Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 236 Returning to Beijing
Upon entering the capital, the familiar bustling atmosphere greeted us once again.

Vendors, street stalls, and pedestrians.

Riding forward on horseback, one could truly call it a fleeting glance.

Old Apa was somewhat better off, since he had seen the caravans from Daxing before, but little Yana was already dizzy from the clamor of the crowd and almost fell off her horse.

"I'll take you back to the courtyard first to meet someone I know, and then I'll figure out how to arrange accommodations for you."

Lin Jiang gave a briefing to the two people behind him.

Following my memory, I headed straight for the courtyard. It might have rained in the capital these past two days, as there were some puddles on the road. As the horse's hooves pounded the ripples, the reflection of the rented courtyard lingered in the water.

After dismounting, Lin Jiang knocked on the door.

After a moment, a familiar soft call came from inside:

"Who?"

It's Chen Dajiang's voice.

"it's me."

A series of crackling sounds came from the courtyard, and a moment later Lin Jiang heard several footsteps approaching the courtyard gate.

A smile spread across his face, and he was about to give the person who opened the door a big hug when a petite figure suddenly darted out after the wooden door opened.

Xiao Shanshen suddenly launched a spinning kick in mid-air, aiming straight for Lin Jiang's face.

Lin Jiang couldn't dodge in time and was kicked in the left cheek by Xiao Shanshen.

He thought for a moment, then simply followed the force of the ginseng and spun around in place.

Even so, Little Ginseng was still not satisfied. She landed directly on Lin Jiang's shoulder and stomped her feet forcefully.
"Six days! You sneaked out for six days! You haven't come back for six days! You didn't take me with you, you didn't take me with you at all! You're so mean! So mean!"

Xiao Shanshen was clearly furious; she was speaking incoherently.

At the end, she angrily bit Lin Jiang's earlobe, leaving it hanging there.

Lin Jiang awkwardly patted the little ginseng's head:
"There are guests here, so stop fooling around."

Little Ginseng blinked and fell off Lin Jiang's earlobe.

She turned her head to look at Yana and Old Apa, stared at them for a long time, and scratched her head:
"You guys look so brown."

Yana didn't understand what the description meant. She just looked at the little ginseng in surprise, and even wanted to reach out and touch it.

Old Apa's expression was slightly subtle, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Don't speak so rudely. A great hero would not talk like that."

Upon hearing Lin Jiang's words, Xiao Shanshen realized that he had been impolite.

She straightened her expression, used two tendrils to lift her clothes, and bowed to the two men from Lan Ke:
"I am Little Ginseng. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you brown."

"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing." Yana immediately waved her hand, looking at the little ginseng with curiosity, and asked, "Can I touch you?"

"No!" Upon hearing this, Little Ginseng immediately shook his head. "It's uncomfortable, don't touch me!"

She hid directly behind Lin Jiang's head, grabbed his hair, and climbed up.

Lin Jiang chuckled twice, and was about to introduce the small ginseng to the two people in front of him when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him.

He turned around and saw that it was Gong Xuan walking over.

Gong Xuan approached Lin Jiang and thoroughly examined him, finding no injuries whatsoever. He breathed a sigh of relief.

“Young master, it was a bit frightening that you suddenly left me a letter this morning and then disappeared without a trace.”

"It was an emergency, and I had no other choice."

After chatting and laughing for a while, Lin Jiang gave a brief introduction to the group, and they stepped through the puddles at the entrance of the courtyard and entered the courtyard.

Along the way, Xiao Shanshen kept talking to Lin Jiang:

"You promised me last time that you would take me with you next time you go out, but you didn't keep your promise."

"The matter is urgent, and I really don't have time."

"That's why you hate him, Lin Jiang is the most annoying!"

The little ginseng grunted twice more, then suddenly patted its two ginseng whiskers:

"I went to see Liang Huashan these past two days, and he taught me a lot of things. Now I can transform into human form!"

Lin Jiang, who had been unconsciously stroking the little ginseng's head, suddenly became alert:

"Really?"

"Really! Let me show you!"

Little Shanshen jumped down from Lin Jiang's shoulder.

She pressed her two whiskers against her body on the ground, and her face seemed to turn red instantly.

Then Lin Jiang saw Xiao Shanshen's body suddenly sway.

With a soft "poof," a cloud of white mist enveloped the small ginseng.

As the smoke cleared, Lin Jiang saw a little girl appear in the very center of the smoke.

The little girl was exquisitely beautiful, and she was wearing the "hero's" outfit that Lin Jiang had commissioned an embroiderer to make for her in Baishan Town.

It has been enlarged proportionally.

She happily pinched her waist with both hands and let out two hearty laughs:

"Look! I can transform into human form now! I can use this body to venture out into the world!"

