Qingguan felt reassured when he saw that he was tall and strong, but as careful as hair.
She shook her head and said, "I won't bother my brother, I will settle this debt with him personally."
Although his tone was light, it was convincingly firm. Sheng Fang didn't know how to comfort her, so he just put his big hand on her hair and rubbed it gently.
For a moment, the brother and sister were speechless, and the surroundings fell silent.
When the wind blew, the begonia flower fell, landing just on the tip of Qingguan's nose. She suddenly woke up and called out "Silver Needle."
Yin Zhen, who had been standing by for a long time, hurriedly walked in and said, "Miss, the banknotes are all sewn into this cotton-padded jacket, totaling 50,000 taels."
"This is..." Sheng Fang took the cotton-padded jacket with a puzzled look on his face.
Qingguan said: "It's cold and bitter in the northwest. This brocade coat was made by Yueniang herself. My brother is wearing it closely. In critical moments, money can save your life."
Sheng Fang stared at her, his eyelids trembling slightly, and he couldn't bear to look away anymore.
At this moment, Qian Fu hurriedly walked over and said, "Miss, Master Shiba, A Li has brought someone with him and is waiting in the study."
Qingguan's face lit up and he said hurriedly: "Call Master quickly."
"Miss, the master has gone and is waiting for the young lady and the Eighteenth Master."
Sheng Fang asked without knowing what was going on: "Sister, who are you?"
Qingguan excitedly grabbed his hand and said, "Brother, he was the official from the Ministry of History who boarded the plane for hundreds of members of the Sheng family."
A Li stood at the door of the study room, craned his neck and looked out. After a while, he saw a middle-aged man wearing half-worn clothes hurried over.
After he stood still, he poked his head into the study.
"Who?" A Li shouted sharply.
Shi Minwei was startled and said hurriedly: "This... this little brother, I... I... belong to Miss Sixth."
I can't even explain in words when Miss Sixth had such a mediocre person around her. Disdain welled up in Ah Li's heart.
While they were talking, Qian Fu walked in with a lantern. Ah Li rushed to greet him, but saw Hu Yong following the sixth lady. He couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart.
Before he could think about it, Qingguan and his party were already in front of him. A Li glanced at Sheng Fang and said, "Miss Sixth, the prince ordered me to send someone here."
Qingguan smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Where is he?"
"It's in the study room. I just caught some cold on the way to Beijing, so I asked Miss Six to treat it."
"rest assured."
"After asking questions, send the person to Jingxi Pier, where a southbound ship is waiting."
Qingguan was slightly amazed at Zhao Jingyan's thoughtfulness in doing things. As soon as the person arrives, he has to be sent away. This speed is to cover up people's ears and prevent the person from leaking the news.
Seeing her clear expression, A Li said again: "Sixth Miss, the younger one should go first. The prince is still attending the banquet in the palace, and there is no one around. A Li can't delay."
"Ali, wait a moment."
Qing Guan raised his hand and took the porcelain bottle from Qian Fu's hand, "This is a hangover medicine. It's very useful. Bring it to your prince."
Ah Li was overjoyed. The prince must be happy with Miss Six's words. He hurriedly said, "Thank you Miss Six."
After that, he turned and left. When he stepped out of the yard, he couldn't help but look back and saw Miss Six entering the study.
To his surprise, right behind Miss Six were Hu Yong and the middle-aged man. Qian Fugong got dressed and waited for the two of them to go in before following them in.
The man waiting in the study was over sixty years old, with broad features and a sense of arrogance as a scholar.
When he saw Qingguan and others coming in, he coughed twice and looked a little unhappy.
Being forced to come all the way to Beijing, no one would be happy with his expression. Qingguan didn't wait for him to step forward, but already stepped forward to say a long blessing.
"Mr. Lao, please wait. What do you call me sir?"
"My surname is Zhang, and my last name only has the character Jian. Are you looking for me?"
Qingguan smiled apologetically, "It's exactly what I'm looking for you. Sir, please sit down."
Zhang Jian sat down and sneered: "If you want me to speak, I have to prepare enough money. If you don't have money, don't expect to hear a word from my mouth."
Sheng Fang frowned, and a cold aura came out of his body.
Qingguan glanced at him lightly and winked at Qian Fu. Qian Fu took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve, totaling five thousand taels, and presented them to Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian was not polite and counted them one by one in front of Qingwan, completely ignoring the strange looks from others.
When Sheng Fang saw him acting like this, the momentum he had just suppressed gradually surged back.
Qian Fu's eyes widened with anger. A man who was studying in a dignified manner could do such a thing. It was really...
Qingguan picked up the tea cup calmly, as if he had disappeared.
Zhang Jian finished ordering, stuffed it into his arms, and said rudely: "What do you want to ask?"
Qingguan smiled and said, "I wonder if Sir still remembers the registration of the Sheng Mansion."
Zhang Jian had heard about it on the way here, and immediately said: "Remember, I wrote all the people in the Sheng Mansion and recorded them one by one in the book."
"Fu Bo."
Qian Fu stepped forward, presented the Sheng family brochure in his hand, turned to one of the pages, pointed to the name on it, and said, "Old sir, who is this Lao Yutou?"
"Old man?" Zhang Jian frowned, stroking his beard in deep thought, and murmured to himself.
Qingguan and the others looked at him without blinking, not daring to make a sound.
