Zhao Jingyun is a serious prince, and he is one of the most noble princes. He also wants to sweep the tombs of Lin Rushi and his wife? For the Lin family, this glory is too great. Lin Fan was so immense that he was stunned in his entire room.

Since the founding of the country, Dagan has never heard of any prince who shook incense for his father-in-law and mother-in-law tombs?

"Prince..."

"That's all." Zhao Jingyun interrupted Lin Fansheng's persuasion.

Lin Qingqian is a modern person in her bones. She is really moved by Zhao Jingyun's actions, but she will not persuade her. The son-in-law is half the son of her parents-in-law. Zhao Jingyun is willing to go, but she is too late to be happy.

Lin Jingxing glanced at Zhao Jingyun, and for the first time he felt that Zhao Jingyun was more pleasing to the eyes.

He knew very well that many people in the capital were now staring at Lin Qingqian and Zhao Jingyun's every move. Zhao Jingyun was willing to visit his parents' graves, because Zhao Jingyun loved Lin Qingqian, and on the other hand, he also made a gesture to the world to show them so that the aristocratic families in the capital would underestimate their three rooms.

Even he took a sneak peek at Lin Fansheng. Even the third wife would benefit from it.

"Yeah, the things are ready. We will go there early and we can come back to have lunch at noon." Lin Qingqian said with a smile, "Prince, I want to eat hot pot today."

Zhao Jingyun laughed and nodded, "Okay."

Without his instructions, the coyote beside him immediately went out to arrange for him when he heard this.

The third wife and the whole family came here. When they went to have hot pot at noon, they had to open a few tables, so they had to leave a few more rooms for private rooms.

Seeing this, Lin Fansheng understood that Zhao Jingyun and Lin Qingqian had already discussed it in private.

Thinking of the glory that Zhao Jingyun brought to the Lin family, Lin Fansheng's eyes couldn't help but become wet, and the younger generation's eyes were even brighter.

There are many people, and Lin Fansheng’s own vehicles are not enough. When he comes, he hired a vehicle. Now that the coachman leaves, it seems more troublesome to travel.

Zhao Jingyun was rich and arrogant, so the housekeeper quickly arranged several cars to come.

There are many vehicles and escorts, and the traveling posture is huge and very eye-catching.

On the street, some people couldn't help but start asking who was so silly.

There were marks on the carriage in the palace, and soon the gossipers found out that the news was that King Jingyue and Princess Jing went out of the city to visit Lin Rushi and his wife.

The prince personally visited the tombs of Yue's family, which is a strange story in the world.

Those who heard the news sighed how much King Jingyue favored the princess, and actually went to the tomb of his father-in-law and mother-in-law to worship.

Then, some people began to dig deeper where the tomb of Lin Rushi and his wife was, and some people also recalled the past and remembered how glorious and talented Lin Rushi was...

The capital is bustling, and Lin Qingqian doesn't care.

Lin Rushi was buried on a mountain not far from the city. This purpose was deliberately given to Lin Yuan and the others.

When Lin Fansheng learned the inside story, he once again sighed at Lin Qingqian's good luck.

The entire mountain was planted with all kinds of fruits. In the past, it was taken care of by An Pozi's family, but now it has been replaced by people. The fruits produced on this land will be sent to the city's snack shop in the future. Lin Qingqian is also a smart person. He raised many chickens in the orchard, and several small rivers were dug at the foot of the mountain, and some ducks were raised in the two rivers. At the foot of the mountain, a lot of grain was planted, and coarse grains were also included.

The tomb of Lin Rushi and his wife and Aunt Wei is in a peach forest. The people who are taking care of the orchard are obviously very careful in maintaining the tomb. The tomb has been rebuilt with blue bricks, with no weed on the side, and there is also a railing with white marble in front, with patterns such as auspicious clouds carved on the railings. Such a tomb looks very grand.

Lin Fansheng is an elder, so he doesn't have to kowtow to Lin Rushi and his wife. His descendants, including several uncles and brothers who are peers with Lin Rushi, line up to kowtow to burn incense.

Lin Qingqian has a special identity, and she and Lin Jingxing are at the front of the line, leading everyone.

The brother and sister returned with glory, which was completely different from the time they left in a hurry, and their mood was naturally different.

Lin Fansheng lit the first incense stick in person and placed it in front of the grave, and then spoke softly, "Zhiyan, you can feel at ease. Your eldest daughter has now become Princess Jing, and she will come to see you today. Her two sons are living well, and the children are coming to see you today."

Lin Jingxing could no longer hold back and started crying.

His crying loudly seemed to vent all the grievances over the years. When Aunt Wei passed away and moved Lin Rushi and his wife to the grave, he was depressed and dared not cry. Now he no longer has to worry or be afraid, and he can't help it.

Lin Qingqian glanced at him, but did not stop him, and then lit a stick of incense stick and inserted it into the incense burner. Seeing that she was red, Zhao Jingyun couldn't help but glared at Lin Jingxing. This kid was not steady at all, and he could not be resurrected by death. What's the use of crying? If Qingqian cried and swollen eyes after a while, he must have this kid looked good, so that he would not care whether Lin Jingxing was his brother-in-law or not.

Lin Jingxing was full of grief and anger, and he didn't see the look he handed over. Perhaps he found the vent, and he cried while nagging about the trivial matters of leaving the capital.

Everyone in the third room also knew that the three brothers and sisters had not been happy over the years, so no one stopped them. Lin Jingxing cried even harder.

