MTL - Ci Jinzhi-Chapter 220 Meng Jijiu's Guess

  Chapter 220 Meng Jijiu's Guess

  On the picture scroll, the young man has a handsome face and sharp eyes, exactly what Xin You looks like after changing his face.

  Xin You was taken aback: "Where did Master Jijiu get the portrait?"

   This surprise is feigned, and it is true.

   "It seems that Miss Kou has met."

   It was difficult for Xinyou to deduce his true meaning from Meng Jijiu's face, so he said, "I have indeed seen this portrait, but I don't know if it is Mr. Songling."

  This answer was beyond Meng Jijiu's expectation: "How do you say that?"

"When Minnv met Mr. Songling, Mr. Songling kept covering his face, so he didn't know what he looked like. Mr. He also asked me about such a portrait, so the person in this portrait should be Mr. Songling It's gone." Xin You knew that it was not easy to see through if it was true or false.

  Meng Jijiu seemed to believe it, and said with some regret: "It turns out that Ms. Kou has never seen Mr. Songling's true face."

   Seeing the amiable attitude of the old Jijiu, Xinyou seemed to ask casually: "Master Jijiu is curious about Mr. Songling's appearance?"

  Meng Jijiu stared at the portrait, his gaze deepened unconsciously, "I didn't expect Mr. Song Ling to be so young, he looks only sixteen or seventeen years old."

  Xin You's heart skipped a beat.

  Meng Jijiu seems to be very concerned about Mr. Songling's age—

  This guess led Xin You to make a bolder guess: Could it be that Meng Jijiu suspects that Mr. Songling is the son of his mother?

  So, it's no wonder Meng Jijiu came here to ask.

   "Where did Master Jijiu see the portrait? Could it be that Jin Linwei set up a list to find someone?" Xin You asked.

  She just wanted to let that person know that Mr. Songling was related to her mother, so it was logical to send Master He to investigate in the south, rather than everyone knowing about it. However, there are always many things that are out of control in this world. Now that it has happened, it is time to think of countermeasures.

I don't know whether it's because he has a good impression of Ms. Kou or what, but Meng Jijiu didn't sell it at all: "There was a Jin Linwei who took out a portrait to compare with passers-by. The person in the portrait may be him, so the old man drew it."

  Xin You was silent, and sighed: "Master Jijiu has a wonderful hand, and the girls admire it."

"It's mainly because of the good eyes." Meng Jijiu said with a smile, put away the scroll, took a step outside with his hands behind his back, and then stopped, "Mr. Pine Ling is amazingly talented, and someone who is interested in Mr. Pine Ling like this old man There must be a lot of people, Miss Kou may be troubled."

  Xin You smiled helplessly: "If a folk girl knows that such rumors will come out, Mr. Songling will not dare to cooperate with him no matter how amazing and talented he is."

   "Miss Kou has been busy with the business of the bookstore, why don't you go back to Shaoqing's mansion to rest for a while." Meng Jijiu tactfully persuaded her, and walked out of the bookstore to meet He Qingxiao head-on.

   "Meng Jijiu." He Qingxiao stopped and greeted politely.

  Meng Jijiu's attitude was indifferent: "Master He is here to buy books?"

  He Qingxiao glanced at Xin You, but didn't respond casually: "Come to ask Miss Kou something."

  Meng Jijiu also took a look at Xin You, and walked away slowly.

  Guozijian was not far away. Meng Jijiu returned to the room, slowly unfolded the scroll and stared at it for a long time, took off the lampshade and lit a candle, and put the scroll on the flame.

  The tongue of fire swept the paper quickly, and the paper ash in the basin curled and collapsed a little bit.

  Meng Fei walked in and sniffled: "Grandfather, what are you burning?"

  He asked, looking down, with a look of disbelief: "It's been so long since the Qingming Festival, and you still burned paper for grandma!"

   And it is still burning in the house!

  Meng Jijiu picked up the itch and hit it: "The **** is talking nonsense!"

