Mu Xiyao was sitting and talking to Mo Lan when she saw a woman described as embarrassed neatly kneeling in front of her, kowtow violently, and kept begging.
"Please save me, Miss. There are thieves trying to rob the girl in broad daylight, but the officials turned a blind eye and drove me out of the yamen. Please give me some protection." The woman kept kowtowing, her forehead was already red.
This woman is very humane. He directly abandoned Zong Zhenglin who was the leader, and chose Mu Xiyao who accompanied him. When you see her as a woman, most women tend to soften their hearts. The second is to avoid misunderstandings and arouse Mu Xiyao's disgust.
Mu Xiyao lowered her head and thought for a while, then she understood the woman's intention. Seeing that Zong Zhenglin was only drinking tea by himself, he asked Huilan to help him up and backed away. He was fanning himself, waiting for the chasing soldiers from behind to arrive.
In just a moment, I saw two men coming with seven or eight entourages, and a group of people entered the door in a loud voice. The younger son had a square face, but his expression was gloomy. The middle-aged man half a step behind had a greasy face. The group of people in the back are even more fierce-looking, and at first glance they are like thugs.
"Run, little bitch, let's see where you can go! It's a blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes for something ignorant to be favored by nobles in Beijing. Come with us now, or your brother in the academy, If you are short of arms and legs, don't cry when you have nowhere to cry!" The middle-aged man shouted like no one else was around, and turned his head to warn Mu Xiyao and his party viciously, "It's better for this little lady not to meddle in her own business, lest she Causing trouble." He could see that Zong Zhenglin, who was sitting, was not easy to mess with, so he turned around and pointed at Mu Xiyao, indirectly expressing his attitude.
"Oh?" Mu Xiyao raised her brows, "There are only so many people in Shengjing City that Miss Nakamoto can't mess with, how old are you?" She was extremely arrogant, playing with the ink ball fan, without giving a single corner of her eye.
"Isn't that saying that everything was done properly on the way? Where did these little eyesights come from?" Mu Xiyao turned her wrists and stretched out her hand to take a closer look at the recently painted armor. Her tone was full of disgust and disapproval. Patience, revealing a strong contempt.
"Miss, the slaves will tell people to shoot them out." Mo Lan was very clever, she acted according to Mu Xiyao's intentions, and she was also fearless. The arrogance with long eyes on the top of her head was exactly the same as Mu Xiyao.
"Several little girls, I don't know how high the sky is, do you know who I am? In Lincheng, there is no room for ignorant women to be exiled." The young master stared gloomily at Mu Xiyao.
In an instant, there was a loud bang, and everyone in the inn was startled.
Mu Xiyao was doing a full set of dramas and was bullied by the young master. She ignored it, sat there, grabbed the cold water bottle, and smashed her head over her face without changing her face. His expression was cold, his voice was soft, and the fan in his hand never stopped, but his words were extremely harsh.
"Hit me hard! If I lose face today, what face will my Zhou family have to do for His Highness? My sister is still laughed at in His Highness's backyard?"
Wei Zhen got Zong Zhenglin's hint, and stood up with all the guards who were "banging", and drew his sword to prepare for a big fight.
"Wait a minute, misunderstanding and misunderstanding!" The middle-aged man thought that all of these people were unstoppable, and if they didn't agree with each other, they drew their swords to face each other, and they were more fearless than the local snakes on his side.
He quickly shouted, "Miss, you have something to say." He pulled the young master again, and quickly said, "My young master is doing errands for Lord Yang, the prefect of Lincheng, and he also got the will of the nobles in Beijing. Maybe the nobles will still There is a bit of affection with Your Highness in the mouth of the young lady." There was a hint of it.
The middle-aged man saw Mu Xiyao as a woman, but he was full of momentum. The guards behind him were all picky and arrogant, as if he had a guard of honor. Afraid of provoking someone who should not be provoked, and hearing the word "His Royal Highness" in her words, she did not dare to act rashly.
Was it actually involving a certain His Royal Highness or his servants? Mu Xiyao glanced at Zong Zhenglin, saw that the fellow was still drinking tea steadily, and ignored him. Let you continue to pretend, facial paralysis.
Mu Xiyao accepted her arrogance, but she didn't soften her words, "Don't think about being close, you won't be able to take this woman with you today. If you want someone, go, bring that noble handwriting, and let that Mr. Yang come to the door in person. ."