After about half a cup of tea, Zhang Jian's cloudy eyes started to shine. He slapped the table and said, "I remember. This Old Yutou is two people. Old Yutou is one person, and Zi is his son. "
Sure enough, Shi Min's threat made her fall into the trap. Qingguan felt her eyes darken and asked hurriedly: "Since there are two of us, why don't we board the plane and register?"
Zhang Jian rolled his eyes at her and said: "What do you know about this girl in the boudoir? Hu people are inferior and inferior people. It is impossible to be a maid or a slave... let alone write them into the household registration. The Ministry of Household Affairs never allows Hu people to register. Yes, this is a rule passed down from our ancestors.”
"Hu people?" Qingguan called unconsciously.
Sheng Fang and Qian Fu looked at each other in disbelief. There was a foreigner in the Sheng family. How could this be possible
Shi Minwei, who was sitting alone, shook his head and whispered: "No wonder... No wonder, he is a barbarian... It makes sense... This makes sense."
Seeing that Shi Min's words were incoherent, Qingguan said, "Mr. Zhang, do you still remember this person's name?"
Zhang Jian concentrated on thinking and said: "If I remember correctly, this person's surname is Tie and his first name is Zhan. I even joked at the time that I, Zhang, have been serving in the Jixun Division for many years, and this was the first time I heard such an interesting name."
Qingguan asked again: "Old sir, what does this person look like?"
"It's hard to tell what they look like. They are no different from Han Chinese. They have one nose and two eyes."
"Old sir, if you think about it carefully, is there anything different from a grown-up person?"
Zhang Jian stroked his beard and thought for a long time, then said: "This person has dark skin, tall stature, and sunken eyes. It has been so long ago that I have seen countless people, so it is a bit blurry."
Shi Minwei, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly interjected: "Miss, Minwei knows a lot about painting, can you let the old man think about it more carefully, and I will put the people on the painting."
good idea. Qingguan almost blurted out.
Qian Fu didn't wait for the lady's instructions, but he had already walked to the desk and prepared pens, ink, pens and inkstones.
"This... I'm afraid I can't remember it." Zhang Jian declined.
Qing Guan smiled faintly, "Although the old gentleman has met countless people, such a special-looking person will definitely leave a deep impression on the old gentleman. If the old gentleman can recall it, I would like to add another two thousand taels, as the old gentleman The cost of getting home.”
Just recalling the appearance of that person, he lost two thousand taels. Zhang Jian's heart was pounding, and he closed his eyes and recalled carefully. Shi Minwei had already set up his formation, just waiting for him to speak.
Half an hour later, a handsome young man with a high nose and deep eyes suddenly appeared on the paper. On the young man's left eyebrow, there was a mole as big as a black bean.
"I see..." Qingguan covered her lips and swallowed all the words.
Others didn't understand it clearly, but Sheng Fang and Qian Fu knew it very clearly. Sheng Fang took a sword step forward and held her shaking hand, concealing it: "I don't think there is much difference between them and Han people."
"You're in the same place as me."
Qingguan secretly hated himself for being careless and almost revealing his secret, and said hurriedly: "Uncle Fu, send Mr. Zhang to the West Jing Pier. On the way, he will diagnose the old man's pulse and order Qingfengtang to prescribe medication for a month."
"Yes, miss."
"Old sir, I'm sorry that I have something to do and I can't send you far away. You have a safe journey." Qingguan was deeply blessed.
"I ask the old gentleman to keep his mouth shut about today's matters."
Zhang Jian glanced hard at her, moved his lips, but said nothing. He laughed, covering up all the glint in his eyes.
He is already past the age of sixty and is about to die. There are still things that he has never seen or heard of. As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.
From the fact that these people traveled thousands of miles to find him, he knew that this trip to the capital was probably going to be serious. As expected, this woman was asking about the affairs of General Sheng's Mansion back then.
General Sheng's Mansion... Haha, Zhang Jian smiled bitterly. If he wanted to live longer, he would have to keep his mouth shut and take this matter into the coffin.
"I regret it forever and say goodbye!"
When Zhang Jian left the house, Shi Minwei threw away his brush and walked up to Qingguan. He said seriously: "Congratulations, Miss. The Skynet is so vast that no leaks are missed. If we can find this person, we can solve the mystery behind this tragedy in one fell swoop." That black hand."
Qingguan suppressed his emotions and said: "Looking for one person in the vast sea of people is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Master, do you have any good ideas?"
Shi Minwei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "There is only one word for searching." Sheng Fang saw the sad expressions on the two people's faces, and said with a twitch of his eyebrows: "It is not difficult. First of all, he is a Hu, and most of the Hu people live in the northwest, south of the Yangtze River Then there is no need to look for it. Besides, six years later, he should be around 20 years old. If you look at the mole on his left eyebrow, it is as big as a bean. It is so obvious.
Anyone who has seen it will always remember it deeply, but it just takes some effort. "
Qingguan's expression was stern, and hope arose in her heart, saying, "Brother is absolutely right."
Sheng Fang nodded and said: "Master, could you please draw another one? I will take it to the army. The army is closest to the place where the barbarians live. If I have time, I can also inquire about it in detail."
Shi Minwei was overjoyed and said: "Eighteenth Master is as careful as his hair, I will paint it right now."
The brother and sister looked at each other and took the opportunity to go to the yard. Standing still, Qingguan whispered: "I have seen him before. He was a roughneck in my grandfather's yard. He was responsible for watching the stove boil water."