Looking from afar, Prince Fu's courtyard was just a dark ruin, but when Ling Tian and the others came closer, they all sucked in a mouthful of cold air.
Firstly, Prince Fu's courtyard covered an incredible area. Ling Tian roughly estimated that it was about 20 acres of land, which was almost half the size of the current Ling House. Secondly, the degree of dilapidation of the courtyard was far beyond the scope of what Qin Da had said, "as long as it is renovated, it can be used". There were broken bricks and tiles everywhere, more than half of the walls had collapsed, weeds were overgrown, and all the wood that could be used to build had disappeared. Even the glazed tiles on the roof had been stripped clean — —
Occasionally, a beggar in ragged clothes could be seen poking his head out from the ruins, looking in horror at the group of uninvited guests who were obviously important people. Then, with a swoosh, he would shrink back, not daring to show his face again.
Everyone followed Ling Tian as they walked along the narrow path that was almost impossible for people to pass through. The only thing they could smell was a nauseating stench assaulting their nostrils. Since Prince Fu's courtyard was abandoned, it had almost become a temporary residence for refugees and beggars. It could be seen that there were yellow and white things everywhere.
Qin Da's face was a little ashamed. Not only him, but the rest of the guards, Ling Yi and the Blood Iron Warriors also frowned, feeling that this broken place was really disgusting, making people want to take a detour. There was no value in using it at all!
Ling Tian's expression was as per normal as he walked around the ruins, sizing up his surroundings. It was as though he could not smell the nauseating stench in the air. What he was looking at was not the dilapidated scenery, but the original architectural prototype and concept of Prince Fu's courtyard. On the left, there should have been a row of abodes, the front was the main hall of the Prince's residence, and on the right, there were a few rockery stones, which should have been a garden. Behind, close to the main hall, there was a slightly taller and more delicate three-storey building. Ling Tian thought, it seems that Prince Fu has a daughter? This delicate building was clearly an embroidery building.
What Ling Tian was most satisfied with was the fact that there was a large empty space at the back. Of course, there was nothing but weeds growing on it. However, in Ling Tian's eyes, this was a training ground! It was an excellent place to train soldiers.
In front of Prince Fu's courtyard, the Green Willow River was like a belt, and the willow forest could be seen from afar. On the left, it was close to the Victory Mountain. Although the Victory Mountain was not high, but the back was a precipitous cliff. Except for the side of the Prince's residence, which could be smoothly ascended, from the back, there were basically no people or beasts. There was absolutely no possibility of climbing up, which was equivalent to an excellent barrier. From the looks of it, this Victory Mountain should also belong to Prince Fu's courtyard. With a mountain on one side and water on the other, it was indeed a good place.
The more Ling Tian looked at it, the more satisfied he was. Although it would cost a lot of money to repair this place, once it was built, it would be a good base. Thinking of this, Ling Tian could not help but feel strange. He was not the only one with foresight in the capital, why was there no one interested in this place?
Looking at the sky, it was already late, the red sun was setting in the west, and night was coming. Ling Tian decided to rush back to the residence overnight. This time the enemy did not know about the existence of the Iron Blood Guards, so they suffered a big loss. If they organized another counterattack, he was afraid that they would not be able to bear the consequences.
After looking at Prince Fu's courtyard, Ling Tian was very satisfied. If he wanted to secretly train an elite army, there was no doubt that Prince Fu's courtyard would be a very good place. First, it was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Second, it was only twenty miles outside the capital, not far from his own Ling House. Third, as for the problem of money, it seemed that he did not need to worry about it. It seemed that his family's property had reached the point where he was worried about spending it.
The only problem was that this place could not attract the attention of people with ulterior motives. Ling Tian frowned and thought hard for a long time, before he smiled evilly. It seemed that he could only let Grandfather Ling use his official position for private gain, and build another Ling House courtyard.
Since such a big move was destined to be unobtrusive, then, he might as well create a sensation! Building such a large house in secret would attract criticism and suspicion, but if he did it in the open, no one would dare to make a fuss about it. With the current momentum of the Ling House, building another courtyard was really not a big deal. However, he would have to trouble Grandmother again, and he was afraid that she would discover some secret from him. However, Ling Tian was not afraid now, with a groundless master to back him up, no matter what, he could just push it off.
Ling Tian was very happy, and seeing everyone wrinkling their noses, he could not help but laugh. "Is it really that bad?"
Ling Yi's nose and eyes were almost wrinkled, and he said with a bitter face. "Young master, this smell is really not very fresh. It's even stronger than the smell in the army's latrines. "
Feng Mo sniffed, and agreed. "Yes, it's more complicated than the smell in there."
Ling Yi was surprised. "Complicated? Is that place very simple? "
Hearing these two treasures discussing the smell of the latrines, everyone's stomachs began to churn. A few Blood Iron Warriors and a few other guards began to curse loudly.
Ling Tian laughed, and walked out first. As he walked, he said, "You guys take your time, we'll go out first."
No one was willing to stay here any longer, and they swarmed Ling Tian out.
Just as they were about to leave the courtyard, Ling Tian suddenly stopped in his tracks.
On the left, a small, weak, and tottering figure appeared in everyone's eyes. Her head was lowered, and she was hunched over the ground, looking for something.
The red sun had just set, and there was still a ray of light between heaven and earth. Everyone could clearly see that it was a seven or eight year old, thin and weak little girl. Her face was yellow, and she seemed to have no strength in her body. She swayed as she rummaged through the snow, and in her hand was a sharp tile.
Ling Tian was almost certain that this little girl was looking for wild vegetables that could barely fill her stomach. It could be seen from the few stalks of grass she was holding in her left hand. Ling Tian sighed deeply. In such a cold weather, how could there be any wild vegetables?
At this moment, Ling Tian suddenly remembered his previous life! In his previous life, he had just been crippled of his martial arts and expelled from his family for two years. He was seriously injured and had no money on him. Countless times, he went out to find a job, wanting to earn some money to keep himself alive, but he was always rejected. Only later did he find out that Ling Tian had issued a notice to all the businessmen. Anyone who dared to help Ling Tian would suffer the retaliation of the Ling family! Under such circumstances, no one, no shop dared to take him in! The only one who pitied Ling Tian and gave him three steamed buns was an old man, but he had his legs broken while he was still alive!
In the end, Ling Tian was driven by a heart full of vengeance, and would rather beg on the streets in order to survive and take revenge. But when he was begging, even the surrounding beggars came to oppose him. They drove him far away. And Ling Tian and the others would come to humiliate him every few days, beating and scolding him. For two whole years, every day, Ling Tian's body would have new scars!
Later, Ling Tian was so hungry that he saw stars. In order to survive, he was like a homeless person, curling up in a local market every day, enduring everyone's beating, scolding, and contempt, picking up some vegetables that were thrown away to satisfy his hunger. That kind of life actually went on for two years!
The little girl in front of him was so similar to his previous life! Ling Tian stood there in a daze, his eyes moist.
Seeing Ling Tian suddenly stop moving and stare blankly at the little girl with a sad expression on his face, everyone could not help but stand there with him. Could it be that this domineering young master actually had a compassionate heart?
Ling Tian sighed and said, "Bring that little girl here."
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