Chapter 15 Mortal Temple Fair

Thinking about the strange evil spirit that appeared in the palace recently, Lingjun sent his son back to the palace to monitor it secretly. If there was any abnormality, he would report it quickly.

Lingjun and Zhengze stayed in the inn to take good care of Lin'er , and Ge Xianweng also temporarily stayed in Xifu Inn to prevent Lin'er's condition from changing.

Unexpectedly, Lin'er 's illness came and went quickly. Within two days after waking up, he was jumping up and down in the inn again.

Ge Xianweng watched Lin'er playing with Ayan from the side, stroking his shaky long beard and nodding repeatedly:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk , you are worthy of being a member of the Golden Dragon clan . The royal bloodline is forbidden..."

Why does Lingjun sound so awkward when he says this?

Hearing the sound of firecrackers coming from the street, Lin'er couldn't sit still. When he found out that today was a temple fair in the world, he asked Lingjun and Zhengze to take him to the temple fair.

This mortal emperor is really big-hearted. He just arrested a group of rebellious officials and traitors a few days ago, and now he allows the people to celebrate festivals and have fun with the people. Well, this coward emperor knows how to enjoy himself in time.

"Come on , let's go for a walk as a family. I'm going to catch up on my sleep, so I won't join in the fun."

slipped slyly , he patted Zhengze's shoulder ambiguously, turned around and went upstairs.

Zhengze looked at Lingjun awkwardly and then looked away.

Lingjun stayed where he was and smiled provocatively at Zhengze - this old man Ge was a good helper to him. When he returned to heaven in the future, he would have to treat the old man to a drink.

"Hurry up, hurry up, if you are later, you will miss the show."

Lingjun pushed Zhengze, picked up Lin'er and walked out. Zhengze shook his head helplessly, picked up Lin'er and walked out leisurely.

The soft light of early morning flows in from outside the door, reflecting the figures of one large and one small, which is exceptionally harmonious.

Lingjun snickered and stepped up to follow him.

The temple fair in this world is really lively.

Lingjun and Zhengze each held a small hand of Lin'er , and Ayan followed closely with cat steps. The group joined this grand gathering leisurely.

Lin'er , a little guy who has been protected by the Dragon Palace since he was a child, is as curious as Lingjun when he first traveled to the mortal world . He stretches his little head and takes a closer look wherever he goes.

Along the way, there were candy players, candied haws sellers, stuffed toys, and acrobatic performers... It was really dizzying.

Being among such a crowded crowd, there is a warm atmosphere of human fireworks.

Lingjun was actually more excited about shopping than Lin'er .

"Son, look, look, there's a show where people are crushing rocks on their chests!"

"Little Zhengze, come and take a look, does this little dagger look good?"

"Come here, son, this sweet-scented osmanthus cake is delicious!"

…

father and son Lingjun and Lin'er were like a pair of swordsmen. They went from eating and playing on the street to strolling to the end of the street, but they were still not satisfied.

Sitting in a small porridge shop , Lin'er, who had finished his lunch, was struggling with the wooden puzzle in his hand.

Lingjun and Zhengze were drinking porridge on the side, watching with interest Lin'er's face turned red and she was gnashing her teeth at the pile of messy boards in her hand .

"Huh, stinky board, I won't fight anymore!"

Lin'er tried and failed repeatedly, and finally threw the puzzle piece on the table in frustration and stopped playing in anger.

Zheng Ze picked up the wooden puzzle board that had been thrown aside and said to Lin'er :

" Lin'er , do you find it difficult?"

Lin'er nodded .

Zheng Ze smiled and said nothing, holding the scattered wooden boards in his slender hands, and restored the originally messed up puzzle pieces exactly as they were before.

Lin'er's eyes widened.

Lingjun's eyes widened.

Ayan's eyes widened.

You know, although Lingjun laughed at Lin'er on his face that he could n't spell this mortal thing, he thought in his heart that he couldn't do it either.

But Zhengze was able to fight so fast, moving smoothly without any delay.

Lingjun looked at Zhengze with unstoppable admiration - the daughter-in-law he chose had a good brain.

Have a vision, have a vision, Lingjun really has a vision.

"Dad, you are so smart...you are the smartest and brightest genius in the world!"

Lin'er looked at Zhengze Xingxing with eyes full of admiration.

But Zhengze shook his head and said, "Dad is actually not smart."

Um?

Everyone here was confused.

Zheng Ze held Lin'er in his arms and said to Little Marshmallow in a sincere voice:

" Lin'er , there is no genius in the world. People who can be called geniuses can only become geniuses through repeated attempts and practice. It's just that practice makes perfect, not a genius. Do you understand?"

Lin'er blinked her big eyes and thought for a moment, tilted her little head and said:

"Then Dad, the reason why you were able to piece together the plank so quickly was because you practiced it repeatedly in private?"

Zheng Ze nodded:

"Yes. I often practice when I have nothing to do."

Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief , feeling relieved——

Well, in this case, he will have to play more puzzle games like this in the future and have more topics in common with his wife!

Zheng Ze raised the corners of his lips slightly, used his slender hands to disrupt the assembled wooden boards again, pushed them in front of Lin'er , and said seductively :

"So Lin'er, do you want to become a genius?"

"Think! Lin'er will have to practice more in the future and become a genius like Dad in the future!"

After hearing Zhengze's words, Lin'er's fighting spirit instantly became high. He picked up the wooden board with his little hands and started to piece it together again.

Zhengze nodded at the side, with a rather "cowardly" look.

