Poor Family Qingyun

In the winter of the third year of Zhenguan, the Lin family courtyard in Chang'an. Shen Lan, no, now his name is Lin Mo, stuffed the last handful of bran mixed with sand into his mouth and swallowed the smell of blood in his throat. Outside the window, my cousin was reciting his stolen "Watermill Strategy" loudly, and the whole hall was cheering. The jade pendant in his arms was slightly hot. It contained enough food to feed a hundred thousand people and the treasure of a civilization. He touched the tattooed scar on his face - this was the Lin family's "slave mark". "That's fine." He smiled coldly at the bronze mirror, "From today on, when Shen Lan returns, Lin Mo is dead. I will use your regrets to lay the first layer of bricks on the Qingyun Road of the Tang Dynasty." The next day, the ancestral hall was in an uproar, and a divorce letter shocked the entire family. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.