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Murong Yufeng said quickly: "Her surname is Zhao Ling'er. She is a woman from a wealthy family. She was only eighteen years old seventeen years ago."
As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
"Excuse me, have you ever heard of it?"
"This..." The expressions of everyone present became strange, and the looks they looked at Xiao Yueye and the two of them were also quite strange.
Seeing how they were hesitating, Xiao Yueye's thoughts changed and she immediately knew that there was a frown! These people all know who Zhao Linger is! It seems that God is really blessing this time!
However, looking at their appearance, Xiao Yueye also felt that there seemed to be some problems that they didn't know about. The eyes and faces of these people were not only strange, but also contained a mixture of fear and sigh.
Xiao Yueye guessed it, and Murong Yufeng naturally guessed it too. She hurriedly asked: "Do you know? Please tell me, please?"
These people looked at each other with confused expressions and hesitated, but no one spoke.
Xiao Yueye grabbed the excited Murong Yufeng, rolled her eyes, and sighed: "It seems you don't know, hey, we have to go elsewhere."
He reached for the banknote on the table very slowly, and then used the tortoise to take the banknote back. His movements were more than three times slower than his normal movements. And everyone's eyes also followed his hands, and everyone's eyes were shining, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Xiao Yueye had a disappointed expression on her face, but she was actually keeping an eye on everyone's reactions from the corner of her eyes.
Finally, a bearded man couldn't bear it any longer and yelled, "Master, wait a minute, I know."
As soon as he yelled out, the old man yelled as if he had seen a ghost: "Lu Shan, do you want to die? Even if you have a lot of money, you have to live to take it?"
Xiao Yueye frowned. There seemed to be some kind of secret here? Why would this old man say that he was destined to take it
The big man named Lu Shan seemed to have seen each other, and he had the aura to look forward to death. He slammed the table and said: "I am a hunter, am I still afraid of that thing? Besides, it has been more than ten years, and that thing has been around for a long time." Just die. I’m not afraid!”
The old man stopped talking. After listening to Lu Shan's words, the others' eyes also moved, and finally Liuliu made up his mind. After all, fifty taels was enough for them to spend several years!
There were one or two old men who seemed a little worried. They whispered a few words, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something. They looked at Xiao Yueye and the two in horror, and showed doubts. One of them thought for a while and said to Xiao Yueye: "I want to know, who are you? Why are you looking for her?"
As soon as he finished asking, he immediately shrank into the crowd. Others looked at the expressions of these two people and asked questions, and made the same expressions and actions. That was Lu Shan, with a hesitant and uncertain look on his face, gritting his teeth.
Although Xiao Yueye was confused by these ambiguous words, he thought about it and combined the words from these people to come to a conclusion that made him laugh:
These people seemed to suspect that the two of them were mountain spirits and ghosts
But then again, when they say this, is there a strange legend about Zhao Ling'er back then
This doubt suddenly appeared in Xiao Yueye's mind. He glanced at Murong Yufeng, who also happened to look over. Apparently he also guessed this
However, the most important thing at the moment is to dispel these people's doubts.
Murong Yufeng stood up, with lingering sadness in her eyes, as if she was reminiscing about something, and finally she let out a vague sigh, which immediately broke most people's wariness.
She opened the sandalwood softly and said in a dreamy, ethereal voice: "Back then, my mother was greatly favored by Zhao, Aunt Zhao. Later, my mother married into the Murong Dynasty and never had the chance to repay the favor. She was dying. I have never forgotten this matter, so my husband and I traveled thousands of miles to find her from the Murong Dynasty, just to find her traces and fulfill my late mother's last wish."
"That's it!" These people looked like they suddenly realized it, as if they had found an excuse for themselves, and put down all the doubts in their hearts.
At this moment, Xiao Yueye looked at the banknotes on the table with her index finger, looked at Lu Shan, looked at him with a very sincere look and asked: "Brother, where is that Zhao Ling'er?"
Lu Shan showed an expression of reminiscence, and after a long time he sighed: "Hey, Miss Zhao is no longer here."
"No more?" Xiao Yueye asked in surprise. Of course he knew they were gone, but what he really wanted to know was Zhao Ling'er's parents.
