Legend of Ling Tian Chapter 47: Start planning

　　

　　 Ling Tian is overjoyed, since Mr. Qin Da agreed so readily, then these two things seem to be not difficult in Mr. Qin Da's hands. This is what Ling Tian ignored. Mr. Qin Da's erudite reputation is everywhere. Not to mention ordinary aristocrats, there are many people who come from Mr. Qin Da's family. As long as Mr. Qin Da speaks, these two things like Ling Tian are really effortless!

　　 Ling Tian smiled and said: "So, I can rest assured. Tomorrow I will get some cash from my grandma and hand it over to Mr. for full processing. Well, it is estimated that five million taels should be almost enough."

　　"Five million taels?!" Mr. Qin Da staggered! Almost fell. Even if you want to buy a big house, you can't use so much money, right? Five million taels, it is almost possible to build a palace!

　　 "En." Ling Tian nodded and looked at Mr. Qin Da and laughed. "Sir, for the weapon workshop that the Xiao family gave me, I just leave some experienced craftsmen. If you leave them all, the Xiao family won't be willing, and I don't dare to use it."

　　 Mr. Qin Da gasped, "So, at least two thousand people should be added to it?"

　　 Ling Tian smiled: "Sir, you don’t need to be nervous, people, you just have to have the strength, two thousand people are not difficult to find; the money is mainly spent on the house. The house should be as big as possible; second, it should be remote. It is best to be in an unobtrusive place outside the city. Third, the location should be good, and the offensive and defensive aspects should be considered. Well, just these three points. After finding the house, no matter what the house is, I will greatly change it. And most of the silver will be used for this change!"

　　 Mr. Qin Da sighed in relief: "That's it." Suddenly he frowned, and said, "You said this, the old man thought of a place that is more suitable."

　　"Oh?" Ling Tian was very interested, and asked urgently: "Where?"

　　 Mr. Qin Da said: "It is by the Luliu River in the south of the city, at the foot of the Victory Mountain, and the Fuwang Courtyard of the Liang Dynasty. Although the location is good, it is easy to defend and difficult to defend. It was originally the emperor of the Liang Dynasty. The palace built by his brother Fu Wang. But the Liang Dynasty was destroyed by my army when the house was built for more than half of the time. After that, everyone thought it was an ominous place. Although the location was good, it is now It's basically a ruin. No one cares about it. However, the general frame is still there. After a little renovation, you can build a wall and you can barely use it. If the son is matched, you don't need money to buy it, just take someone to repair it, guarantee No one cares about this."

　　 Ling Tian put his cheek in one hand, thought for a while, and said: "Why not, sir, tomorrow I will follow you out of the city to visit friends?"

　　 Mr. Qin Da was startled, and then he realized that Ling Tian was going to follow him to see if the location of the Fu Wang’s Courtyard was in line with his wishes, and visiting friends was an excellent excuse! No one can say that a student can't follow the master to visit friends. Therefore, Ling Tian was able to go out in an open manner, and no one would ask or worry. It is really a brilliant idea!

　　 Especially now that Ling Tian has just turned upside down in the mansion, he needs to go out to avoid the limelight. Otherwise, if he still wanders around Ling Zhan Ling Xiao every day, he will be caught by his angry grandpa and father. Beaten up. Especially when Xiao Fenghan was still in Ling Mansion, Ling Tian was even more unwilling to when this savvy old boy would come out to destroy his own major event.

　　 figured this out, Mr. Qin Da suddenly smiled, and the look in Ling Tian's eyes also became playful.

　　The matter has been settled, Mr. Qin Da didn't stay much, so he took a few jokes and left the room by himself. Over there, Ling Jian, who hadn't stopped training even when Ling Tian was talking with Mr. Qin Da, was almost at the limit of his body at this time, and his whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, with a lock of hair. He put it on his scalp, his body steaming hot. Ling Tian smiled approvingly, and put a few large pieces of charcoal into the brazier. The brazier that was about to go out suddenly burned again. In just a moment, the room was so warm that people couldn't wear clothes.

　　 At this time, Ling Tian suddenly remembered something: It seems that Mr. Qin Da had forgotten the brazier when he was there just now... No wonder the old master slipped away holding his arms without stopping after speaking. It turned out to be cold... ….

　　 Ling Tian shook his head and smiled, and said: "Ling Jian, slow down, recover step by step, then go to the brazier and put on clothes." Ling Tian knows deeply that if he is trained like Ling Jian, if he is to be trained at once. Stop resting, not only will not make the slightest progress, but also will cause great harm to the body, so there must be a period of buffering in order to achieve the best training effect.

　　 Ling Jian promised and slowed down his movements slowly. When he finally stopped, before he could move, Ling Tian had already put a coat on him and sat down by the brazier. Ling Jian's lips trembled and said, "Thank you, son!"

　　 Ling Tian looked at him deeply, and said: "Ling Jian, if one day you die for protecting me, I won't say thank you! Do you understand what I mean?"

　　 Ling Jian said excitedly: "It is an honor for Ling Jian to die to protect the son!"

　　 Ling Tian patted him on the shoulder and said: "So, you don't need to say thank you to me."

　　 paused, and Ling Tian turned his head: "Between men and men, thank you are not said by mouth. These two words can never be said with a mouth. It is too pale."

　　 Ling Jian's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head: "Yes!" Although Ling Jian didn't really understand the meaning of Ling Tian's words, he had already secretly written it down in his heart. For Ling Jian, the son's words and deeds are worth learning and imitating. If I don't understand it now, I will understand it someday, maybe by then, I will understand the son's heart. Ling Jian thought.

　　The next day~IndoMTL.com~early morning. Ling Tian got into Mrs. Ling's room first, and didn't know what he was muttering. Then, following Mr. Qin Da, taking Ling Jian, and a team of guards behind him, stepped onto the carriage that accompanied Mr. Qin Da to visit friends.

　　 Behind him, at the entrance of the lobby, several people stood. Everyone looked different. The old man Ling was still sulking and didn't even come out. Ling Xiao was still glaring at him, wishing to catch Ling Tian and beat him up; Chu Ting'er was full of concern, and Mrs. Ling's face was proud; further away , A figure looked at the little figure who had gone away from Ling Tian with a solemn expression, as if facing a strong enemy! With the color of thought and inquiry on his face, it was Xiao Fenghan.

　　 Xiao Fenghan looked for a while, and whispered: "This little guy is going out, there must be something wrong, you follow along to see what he is doing." There was no one behind him, not even a shadow. ; But just after he finished speaking, a faint, almost invisible figure flashed under the sun and disappeared without a trace. A word left in the air: "Yes!"

　　 hurried back into the room in the air, looking very anxious. Leaning over the case, grabbing a piece of paper in hand, hurriedly wrote a few words: Under the mountain, by the Luliu River, stop Ling Tian, ​​no mistake!

　　 After a while, a white homing pigeon fluttered from the East Crossing Yard of Lingfu, circled in the air, and flew towards the south. Seeing the homing pigeon flying in the air, a trace of pleasure flashed in Volley's eyes, and his ferocious face was full of excitement.

　　In the Ling Mansion, a tall attic is where Mrs. Ling usually recites the scriptures and worships the Buddha. At this time, Mrs. Ling is standing in front of the window, holding a volume of Buddhist scriptures, but her eyes are fixed to the east. direction. Seeing the homing pigeons suddenly soaring into the sky in Dongkua's courtyard, the expression in his eyes was as cold as ice! Murderous!