After writing the letter, Mr. Zhan Chen handed it to Xia Zhaoyi.
Xia Zhaoyi put the letter away and was about to leave. Mr. Zhan Chen stopped her and said, "You haven't explained the words on this paper clearly yet."
Xia Zhaoyi stopped: "What?"
"Did your brother write this word?"
"yes."
"really?"
Mr. Zhan Chen looked closely into her eyes, but she was very calm, without any panic or discomfort.
"Sir, what my brother wrote was written by my brother. Why do you have to say this?" Xia Zhaoyi replied.
"I still remember what you said to me. You asked me if I knew who wrote this word," Mr. Zhan Chen said. "If it was written by your brother, why did you have the courage to ask me
?How could I possibly know your brother's handwriting?"
"Sir," the little girl said calmly, "I told you four words before, and they were all mysterious. Otherwise, how could you have listened to me? And this word...doesn't it look familiar to you?"
Mr. Zhan Chen frowned, took out the paper and opened it.
It is extremely elegant and free-spirited, with great opening and closing. It must have taken several years of practice for a poor boy to write such words.
"Have Mr. Zhan Chen been to Xiangjuan Mountain?" Xia Zhaoyi said, "There is a stone tablet outside the Octagonal Pavilion on the back hill of Daodao Temple. Have you ever paid attention to the words on the tablet?"
Mr. Zhan Chen paused for a moment, then said in surprise: "This character is modeled after Duke Dingguo!"
"And...Dingguo Gong?" Xia Zhaoyi said softly.
Mr. Zhan Chen shivered and felt a chill down his spine for no reason.
He looked at the little girl in front of him. Her eyes were too bright, but they were not aggressive or sharp. They were like the bright moon after auspicious snow, especially quiet and peaceful.
Thinking of Ding Guogong, all of Mr. Zhan Chen's senses became different, especially under the dim light indoors, where he smelled the fragrance of ink around him, which seemed real and illusory.
, it was like seeing the figure of another girl.
That figure is extremely thin, lonely and proud, the most glorious in the world, peerless and independent.
This idea was a bit crazy, so Mr. Zhan Chen promptly ordered himself to stop.
"There is no longer Duke Ding," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I thank you sir for today's matter and take my leave."
As she said that, she slightly cupped her hands and turned around to leave.
Mr. Zhan Chen frowned, and his heartbeat felt fast for no reason. He sat down, and his gray hair was covered with a very light sunset color under the light.
"I'm crazy," Mr. Zhan Chen sighed. "Why do I feel so ridiculous?"
Xia Zhaoyi left the school through the back door, carrying a basket and walked towards Huaizhou Xiejie.
There was a cross ahead, and several fast horses galloped past, leaving behind a crowd of people cursing in low voices.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at the figures on horses. The horses were running very fast, and their figures quickly disappeared.
Xia Zhaoyi felt something strange in her heart for no reason. She frowned and didn't want to worry about it, so she turned and walked towards the other side.
The horses galloped all the way and stopped in front of the gate of Lu Mansion.
As soon as he saw them, the nurse inside the door quickly rushed in to report to the master and his wife.
Lu Ronghui, who was listening to music in her concubine's room, heard that they were back and quickly put down her tea cup. When she came out of the Orchid Garden, she met her wife Liu.
The couple rushed to the front hall. As soon as they entered, Lu Ronghui hurriedly asked: "How is it? Is there any news about Liu Teng?"
The tired man shook his head, his breathing still not steady, and said: "No, they have completely lost contact. We sent many people to the two contact points left in Shoushi and Guyi to look for them, but there was no movement at all. Sir
, the people over there said...it's very likely that something unexpected has happened."
"Pa!" Lu Ronghui slapped her hand on the table, causing the cups on the table to jump.
"An accident happened? What about the body? How could a large group of people disappear for no reason? Then are there no traces of the things I asked them to find?"
"Master," Mrs. Liu said from the side, "you need to calm down a little. Doctor Du said, you can't rush."
Lu Ronghui's face had turned red, as he would do when he was anxious, and his heartbeat would race very fast.
Liu's reminder made Lu Ronghui even more grumpy: "Why can't I be impatient! Don't you know what happened now? It's one thing to not be able to find those medicines. If anyone knows about this, I will
what to do!"
Mrs. Liu coldly withdrew her gaze and looked ahead, without speaking.
Lu Ronghui stood up and walked back and forth in the lobby with her hands behind her back.
"There's no way something will happen," he whispered. "Liu Teng is well-measured, and he's also quite tactful. He has a way of dealing with whatever happens. There's no way something will happen."
"Yes, it's impossible that something happened." He frowned and walked faster and faster. "Could it be that the road was blocked by rolling rocks on the mountain, or that they got lost and fell into the valley? Or, maybe they were
Killed by those rebels?"
If they are rebels, Lu Ronghui will feel more at ease. No matter what these rebels ask Liu Teng or what they want to make against Lu Ronghui, they will directly say that the other party is sowing discord and trying to disrupt things.
Chao Gang, then everything will be easier to handle.
Lu Ronghui has the means to deal with these problems.
"But we still have to look for it." Lu Ronghui finally stopped, looked at his men, and said, "Immediately send someone to wear the old clothes again, and tell the people over there that you must find Liu Teng no matter what.
I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses when I die!"
The men were in a dilemma. If they really fell off the cliff of the valley, how would they retrieve the body?
There is a whole stretch of ancient mountains and high ridges in the northeast of Peifeng. No one can do anything about it. What's more, now that there are mountains of Peifeng's corpses, who knows if Liu Teng will be inside.
It’s just Liu Teng who is dead...
But after thinking about it, his subordinates still obeyed the order: "Yes, sir, I will make arrangements right away."
After his men left, Ms. Liu stood up and prepared to leave.
Lu Ronghui stopped her: "Do you still remember what Miss Lin said last time?"
Mrs. Liu frowned and sat back: "What are you referring to?"
"She said that when Liu Teng goes to Peifeng, he will encounter heavy rain for dozens of days. She also said that there is a strong wind coming from the East China Sea, which no one can stop."
"Oh," Mrs. Liu responded and said, "Remember."
"She was really right," Lu Ronghui said. "It was more than a month before the heavy rain in Peifeng."
"So what?" Mrs. Liu looked displeased, "There are so many people in the world who know the fate of fortune."
"The medicine her master mentioned must be useful," Lu Ronghui murmured, "but Liu Teng's whereabouts are unknown, so I have to find another way to use Kang'er's medicine."
"Then you think of a way." Mrs. Liu said, "I'm feeling tired, so I'll go back and rest first."
He wasn't her son anyway. Mrs. Liu even felt that it would be a sin for Liu Teng to die just like that.
