In Yangmi's mansion, Lin Yile suddenly looked up and said that he wanted to save the family, country and country. This sentence made the Secretary Yang Mi also throw away his wolf hair, raise his head, and ask with interest: "Oh? Humph... If today is unified for more than 70 years, the world will be peaceful, the court will be stable, and the people will live and work in peace. How can you say that you can save the family, country and country and country?"

Lin Yile stood up straight and talked eroticly: "The important minister of the Caomin returned to the court, the head of the Shangshu Province, and the Minister Yang said that the court's ruling seems stable, but in fact it is hidden. The plague in the south of the Yangtze River is in full swing, and the struggle for the throne in the court has begun to emerge. Now our court has eight princes holding their own troops and are ready to move. When these disasters come together, the country will be in danger!"

After saying that, Lin Yile knelt down on the ground again, regaining his humility and politeness.

Yang Mi felt his heart pounding and said to himself: "I thought these court officials were all playboys. Even if I was willing to study hard, I would only read the books of sages and ignore the world... Unexpectedly, Lin Yile was about fifteen years old, and he analyzed my internal and external troubles in Dayun Dynasty in a few words... I was mistaken..."

After thinking about it, he blinked his eyes and smiled at Lin Yile, "At a young age, he has such insights and is so unrestrained... Can you talk about these things by first-class grass people?"

After hearing this, Lin Yile hurriedly whispered: "Reply to the words of the adults, Caomin... I have put too much salt in the morning."

"Have you put too much salt?" Yang Mi was stunned and then understood Lin Yile's intention. He closed his eyes and sighed inwardly: "God bless me, Dayun Chao... I didn't expect that Lin Pan actually had such an excellent son... He said it well..."

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"Now Your Majesty is addicted to beauty, is passionate about power and tricks, does not serve the government, and ignores the sufferings of the people... The eldest son of the emperor Qizhong is young and ignorant, weak and talented, and the princes of the kings and princes from all over the country are eyeing him... This battle for the throne that has begun to emerge is just a good show in His Majesty's opinion, but if the control is not properly done, it will cause trouble..."

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"It's not just the Great Cloud Court and the Country... The five northern jackal tribes are also looking at the Central Plains, and the eagles look at the wolf... This is indeed a crisis in the family and country. It's not a pity for such a charming talent..."

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While Lord Yang Mi was thinking about these things, Lin Yile looked up and glanced at Yang Mi for several times. He frowned. He didn't know what Lord Shangshu Ling was thinking. He was very frightened. So he cleared his throat and asked, "Mr. Yang... Has Caomin said the wrong thing?"

After hearing this, Yang Mi opened her eyes, shook her head gently and said, "Nephew, come to be honest, why are you here to find me today? Is it just to sit with me and discuss politics?"

"No!" Lin Yile stood up and said, "How dare Le Yicao people talk big with the Minister Ling? It's just that Le respects loyalty and filial piety since childhood. Come today, but it's because of the family's precepts of being a father... My father is in prison, and if he is unjustly killed, it will definitely be the beginning of our dynasty's disaster!"

Yang Mi corrected her face, and pointed her fingers in the air and said, "How do you say this?"

Lin Yile replied word by word: "If my father is wronged and the ministers in the court are afraid that everyone will be in danger and strive to protect themselves. At that time, if the Eight Kings rebelled, who will support the country? Or if the five northern jackal tribes invaded the Central Plains, who can stand up to support the world and save the country from the fire?!"

When Lin Yile came, he didn't know whether he could tell Shangshu Ling these words today. He was betting that Yang Mi was a man who was just like his father Lin Pan, who was worried about the country and put his family and country first.

When he finished everything he wanted to say and saw a dim look on Yang Mi's body, he knew that he had bet right. The dim color symbolized that Yang Mi was a person who was loyal to his family and country and the country, and was very similar to his father Lin Pan.

However, the colors are slightly different.

This shows that there is still a difference between Yang Mi and Lin Pan, and if this small difference is not done well, it will lead to the wasted of Lin Yile's efforts today. Therefore, Lin Yile knelt on the ground, staring at Yang Mi's expression changes, making every move, and sweat was flowing down his forehead.

Finally, Yang Mi took a deep breath, blinked her eyes, and said to Lin Pan: "Boy, tell me honestly..."

He stood up and squatted beside Lin Yile and said, "You came today and went around such a big circle with me... In fact, it was just to save your father. Right? What is the family, country and country? It doesn't matter to you. Is it right?"

Yang Mi spoke softly, not as majestic as the Great General Qilong, but every word and sentence sounded so deafening to Lin Yile.

Lin Yile has the Dharma to correct his eyes, and can argue right and wrong, black and white, straight, true and false... But this Lord Yang Mi and Yang cannot directly correct his eyes, and can even see through the appearance. From today on, Lin Yile finally understands that in this world, people are divided into high and low.

Today, if he deceived Yang Shangshu, his father Yang Pan might be really helpless!

"Caomin... reply to Yang Shangshu's words..." Lin Yileling raised his eyes and had a protruding neck. He replied word by word to Yang Mi, who exuded a violent and dim breath all over his body: "Caomin... has no family, country and country in his heart... only his father's honor, disgrace and safety... As the saying goes, how can he be buried when his nest is destroyed? If my father is really killed unjustly, my Lin family will be in danger..."

Under Yang Miruju's close gaze, Lin Yile finished these words intermittently, sweating profusely and almost collapsed.

It would be fine if I could not look straight, but the increasingly strong dim aura really made Lin Yile breathless. After a second of this heavy pressure, Lin Yile might be about to roar!

Just as Lin Yile was about to collapse completely, Yang Mi's dim aura suddenly disappeared, and he was under pressure. He straightened his waist and laughed: "The Lin family gave birth to a good son! OK!"

Lin Yile let out a heavy breath, collapsed on the ground, blinking his eyes desperately, fearing that the tears that were accumulated in his eyes would fall.

Yang Mi walked to the desk and waved to Lin Yile, "Come here."

Lin Yile quickly stood up, regardless of the soreness of his legs, and came to Yang Shangshu's desk and saw Yang Shangshu holding a draft memorial. The content written on it was exactly the same as Lin Yile's analysis today, which was exactly what Yang Shangshu analyzed.

Yang Mi closed the memorial and laughed again: "The Lin family gave birth to a good son...hahahaha..."

Lin Yile was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly took a step back and knelt down and said, "Thank you for your life-saving me! Thank you for your life-saving me!"

But unexpectedly, Yang Mi actually pulled the brazier over the brazier, lit the melody with a fire, threw it into the basin, and let it burn. He turned around and said seriously to Lin Yile, who was puzzled, and said seriously: "Have I promised to help you?"
Chapter completed!