Chapter 2773 The Secret Meeting of the Ancient Clan
Lin Mengya also had doubts about this.
Moreover, with the financial resources and status of the Huo family at the time, even with the calculations of the in-laws Fang family, they should not have fallen so quickly.
There may be other reasons for this that they don't know about.
"Huo Xiao and his father naturally have to worry about the Huo family's affairs, but this is the issue that is right in front of us."
Long Tianyu straightened up, his dark eyes filled with worry.
Lin Mengya gently shook his hand, "Aren't you still here?"
Therefore, no matter what happened, no matter who came, she believed that he would protect the three of them, mother and son.
Long Tianyu raised the corners of his lips and nodded slightly.
"That's right, just go ahead and do whatever you want."
"Okay, then I'll leave the babies and I to you."
"My pleasure."
He smiled affectionately and kissed the corner of her lips, leaving some words unspoken.
When the unfamiliar carriage appeared at the city gate, Lin Mengya had already received the news.
Regarding this visitor, she currently doesn’t know any details.
However, I heard that the people who were following me came back and mentioned that the two groups got together later.
Some were sent by the Presbyterian Church, but the identities of the owner of the carriage and the masked guards were very mysterious.
Moreover, their people also discovered some very strange behaviors while following them.
But before we meet face to face, everything is still in the stage of mutual speculation.
Today's Zhao Mansion can be said to be leaderless.
The troublemaker old lady is not here, so naturally there is no one in charge.
I don’t know whose idea it was to invite Jun Rongrong, who had been hiding and pretending to be dead, to come out to greet the guests.
Regarding this, Lin Mengya did not bother Aunt Fang, but sent someone to keep a close eye on her.
What surprised her even more was that Zhao Xun, who had always looked down on Jun Rongrong, actually hooked up with her.
Jun Rongrong now seems to regard herself as the mistress of Zhao Mansion.
Listening to the news from the Jackdaw Guard, Lin Mengya just sneered in her heart.
It seems that Zhao Xun and Jun Rongrong do not know that Zhao Mansion has no value now.
Even if Huo Shujiang wakes up, I'm afraid he will want to destroy this place even more.
It doesn't matter if the place that is destined to be abandoned is left to them.
But some people are just greedy.
Less than half a day after the carriage entered the Zhao Mansion, Jun Rongrong sent someone to ask Lin Mengya to come over.
"If you don't go, don't pay attention to them."
Her attitude towards this was very indifferent.
Everyone in the hot spring village belongs to them, inside and out. As long as she doesn't speak, no one can break in.
Sure enough, the people sent by Zhao Mansion just lingered outside for a while, then hung their heads. Returned angrily.
The next time, it was Jun Rongrong who went into battle in person.
It's a pity that she was forced to lose face, and her face really didn't look good.
"Open the door! I'm really going against you! This is our Zhao family's place, how can we let you run wild?"
She stood at the door, feeling confident and confident.
"Master, do you want me to drive her away?" Cairu asked in a low voice.
Lin Mengya shook her head, pretending that she was not such a person.
Seeing that there was no movement at all, Jun Rongrong was completely irritated.
She looked gloomily and took a few steps back.
"You guys, even if you smash it, you still have to open the door for me!"
Several servants nearby looked at each other, but did not dare to actually break down the door.
I had no choice but to keep knocking and begging with a grimace.
The spineless look made Jun Rongrong feel depressed again.
"Useless things! Get out of my way!"
It concerns her face and lifelong happiness, so she must be ruthless.
Before the others could leave, she pulled out the hairpin and plunged it into the butt of a horse.
The horse neighed and rushed towards the gate like a madman.
All the servants were killed, and there was even a slow one who was about to be killed by the horse's hooves.
Suddenly, the gate opened and the horse ran in wildly.
The servant who was a step too late had a pale face.
If not, if someone hadn't dragged him just now, the horse's hooves would have crushed his head!
"Uu——"
The sound of horses being trained came from the yard.
The chaotic sound of horse hooves gradually calmed down.
It turned out that the master of horse training had just taken advantage of the chaos to get on the horse and calm the frightened horse.
But the yard was completely ruined after all.
What's more, if they hadn't opened the door just now, the horse and the servant would have been completely ruined.
It's a pity that Jun Rongrong not only didn't reflect at all, but also rushed in with others with a sneer.
"You really don't want to drink wine as a penalty! Give me the prescription, otherwise, I will let you get out of here!"
"Who is so arrogant? Since you are here to ask for help, you should act like you are asking for help."
Lin Mengya appeared accompanied by Cairu.
Although they are all women of about the same age, Jun Rongrong, who wears silk and satin and raccoon dog fur and mink, is like a mouse drowned in gorgeous clothes, with no trace of wealth at all.
