"

Lin Feng smiled as he drank tea: "Father, you were quite clever just now, why are you confused now? My eldest brother was sent to discuss the negotiations and fell into my hands, and I came here using his identity. Why do you think I am pretending to be my eldest brother?"

Of course, it's to do bad things.

Is there any need to ask such an obvious answer?

Father Lin quietly touched his chest: "..."

The eldest son had a tight mouth and kept everything to himself. The second son was aggressive and had a lot on his mind, both of which made him worried. The daughter who was lost and found had a big mouth, but her attitude towards him was not as respectful as when she was a child, and she even made him angry.

"You--" Father Lin wanted to remind Lin Feng of their father-daughter relationship, but changed his words when the words came to his lips-Lin Feng beside him was confident and calm, and his eyebrows and eyes showed the majesty of a superior that Lin Chun and the others did not have. This majesty was not completely restrained when facing his father, which made Father Lin subconsciously slow down his breathing, and changed the subject, saying with a tone of teaching, "Why do you say everything?"

Aren’t you afraid that leaking secrets might ruin things?

Lin Feng put down the teacup: "I brought someone with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tu Rong's burly figure appeared at the door, blocking most of the light and making the light in the hall suddenly dim.

Father Lin was startled: "Who are you?"

Tu Rong clasped his fists and smiled, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.

"The junior Tu Rong is my junior sister's fellow disciple."

Lin Feng said in a chilling tone, "He can perform the etiquette of a junior, or he can clear up trouble."

No one will be able to pass on the message.

Father Lin clenched his palms: "Why do you have to do this?"

Lin Feng drank tea: "Everyone serves his own master, please forgive me, father."

Tu Rong strode in, his size making the already small hall seem even more cramped. Father Lin was also afraid of the faint smell of blood on him, but Tu Rong was completely unaware and opened a new teacup: "Just watching you lower your head and drink it, how delicious can it be?"

Lin Feng filled his glass.

Just as Father Lin was about to raise his hand to stop him, Tu Rong drank it in one gulp and chewed the tea leaves twice: "It's a little sweet, it's indeed good."

Lin Feng knew this would be the answer.

Tu Rong had no appreciation ability, but he liked the good tea of ​​his teacher, some of which were imperial tributes. No matter what kind of tea it was, he would always give the same comments. However, Father Lin thought that Tu Rong was being careful to save face and didn't tell the truth...

"The water used for tea is the morning dew on the leaves."

Father Lin's tone was a little proud.

Tu Rong's eyebrows almost knotted: "Isn't it all ash?"

As the morning dew rolls down, it will first blow away the dust on the leaves.

Father Lin: "..."

Lin Feng wanted to hold his forehead with his hand: "According to what you said, isn't it true that the teacher has been drinking ash all these years when buying morning dew from Shen Shaoqing?"

Shen Zhiming is the Minister of Agriculture on the surface, but he is also one of the best flower merchants in Kangguo, with the largest flower garden in Fengluo, the capital. In addition to various flower dews and rouges, his main business is morning dew. Because he wants to save energy, he only deals with acquaintances.

Lin Feng brought up the teacher, and Tu Rong immediately backed down.

Father Lin remained silent.

Although the brother and sister were talking and laughing happily, he did not forget what Lin Feng had just revealed - if the Lin family was not tactful, Lin Feng would not mind asking her senior brother to help clean up the mess. As long as everyone died, no one would know who did it.

Alas, these are the words spoken by his own daughter.

A bitter taste rose on his tongue, but he knew that his arms were no match for his thighs.

Yes, after more than ten years of separation, the childish little daughter back then has now grown into a "strong thigh", and even the identity of "father" cannot restrain her in the slightest, nor make her feel afraid even for a moment.

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling of tiredness surged in my heart.

"Father, is there any food left in the house?" Lin Feng's voice drew his attention back.

Father Lin said, "We just did some shopping yesterday."

Lin Feng asked someone to go to the east kitchen to prepare.

Tu Rong smiled and said, "Junior sister is still considerate."

Only when you are full can you have the energy to work.

It was still early before dark, and Lin Feng and the other two had nothing to do, so they decided to have a meal first. Father Lin sat on the side eating without any appetite.

After eating and drinking, the senior brothers jumped onto the beams and lay down to sleep, while the junior sisters sat in the corridor, rolled up their sleeves and sharpened their knives.

The rhythmic swish movement is quite hypnotic.

Father Lin was confused by his daughter: "Why are you grinding it?"

Lin Feng used his fingertips to feel whether the sword edge was sharp enough.

"I used it to kill people in the last battle, and it's a little blunt. I've been too busy to sharpen it." This sword was a gift from her teacher. Lin Feng cherishes it very much and has used it economically over the years. She takes good care of it and polishes it after each use to ensure that the sword is in the best condition.

Father Lin said awkwardly, "There's no rush."

Lin Feng responded: "I'll use it at night."

She sharpened the blade skillfully and then pulled out her hair to test it.

Seeing his hair broken by the wind, he was satisfied and put his sword back into its sheath.

The sun in the sky was tilted at a large angle.

Father Lin sat by and watched the entire process.

Occasionally I would look up at the direction of the beams.

