After Jin Lang, Hu Shu and Wen Nanfang, who came to receive their group, greeted them politely, they were very happy and directly offered the 200,000 taels of compensation for the escort with a smile.

Since the other party was so sincere, Wen Nanfang was naturally not polite. He smiled and ordered his men to accept the two hundred thousand taels of silver offered by Hu Shu and Jin Lang.

The handover of 200,000 taels of silver cannot be completed so quickly, and since this handover involves real money and silver, two parties need to be present to keep an eye on it. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it’s hard to say whose fault it is.

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Therefore, when the two parties handed over the compensation money, the leaders of each party temporarily got into their respective carriages and rested temporarily.

Jin Lang and Hu Shu sat in the same carriage. After getting into the carriage, the two started chatting quietly.

Jin Lang sighed: "That person just now was Wen Nanfang, one of the Seven Congs. He is truly a gentleman like jade, unparalleled in the world..."

Hu Shu didn't say anything more. He just nodded silently and kept frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Jin Lang saw Hu Shu's expression, he smiled and said, "Are you thinking that with Wen Nanfang's character and appearance, Mr. Lin Mansion might be more ugly than the five adopted sons of the lord?"

Hu Shu raised his eyelids and glanced at Jin Lang: "Liangze, be careful what you say. This place is already the territory of Mr. Lin Mansion."

Jin Lang said with an ambiguous smile: "It doesn't matter to Mr. Lin that these words are fine. They just clarify the purpose of our lord asking the five major generals to come with him to escort the compensation money. This way... it will be better and smoother."

It’s about promoting the marriage.”

After hearing this, Hu Shu did not stop Jin Lang from talking about this topic. Jin Lang's words were not unreasonable.

Jin Lang: "Don't be unfounded. Wen Nanfang is not a threat no matter how outstanding his character is. As long as Mr. Lin is not stupid, he will never have any other relationship with the supporting talents around him."

Hu Shu: "Yes. What Liangze said makes sense."

On the other side, Lin Zhihui and others were also riding on horses, looking at Wen Nanfang who was supervising his men to carefully count the compensation money, and chatting in low voices.

"This is Wen Nanfang, one of the most famous Seven Congs? He is worthy of being as famous as the master... uh... Fuzhou Mu. Judging from his actions and conversation, he is not an ordinary person." Qi

Fang Ya praised Wen Nanfang and unconsciously called Fu Xiao his lord.

Qi Huiliu glared at Qi Fangya and whispered: "Second brother, be careful what you say. You should know what mother cares about most!"

Qi Fangya curled his lips and was very dissatisfied, but he also knew that Qi Huiliu was doing it for his own good and said nothing more.

However, Qi Wuqi whispered to Qi Huiliu: "Brother, it's okay for the second brother to scream at this time. There is no one around us at this moment."

At this time, Yu Hongyi looked at Lin Zhihui, who was gradually showing his emotions, and warned Qi Wuqi: "You can't take it lightly at any time, especially when it comes to the last step."

Lin Zhihui's eyes moved slightly, knowing that Yu Hongyi was speaking to him, so he nodded imperceptibly.

After hearing this, Qi Wuqi exclaimed: "A final kick? Third brother, what do you mean by this? Which door are we going to enter? We are not really going to enter Mr. Lin's door, are we?"

When Lin Zhihui heard this, he punched Qi Wuqi in the nose and shut him up.

What a beautiful thought! I deserve a beating!

Qi Wuqi painfully covered his bleeding nose from Lin Zhihui's blow, turned around and complained to Qi Huiliu: "Brother, fifth brother beat me again, you have to stand up for me!"

By the time both parties finished counting and handing over the two hundred thousand taels of compensation money, it was already late at night.

Wen Nannan asked his men to escort the compensation money to the bank, and then personally led the way. He arranged for the group of people sent by Qi Ya to negotiate for peace to stay in the state city in a very polite manner. It was built by the government and was specially used to entertain officials and envoys.

Inn.

After Wen Nanfang arranged for the group of people sent by Qiya for peace talks to stay at the inn, he also stayed here with them.

