Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 114 Art Comes from Reality

Thinking of Fourth Aunt, Lin Zhiqing suppressed all the thoughts in his heart: "Aunt Mu, you must never mention this to anyone else."

Lin Zhiqing had previously known about his fourth uncle's feelings for his mother, but Aunt Mu didn't know, so she was so horrified.

The number of people in the Lin family who knew about this matter now... Lin Zhiqing counted them, and there weren't many.

To be honest, she had only seen the scene of a brother-in-law falling in love with his sister-in-law in novels.

The saying that art comes from reality is quite reasonable.

Aunt Mu nodded quickly: "Yes, Miss, I won't tell anyone."

After she finished speaking, she felt relieved.

I don’t know when it started, but Aunt Mu always subconsciously wants to ask Lin Zhiqing for his opinion whenever she encounters a problem.

Then, regarding this other thing... Miss should also agree, right?
Aunt Mu was a little hesitant.

Lin Zhiqing has been with Aunt Mu for so long that he has already figured out her personality.

It was easy to tell at this moment that she was worried.

"Aunt Mu, you and I have depended on each other for so many years, why are you so distant in front of me?" Lin Zhiqing held Aunt Mu's hand.

Aunt Mu felt the warmth coming from her hand and courage grew in her heart.

She stood up and knelt on the ground. Before Lin Zhiqing could react, she kowtowed first: "Miss, I have a favor to ask of you."

Lin Zhiqing frowned, quickly stood up, and supported Aunt Mu's arm, helping her up. "Aunt Mu, are you still treating me as an outsider? If you have anything to say, just say it directly. Why do you have to go through such a big ceremony?"

Aunt Mu's eyes couldn't help but turn red when she heard this. She held Lin Zhiqing's hand and said, "Miss, my hometown was attacked by bandits. My brother and sister-in-law are all gone. Now I only have a niece left."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"When did this happen?" Lin Zhiqing quickly remembered that Aunt Mu's hometown was indeed very close to where the bandits were.

"It's been more than a month." Aunt Mu raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears.

Lin Zhiqing frowned. Aunt Mu hadn't told her this for so long. "Aunt Mu, go get fifty taels of silver from your cousin and bury your brother and his wife properly."

"As for your niece, her parents are gone now, and I'm sure she's having a hard time living alone. Why don't you bring her over to keep her company?"

Before Aunt Mu could even speak, Lin Zhiqing arranged everything in just two sentences.

Aunt Mu originally thought that Lin Zhiqing was very busy recently, so she didn't want to disturb him with such a trivial matter.

But her niece had no parents and was bullied in her hometown. She was really worried, so she decided to ask her own young lady for help.

I didn't expect that the lady could arrange everything so smoothly without even asking.

She sniffed, her tears still not dried, and a slightly excited smile appeared on her face again: "Miss, thank you."

As she said this, she was about to kowtow again, but fortunately Lin Zhiqing stopped her in advance.

After doing so many things in one day, it is impossible for Lin Zhiqing not to feel tired.

After Aunt Mu left, she rechecked the Wuqinglu. After confirming that there was no problem, she drank it with water.

Maybe it was because he was too tired or because the calming effect of the Wuqinglu was too good, but Lin Zhiqing fell asleep quickly.

Early the next morning, it was Aunt Mu who came to wake her up.

When she rushed to the outside of the main hall, she happened to hear Lin Congli's familiar, serious voice.

When she stepped into the main hall, the first person she saw was Lin Jiusi, who was sitting on a chair and looking around.

"Zhiqing, you and Yangyang are being so rude. What time is it now?" Lin Congli sat at the top and began to lecture as usual.

"Uncle, Zhiqing and Sister have been running around a lot these past few days, so it's normal for them to feel tired." Lin Shian spoke up to help, "Especially Zhiqing. She was just diagnosed with a cold yesterday."

"Ahem!" Lin Zhiqing patted his chest and coughed twice, as if to cooperate with Lin Shi'an. Lin Congli swallowed back all the words in his heart. After all, he had seen Lin Zhiqing's recent performance.

In order to hide the unnaturalness on his face, he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Lin Jiusi on the side sneered: "Serves you right, you're just pretending."

When such sarcastic remarks were made, Lin Shian's eyes instantly darted away, which was far from his usual self-sufficient attitude.

Lin Jiusi didn't react for a moment, but he felt the hostility in Lin Shian's eyes. Perhaps because he felt guilty, he looked away.

Lin Zhiqing walked forward and gently touched Lin Shian's shoulder as he passed by.

Lin Shian nodded slightly, indicating that everything was arranged.

Lin Zhiqing knew what was going on, so he started talking to Lin Congli, mentioning the hot spring villa several times.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiusi sat there uncomfortably, feeling dry mouth and tongue, a feeling that even drinking tea could not suppress.

Seeing that everyone except him was chatting animatedly, he blinked, thinking of the things in his hand, and his mind drifted elsewhere.

After sitting for another stick of incense, Lin Jiusi finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He first stood up and walked around the main hall for a while, and then, seeing that no one noticed him, he tiptoed out.

After walking out of the main hall, he exhaled, looked around, and seeing that there was no one around, he walked towards the South Courtyard.

He was anxious and didn't notice anything strange.

At the same time, in the main hall, Lin Zhiqing and Lin Shian stopped talking.

……

Lin Jiusi soon arrived outside Lin Congyan's yard. He easily dodged several servants and sneaked to the vicinity of the study.

After observing outside the study for a while and confirming that no one was coming, Lin Jiusi's breathing became a little rapid.

He pinched the wooden sign in his hand, and thought of Aunt Chun's every frown and smile, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Fortunately, according to Lin Zhiqing, they are currently only suspicious about the hot spring villa and have not investigated it further.

You still have time!

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and pushed the door tentatively when he arrived at the door of Lin Congyan's study.

Nothing happens.

When he came here before, he was surrounded by servants.

Perhaps it was because the Lin family was in trouble, and the housekeeper Lin Zhiqing was incompetent, so the servants were lazy... He automatically ignored those unreasonable things and could only quickly return the things.

Hurry up!
Hurry up!
"Bang, bang!" The moment he stepped into the study, Lin Jiusi clearly heard the sound of his own heartbeat in his ears.

The sound only faded away when he gently closed the door.

He took a deep breath, looked around, and his eyes fell on the painting hanging in the corner.

Aunt Chun's face appeared in front of him again. Lin Jiusi shook his head and shook her face out of his mind.

He quickly walked to the bookshelf and moved one of the books skillfully, and a secret compartment appeared before him.

He took out the wooden sign without hesitation and was about to put it in, but when his hand was only a fist away from the secret compartment, his wrist suddenly tightened.

Then, a voice like the whisper of a Rakshasa sounded in his ears.

"The lame man is well now. You know how to send the crutches."

"Don't you think it's too late to come back now?"