Lingjun approached Zhengze, bumped into him and said teasingly:

"Xiao Zhengze, it's okay. I don't see that you are still so pursuing. You are usually so willing to exercise your brain."

Unexpectedly, Zhengze said calmly:

"It's late at night after I finish my work every day, so I don't have time to play with these little things."

"Then you just said..."

" Lin'er's brain is up to you. I can't say that he can't spell it out just because he's stupid. Children, please encourage him."

…

After lunch, Lin'er took Lingjun and the others to continue visiting the temple fair without stopping.

"Dad, do you want to eat this?" Lin'er suddenly stopped and pointed to a place to ask Lingjun and the others.

Lingjun couldn't help but glance at Zhengze , who had a cold face next to him - his son's awkward temper of expressing his needs in a roundabout way has really been copied from his mother!

"Son, I think you want to eat it." Lingjun teased, bought a little rabbit and handed it to Lin'er .

Lin'er blushed , took the candy man, and took a mouthful of syrup.

Lingjun was about to raise his hand to wipe Lin'er's mouth, but unexpectedly bumped into Zhengze's hand holding a handkerchief , and both of them were stunned for a moment.

Lingjun secretly squeezed Zhengze's hand. The touch was delicate and very comfortable.

Zhengze glanced at Lingjun fiercely, then stretched out his hand to wipe Lin'er's mouth.

Jun smiled dirtyly .

"Wow, Daddy, that's so fun!" Before he finished eating the candy man in his hand, Lin'er's eyes lit up when he saw the colorful flowers not far away, and he hurriedly pulled Lingjun and ran away.

Lingjun took a look and saw that it was a matryoshka doll from the mortal world——

A dazzling array of gadgets of various colors are lined up on the ground. It is a small iron circle. If you catch it, you can get it back. If you don't catch it, you will get nothing.

People can get it ten times for just ten cents, which is quite interesting.

"Dad, do you think that little dragon looks good..."

Lin'er pointed to a small mud dragon painted with gold paint on the ground, blinked his big eyes and asked Lingjun .

It seems that Lin'er wants that little golden dragon.

It just so happened that Lingjun was also eager to give it a try.

Lingjun did n't understand the measurement method of money in the world, so he didn't have the habit of carrying money with him. When he was in trouble, Zhengze secretly handed over ten coins.

Holding the few copper coins that still had Zhengze's body temperature in his palm, Lingjun was a little reluctant to spend them - Zhengze, this person, every time he clamored to cut off the relationship with him, but every time he always did it for him in time. To solve the problem, are all women so duplicitous?

With a smile on his lips, Lingjun waved to greet the stall owner.

Ten small iron rings in hand, five for Lingjun and five for Liner——

very confident even though it's a small set of things .

Unexpectedly, Lingjun threw the five iron hoops in his hand, but the little golden dragon still stood there unmoved.

Every time the iron hoop was about to catch the golden dragon's horns, it would bounce away again .

Lingjun was extremely depressed and turned his head to look at Lin'er beside him . Lin'er tightly protected the five iron rings in his hand.

Son, don’t be so distrustful of your father’s strength.

"Good son, give dad the iron hoop in your hand, and dad can help you trap that little golden dragon, okay?" Ling Jun knelt down and spoke warmly to Lin'er.

"K-Ke Lin'er ... Lin'er wants dad to help Lin'er with the trap ..." Lin'er's big black eyes were filled with tears.

Zheng Ze stood aside with his hands behind his back.

Lingjun 's immortality was simply insulted!

After some coercion and inducement, Lingjun successfully took away the only five iron rings left in Lin'er 's hand.

Throw it away, throw it away, throw it away again, he throws it away again——

Looking at the last iron ring left in his hand, Lingjun felt like crying.

Ge Lao Tzu, is it so difficult?

When he looked up, Lin'er hugged Zhengze's thigh and shouted, "Daddy, help Lingjun."

Zhengze looked at Lingjun with a faint smile in his eyes.

Ayan also squatted aside and grinned.

Lingjun suppressed his anger - he couldn't be embarrassed in front of his wife and son! He has to defend the dignity of the head of his family!

So Lingjun silently recited the immortal formula , and the last iron ring was firmly placed on the little golden dragon's head.

Lin'er 's cheers rang in my ears as I wished .

Lingjun smiled with satisfaction.

"Humph, you're lying, so shameful!" A little boy's voice floated past behind him.

Lingjun followed the sound and saw a little boy with a bare back of his head and two buns on his head jumping and disappearing into the crowd.

the kid in red who chased the mysterious girl in scarlet clothes at the market that day !

Are there any rules in this heaven today? Which little fairy boy would dismantle him so unceremoniously?

Lin'er grabbed the little golden dragon in his hand and had a great time playing with it. Hearing the words "Daddy, I love you" made Lingjun feel very comfortable.

Along the way, Zhengze and Ayanze looked at Lingjun, a big liar who deceived children, with contempt.

Lingjun smiled a little restrained——

Daughter-in-law, don’t think so hard, what’s important is the result, not the process...

"...Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times, with smoked willows painting bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, and hundreds of thousands of homes. Clouds of trees surround the embankment and sand..."

A burst of melodious singing came through the clouds. The group of people couldn't help but look up and saw a beautiful building lying alone on the clear blue lake in the middle of the lake. A man in plain clothes was sitting alone on the high platform, across the vast river. Play the harp and sing.

"Ah, Lady Miaoyin is singing. Come on, hurry up, we can't miss this show."

The passers-by who had been strolling leisurely just now started to hurry up, hurriedly walked down the embankment, and rushed to get the ferry.