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The Xiaowan thought that it was real and when she saw Ling Chaofeng again, she gestured excitedly for a long time. She told him how she met a flying dragon in her dreams, and Ling Chaofeng only smiled at her.

As for whether his dreams were real or fake, he had never been superstitious. As long as Xiaowan was happy, it was fine.

But after that afternoon's nap, Xiaowan finally stopped dreaming. She ended the torture of having too many dreams, and the night became more peaceful.

This day was the day that Bi Zhenye and his sister had arranged to meet, and had Hanxi come to invite Ling Qian to the residence to take a seat.

Hanxi ran over to them, dressed in her peach cloak embroidered with white plums, in this grey and white miserable world, people couldn't help but stare at her. The girl with the white fox fur had a smile that was like a flower. She bowed towards Ershan and said, "Greetings, Young Noble Ling."

Ershan bowed, but seeing that the brother and sister had walked in front of him, he knew in his heart that they were going to invite him to visit Bi’s Mansion for another cup of tea.

Even the teachers in the academy viewed him differently. First, there was the Emperor, then there was the General Shen, and that was the day of the Daqi Nation. No one dared to look down on him again.

But, would he be able to go to the Bi’s Mansion? The two people in front of him had been the same young people all those years ago, and it was impossible for them to recognize him now. However, it was hard to say for the rest of the people in the mansion.

As long as he denied it, no one could force him back into the business. As long as he persisted in not remembering what happened back then, even if his own father recognized him, it would be useless.

Meeting is only a matter of time. It is also a good thing for some people to start feeling anxious and in pain earlier.

Hanxi smiled innocently, "Young Noble Ling, my brother wants to invite you to his house for a cup of tea. As a person whose face is very thin, if you don't come back soon, he won't be able to speak anymore. I came here today specifically to help him invite you. Our family has excellent tea and the snacks I made myself. Young Noble Ling, please welcome. "

"I dare not. Young Master Bi has invited me many times. If I were to go against your wishes again, it would be truly disrespectful." "Miss, please forgive the many interruptions you have caused today." Ershan agreed.

Hanxi's eyes lit up as she rushed towards her big brother proudly. Bi Zhenye also heaved a sigh of relief.

When Ershan got on the carriage, he sent his sister to the carriage at the back. When he helped her up onto the carriage, he said: "I thought you had some skills, but you pushed me out instead."

Hanxi laughed: "I don't want to lie, lying is meaningless. We are big brother's friends anyway, don't tell me I want to invite him? If grandmother knew that I am casually communicating with the young masters outside, wouldn't she beat me to death? "

Bi Zhenye dotingly said, "Next time, if Grandmother makes things difficult for you, brother will help you."

Laughter came from behind him. They were brothers and sisters, and they were very close. Anyone could feel that. But Ershan was not envious. The heavens pitied him, allowing him to settle in the Ling Xiao Inn. Over the past ten years, he had not lived alone at all.

Bi Zhenye got on the car, and said that he had prepared a small courtyard for Ling Yu, that it would allow him to eat and sleep. It would definitely be more peaceful and peaceful than the inns outside, and would be beneficial for his studies. If he felt that it was a waste of money to eat and live here, he could also give food and lodging the silver taels. This was something that could be easily agreed upon.

"The most important thing is that my father loves talents. He often looks forward to me and interacts with those with knowledge." After Bi Zhenye finished speaking, he said gently, "Today, you go take a look, if you are willing, I will immediately send a servant to get the items for you."

Ershan smiled as he thanked his and didn't answer directly. Not long later, the carriage entered a quiet street, and the people here were all high-ranking officials and nobles. It was just like ten years ago, there wasn't much of a change.

Being an official in the capital was not as comfortable as being in a proper place. Under the nose of the emperor, it was impossible to move his family even an inch.

It was the same appearance as before, except the flowers, plants and rocks in the courtyard were slightly different. Naturally, the furnishings in the room also became a bit more gorgeous.

"Father is not back yet. Mother and Grandmother are at the Buddha Hall. Let's go to my study first. I'll see them later." After Bi Zhenye was reported to the servants, he brought Ershan to the study room with his sister.

Ershan recognized this study room. He had been studying with the six year old Bi Zhenye since he was five, and at that time, the two tables were facing each other. They were both mischievous kids, who tore off books and threw them at each other.

Once, he was caught by his father and dragged into the yard to be beaten up. His mother rushed over to stop him, but was scolded by his father for not teaching the child properly.

However, in Ershan's memories, he had never seen his father blush and shout at that woman before. It was unknown when, but his mother had already become someone he loathed.

"You guys sit down. I'll go back to my room first. When Grandmother sees me here, she'll have to read me. She told me to embroider the handkerchief; I haven't finished embroidering." Hanxi bowed towards Ershan, "Young Noble Ling, please enjoy some tea, I will take my leave first."

