Although the distance from the northern suburbs of the city to Wangfu Hutong is only 20 to 30 kilometers, it still takes at least an hour to walk even during non-peak hours. If it happens to hit the peak hours, it will not take more than three hours.

Will definitely be able to get there.

Within half an hour after Manor and Zhuang Chun left Zhuangzi, Zhuang Lin felt a little regretful.

Waiting is a kind of torture for anyone, especially when the person or thing he is waiting for is the one he values ​​and cares about the most. This kind of waiting is even more terrible.

In that jade plate, there are clues to find the Emperor Ming's sword. Its preciousness is not even worse than that of the little Medicine King who was over five hundred years old. If anything goes wrong along the way, then he will just wait to cry.

He regretted that he should not have let the manor and Zhuang Chun go, but should have gone there himself. In this case, he would not have to wait anxiously or worry about anything going wrong.

But now, there is no use regretting. He can only wait here, hoping that nothing will happen in the middle.

Time passed little by little, and at eleven o'clock at noon, Zhuang Lin couldn't sit still anymore. He got up and left the room and exited the small building.

In winter, the village is desolate and desolate. There are no plants in sight. The fields in the distance are bare. In some places, you can still see the remaining snow left by the last heavy snow.

Winter in Yanjing is notoriously cold, especially the wind coming from the northern plains. It is even more frighteningly cold. It blows directly on the skin, like a knife cutting flesh, making it cold and painful.

Zhuang Lin's physique is not afraid of the cold even if he wears thin clothes. He doesn't feel anything when walking in the cold wind.

"Young Master." I don't know when, Zhuang Min appeared at the door downstairs. After seeing Zhuang Lin, he walked over quickly and followed him.

"Zhuang Min, how many years have you been here?" Zhuang Lin walked in the field, looking into the distance, and asked Zhuang Min behind him as he walked.

"Three years ago, Uncle Zhao passed away. There was a shortage of stewards here, so I took the initiative to apply and be transferred here to be the steward." Zhuang Min said, feeling a little lonely and depressed in his words.

Uncle Zhao, the old man of this village, has been working here as a steward since the old man built the village. In the blink of an eye, it has been decades.

He still vaguely remembered the past events when Uncle Zhao took him to the river to fish when he was still young. In just a blink of an eye, this gentle old man was no longer alive.

"When the weather gets warm next year, find someone to come and clean up this place. When I return to Yanjing, I will stay here." Zhuang Lin said slowly, turning around and looking at the two small buildings not far away.

"Those fields are still the same as before, with some fruits and vegetables planted, and the motherless small garden is planted with flowers and plants."

Zhuang Min followed, listening carefully. When he heard Zhuang Lin calling out the word mother, he stopped, and then sighed in his heart, but didn't say anything more.

"Uncle, what are you going to do with that profiteer? Do you really want to let him go?" After hesitating for a moment, Zhuang Min asked.

"You should know that I am not the kind of person who breaks his word. Since I promised him, I will not go back on my word. Of course, to be on the safe side, I will send him to leave China and go to the Western world." Zhuang Lin stopped,

Said slowly.

"Afterwards, I will contact my friends in the West. If he goes there, he will never think of coming back again."

In everything, one must prepare for a rainy day after all, and this matter is extraordinary, and all aspects must be considered. He may not kill Wode Zhang, but Wode Zhang must disappear from China forever.

"Zhuang Chun and the others are back. Let me know as soon as possible. I'll go in and rest for a while." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the small building.

Although no one has lived in the room on the first floor of the small building for a long time, the layout inside is still the same as before, and it is extremely clean. Apparently, Zhuang Min has been cleaning it all year round since he came here.

In the room next to the stairs, every time his mother brought him over, he would choose this room. Over time, this room became his mother's exclusive room, and the things in it were all prepared according to her needs.

Although five or six years have passed, you can still see many things that my mother used in those days.

Sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room. In front of the quaint dressing table, Kong Qinghua is sitting on a stool, holding a willow comb in his hand, gently combing his hair.

Zhuang Lin pushed the door open and looked at the graceful back. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the same room six years ago. There was also this dressing table. His mother was sitting on that stool, holding the willow comb.

Comb long hair.

He walked forward slowly, stopped behind Kong Qinghua, stretched out his hand, and gently grasped Kong Qinghua's jade hand holding the willow comb.

Kong Qinghua turned his head and saw his face. A soft smile appeared on his beautiful face, and his body gently leaned back and leaned against him.

Without any words, Zhuang Lin took the willow comb, held it in his hand, and carefully helped Kong Qinghua comb his hair. The teeth of the comb slid through the hair without any fetters.

"Zhuang Lin, I like the layout of this room very much. Can we not go back tonight and just stay here?" Kong Qinghua leaned on Zhuang Lin and said softly to him.

This is the first time that Kong Qinghua has made a request to him since they have known each other for so long. It is a very simple request.

"Since you like it, we won't go back. When we come to Yanjing again in the future, we will all live here. This room will be yours from now on." Zhuang Lin continued to comb her hair and nodded.

He responded softly.

When the mind calms down and the attention is diverted, time passes quickly. Before you know it, more than an hour has passed and there is a knock on the door.

"Master, Zhuang Chun and the others are back." Zhuang Min's voice came from outside the door.

Hearing that Zhuang Chun was back, Zhuang Lin sat up from the bed. He turned his head and glanced around him. Next to him, Kong Qinghua was sleeping soundly. He got out of bed quietly and walked out of the room as quietly as possible, backhand

Closed the door.

At the door of the room, Zhuang Min was waiting there.

"Where are the two of them?"

"I know that you and the young lady are resting, so they went to the small building next to them to wait. They have already found the thing." Zhuang Min lowered his voice slightly and responded in a low voice.

After learning that the jade plate was obtained, Zhuang Lin's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Come on, let's go over and have a look."
Chapter completed!