C174 (2/2)

”Ah …” The pedestrians on both sides of the street cried out in alarm. Everyone stopped running as if their bodies were nailed to the ground. Their mouths were wide open in shock as they stared blankly at this dangerous scene.

Not only did the horse stand up straight, but the carriage behind it also looked up into the sky like a sculpture of a handsome horse. The horse's two hind hooves were on the ground, and its front hooves were waving wildly in the air.

Yang Lin's body was flung to and fro in the air by it, but Yang Lin's hands were tightly wrapped around its neck, and his legs were tightly clamped around the back of its waist. No matter how hard it swung, it could only shake its body left and right, it could not shake it off.

Just as the horse fell to the ground, Yang Lin also jumped down, almost at the same time as the horse, he grabbed the horse by the neck and nailed it to the ground. No matter how hard the horse tried, it couldn't move away at all, and just like that, the horse remained in a stalemate.

Just then, Xu Zhu and Dian Wei rushed over, Xu Zhu grabbed the reins of the horse and lifted its head. Only then did he manage to suppress the horse, and it obediently stopped moving.

Yang Lin let go of the horse's neck, and the horse whinnied again, ”Hui …” But by this time it had run out of strength, perhaps because it had tightened itself too tightly, and now it let out a long breath.

He walked to the side of the carriage and lifted the curtain. There were two women in the carriage. One of them was about thirty years old while the other was about twelve or thirteen years old.

”The startled horses have been subdued, all of you are fine now.” Seeing a beauty, Yang Lin was in a good mood, and immediately said with a smile. From the looks of it, they seemed to be mother and daughter.

The two girls still had not recovered from their shock and stared blankly at Yang Lin, unable to say a word.

Xin Ping also walked over, they said: ”You guys are fine, get off the carriage.”

Just then, their servants had already come over, and hurriedly thanked Yang Lin and the others. It was only then that Yang Lin realized that they were the renowned great writer, wife and daughter of the great calligrapher Cai Yong. Their horses were startled, so they threw the coachman off and galloped wildly through the streets.

Yang Lin could not help but laugh. This Cai Yan would become a great beauty in the future, and her fate would be bumpy for her entire life. Now that she met him, it was time to change her fate. It's just that this Cai Yan was too young right now, she had to think of a way to bring her family away. Thinking about this, he waved her hand and led Xin Ping, Dian Wei and the others away. Mingyue Restaurant was the biggest restaurant in Luoyang and it was located in the center of the city. Those who came to eat at the Ming Yue Restaurant weren't just for the meal, it was also a symbol of status and status. If you were just a rich rich country owner, you probably wouldn't even be able to book a seat.

In this era, the people paid great attention to respect and inferiority. In the eyes of the Wealthy soldiers s, the wealthy country gentry who only had a few coins had no status, and they were too lazy to eat at the same place as the wealthy countryside gentry. Even when the Eastern Han Dynasty was destroyed, they did not put down their arrogance.

It wasn't time for lunch yet, but the restaurant was already packed and all the seats were reserved. Most of the people who came to the Mingyue Restaurant were here to find a place to talk. The court officials did not dare to go back and forth in their own homes, as they were afraid of attracting trouble, so they hid in the restaurant.

Ever since the day the Spirit Emperor became the emperor, a terrifying shadow had enveloped the deepest level of his heart. As the Spirit Emperor grew up in a sinister and scheming palace, not only did this shadow not disappear, it even became heavier and heavier. Gradually, he became so sensitive to the throne and to the imperial power that he was always afraid that someone might plot against him, covet the throne, and seize it, just as suddenly as he had been granted the throne, and then suddenly lose it.

This was how the Second Party Confinement had happened. During the twenty years from the first year of Twilight to the first year of Zhongping, every time Hanling Emperor Liu Hong wrote an edict, he would reaffirm the ”ban of the Party”, with thousands of people dying, migrating, crippling and prohibiting them from doing so. He also decreed to the State County that all the disciples, officials, father and son, as well as the relatives of the members of the Communist Party, were to be removed from office. It was not until the Yellow Gown uprising broke out that the Communists were released from their imprisonment.

The private room that Xin Ping reserved was on the third floor, it was an inner and outer suite. Yang Lin sat inside it alone, drinking water slowly while Xin Ping, Dian Wei and Xu Zhu guarded the outside room.

Before long, Yang Lin heard someone talking outside. Then, Xin Ping led a person in.

Yang Lin anxiously stood up to welcome him, and introduced him: ”This is Grand Manager, and this is General Yang Lin.”

”I've heard a lot about you.” Yang Lin and Zhang Fu said politely to each other.

”Both of you, please take a seat. If you have anything to say, please take your time. I'll wait outside.” After Xin Ping finished speaking, she left.

Yang Lin and Zhang Jun looked at each other, then began to laugh heartily.

This was the first time they had met each other face to face. Yang Lin looked at Zhang Jean seriously, this one looked to be around 40 years old, with a pair of small eyes that looked quite lively, but the gaze that shot out was a little cold. If you looked at this kind of gaze in a place where no one was looking, you would feel gloomy. The skin on his fleshless face was so loose that when he laughed, it moved like air-dried wallpaper.

From the words of the others, he already understood Yang Lin a lot. But today, when Yang Lin was sitting right in front of him, he still felt at a loss. After fighting with all sorts of ministers, outsiders and powerful Scholars in the imperial court for dozens of years, he had acquired a pair of discerning eyes, and was very good at observing words and expressions. On many occasions, when those ministers wanted to say something in front of the emperor, Zhang Liang could quickly judge what they had yet to say and decide whether or not to let them continue.