Ershan stood up and sent it off, but Bi Zhenye took out an article and said: "This is your essay from two days ago. I copied it and showed it to my father. Since I was in school this time, he avoided coming here to teach. If I wasn't here, he would have come. He said that in all these years, I've never seen a student as intelligent as you. "

"I don't dare." Ershan calmly replied, "Prime Minister Meng, please appreciate my kindness."

Bi Zhenye asked: "Ling Xu, who did you learn from in your hometown?"

Ershan replied: "We have an elder brother at home."

Bi Zhenye thought of the brother that the General Shen had mentioned. He did indeed have a brother, and with Ling Tian's abilities, his brother must be even more amazing.

However, why would such a talented person hide in the countryside? Why wouldn't he become an official instead of an official? Both the Supreme Emperor and the current emperor were wise kings who loved talent.

"There are so many talents in your family." Bi Zhenye said.

Ershan smiled meaningfully. Which family, and what kind of person is someone from this mansion?

In the buddhist hall, the Old Madem only paid respects to the buddhas. He heard from the servants that the young master had come back from school and brought his friends to his house to be his guests. Since this place was dedicated to the buddhas, he did not come over to pay his respects and instead asked if he should invite them to come greet him.

Old Madem said: "I am just an old granny, why would I need these future young people of the imperial government to bow and kneel to me? I am merely Zhenye's granny. You guys go ahead and get some snacks. I'll go and say my farewells myself. "

The wife walked along the long corridor, the Old Madem said to Mrs. Bi: "It's very important that he makes friends, the child's eyes are small and clean, it's not good to see. Whether those friends are good or bad, you have to help him look around, don't let him be led astray by others, he's being despised by his father again."

The Mrs. Bi listened to them one by one, and the group arrived at the study room. Bi Zhenye and Ershan were debating about ancient books, and it seemed like they were on good terms with each other.

"Zhenye, your classmate is here?" Old Madem chuckled as he came over. Standing beside the desk was a young man, who was taller than his grandson, with a robust physique. His head was lowered, and his appearance could not be clearly seen.

"Junior pays his respect to Old Madem, Madam." Ershan bowed respectfully. After the ceremony, he lowered his head.

"Zhenye, are all of you the same age?" Old Madem was supported and sat down, observing Ershan, and laughed: "You truly are a genius, my child, raise your face and let me have a look."

Ershan's heart trembled slightly. He tried his best to calm himself down, he had not seen his grandmother for more than ten years. Back then, only his grandmother had treated them fairly.

He raised his eyes and saw an old woman with gray hair at her temples. Her grandmother was currently in the flowery body, but she lived like a prince and was naturally younger than most people. She looked just like she used to, but there were deep wrinkles around her eyes.

The old lady's heart trembled when she saw Ershan's expression. She didn't know why, but with her eyes filled with tears and her hand holding onto her walking stick, she suddenly dropped it. She quickly walked to Ershan and grabbed both of his arms.

"Industry, is that you, industry?" Old Madem was extremely excited, crying, "Industry, is it really you, I am Grandma."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, the Mrs. Bi's gaze was tightly locked onto Ling Tian's face. This young man, looked really familiar, but …

"Industry..." Old Madem felt that he would not recognize the wrong person, and kept calling his grandson's name, but Ershan coldly replied, "Old Madem, this junior's name is Ling Qian."

Bi Zhenye was also extremely shocked. He went up to his grandmother and explained: "Grandma, this is my classmate, Ling Yu. He came from the Li Prefecture, you must have recognized wrongly."

"It can't be, how could I recognize my grandson wrongly?" The Old Madem was agitated and refused to let go of Ershan's hand. He asked him repeatedly, "You're a business, you're a business right? You found your way home right?"

Ershan said gently: "Old Madem, you are really mistaken."

They wanted to send Old Madem back to the Inner Palace, but Old Madem said to his grandson, "Zhenye, don't let him go. Let your father come back to take a look, Grandma can't be wrong, he must be your brother."

Everyone crowded around Old Madem and left, the study room immediately became quiet, leaving a few servants behind who stared curiously at Ershan. Outside the study, Mrs. Bi followed along, but he could not help but stop in his tracks and look at the person in the room from afar.

'Like, it really is similar, but he should be dead by now. How can he still be alive in this world? '

Ershan sat alone in his study, waiting for Bi Zhenye to return so he could take his leave. His guess was right, he shouldn't have come so early, to think that his grandmother would recognize him at first glance.

Was this the legendary kinship that was thicker than water? Did the heavens pity him and let him experience true happiness, or did they want him to soften his heart and let go of his hatred?

No, he couldn't do it. He had waited for more than ten years, not for today's situation.