After that, I picked up the teacup, twisted up the lid, and swiped it. "Why, do you want Miss Ben to send you?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly put on a smile, "Miss, I've offended you today, don't take it to heart. I'll say goodbye now, I'll say goodbye." Glancing at the woman. People can't be caught temporarily, and they can only retreat with a disgraced face.
After getting in the way, Mu Xiyao waited for the food to come, and rudely ate it on her own. Fortunately, she remembered to give Zong Zhenglin two chopsticks from time to time. Zong Zhenglin was very particular about etiquette when eating, except for peeling the shrimp for Mu Xiyao, this act of blinding people's eyes.
After the meal, Mu Xiyao and his party entered the guest room on the second floor. The woman was led by Mo Lan at a loss, and stood cautiously in the room.
"Are you involved with the elites in Beijing?" Mu Xiyao returned to her usual laziness, her voice soft and soft, without the slightest bit of dominance.
"In reply to Miss, the people's daughter grew up in Lincheng since she was a child, and her family was just an ordinary family, and she never saw an adult. And she wouldn't have anything to do with the powerful and powerful in Beijing." Although the woman was frightened, she also answered. In order.
"There are so many women in Lincheng, why do you arrest you only?"
"The woman secretly captured by the Yang family is not the Minnv alone. There have been rumors before that the disappearance of the woman in the city was secretly done by the Yang family, but there is no evidence, and no one dares to stand up and confront him in Lincheng. The Minnv saw the opportunity early. I got away by luck. I didn't want to go to the government office, but I was kicked out, and then they were discovered by the two people, and they chased here." There were faint tears in his eyes.
Mu Xiyao frowned, "More than one person?" It wasn't a momentary surprise.
"Those women who disappeared, did someone appear later or have news afterward?"
"No. There was no news about those women after that, and even the family members who reported the case were silent or gradually disappeared." The woman seemed to think of something terrible, and her body trembled.
After hearing this, Mu Xiyao felt that she couldn't control this, so she stared at His Highness Sixth Highness with deep curiosity and excitement in her eyes. I thought that I would encounter "sell my father and bury my father" on the road, but I didn't expect it to be "robbery of a civilian girl". The law of crossing is really stubborn.
Zong Zhenglin has been standing by, and now he can only sigh that thanks to Yu's good upbringing, otherwise, according to her temper, I don't know what she will look like.
This little woman is also lying to the dead and not paying for her life, and she just set the other party's words with a few nonsense nonsense. Thanks to her being able to act, she is full of shrew. Zong Zhenglin thought it was very funny when he thought about the funny look of a rabbit pretending to be a tiger.
Zong Zhenglin asked people to take the woman down, and ordered Yan Chengzhou to say a few words, and then dismissed the crowd.
"Why, your sister is the favorite concubine of which brother in this hall?" Zong Zhenglin teased deliberately.
Mu Xiyao raised her little head and hugged Zong Zhenglin's arm with a smile, "What's so rare about that? My concubine is the apex of the Sixth Highness of the capital, isn't it even more proud?" There was undisguised pride on her little face. And Zhang Yang, the whole face brightened a bit.
Zong Zhenglin smiled slightly and squeezed the palm of her hand, feeling very useful.
Mu Xiyao glanced out of the corner of the eye, huh, sister knows, you are so boring!
On the other side, the middle-aged man was reporting to Lord Yang the sudden appearance of Mu Xiyao and his party. The adult thought for a while and determined that there was no prince in Beijing who had a concubine surnamed Zhou or a side room. If it was a concubine and a concubine, it would be nothing to worry about. Moreover, the Shengjing family had a lot of wealthy families, and there was no Zhou family in the list, so they believed that Mu Xiyao was bluffing and arbitrarily raised the banner of Fang Daqi to save people.
"That woman is just cheating you. There is no Zhou family in the capital. Keep an eye on them, and don't reveal the news. When necessary..." Mr. Yang was still in high spirits at this time, but he didn't know that Lin Cheng was hiding in the dark. The Yuelai Pavilion of the Sixth Highness was dug out bit by bit. There is no need for him to take the lead, someone will come to the door and invite him to drink tea in Beijing.
Zong Zhenglin stayed in Lincheng for another day, looking at the secret report in his hand, his phoenix eyes shone brightly. The fifth Yichao played the chess book in a leisurely manner next to him, but he praised with great interest, "I don't want this concubine of His Highness, she really hit the wrong way and caught a big fish."
When Zong Zhenglin heard the word "fishing" inadvertently in the fifth Yichao, he remembered a certain woman's cheating in another courtyard, and smiled slightly in his eyes.