Xiao Yueye asked tentatively: "Brother, I heard that you were hesitant to speak just now. Is there anything unusual that Zhao Ling'er has done?"
Lu Shan was shaken, with a look of pity and fear in his eyes.
At this time, the old voice of an old man next to him sounded: "Hey, Lu Shan, let me do the talking."
The old man walked forward tremblingly, and Xiao Yueye hurriedly helped him sit down. The old man turned completely white. He sighed heavily, glanced at Murong Yufeng and said: "What you are talking about is the style of Miss Zhao. She was a kind-hearted person known to our whole town, and she was willing to do charity. She is also willing to help others. Most of our entire town has benefited from her.”
It turns out that back then, Zhao Ling'er was a famous daughter-in-law in this five-mile radius. She has a natural beauty, but also has a gentle, kind, virtuous and generous personality. Her ancestors were from a declining scholarly family. Even so, the Zhao family is also a wealthy family in this town. This is the only daughter of the Zhao family. She really taught her carefully, and the resulting Zhao Ling'er is naturally a graceful lady.
But it happened that this girl who was being asked to marry suddenly disappeared. Later, someone in the Zhao family heard the cry of a fox. The old people said that this young lady from the Zhao family was jealous and was captured by the fox demon. .
Pity the two old people of the Zhao family. Their only daughter disappeared for no reason. Apart from being sad, they almost stayed behind closed doors in the town. Now, the doors are deserted!
Speaking of this, the old man also sighed: "This young lady from the Zhao family is also jealous of beauty! A few days after she was captured by the fox demon, a senior official from the capital came and said that the prince wanted to marry her. What a pity. Ah, what a pity!"
Speaking of this, Xiao Yueye finally understood. Zhao Ling'er was assassinated and escaped with his life. But for some reason, no one in the whole town knew. Instead, rumors of ghosts and monsters were spread later based on random speculation.
No wonder everyone present was shocked when Zhao Ling'er's name was mentioned just now.
Xiao Yueye glanced at Murong Yufeng, whose face was filled with sadness. He winked and continued to ask: "Then where is the Zhao family? Is there anyone else?"
"Oh, the two old people of the Zhao family are still alive, but I heard that they are not in good health. It's no wonder, such a good daughter, oh, she has committed an evil act!"
Everything that needs to be known is known, and for the rest, one cannot find out the reason from these people. Xiao Yueye pushed the banknote forward happily, asked clearly where the Zhao family was, took Murong Yufeng and prepared to leave.
That Lu Shan asked hurriedly: "What should we do with the extra fifty taels?"
"Five taels for tea money, and for the rest, five taels per person." The voice came from afar, and Xiao Yueye and the others were anxious and had already started practicing Qinggong.
Although they heard these people talking about the Zhao family's depression, when Xiao Yueye and his wife actually saw it, they still sighed heavily.
This Zhao family looks like an old man in his twilight years, with dilapidated walls and many broken tiles. The two doors were even more tightly closed, and the paint on them was peeling off. Although the New Year is celebrated, there is no sense of celebration at all.
When Murong Yufeng thought about the life her grandparents lived, she couldn't help but feel sad and sad. Xiao Yueye hurriedly hugged her and comforted her.
Fortunately, Murong Yufeng was not such a little girl, and she regained her composure after a while. She smiled at Xiao Yueye, took a deep breath, walked forward slowly, and knocked on the door.
Murong Yufeng felt that she had never been so nervous in her life. On such a cold day, her palms were actually sweating. Xiao Yueye knew that she was feeling like a wanderer now.
I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Yueye knocked on the door a few more times before hearing the sound of someone coming.
The door creaked open. A middle-aged woman opened the door and looked at the two of them suspiciously and warily: "Who are you looking for?"
Xiao Yueye raised her hands and asked, "Excuse me, is this Zhao Ling'er's home?"
When the middle-aged woman heard Zhao Ling'er's name, she immediately opened her eyes wide and stared at Xiao Yueye: "Who are you? How do you know my lady's name?"
At this moment, she turned her eyes to Murong Yufeng aside, and suddenly she was stunned. The expressions on her face ranged from disbelief to ecstasy, and were very rich. In the end, she covered her mouth and cried, staring straight at Murong Yufeng. .
