The capital was not affected by the burning, killing and looting of Mongolian cavalry. In particular, Lin Qingran stabbed the Mongolian cavalry in Tongzhou, causing the Mongolian cavalry to hardly cruise around the capital this time, but returned to the team with the seriously injured and dying Hamuba Du'er.

The long street of Zhengyangmen is still lively, with people coming and going, and the traffic is crowded, and the quaint shops on both sides are endless, showing a peaceful and prosperous scene.

For the vast majority of the people in the capital, the capital was in a seven-day martial law, except that they could not leave the city freely and had some personal soldiers on the streets, the essence was nothing different from usual.

Lin Qingran already had a special relationship with the capital because he had governed the city as the prefect of Shuntian. At this time, he looked at the street through the carriage curtain and found that there were not many changes in the shops on both sides of the street.

But he didn't know whether it was the "corpse accumulation" in the city or the coffin ordered by people outside the city, but he saw several coffins being pulled out of the city one after another. When it came to seeing the coffin, he regarded it as a good omen for promotion and wealth, but he still felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

The carriage passed through Zhengyangmen Long Street, then entered the inner city from the south gate, separated by Hua Yingrong's carriage, and then headed straight for Lingshi Hutong in Xiaoyongfang.

"stop!"

Tiezhu slapped the horse in front, but suddenly ordered him to do so.

As he got closer to the door of the house, Lin Qiran no longer pulled open the horse curtain, but sat upright in the sedan chair with his eyes closed. This time, Lin Fu was responsible for driving the carriage, but suddenly pulled open the curtain, and a ray of light and shadow shone in from outside.

Lin Weiran heard the movement outside, but his eyes did not open, but asked lightly: "What happened?"

"Uncle Nineteen, my wife has moved back to the house in the north of the city. Mr. Sun also wants you to go back to the house in the north of the city first!" Ah Hua stood next to the carriage and reported honestly.

"Which is Mr. Sun singing?" Lin Fu looked up and turned to Lingshi Hutong. However, listening to Sun Jixiang's arrangement, he couldn't help but complain slightly.

Lin Weiran's brows frowned slightly, and he immediately said: "Okay, go back to the north of the city!"

Since he stepped down as the prefect of Shuntian, although he was sent from the court to Beijing to rectify the salt administration, he was eventually appointed to the Censorate and naturally moved back to Lingshi Hutong.

However, Sun Jixiang suddenly came to ask for this, which made him feel confused, but he still decided to return to the house in the north of the city first. After instructing the carriage to return to the north of the city, he also called Ahua into the carriage.

Ah Hua is from the Changlin clan and was sent north by the old clan. Although she was nominally a maid from the Lin family, no one in the Lin family really treated her as an outsider. She was always responsible for taking care of the house in the capital.

Ah Hua seemed very restrained when she got into the car. Facing this peer who had already become the Left Minister of Rites, although she was always proud of such a clan uncle, she inevitably had a deep sense of awe.

Lin Weiran's eyes opened, and he saw Ah Hua's restraint in his eyes, and said gently: "Ah Hua, have you suffered any grievances during these days when I was not in the mansion?"

"No...no! Sister-in-law, the nineteenth sister-in-law... The lady is very nice to me, I am not wronged!" Ah Hua's avatar was like a rattle, and she quickly responded.

Lin Xuran saw that she was not lying, so he asked again: "Have there been something happened in the capital recently?"

"Uncle Nineteenth, the Tartars have besieged the city, and the capital has been lifted today!" Ah Peanut responded seriously with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Lin Qingran smiled. How could he not know about this matter, but he still asked patiently: "Is there anything else?"

"Last month, Mr. Xu was born. I heard that all the civil and military officials in the capital have come! I just don't know which one of their family is unethical. The next morning, there were a lot of trivial things at our back door!" Ah Hua's eyes turned and she looked angry.

If she said this to Hu Niu, Hu Niu might have to argue with the people from the Xu family, but he was naturally not interested in these trivial matters, so he asked directly: "Is there anything about me?"

"Uh...yes!" Ah Hua thought seriously for a moment and immediately said happily: "Since recently, there have been many learned scholars at the door, and they have been looking forward to your return!"

Lin Weiran was slightly stunned, but frowned and said in confusion: "Why do they want me to come back?"

"Now everyone says that the emperor has promoted you to serve as the Left Minister of Rites, because he wants you to solve the ills of the vassal state. Many scholars want to give you advice and stuff a lot of notes into our door!" Ah Hua's eyes flashed with excitement, and she said seriously.

Lin Weiran couldn't get excited, and his face immediately became solemn.

Although Ah Hua was not very smart, she used to be a maid in the Jiang family, but she had the ability to observe words and expressions. She asked with worry, "Uncle Nineteen, did I say the wrong thing?"

"No!" Lin Qingran sighed in his heart, but shook his head gently.

Although he had already known that the capital was a place of right and wrong, he had not stepped into his house and had not officially taken office yet. He had already felt a sharp sword hanging above his head.

The streets of the capital are still the same as before, and the shops in this era have not changed much. If there are no natural disasters and man-made disasters, usually a store that can support people is operated for generations.

The carriage headed north from Zhiwumen Long Street, then walked through the streets and alleys, and soon returned to the Lin House in Jintaifang. However, unlike the former residence of the Shuntian Prefecture Order, it has now been upgraded to the residence of the Left Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

"The master is back!"

When Lin Weiran got off the carriage, the door of the house had already opened, and cheerful sounds came from the front door to the backyard, and there was a stir in the backyard.

Lin Weiran walked into the front yard and saw his wife coming out from inside.

Wu Qiuyu was wearing a decent light red embroidered trousers, with tight light blue armor inside, but she didn't know whether she was born so thin or because of the hardships she missed her husband these days, her face was as thin as ever. However, this standard melon-shaped face looked even more beautiful.

She hurriedly came out of the back house, and was accidentally mixed by the steps. At this time, she saw Lin Weiran who had been thinking about it day and night, and a blush immediately floated between her cheeks, but she still stepped forward and bowed properly and said, "Master!"

"My wife, it's almost a year since my husband left, and I'm so worried!" Lin Qingran stepped forward and grabbed Wu Qiuyu's white and beautiful little hand, and said half-true and half-falsely.

Wu Qiuyu has always been very thin, especially as a third-rank maid, and now the wife of the left minister of the Ministry of Rites must pay more attention to etiquette and immediately break free from his hand.

Only when her hands were touching each other, her heartbeat was obviously like a drum. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Lin Weiran with resentment and joy, but she complained in a low voice: "My husband, please be careful!"

At this moment, many servants and maids ran out, and naturally saw all this. Although this action was injustice, everyone just smiled.

"I've seen Dongweng!" Sun Jixiang walked out of it and bowed politely.

When Lin Xuran saw Sun Jixiang appear, his face became more serious, and then raised his hand and said, "Mr. Sun, there is no need to be polite. Let's go to the study room first!"
Chapter completed!