Chapter 512: Letter from Kyoto, return to Zhen Guogong Mansion

The northern mountains are steep and steep, and countless rare medicinal herbs grow in the snow-capped valleys.

Mo Canglan couldn't stay idle in the barracks, carrying a basket on his back to pick medicinal herbs in the hinterland of the mountains, and got a lot of money.

Lin Qingluo often took the little prince with him. With the guidance of the little kingfisher, century-old ginseng and thousand-year-old ganoderma can be found everywhere.

The little kingfisher recognizes the treasures of the world and has a soft spot for mineral veins.

After half a month of playing freely in the Beiyu Mountains, he brought back great news to the little master.

The beast baby found a rich coal-burning vein in a deep mountain canyon.

The border is bitterly cold, and it is not easy to transport coal.

Most soldiers and civilians in the north rely on firewood to keep warm through the winter, and very few people can afford coal, let alone high-end smokeless silver ash charcoal.

With coal burning, the quality of life of soldiers and civilians can be greatly improved, at least no longer afraid of the bitter winter, and they can spend a warm winter comfortably.

Lin Qingluo marked the exact location of the coal mine on the map and reported it to Commander Lin Jiajun.

The current commander-in-chief of the Lin family army is the old man's concubine, the fourth brother of Lord Zhen Guo, that is, the fourth grandfather of the Lin family brothers and sisters.

When Lin Siye heard about this matter, he took it very seriously, and immediately decided to call the border soldiers and civilians to dig mountains and pave roads and mine coal mines.

All the sons and daughters of the Lin family went into battle to help soldiers and civilians open mountains and build roads.

Wang Meng, Shi Shi, and Feng Yi also rolled up their sleeves to help, ready to do a big job.

Coal mining is in full swing, the morale of the army and the people is high, and the progress is rapid.

Lin Qingluo was overjoyed and wanted to contribute more to the soldiers and civilians in the North and improve their living environment.

Let your loved ones live as comfortably as possible in the harsh environment.

Thoughts and beauty, reality is cruel.

After a month of unrestrained leisure in Fenghuangguan, the pigeons from the capital city sent a message, shattering the beautiful fantasy and bringing her back to reality.

The old man is sick and misses his granddaughter.

Of course, my precious granddaughter also wants to go back.

Zhen Guogong specially wrote earnestly on another piece of letter paper.

The journey is long, Xiao Qingluo doesn't need to rush on the road, don't eat and sleep in the open, exhausting his body.

Lin Jinyun and Lin Jinlong looked at the two letter papers with completely different contents, with drops of cold sweat dripping from the back of their heads, they looked up helplessly and asked the sky.

As the stinky boy of the Lin family, he was full of grievances and heartaches, and no one knew about it.

The baby is suffering, who can he confide in?

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The old man is eighty-six~www..com~ Being old and sick is no small matter.

Lin Qingluo didn't dare to be careless, and returned immediately after receiving the letter from Feige. He went all the way non-stop, had a meal and slept in the open, and rushed back to the capital city after more than ten days, and returned to the Zhen Guogong's mansion where he had been away for a year.

A group of younger brothers lined up at the gate to greet them.

Little Twelve and Little Thirteen, each hugging one of their sister's arms, jumped up and down happily.

Surrounded by a group of younger brothers, Lin Qingluo came down to Zuishuangju.

"Qingluo, my precious granddaughter, is finally back."

With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Zhen Guogong hugged her fragrant and soft little granddaughter and was reluctant to let go.

"Grandfather, grandmother, Qingluo is not filial, you can't be happy in front of the two elders, and you need to worry about me."

Lin Qingluo snuggled into her grandmother's arms, her eyes blushing uncontrollably.

"Qingluo, my baby."

Mrs. Zhen Guogong's wife is so soft-hearted that she can't bear to reprimand her granddaughter.

The treatment of two uneasy brats is completely different.

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