In the autumn of the 16th year of Yongye's reign, we were in the west courtyard of Dingyuanhou Mansion.
Six-year-old Lin Xiuyuan opened his eyes. The memory of his past life and the six years of hunger and cold in the farm family were stung by the silken silk all over the room.
Three days ago, he was Su Ergou who was so hungry that he gnawed tree bark in Qinghe Village.
Three days later, he became the "true grandson" of Dingyuan Hou Mansion - the son of Lin Dashan, the second master who had been miscarried for thirty years and had just been brought back from the countryside.
At the banquet in the main hall, the pretended prince Lin Chengsi raised his glass with a smile: "My second brother has worked hard all the way. My elder brother has prepared a house in the east of the city. From now on, I can enjoy peace and happiness in peace."
The whole house was silent. Everyone understands - this is to permanently isolate the True Blood from power.
Thirty years ago, the mountain temple made a mistake, and Lin Chengsi grew up as his legitimate son. He has been in charge of the Hou Mansion for more than five years.
Lin Xiuyuan's father and real second son, Lin Dashan, was unable to hold jade chopsticks and spilled the soup with a "pop" sound.
"Sure enough, he has mud legs." The girl from the third room covered her mouth and chuckled.
Father squatted on the porch, his voice trembling: "Yuan'er... Did dad drag you down?"
Lin Xiuyuan pushed open the carved window and looked at the majestic library of the Hou Mansion.
In his previous life, he was a Ph. D. In both literature and history. In this life, he has entered this man-eating chess game——
"Dad, they stole more than thirty years."
"I want them to return it on their knees with interest."
The ethnic studies exam will take place in March.
Lin Yaozu, the heir carefully cultivated by the fake prince, could not write a sentence, but the strategy presented by six-year-old Lin Xiuyuan made the old marquis urgently call him late at night.
"This kid... Really grew up in the countryside?"
Lin Chengsi's vicious plot, the cold arrows from each house, and the scorn of the Marquis——
Lin Xiuyuan took all the photos and turned the road to the imperial examination into a ladder with his backhand.
Reader comments
Good. Like it very much. The good ones are written less every time. I didn't want to read it after I was reminded of the update. I haven't finished almost every book.
Good. Like it very much. The good ones are written less every time. I didn't want to read it after I was reminded of the update. I haven't finished almost every book.