The sudden change left Yana and Old Apa, who were following behind, dumbfounded.

Both of them had more or less learned about the culture of Daxing and had heard that there were talking animals and plants in Daxing, which the people of Daxing called "demons".

They were already quite surprised when they first saw the ginseng, but now that it had performed a transformation before their eyes, they were even more astonished.

If it weren't for old Apa pressing down on her, Yana might have knelt down again.

Even if you don't learn the skills, you'll be in control everywhere.

Lin Jiang stared at the small ginseng, feeling that the human-shaped ginseng looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. He thought about it carefully for a while before suddenly realizing:

this is not……

Is it Ye Wanzhuang?!
The great painter that Liang Huashan has been searching for is his former "master"!
Although she is now in the form of a young girl, Lin Jiang can still see traces of "Ye Wanzhuang" in her.

Just like that painter in his childhood.

Why does the ginseng take the form it does?

Before Lin Jiang could react, Xiao Shanshen, who had been standing with his hands on his hips, suddenly flickered twice.

The next moment, another puff of smoke rose from her body.

With a "poof," the small ginseng turned back into the small ginseng.

She stood there blankly on the ground, pressing her palms together, her expression one of extreme anger.

"Failed again! Failed again! I can never last long, damn it!"

Lin Jiang chuckled to himself, and reached out to pick up the small ginseng root:

"This skill must be extremely difficult. With diligent practice, you will eventually master it completely."

Little Ginseng then became a little happier.

Upon seeing two guests arrive, Chen Dajiang immediately ran to the side courtyard to find Chef Song.

Although it was midday, Chef Song could have stayed in the kitchen to work, and then Chen Dajiang would bring the dishes over after she finished.

How could we not treat our guests well?
Lin Jiang found his usual stone chair and sat down. While stroking the little ginseng's head, he began to tell Gongxuan about his experiences over the past few days.

He spoke briefly, and in no time, he gave a general account of the situation in Lanco Kingdom.

When Gongxuan and Xiaoshanshen heard this, they looked at the two people in the courtyard with a hint of pity in their eyes.

In Daxing, the destruction of families and loss of life has always been a tremendous calamity, and the displacement caused by the fall of the country is even more so.

"Please rest assured, both of you. If there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best."

Gong Xuan made a solemn promise, but as he spoke, his expression changed slightly.

The thought of my own impoverished fate made me feel like I couldn't really help others restore their country.

Then, changing the subject, he asked Lin Jiang:
"Young master, what do you intend to do?"

"Lanko has some gold and silver. I plan to find some connections to see if I can gather some people to help Lanko rebuild that city. However, this matter needs to be planned carefully. The remaining population of Lanhe Kingdom is not enough for them to live in that city."

At this point, Lin Jiang paused slightly, looked up at the sun, and roughly estimated the time.

"I'll go to Sun Zhong's residence first, and I'll be back in a bit."

After saying that, he walked directly out of the room.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard the voice of Chef Song calling from the mansion behind him.

Looking back, I saw Cook Song hurriedly waving a rice ladle in the room:

"Sir! Where are you going? My meal will be ready in a moment!"

"I'll be back in a bit!"

Cook Song never skimps on her cooking. With her skillful techniques and various tricks, even the most skilled cook would need half an hour to prepare a dish.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Jiang was able to visit Sun Zhong's residence.

He needs to resolve Sun Zhong's matter as soon as possible; the longer it drags on, the more likely something unexpected will happen.

He mounted his horse and, following his memory, easily made his way to the Sun residence.

Upon arriving at the door, he knocked. When the servants opened the door and saw that it was Lin Jiang, they immediately led him inside.

"The master originally intended to ask us to go and find you, but he didn't expect you to come directly."

Sun Zhong is looking for me?
Lin Jiang felt that something was not quite right.

Wait until we meet the person.

Led by a servant, Lin Jiang quickly arrived at the main hall.

Lin Jiang then noticed that besides Sun Zhong, there was another old man in the hall.

The old man had a kind face and a gentle smile; he looked like a kind old man.

Lin Jiang remembers him.

Zhou Canshen, Grand Secretary Zhou!
This was also the old man Lin Jiang saw in the barbarian's memory.

"Greetings, both of you." Lin Jiang bowed and glanced at Zhou Canshen a few more times.

The latter still had a big smile on his face.

Sun Zhong, on the contrary, was somewhat worried.

He looked at Lin Jiang and hesitated for a moment:

"Kobayashi, I was going to call you."

"What happened?"

"I suppose so," Sun Zhong muttered. "Did you bring some foreigners into the capital?"

"Yes."

"Blue Tech People".

Lin Jiang's expression remained unchanged:

"Yes."

"These foreigners... are not good people."

Sun Zhong muttered to himself again:

"Listen to Grandpa, chase them away."

(End of this chapter)