Suddenly, there was a madman sharpening his sword at night, the imperial star was swaying and the Mars was high... When his daughter was sharpening the blade, she had such a strong desire to kill that the birds he kept in the courtyard were trembling and losing their feathers. How could this young man named Tu Rong still sleep? His sleep quality was quite good.

Well, you have a big heart.

It gets dark late at this time of year, and Tu Rong was so sleepy that his bones were almost soft. He put his hands on his head, stretched his shoulders, and stretched.

Tu Rong: "Junior sister, it's almost done."

Lin Feng put on his sword: "Yes."

Father Lin stood up and subconsciously wanted to catch up: "Lingde——"

Lin Feng said without even turning his head: "Just wish me a long-lasting literary career."

Before leaving, she set up a spirit of words in the house.

"Before dawn, order everyone not to go out. If anyone goes out, I cannot guarantee his life!"

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng gracefully flew over the courtyard wall and disappeared.

Tonight, blood will be splattered in the streets!

It took a long time for Father Lin to let go of his hand.

A barely perceptible sigh sounded in the air.

It was not a difficult task for Lin Feng to trick the city gate into opening. Lin Chun's identity was a bonus - this person was so cowardly that no one would have thought he would be a "traitor". She only needed to remove the city defense at the agreed time, and the gate would open.

With Tu Rong's help, he felt like a fish in water.

When everything was ready, Lin Feng pulled out the sword that had pierced the corpse's neck, shook off the blood on the sword, waved his hand and said, "Brother, go and meet the Lord and the others. I have some personal grudges here!"

Tu Rong threw the body into a dark place to delay its discovery.

"Can you handle this on your own?"

He naturally knew who Lin Feng was talking about, the idiot who sexually harassed him in the officialdom during the day. If he hadn't known Lin Feng's temper of wanting to take revenge with his own hands, he would have twisted the other person's neck in the dark.

Lin Feng made a gesture that it was okay.

"With just a little wind and waves, how could I possibly capsize?"

In less than a quarter of an hour——

Lin Feng almost covered his eyes: "I was careless."

It wasn't that she had run into a strong enemy, but that she had come at the wrong time. Lin Feng squatted on the roof with an expressionless face, and the groaning noises below indicated that if Lin Feng went down now, he would be disturbing others.

That man coveted Lin Chun's beauty and was obviously not very straight.

It turns out that he is not straight.

He was sweating profusely there, hugging a young man dressed as a page boy.

Lin Feng did not intend to kill the whole family, he only wanted to kill the culprit to relieve his hatred, and was ready to wait for the two of them to finish their business, and then find an opportunity to kill them. Unexpectedly, he heard from the book boy: "... Parent, how do you think I compare to that Mr. Lin?"

"How can you compare to his color?"

The servant boy wept sadly: "If my parents disliked me so much, why did they give him my clothes? Wasn't it just because they wanted to..."

The parents he mentioned became more and more interested.

"Isn't this what you suggested I do?"

"Parent~"

"..." Lin Feng almost vomited because of nausea.

Okay, okay, both of these guys are done!

However, Lin Feng did not choose to take action immediately.

She killed some time with a sneer, and while the two men below were trying to find the blissful place in a disordered rhythm, she suddenly struck out with a sword and skewered their throats. The two men bent their bodies like two cooked shrimps, skewered on the table by a sword.

The one above didn't die instantly. He was able to raise his head with difficulty, looking in disbelief at the evil star that suddenly fell from the sky.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he was shocked and angry that he was attacked from behind, or shocked that the murderer was the cowardly "Lin Chun", or angry that "Lin Chun" would choose to kill someone at this time.

"you--"

Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out from his throat.

Lin Feng gave him a thumbs up: "What a wonderful way to die!"

The man didn't know what he was thinking about, and he struggled violently.

How could he allow himself to die in this manner?

A lifetime of fame is ruined!

Lin Feng let the [Corpse Vine] wrap them tightly.

"Don't struggle. If you offend me, I will make you die in agony!" Lin Feng smiled grimly. She wanted this person to cross the Naihe Bridge and drink Mengpo soup without forgetting this humiliating memory. She wanted him to regret offending her, Lin Lingde, for several lifetimes. "I promise not to damage your body. I will bury you in the same posture as you died."

Lin Chun is a coward, but she, Lin Feng, is not a pushover.

As soon as he said this, the man died without catching his breath.

His head drooped limply, his eyes wide open.

The noise inside the house alarmed the guards outside the door.

When the door was pushed open, there was no sign of the parents and the servant in the room. If they were willing to go to the city gate tower, they would probably see a familiar figure. Lin Feng not only wanted them to die, but also wanted them to die socially! The [Corpse Vine] wrapped the two tightly, and Tu Rong couldn't see it, but just complained that she was a little slow.

"Junior sister, if you don't come back I will go look for you."

"It took some time to wait for the right moment to strike."

Tu Rong's eyes were full of life: "Do you want me to help you hang it up? He looks like a heavy fat man, don't tire your hands."

Against the backdrop of the orange-red firelight, her eyes and brows seemed more smiling.

"Hang up."

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The weather these days is so abnormal. Yesterday I wore short sleeves, today I wore a cotton jacket. I heard there is still snow on the mountain in the town...