Lin Qingqian is a doctor. If a person suppresses sadness in his heart for too long, it will be bad for his health. Whether Lin Jingxing can vent his grievances and sadness for many years is a good thing.

So, she didn't stop her.

Lin Jingxing cried for a while and finally calmed down. Seeing that his relatives were all waiting for him to burn incense, he was embarrassed to apologize to Lin Qingqian, "I'm sorry, sister."

"Everything will be better." Lin Qingqian patted his shoulder.

Zhao Jingyun immediately rolled his eyes.

The relationship between the three siblings has always been very good, and Lin Qingqian and Lin Qingqian don’t think there is anything wrong with their actions.

After Lin Fansheng took a look at the side, he thought to himself that he would have to talk to Lin Jingxing after he went back. It is good that the brother and sister have a deep relationship, but Lin Qingqian is now in a different status, so some rules still need to be established.

Lin Qingqian and Lin Jingxing were leading the way and respectfully kowtowed to Lin Rushi and his wife and Aunt Wei.

"Your Majesty, you can't do it." Lin Fansheng was so scared that he almost disappeared when he saw Zhao Jingyun kowtow.

"A son-in-law is half a son. I came as the son-in-law of the Lin family. This gift can be received by my father-in-law." Zhao Jingyun said lightly.

Lin Fansheng was so moved that he burst into tears. He felt that Lin Rushi's life was worth it. He met such a good son-in-law and also had a deeper understanding of Lin Qingqian's situation.

After celebrating the incense, everyone did not stay here and went down the mountain directly.

The speed of going down the mountain was very fast, and everyone got on the carriage and returned to the city quickly.

Lin Jingxing followed Lin Fansheng into the carriage behind him. Lin Fansheng seized the opportunity and couldn't help but preach to Lin Jingxing.

Lin Jingxing just laughed and did not refute. He knew that Lin Fansheng was for his own good. However, he did not want to do what Lin Fansheng said.

How do outsiders understand the relationship between the three brothers and sisters? Qingqian said that they are closer than any relationship in the world because they are bleeding the same blood. In private, they must not become alienated because of their so-called identities.

No matter how good the relationship is, it needs to be maintained. Lin Jingxing understands it, so his biggest wish now is to develop the Lin family and have the confidence to support Lin Qingqian.

"The prince is good." Lin Fansheng sighed. He had never seen any man treat his wife as nice as Zhao Jingyun.

"That's right, if he is not good, my brother and I will not agree to the marriage." Lin Jingxing replied naturally.

Lin Fansheng...

He suddenly felt that he was old and could not keep up with the thinking of young people.

Today is very lively in the capital.

The nobles and wealthy families in the capital were in a very difficult situation.

Because on the street, the two shops opened at the same time, not far apart. They don’t know which one to try.

Both of them couldn't afford to offend them. King Jingyue opened a hot pot restaurant and Prince Ling opened a roast duck restaurant. The relationship between the two masters was very bad. Just going to any one, you would definitely offend the other.

"All guests who come to the door today will get a 20% discount on the bottom of the pot at noon." The waiter of the hot pot restaurant shouted loudly as the shopkeeper told the shopkeeper.

What does a hot pot restaurant sell? Everyone doesn’t know it, they just think it’s the store name. They don’t care about it.

Everyone had dinner for the sake of relationships. Smart people simply divided the family's direct descendants into two parts and set up tables at two stores.

"Two tables." Zhang Qingyue led a group of second-generation masters to the door. "Private room."

The King of Jingyue and the Princess were righteous and gave him a generous gift alone. He had to be loyal. Now, when he knew that King of Jingyue had opened a hot pot restaurant in the capital, he simply called on his friends to support him.

The waiter replied with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, the private room has been ordered long ago, and there are only a few tables left in the lobby."

Zhang Qingyue...

He came so early, but he didn't even catch up with the position?

"I'm afraid that in a while, there will be no room in the hall." The waiter added another sentence.

Zhang Qingyue immediately waved, "Then let's go outside."

The waiter agreed happily and led them to the second floor.

The position is relatively close to the railing, but fortunately, the screen is blocked by the side. Although Zhang Qingyue and others were slutty, they did not dare to raise trouble in the Jingyue King's shop, let alone they came to support them.

Everyone sat down one after another.

The waiter brought the recipe for them to choose.

The recipe is just a piece of paper with a dense menu on it. The vegetables are quite cheap, and the bottom of the pot is a little expensive. There is also the seasoning that actually settles the accounts separately.

Zhang Qingyue couldn't understand it at all, so he simply ordered some dishes.

"The seasoning is downstairs. What do you like? Go and adjust it yourself." The waiter accepted the menu and smiled and reminded, "Wait, the bottom of the pot will be served in a while."

I'll have to adjust myself?

"I have never seen a meal before, so I have to go with my own side dishes?"

"That's right, don't be unreliable, right?"

Zhang Qingyue was so angry that he kicked each of his two subordinates, "This is called fun, and it won't be just right to learn. Go, go downstairs first to try it."

There are rules in hot pot restaurants that seasonings can be eaten but not waste them.

Several second-generation masters went downstairs and found that there were long strips on the corner of the first floor, with rows of crock pots on it. Among them were various seasonings, fried white sesame seeds, peanuts, various black sauces, as well as chopped shallots, coriander, even salt and white sugar.

The second generation masters immediately understood why seasonings are so expensive. Scarcity is expensive!
Chapter completed!