With a thought in her mind, Xiao Yueye waved her hand and removed the veil from Murong Yufeng's face. I heard the middle-aged woman exclaim: "Miss?"
Earlier, Xiao Yueye heard her nanny say that Murong Yufeng and Zhao Ling'er looked almost exactly the same.
The middle-aged woman came over excitedly and held Murong Yufeng's hand, tears streaming down her face.
"Miss, Miss, is it really you? Tweety knows, Tweety knows, you were not captured by some fox demon. Miss, miss, you are finally back, we miss you so much!"
Murong Yufeng was moved by her true feelings and was speechless for a moment. She had no choice but to look at Xiao Yueye as if asking for help. The latter smiled faintly but told her not to speak.
This middle-aged woman kept dragging Murong Yufeng, as if she was afraid that she would disappear. She wiped her tears, pulled Murong Yufeng inside, and shouted loudly inside: "Master, madam, the lady is back! The lady is back!"
Xiao Yueye followed behind. He could sense the excitement in the heart of this woman named Cui'er and was moved by her true feelings. He lightly scanned the house. Although it was small, it was not as shabby as he remembered, it was just a little old.
There are not many servants in the Zhao family. From what the old man said, it seems that there are only five servants in total, one is the dowry maid who serves the old lady, and the other is Cui'er, the maid of the young lady of the Zhao family. Another one is the husband of the old lady's maid, who is also the housekeeper of the Zhao family, and the last one is an old couple in the kitchen.
Upon hearing Twee'er's shout, especially the content inside, everyone was so shocked that they ran over. When they saw Murong Yufeng's face, everyone showed the same expression as Twee'er.
Finally, the two elderly people of the Zhao family, Mr. Zhao and his wife, stood in front of the house and looked at Murong Yufeng in surprise. Mr. Zhao has great eyesight. Although he was surprised, he quickly saw that this was not his daughter.
However, Mrs. Zhao broke away from the maid next to her, ran over in a dazed manner, and hugged Murong Yufeng with tears on her face: "Ling'er, mother's Ling'er, mother knows that you are not dead!"
Mr. Zhao sighed heavily. When he saw Xiao Yueye, his eyes lit up, and he obviously realized that Xiao Yueye was not an ordinary person. He waved his hand to the woman next to him, motioning for her to pull his wife aside.
"This little brother, and this girl, please come and sit inside."
He glanced at Murong Yufeng, his eyes brightened, then dimmed again, his body stooped, and he turned around and walked into the room.
The room was clean. Mr. Zhao was sitting at the table. His wife was shouting non-stop, trying to get away from the maid beside her. She looked straight at Murong Yufeng and kept shouting: " Ling'er, my Ling'er."
Xiao Yueye and Murong Yufeng did not sit down, especially the latter, who looked at Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao with tears in their eyes. Her appearance made Mr. Zhao tremble in his heart, as if his daughter had appeared in front of him again. At this moment, he was reading poetry and books, and he couldn't help but wonder, could the person in front of him really be his daughter
At this time, other people also realized that although they were exactly the same, more than ten years had passed. It was impossible for the young lady to be so young
Seeing the two of them looking at Mrs. Zhao, the old man sighed: "I made you laugh. Zhuo Jing has been delirious since the death of his daughter. He is usually fine, but when he saw the girl today, he... . Hey, the girl does look a lot like my deceased daughter.”
Having said this, the old man's body became even more stooped, and his eyes showed infinite sadness.
But he was the head of the family after all, so he recovered quickly, raised his hands to Xiao Yueye and said, "I'm Zhao Jichang, who are you two?"
Xiao Yueye glanced at Murong Yufeng and said loudly: "Xiao Yueye, this is Zhuojing, Murong Yufeng."
Mr. Zhao looked at Murong Yufeng, who couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.
She fell to her knees with a plop and said in a trembling voice: "Yu Feng, meet grandpa and grandma!"
"What?" Mr. Zhao suddenly stood up from his chair, and the people around him looked at her in shock.
"You, you." Mr. Zhao's voice trembled: "Are you Ling'er, Ling'er's daughter?" (Full novel website www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)