After saying that, Yuan Huai raised his head and glanced at the sky, his face suddenly became happy, he turned around and ran back into the house, packed his things, and prepared to go out.

At the same time, he politely said:

"If Mr. Lin Lingtai is fine, please come back. I'm going out as well. Are you going to Xunyangfang? We can go together."

Lin Cheng looked curiously at Yuan Huaimin, who was about to go out with great interest:

"Where is Yuan Sima going?"

"The time has come. It's time to go to Brother Lianghan's house for dinner. We go there every three days. Well, if I weren't embarrassed, I would go every day."

Lin Cheng was about to speak but stopped.

When Yuan Huaimin saw it, he suddenly looked wary and said:

"Mr. Lin Lingtai, I can't bring anyone over."

"...?" Lin Cheng.

"Lang Lingtai doesn't know. Brother Lianghan is fine, but his shrewish aunt is very strict. Every three days I go there to have a meal, I will be verbally abused by her at the dinner table. She is full of sarcasm and sarcasm.

, I have no choice but to swallow my anger with a gun in my hand, which is really an insult to my gentleness."

He sighed and slapped his hands heavily:

"Hey, if it weren't for that table of good dishes, how could a man tolerate such a humiliation! Forget it, this unruly woman from the countryside is no longer as experienced as her. Who told her to cook delicious food?

"Lang Lingtai seems to be a good man at first glance. It's better not to suffer from this bird's anger. Hey, just go back and go back. Let's go to this pit of fire."

Lin Cheng frowned at Yuan Huaimin, who was speaking righteously, and suddenly asked:

"I heard that Sima Yuan was an outstanding poet. He was a famous scholar in Chang'an in the past."

Yuan Huaimin nodded: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but it's more important to eat now, so I'll leave first..." After saying that, he wanted to run away.

Lin Cheng interrupted with a straight face: "Why don't you write it now?"

"Well, it's not like a sow is giving birth to piglets, so how can it be so productive?" Yuan Huaimin stopped and turned around seriously.

Lin Cheng shook his head and said softly: "The reason."

"Does your Si Tianjian still care about this?"

Lin Cheng said calmly: "Then please hand over a piece of calligraphy. Si Tianjian needs it for investigating the case."

Yuan Huaimin hesitated for a moment and asked: "Can you paint? There is a picture of shy winter plums."

"Can."

Yuan Huaimin turned back to the house, hurriedly rolled up a scroll and stuffed it into Lin Cheng's hand.

Lin Cheng put away the scroll and suddenly asked:

"Does Ouyang Changshi often come to you to listen to the piano?"

Yuan Huaimin was stunned and nodded: "Yes. What's wrong?"

"As Sima, you should know about the case of Huang Xuan's family. Did Ouyang Lianghan make an appointment to come to you on the day of the accident?"

"We usually don't make an appointment at a specific time. He is very busy and comes only when he has time. I will be at home that day."

"Okay, got it."

Lin Cheng walked out of the yard, but he did not leave immediately.

Standing in the dark, he watched Yuan Huaimin go away as he hurried to catch the meal.

Turning around, he arrived at a lake in the temple.

These days, he comes often.

Lin Cheng stood on the shore and silently looked at the pavilion in the center of the lake.

This temple and lake are located in the center of Xingzifang.

It is said that a star fell from the sky and fell in the lake.

Later, it was regarded as auspicious, and the people of Xunyang gathered around the water, and the surrounding area gradually became prosperous.

Later, this square was also named Xingzifang by the governor of Xunyang County in the early Han Dynasty...

"Xingzi Lake...Xingzi...what a good name...avoiding the moon and reaching for the stars...avoiding the moon and reaching for the stars..."

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Cheng's figure disappeared by the lake.

On his way back, Lin Cheng visited the ruins of the old courtyard again, walked around in a circle, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and left the courtyard.

He calmly walked out of the alley where the old courtyard was located, and when passing by a large house at the entrance of the alley, he suddenly stopped.

"Clean up and move everything out. The buyer will come back for inspection later. Don't neglect the guests..."

A woman's condescending and cold voice could be heard faintly in the house.

"Yes, Thirteenth Mother." The little people said yes.

Lin Cheng was quiet for a while, looked at the high wall of the house, turned around and walked around to the main entrance of the big house.

I saw many slaves carrying furniture at the gate.

Lin Cheng, who was wearing a gray low-key soap suit, covered up the golden lacquer token of Si Tianjian around his waist, and walked into the crowd with a calm expression.

He went against the flow of people and entered the house for a leisurely stroll. The servants and servants around him didn't notice him for a while.

Lin Cheng stopped not far from the hall of the residence and raised his eyelids.

I saw a noble lady wearing a purple lotus flower silk in the hall.

She had a cold look on her face, and her tone of voice when ordering the servants was quite serious, as if she was in a bad mood.
Chapter completed!