After a few days of running around, a huge convoy appeared on a small hill. From the small hill, it was not only green waters and green mountains, but also a stone city full of warmth.

After more than a year, Lin Weiran returned here again, and returned to his hometown with Hu Niu.

On the small river with green waters, the small stone bridge has been demolished, and a magnificent stone bridge was built on the original site, called Wenkui Bridge.

After passing Wenkui Bridge, there is the tall Wenkuifang in front of it, with the date of construction marked on it. On the side of Wenkuifang, a stone tablet is erected, with Lin Weiran's glorious battle trails on it.

It took only more than a year to participate in the county examination in February of the 36th year of Jiajing to become the top scorer in the 37th year of Jiajing. This was undoubtedly a record that future generations could not surpass.

Compared with the imperial examination results, Lin Weiran's official resume is also dazzling.

Since he served as a Hanlin editor, he soon stood out in the Hanlin Academy and was promoted to the sixth rank of Hanlin lecturer.

Because the palace examination article was well versed in the imperial heart, he was then sent to Leizhou Prefecture to serve as the governor. Because of his outstanding political achievements, he also handed over a beautiful report card for opening the sea, and was then elected by Kaihai School.

Guangzhou served as the magistrate.

Now, it has completed an extremely important leap, returning from the local area to the political stage of the capital, and taking the post of Shuntian Prefecture Chief.

"It's...hu Niu!"

"Oh my God! I seem to see Uncle Nineteenth!"

"Haha... It's really uncle 19 and Hu Niu are back!"

...

The self-defense team members on the city first looked at a convoy that suddenly appeared, and then saw Hu Niu and Lin Weiran one after another, and immediately shouted in ecstasy.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The bronze bell at the top of the city suddenly rang and instantly spread throughout Changlin City.

When they learned that Lin Weiran and Hu Niu had returned, the village immediately rushed to the square in the city like a festival.

After so many years, Changlin Village has long since disappeared from its former poor and backward mountain village. Now every household has built new houses, everyone is wearing brand new printed clothes, and the village is still filled with a bit of humanistic atmosphere.

It was the first time Lin Weiran has come back since the city was built, and he is both unfamiliar and friendly to it.

"Uncle!"

Lin Weiran got off the carriage, faced the onlookers of thousands of tribesmen with a smile, and then politely said to the old patriarch.

"well!"

The old patriarch not only took Lin Qiran as proud, but also had deep feelings. His old eyes looked at Lin Qiran who had not seen for more than a year, but were filled with tears and clapping Lin Qiran's hand intimately.

Lin Weiran felt the thinness of the old patriarch's palm, and it was covered with old man spots. However, he sighed secretly in his heart. He couldn't bear to stand here for a long time, but raised his hand and said, "Uncle, let's go into the house and sit down first!"

"Tiger girl!"

A group of children rushed over from all directions and waved to Hu Niu excitedly. They just looked like thieves and did not dare to make too loud noises, and wanted to greet Hu Niu.

Hu Niu greeted Lin Weiran, her face filled with pride, and she really walked over. Not long after, a group of children quickly left the city and headed straight for the stream on Wohu Mountain.

The fat fish left.

Lin Weiran's house has been expanded and its area has been doubled, presenting the layout of the front hall and backyard.

In the main hall, Lin Weiran and the old patriarch sat on the master's seat together, and the old man and backbone in the village were on both sides.

"Nineteen, why are you coming back suddenly?" The old patriarch frowned slightly and asked what everyone was concerned about.

Lin Dahu and others also looked at Lin Weiran in confusion, looking very confused. After all, Guangzhou Prefecture is not far from here, but Lin Weiran is a regular seal official and must not leave Guangzhou Prefecture easily.

Lin Xuran intended to intercept the news this time, and then announced the answer: "Uncle, I am no longer the magistrate of Guangzhou, and I have been transferred to the position of the Chief of Shuntian Prefecture!"

"Are you going back to Beijing to become an official?"

Hearing this news, the old patriarch and others stared at each other and asked in surprise and joy.

Even though they were quite confident in Lin Junran's future, Lin Junran was promoted to Beijing before he was two years old, which was undoubtedly beyond everyone's expectations.

Lin Qingran nodded gently, looked around everyone and said seriously: "I am afraid I will not have any chance to come back when I am in the capital this time, so I have to work hard for you in the village! I have to continue to control the tribe members and must not do any damage.

What is the law of heaven!”

Lin Dahu and others all said yes, and the old patriarch said seriously: "Our Changlin family is all simple people. There has not been any evil people yet. We have only been prosperous for a few years, so we have never seen such unworthy children.

The teacher from the academy reported that some of our children are too ambitious recently, but their standards are not as good as those of girls, but they are not enterprising!”

"This is true! My grandson, who doesn't know how to read at night when he comes back, but likes to go to the square to watch big shows. I wish I could kill him!" An old man immediately said to himself.

Lin Qingran knew very well that this was a common problem for humans. Everyone wanted to get a pie from the sky and was named on the gold list, but he didn't like that ten years of hard work.

Seeing that everyone was confused about this issue, he thought for a moment, and then took the initiative to speak: "Get a piece of paper and pen!"

"yes!"

However, someone left the list and soon found paper and pen. Lin Dabiao looked more sophisticated in his work, and silently brought a desk in the hall.

Lin Qingran stood at the table, holding his breath and concentrating, then twisting his sleeves and splashing ink, leaving valuable ink treasures on the paper.

The old patriarch and the old man couldn't help but be curious and approached the table, wanting to know what Lin Qingran was going to write.

"good!"

The old patriarch saw the line of words clearly, and his face immediately looked like a pig's liver, and he looked extremely excited.

"Class leader, what is it written on it?"

The illiterate old people seemed to be scratched by something, and they seemed anxious to inquire.

The old patriarch seemed to be a teenager, gently stroked his snow-white beard and said loudly: "The sword is sharpened by the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

"That's a good thing!"

A recognized old stubborn man heard this sentence and immediately burst into tears, sighing in surprise. He also looked at Lin Qingran in surprise. This is indeed the most powerful reading in the world, with only a few words.

Then he told a big truth.

Lin Qingran handed the paper to the old patriarch and asked him to use these words to encourage the children of the clan, hoping that it would produce some effect.

The old patriarch carefully packed the paper as if he had found a treasure. He planned to make couplets and hang them at the entrance of the academy, or even at the gate of the city, so that all the children in the clan could record this sentence full of great truths.

Then, Lin Junran made arrangements for Changlin Village: the old patriarch was hosted by the inside, and the outside was handed over to Lin Dabiao. After so many years of experience, Lin Dabiao had undoubtedly greatly improved his knowledge and ability, and he was the best candidate.

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After arriving at Wohu Mountain, Lin Weiran officially set off after only two days.

This time, if you want to return here, it will probably take decades to come. He will not be as free as Hu Niu. Once he enters the officialdom, he will almost abandon his hometown.

Changlin Village is thousands of miles away from the capital, and this round trip is not allowed in time. Unless he resigns from his post, he will never return to this land with his situation.

"I'll be back if I have time!"

Hu Niu's eyes rarely had tears in her eyes, and she waved her hand to the villagers.

On October 1st, the sky is clear.
Chapter completed!