She was arrogant just now, but when she saw the master and servant, she felt as if she was a little shorter for some reason.
This feeling made her very dissatisfied.
"What are you asking for? This is what you should do. Don't forget, without my brother's support, you might not have figured out the recipe so quickly. Besides, maybe the recipe already existed, but you just picked it up in vain.
It’s just cheap.”
Lin Mengya almost laughed at this shameless statement.
"Okay, since you said so, why not give it to you to pick it up at a cheaper price. Cairu, let's pack up and leave now, and leave this place to Miss Jun to see if she can also try out the recipe."
She was straightforward, but Jun Rongrong's expression changed.
She probably knew that she was too anxious, so she could only suppress her anger first and try to ease the atmosphere with the other party.
"Look, I was just a little anxious, so what I said was a bit unpleasant. Besides, we got along pretty well before. Don't you understand what kind of person I am? Miss Ya, please don't you?
Remember the bad guys, so don’t bother with me."
"I really don't know much about what kind of person Miss Jun is."
She looked at Jun Rongrong who clearly wanted to rebel, but still had to hold back, so she got to the point.
"Let's not just be friends. Let's talk about it. What do you want my recipe to do?"
Of course, in exchange for Zhao Xun’s promise!
But Jun Rongrong would never say this to her.
With a roll of her eyes, Jun Rongrong also used her own cleverness to look worried.
"I'm doing this all for your own good. Besides, if this recipe is left in your hands, it can only save a whole city. But if you leave it to me, I will definitely make this recipe become the gospel of the entire ancient tribe.
When the time comes, everyone will surely be grateful for your kindness..."
"Oh? But I have no interest in those reputations."
"You! Why are you doing this? You have to plan for the long term in everything. If people here know that you have this recipe, I'm afraid they won't be as polite as me."
Jun Rongrong seemed to feel that what she said made sense, and the smile on her face became wider.
But she was playing tricks on her class.
How could Lin Mengya not see her little thoughts?
She raised her eyebrows, deliberately showing no interest in the matter.
"So what if they know? The prescription is in my hand, and whoever dares to be rude to me will never get it for the rest of his life. No matter how powerful they are, they can't open my mind to see my recipe.
Son?"
Her indifferent attitude made Jun Rongrong very angry.
The other party snorted coldly, "Miss Ya, don't underestimate those people. As long as they want it, no one can keep a secret." "Oh?" Lin Mengya thought about it and continued to say calmly, "It seems that you know their methods very well, but who are they?"
"them"
Jun Rongrong almost let it slip, but she quickly reacted.
"You'd better not ask so much. Anyway, if you give this recipe to me today, I can keep you safe."
"What if I don't give it?"
"Then, don't blame me for not missing our old relationship."
Jun Rongrong's endurance seemed to have reached its limit.
Her face showed the same venom as her mother's.
"Do you know who is coming to the house today?"
"Not interested in knowing."
Jun Rongrong was once again furious at Lin Mengya's indifferent attitude and gritted her teeth. At this moment, she wanted to tear her into pieces with her own hands.
"Let me tell you, they are secret meeting people! Oh, now you know the seriousness of the matter, right?"
Jun Rongrong gave her harsh words.
Unfortunately, the threat she relied on was not much of a threat to Lin Mengya.
"Secret meeting? Didn't they stop taking care of things many years ago? Miss Jun, I know you are a simple-minded person. Even if you want to make meritorious deeds, you must not be deceived by others."
Lin Mengya denied it lightly, but this time, Jun Rongrong looked at her with a bit of contemptuous pity.
"With your humble background, you naturally don't know what's going on here."
"It is true that the secret society no longer cares about other things, but the secret society will never ignore important matters related to the life and death of the ancient tribe."
"Also, don't think that just because of your aunt, my brother can continue to favor you."
"In front of the secret meeting, he can only surrender!"
Jun Rongrong seemed to feel that she must be invincible, and proudly told him the rules of the ancient tribe.
Lin Mengya's expression changed slightly, but her mind did not stop.
The secret meeting is also called the secret meeting of the elders of the ancient clan.
It is the Presbyterian Church within the Presbyterian Church. It is said that those who can enter the secret society must not only be from the Presbyterian Church elders, but most importantly, they must make great contributions before they are qualified to enter.
But in the past ten years, even though the Presbyterian Church has gradually appeared in the eyes of the ancient people, the secret meeting is still a secret that only exists in the past.
No one knows the specific time when it existed, and no one knows who the members are.
But as soon as the secret meeting came out, it represented the highest will of the ancient tribe.
Even the elders of the Presbyterian Church must obey and must not have any objections.
