novelhk Chapter 259 The Heavenly Dao is Not Dead! Golden Light of Merit!
Chapter 259 The Heavenly Dao is Not Dead! Golden Light of Merit!
Lin Yan returned to the courtyard house on Dongxinglong Street at nine o'clock in the evening. The courtyard was quiet, with only the main house still lit. When Lin San saw him return, he hurriedly came out of the house to greet him, carrying freshly brewed tea.
"Young Master, we've received a reply." Lin San gently placed the teacup on the octagonal table, his voice perfectly measured. "They're hosting a banquet for you at the Beijing Hotel tomorrow night, what do you think?"
Lin Yan took the teacup, lifted the lid, and gently blew away the foam. "It's alright, go ahead and go. I'm free anyway."
He took a sip of tea, then, as if suddenly remembering something, put down his teacup and instructed, "Oh, right, prepare some gifts. Give each of the two gentlemen two jin of top-grade Da Hong Pao tea, and two jars of century-old tiger bone wine."
Lin San silently noted it down, and seeing that the young master was still pondering, he waited with his hands at his sides.
"And for Madam Deng," Lin Yan tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, "prepare ten boxes of bird's nest, ten boxes of donkey-hide gelatin, and two jars of century-old medicinal wine suitable for middle-aged and elderly women—it should be mild and nourishing."
"Yes, young master!" Lin San bowed and replied, "I'll go prepare it right away, and I guarantee it will all be the best quality available in the space."
Lin Yan nodded and added, "Put the gift in a sandalwood box; it will look more formal. Have it ready by 5 PM tomorrow."
"Don't worry." Lin San acknowledged and withdrew, already planning in his mind to select the finest medicinal herbs and wines from the young master's spatial storage.
The next day at six o'clock in the afternoon, Lin San drove Lin Yan and the prepared gifts, arriving at the Beijing Hotel on time. Both Lin Yan and Lin San were dressed in well-tailored dark suits, looking exceptionally formal. Lin Gang and Lin Xiao followed behind, carrying the gifts.
The group took the elevator directly to the top floor, walked along a quiet corridor covered with thick carpets, and arrived at the door of the agreed-upon large private room.
The door to the private room was open, and Mr. Zhou and Ms. Deng were already standing at the door, waiting for their arrival.
The moment Lin Yan's gaze met Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Deng's, his usually calm and composed state of mind was suddenly thrown into turmoil! He paused for a moment, and if not for his extremely strong self-control, he would have almost lost his composure.
In his divine perception, Mr. Zhou was surrounded by a warm and magnificent pale golden light—the golden light of merit! He had seen a description of it in the notes in the study in the small courtyard!
The Heavenly Dao of this world has not died!
He had always held the preconceived notion that this world was an abandoned "world devoid of spirits," where the Dao of Heaven had been hidden or even vanished. Therefore, although he had certain bottom lines in his actions, they were mostly based on his own understanding and calculations of interests, carried with a detached, even occasionally rule-above mentality.
But the pure and powerful golden light of merit before my eyes is like a lighthouse in the dark night, proclaiming that the world is orderly and that cause and effect are real! The Way of Heaven does not not exist; it simply operates silently in a way that it has not yet fully comprehended, still recording, measuring, and feeding back the karma and merit of all beings!
"So that's how it is... So that's how it is!" In a flash, countless thoughts flashed and collided wildly in his mind.
This sudden realization was far more impactful than any powerful enemy could have. It fundamentally shook Lin Yan's understanding of this world.
He quickly suppressed his turbulent emotions and looked at Mr. Zhou and Sister Deng again. In addition to the original respect, his eyes held a more complex meaning—they were not just two respectable mortal elders, but living, walking "revelations of the Way of Heaven".
He composed himself, a polite smile returning to his face, and quickly stepped forward, bowing sincerely in greeting:
"Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Deng, I am truly unworthy of your personal welcome. I am Lin Yan."
In his divine perception, the two simply dressed elders before him seemed to embody the gratitude of millions of people and the weight of history, carrying a righteous spirit that soothes the soul and wards off evil.
"Comrade Lin, you're too kind," Mr. Zhou said with a smile, shaking Lin Yan's hand warmly and firmly. "We're hosting today, so we naturally want to make sure you're well taken care of. It's an honor for my wife and me to have you here. Come, come, please come inside!"
The group entered the private room and took their seats. Lin Yan sat down near the head of the table, his gaze unconsciously falling on the man's lean face. Looking at his deep, wise eyes and straight nose, and recalling the golden light, he was momentarily lost in thought.
Mr. Zhou, ever perceptive, immediately turned to Lin with concern and asked, "Comrade Lin, what's wrong? Is it too hot, or are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Yan snapped back to reality, realizing his lapse in composure. His face unusually embarrassed, he blurted out, "Ah, no. I... I just thought you must have been very handsome when you were young. You have such great bone structure!"
This frank and somewhat abrupt praise startled everyone present. Then, Mr. Zhou and Ms. Deng exchanged a glance and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Oh dear," Sister Deng said with a smile, pointing at Lin Yan, her tone full of affection, "As for looks, I've never seen a more handsome young man than you! Little Lin, you truly have the heart of a young boy, so innocent and carefree!"
Lin Yan mentally berated himself, "What utter nonsense is this!" He quickly seized the opportunity to instruct those behind him, "Bring all the gifts in."
Lin Gang and Lin Xiao responded and carefully carried in several exquisite sandalwood boxes and wine jars, arranging them neatly on the side table.
Lin Yan stood up, sorted the gifts, and introduced them one by one:
"Mrs. Deng, Mr. Zhou, this is a small gift I brought for you. It's nothing special."
He first pointed to two tightly sealed wine jars: "These are two jars of century-old tiger bone wine for you two. They are mild and mellow in medicinal properties, and are of great benefit to strengthening the body and nourishing the vital energy. It is best to drink a small amount before going to bed."
He then pointed to two tea canisters: "This is two catties of top-grade Da Hong Pao tea. Please have a taste. Here is another identical one," he said, pointing to another packaged tea and a wine jar next to it. "Could you please take this to the Chairman? Just say it was a gift from a fellow villager. If he likes it, just let Lin San know, and I'll have someone send another one."
Then, he turned to Sister Deng, his tone unusually earnest: "Here are two jars of century-old health-preserving medicinal wine specially prepared for you, Madam Deng. Its medicinal properties are more gentle and nourishing, suitable for women. There are also ten boxes of premium bird's nest and ten boxes of premium donkey-hide gelatin, hoping to help you strengthen your body."
After the introductions, Lin Yan's smile faded. He looked at the two of them and said in a very serious tone:
"Let me state in advance that these are personal gifts from me, Lin Yan, to you two and the Chairman. You are only allowed to drink and use them yourselves. You are not allowed to share them with others, let alone hand them over."
He paused deliberately, emphasizing his words: "Otherwise, I might get angry."
These childlike yet incredibly sincere and caring words moved Mr. Zhou and Ms. Deng once again. Looking at the exceptionally handsome yet pure-hearted young man before them, they were filled with emotion.