Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 445 The Calamity of Sacrifice
“Grandfather…” Lin Zhiqing stepped forward, wanting to comfort Lin Qingshan.

But Lin Qingshan simply waved his hand and said, "Qing'er, you go back. I'll stay here and talk to your father."

Lin Zhiqing didn't say much: "Grandfather, it's late and the dew is heavy, please take care of yourself."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the ancestral hall.

As she closed the door, she noticed Lin Qingshan's shoulders twitching slightly.

She paused for a moment, then closed the door behind her.

On the way back to Shuqing Pavilion, Lin Zhiqing felt a tightness in her chest.

The Marquis of Changning, who dominated the battlefield for half his life, was actually just a pitiful father who lost his son.

The longer she stayed in Dasheng, the more she could sense the emotional needs of the people there.

She used to think of the people here as two-dimensional characters, so she worries that if this world collapses, she will have too much emotion to detach herself from it.

But as more and more things happened, Lin Zhiqing clearly realized that the people around her were real individuals with flesh and blood.

This feeling signifies that she has accepted the world and integrated into this land.

Thinking of all this, Lin Zhiqing gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

In any case, the Lin family is doing better and better now, at least they don't have to worry about their lives being in danger as they used to.

Keep looking forward!
With this in mind, Lin Zhiqing methodically arranged the affairs of the Lin family over the next few days.

The Emperor issued an edict to posthumously restore Lin Congrong's title of Marquis of Wangshu, held a grand funeral for him, and built a shrine and erected a monument for him.

These matters were handled by the Ministry of Rites, with the Lin family providing assistance; the process was extremely tedious.

During this time, Lin Zhiqing also organized a banquet for the court officials to reminisce with Lin Qingshan, which was also to give face to the newly appointed Lin Shi'an.

It was a month later when things returned to normal for the Lin family.

When the Ministry of Rites organized Lin Congrong's funeral, although it was solemn and grand, it was ultimately for show and felt somewhat superficial.

So Lin Zhiqing decided to lead the entire Lin family to pay respects to Lin Congrong, her second uncle Lin Congwu, Zheng Kuo, and others.

Lin Qingshan had this idea for a while and immediately agreed.

The others didn't say a word.

Having chosen an auspicious day and made all the necessary arrangements, Lin Zhiqing led the entire Lin family out the door.

The carriage swayed and rattled for more than an hour before finally stopping at the foot of Huiyan Peak in the East Market.

The wild geese, startled by the cold, cried out until their voices faded away at the shores of Hengyang.

This time, Yanfeng is located in the suburbs of Dongshi, and only people of noble status can be buried here.

Of course, this does not include members of the royal family.

Because this place is quite special, carriages cannot go up the mountain, and passengers must transfer to sedan chairs at the foot of the mountain.

Another half hour passed before the Lin family arrived at the tombstones of Lin Congrong and the others.

Lin Zhiqing maintained a sense of awe in this matter.

The members of the Lin family, from oldest to youngest, offered incense to Lin Congrong and the others.

When it was Lin Zhiqing's turn, she had just placed the incense sticks into the incense burner when she inadvertently looked up and spotted a familiar figure.

Jiang Liuyun!

Jiang Liuyun's figure flashed by.

Why did he come here?

The Marquis of Zhenyuan was a criminal official, and it was impossible for him to be buried at Huiyan Peak.

Could it be that it came with me?

Various guesses popped into Lin Zhiqing's mind.

For example, Jiang Liuyun was still not giving up and wanted to take action against the Lin family.

For example, the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion left something at Huiyan Peak, still hoping to turn their fortunes around.

Of course, his brief appearance might also have been to attract Lin Zhiqing's attention.

It seemed like any idea was possible, and Lin Zhiqing couldn't be sure which one it was.

Moreover, Jiang Liuyun was too far away just now, so Lin Zhiqing couldn't see his expression, couldn't analyze anything, and wasn't sure if he had noticed the Lin family.

Seeing such an eyesore made Lin Zhiqing uneasy. She needed to know what Jiang Liuyun was up to in order to take precautions.

Thinking of this, she tugged at Lin Yangyang's clothes: "Cousin, come with me."

Knowing that Lin Zhiqing had something to do, Lin Yangyang quickly nodded.

After greeting Lin Qingshan and subtly reminding him to be on guard, Lin Zhiqing led Lin Yangyang and several guards toward the direction where Jiang Liuyun had appeared.

“Jiang Liuyun was just here.” Lin Zhiqing stood where Jiang Liuyun had been.

Lin Yangyang looked down and began to examine the area: "Search carefully, I refuse to believe he can disappear!"

Lin Zhiqing and his companion walked along the path into the woods.

This time, Yanfeng was shrouded in mist and clouds, and the scenery was quite nice.

The area where they were located was very densely wooded.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Lin Zhiqing stopped.

Looking around at the desolate scene, she frowned slightly.

"Alright, let's go back. It's not safe to go any further."

"If he's deliberately trying to lure us away so he can attack Grandfather and the others, then we're in trouble."

After hearing her words, Lin Yangyang turned around and walked back.

“Qing, Grandfather has Hua Hudie and Shi An watching over things, so everything should be fine.”

"We need to be extra careful; I have a feeling something's not right about this place."

"what!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a shout came from the side.

Then, the sounds of fighting came over.

A fight broke out between someone and the Lin family's guards!
Lin Zhiqing and Lin Yangyang exchanged a glance and quickened their pace as they walked out.

But after the two had taken only a few steps, a rustling sound came from the layered trees.

The next moment, seven or eight men in black leaped down from the tree and landed in front of Lin Yangyang and Lin Zhiqing.

Without saying a word, Lin Yangyang took the broadsword from the guard and stood in front of Lin Zhiqing, then slashed at the man in black.

Lin Zhiqing frowned and quickly looked around at the people.

These men in black came on strong, but the guards were able to hold them off for a while.

Lin Yangyang swung her broadsword and killed two people in the blink of an eye.

She stepped back to Lin Zhiqing's side, grabbed her wrist, and led her outside.

"Trying to leave? Dream on!" a woman's voice rang out.

Lin Zhiqing immediately recognized it as Jinniang's voice!

She looked behind her and there stood Jinniang.

Her eyes seemed to be fixed solely on Lin Zhiqing, and with a flick of her hands, a white silk ribbon flew out from her sleeves.

In an instant, it wrapped around Lin Zhiqing's arm, making it impossible for Lin Zhiqing to move an inch!
Seeing this, Lin Yangyang raised her broadsword and turned around to slash.

"His!"

The ribbon tore instantly, and Lin Zhiqing swayed forward.

Jinniang frowned immediately, her eyes glaring at Lin Yangyang as if she wanted to devour her.

Without saying much, she leaped forward and launched an attack on Lin Zhiqing.

Seeing this, Lin Yangyang stepped forward and began to fight with Jinniang.

Seeing the situation was tense, Lin Zhiqing quickly took out the prepared medicinal powder and shouted:
"Cousin, move aside!"

Lin Yangyang dodged to the side, and Lin Zhiqing immediately threw out powder.

The two worked together seamlessly, and the powder instantly scattered in front of Jinniang's eyes.

Her face was covered in smears, and she coughed as she quickly backed away.

Lin Yangyang easily dealt with two more men in black, then said to Lin Zhiqing, "You go first!"

Lin Zhiqing nodded. Now was not the time to shirk responsibility. She ran outside, escorted by two guards.