Lazy words

Lin Ziyin, modern day mechanical professor especially hired by the school, had the potential for great achievement in her field. However, due to family reasons, she could only treat her mechanical research and teaching as a secondary job, pouring all her energy into the farm and the food business before. Despite her low-key approach, she was unable to suppress her sister's rage, and a furious car crash sent her straight to ancient times.
Indeed, she had excellent character, so why did the heavens send her to the sparsely populated Northern Land. Known as the death zone, those who were banished to this borderland would spend their lives and perish there. However, Lin Ziyin was quite satisfied with her own identity. Even if she had lost the protection of her parents, she still had the protection of her siblings and grandfather. Of course, she also had her younger brother and nephew at home who needed her protection. This abundance of familial love was enough to compensate for the hardships caused by poverty at home.
Poverty, she wasn't afraid of, as she had experience in farming. With large swathes of uncultivated land, the Northern Land was practically custom-made for her. The heavy workload didn't matter either, she was proficient in designing all kinds of small tools. Whether it was the emperor's absurdity, not providing aid to the border king, or the shameless Tatars that would rob them frequently, none of these posed a problem for her. She could think of solutions for everything. It wasn't uncommon for the border king to tell everyone how lucky he was to have married such a wonderful queen!

The Princess of Northern Land

Any business operation of the Lin Family is enough to make people envious! However, the Old Master's attitude was very firm, and Lin Ziyin had no intention to accept any kinsmen. Even the Prince was backing them, so what did the Lin Family have to worry about.


"Ziyin and I have discussed opening a Lin Family Shrine near Shili Village. In a few days, the host monk of Ding'an Temple will choose a good day to start the construction," said Chu Suifeng calmly.


"This Monk has come precisely for this matter." As soon as his words fell, a loud response immediately came from outside the door.


Lin Haisheng looked in the direction of the sound and found that the visitor was a large monk. This monk was thin like firewood, wore a thick robe, with a shiny bald head exposed and no monk's hat, but his face was rosy, indicating his robust health at a glance.


"Master Hui Zhen," the Old Master stood up to greet him.


Upon hearing this, Lin Haisheng's mind buzzed.


Chapter 676: Coma (1)_1