After the group of people sent by Qiya for peace talks rest for a day, Wen Nannan will personally lead them to the palace tomorrow to meet Lin Zhihuang and formally sign the peace treaty covenant.

Jin Lang and Hu Shu saw that Wen Nanfang's attitude was so kind and friendly, which indirectly represented Mr. Lin's attitude towards people like them.

Seeing how things were developing, Jin Lang and Hu Shu finally put their hearts back in their stomachs. After ordering the elite soldiers accompanying them to set up defenses inside and outside the inn where they were staying, they slept peacefully.

I just have to keep my spirits up tonight and take the five heroic young generals under my lord's knees tomorrow to pay homage to the famous Mr. Lin Mansion.

The next day, the palace, study room.

After reading the news reported by the film envoy from Huai Mansion, Bian Hong said with a smile: "My lord specially asked Pei Lingyao to stay in the mansion for such a long time yesterday, and then opened the main gate of the palace to send him out with such great fanfare..."

"The desired effect, judging from the reaction in the Huai Mansion yesterday, seems to have been achieved." Sui Bianhong looked at Lin Zhihuang sitting upright in front of the desk, with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows.

Lin Zhihuang was in a good mood and put the finished report back on the desk. He stood up and walked to the study window. He leaned out of the window leisurely and looked at the sky outside.

Lin Zhihuang smiled and replied: "This is what my uncle wants when he comes to visit this time. As a niece, how can I not fulfill his wishes?"

Bian Hong smiled and narrowed his peach blossom eyes: "Huai family has found an opportunity to establish a relationship with you this time. Someone should come to talk to you about the matter between Concubine Huai and Mr. Yue soon.

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"You are such a good uncle."

"Yes..." Lin Zhihuang showed a pleasant smile on his face: "It seems that I, the Lord, have been having good luck with family ties recently."

Hearing this, Sui Bianhong couldn't help but laugh and said: "My lord, you are talking about only this one thing. How come two things have to happen at the same time to be called 'luck', right?"

Lin Zhihuang smiled and did not answer the words. He leaned against the window lattice, raised his hand to catch a piece of crimson petals that flew into the study room from the window, and said happily: "The wind is beautiful and the sun is beautiful, which is perfect for continuing the family relationship."

When..."

Sui Bian Hong was slightly surprised: "What? Is the lord still planning to summon Pei Lingyao to the house for a talk today?"

Lin Zhihuang shook his head with a smile, turned around and walked to Suibian Hong, and asked nonchalantly: "The group sent by Qi Ya for peace talks entered Kuzhou City yesterday. Today, Congshen should lead them.

Are you here to pay your respects to me?"

Sui Bian Hong was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I forgot that you have to meet this group of people today. But you don't have time to reminisce with your great uncle."

"How long until they arrive?"

Sui Bianhong chuckled and asked, "Why do you feel that there is a bit of impatience in the Lord's question?"

Lin Zhihuang flicked the crimson petal he had just caught from the window onto Suibian Hong's shoulder, and warned with a smile: "Answer the question."

Sui Bianhong immediately stopped inquiring and looked sideways at the sky outside the window: "In another hour, Congshen will bring their group to the palace."

Lin Zhihuang gave a soft hum, then left Sui Bianhong and strolled back to her dormitory in a good mood, inviting the four seasons to dress up for her.

An hour later, the meeting hall.

Sui Bianhong looked to his side. Lin Zhihuang, who was sitting at the main seat in the palace, wearing a purple rhombus grosgrain eight-treasure pleated skirt, a hairpin with an emerald jade crown, and obsidian earrings, fell into deep contemplation.

Bian Hong's thoughts faded as Wen Nanfang led the group sent by Qiya for peace talks into the palace and respectfully paid homage to Lin Zhihuang.

Then Bian Hong thought that he might have found the answer. His lord was so excited and abnormal. It was really possible... that he had fallen in love with someone.

This guess was perfectly confirmed when Lin Zhihuang walked down the hall slowly and put his hand on the face of a handsome adopted son sent by Qi Ya.
Chapter completed!