  Meng Fei dodged deftly, and asked curiously: "It's not burning paper for grandma, what are you burning?"

  Meng Jijiu put down the tickle, held his breath and said, "Yes, I'm burning paper for your grandmother."

  He often dismissed rumors, but this time he felt it was true.

  When Mr. Songling said "eggs are delicious, there is no need to see the hen laying eggs", it reminded him of Queen Xin. Even when people were skeptical about the rumor that Mr. Song Ling was Queen Xin's person, he couldn't help guessing that Mr. Song Ling was the son of Queen Xin.

  It's a pity that he looked left and right, and couldn't see the similarity between Mr. Song Ling and the empress from the portrait, so he went to Miss Kou to confirm.     Did he guess wrong? Or... the prince's appearance follows the long-dead ancestor Dezu?

   After all, Dezu was gone when he was young, and they have never seen him.

  Meng Jijiu thought about this, with mixed feelings.

  Happily, there is finally news about the empress, and it is very likely that there will be a direct prince. What is worrying is that Mr. Songling alone is the person of Empress Xin. I am afraid that some people will be restless.

   "Then you hit me just now." Meng Fei glanced at the washbasin, but became a little suspicious.

  Meng Jijiu's face was stern: "Have you finished memorizing the collection of poems I gave you the day before yesterday?"

  Meng Fei patted his forehead: "Suddenly remembered something, grandfather, I'm leaving first!"

  Meng Jijiu cursed, and when Meng Fei ran out, he sighed softly.

   At Qingsong Bookstore, Xin You invited He Qingxiao into the reception room under the chasing eyes of shopkeeper Hu.

  After being seated, He Qingxiao asked: "Why does shopkeeper Hu keep looking at me? Do you have something to say?"

   "The shopkeeper Hu is worrying about the rumors."

  He Qingxiao was silent for a moment: "Sorry, I couldn't find out the source of the rumor at the moment."

Xin You was very open-minded: "Your Excellency, you don't have to be like this. The wind started at the end of Qingping, and it was spread from ten to ten, and there was nowhere to find it. Maybe it was that time when I was taken to Jinlinwei, and someone with a heart saw it." There is speculation."

  Baiguan Xungui speculated about Gu Changbo's real crimes in various ways, and a little unusual trouble was easily noticed.

   "Master He, is there any news from the north?" Xin You asked the most concerned thing.

   "Yes." He Qingxiao lowered his voice and talked about the contents of the dark newspaper.

  Xin You listened quietly, unable to suppress her anger.

   Sure enough, when it is said that it is miserable, the truth is often worse.

   King Qing, Pei Zuo, Minister of the Household Department, and Wu Yanting, Commander of the Beijing Camp, these three people were ordered to provide disaster relief.

   "Now we need Miss Zhu to come forward."

  Xin You's face straightened: "Master He, please explain in detail."

   "There is He Yushi, who is upright..."

  Xin You listened carefully, and after talking about it, she planned: "I decided to go back to Shaoqing's Mansion for a while. If Mr. He has something to do in the future, please send a letter directly to Shaoqing's Mansion if you are in a hurry, or contact Liu Zhou to send a message if you are not in a hurry."

  He Qingxiao nodded in agreement: "Miss Kou may as well go back to Shaoqing's residence first."

  Anyone can come to Qingsong Bookstore. The high-ranking ones have to deal with Miss Kou here, but it will be different when they return to Shaoqing Mansion. Who will go to other people's mansion to find a boudoir girl unless it is very special.

   "Meng Jijiu reminded me."

  He Qingxiao couldn't help bending his lips when he thought of the old man who had treated him indifferently just now.

  Besides him, I hope more people will have kindness towards Miss Kou.

  After that, He Qingxiao went back to the Yamen, and Xin You went to see Miss Zhu.

   Emperor Xingyuan is the founding emperor, but he will posthumously title his father, so it is mentioned here that he will be called Dezu.

  (end of this chapter)