On the scroll, the young man has a delicate face and penetrating eyes, exactly what Xin You looks like after his disguise.
Xin You was surprised: "Where did Master Jijiu get the portrait?"
The surprise was both fake and real.
"It seems that Miss Kou has seen it before."
It was difficult for Xin You to deduce Meng Jijiu's true meaning from his face, so he only said: "I have indeed seen this portrait, but I don't know if it is Mr. Songling."
This answer was beyond Meng Jijiu's expectation: "How do you say this?"
"When the folk girl met Mr. Song Ling, Mr. Song Ling kept covering his face, so she didn't know what he looked like. Mr. He also asked me about such a portrait, so the person in the portrait should be Mr. Song Ling. "Yes." Xin You knew that words that were true and false would not be easily seen through.
Meng Jijiu seemed to believe him, and said with some regret: "It turns out that Miss Kou has never seen Mr. Songling's true appearance."
Seeing that the old Jijiu had a friendly attitude, Xinyou asked casually, "Master Jijiu, are you curious about what Mr. Songling looks like?"
Meng Jijiu stared at the portrait, his eyes darkening unconsciously, "I didn't expect Mr. Songling to be so young. He looks only sixteen or seventeen years old."
Xin You's heart moved.
Meng Jijiu seems to be very concerned about Mr. Songling's age——
This guess gave Xin You a bolder guess: Could Meng Jijiu suspect that Mr. Songling was his mother's son?
In this case, it's no wonder that Meng Jijiu came here to ask.
"Where did Lord Jijiu see the portrait? Could it be that the Jinlin Guards posted a list of people looking for him?" Xin You asked.
She just wanted that person to know that Mr. Song Ling was related to her mother, so that she would naturally send Mr. He to the south to investigate without everyone knowing. However, there are always many things in this world that are out of control. Now that they have happened, just think of countermeasures.
I don’t know whether it was because he had a good impression of Miss Kou or not, but Meng Jijiu didn’t give in at all: “A Jinlin Guard took out a portrait to compare with passers-by, and I happened to see it when I passed by. Later I heard that Jinlin Guard was looking for Mr. Songling, so I guessed The person in the portrait might be him, so I drew it."
Xin You was silent and sighed: "Master Jijiu is a master of painting, and the women of the country admire him."
"It's mainly because of my good eyesight." Meng Jijiu said with a smile, put away the scroll, took a step away with his hands behind his back and stopped, "Mr. Songling is amazingly talented and beautiful. I am so interested in Mr. Songling." There must be a lot of people, and Miss Kou may be troubled."
Xin You smiled helplessly: "If a common girl had known that such rumors would arise, Mr. Songling would not dare to cooperate with him no matter how talented and beautiful he is."
"Miss Kou has been busy with business in the bookstore, why don't you go back to Shaoqing's Mansion to rest for a while." Meng Jijiu advised tactfully, walked out of the bookstore and met He Qingxiao head-on.
"Meng Jijiu." He Qingxiao stopped and said hello politely.
Meng Jijiu's attitude was indifferent: "Master He, are you here to buy books?"
He Qingxiao glanced at Xin You and said, "I came to ask Miss Kou about something."
Meng Jijiu also glanced at Xinyou and walked away slowly.
The Imperial College was not far away. Meng Jijiu returned to his room, slowly unfolded the scroll and stared at it for a long time. He then took off the lampshade, lit a candle, and held the scroll to the flames.
The flames quickly swept through the paper, and the paper ash in the basin curled up and disintegrated.
Meng Fei walked in and sniffed: "Grandpa, what are you burning?"
He asked, looking down with a look of disbelief: "It's been so long since the Qingming Festival, and you're still burning paper for grandma!"
And it’s still burning in the house!
Meng Jijiu picked up the itch and hit it: "Keep talking nonsense, you bastard!"
Meng Fei dodged nimbly and asked curiously: "If you're not burning paper for grandma, what are you burning?"
Meng Jijiu put down the Tickler and said holding his breath, "Yes, I'm burning paper for your grandmother."
He often dismissed rumors, but this time he felt they were true.
When Mr. Songling said, "Eggs are delicious, there is no need to see the hens that lay them." It reminded him of Queen Xin. Even when people were doubtful about the rumor that Mr. Song Ling was Queen Xin's son, he could not help but guess that Mr. Song Ling was the son of Queen Xin.
Unfortunately, he looked left and right and couldn't see the similarity between Mr. Songling and the empress from the portrait, so he went to Miss Kou to confirm.
Unfortunately, he looked left and right and couldn't see the similarity between Mr. Songling and the empress from the portrait, so he went to Miss Kou to confirm.
Did he guess wrong? Or...is the appearance of the legitimate prince following the long-dead ancestor?
After all, Dezu was gone when he was young today, and they have never seen him.
Meng Jijiu thought about this with mixed emotions.
Fortunately, there is finally news about the Queen, and there is probably a legitimate prince. What is worrying is that the mere speculation that Mr. Songling is Queen Xin's man may make some people restless.
"Then you hit me just now." Meng Fei glanced at the basin and became a little suspicious.
Meng Jijiu's face was straight: "Have you finished memorizing the collection of poems I gave you the day before yesterday?"
Meng Fei slapped his forehead: "Suddenly I remembered something, Grandpa, I'm leaving first!"
Meng Jijiu cursed and waited for Meng Fei to run out, then sighed softly.
At Qingsong Bookstore, under the pursuit of shopkeeper Hu, Xin You invited He Qingxiao into the reception room.
After sitting down, He Qingxiao asked: "Why does shopkeeper Hu keep looking at me? Do you have something to say?"
"Shopkeeper Hu is worried about the rumors."
He Qingxiao was silent for a moment: "Sorry, I can't find the source of the rumor at the moment."
Xin You was very tolerant: "Master He, you don't have to be like this. The wind starts at the end of Qingping, and it spreads from ten to ten, and it can't be found anywhere. Maybe it was that time I was taken to Jinlin Guard, and someone with a heart saw it. Speculations arose."
All the officials were thinking about Gu Changbo's real crime, and some unusual commotion was easily noticed.
"Master He, is there any news from the north?" Xin You asked what he was most concerned about.
"Yes." He Qingxiao lowered his voice and talked about the contents of the secret report.
Xin You listened quietly, her anger uncontrollable.
Sure enough, when you hear something is bad, the reality is often even worse.
King Qing, Pei Zuo, the Minister of Household Affairs, and Wu Yanting, the commander of the Beijing camp, these three people were ordered to provide disaster relief. They were supposed to save the people from the fire and water, but instead they became the fire and water for the people.
"Now we need Miss Zhu to step forward."
Xin You's face straightened: "Master He, please elaborate."
"There is a Censor He who is upright..."
Xin You listened carefully and talked about his future plans: "I have decided to go back to Shaoqing's Mansion to live for a while. If Mr. He has something to do in the future, if it is urgent, please send a letter directly to Shaoqing's Mansion. If it is not urgent, please contact Liu Zhou to send a message."
He Qingxiao nodded in agreement: "Miss Kou may as well go back to Shaoqing's residence first."
Anyone can come to Qingsong Bookstore, and high-status people have to deal with Miss Kou here. But it is different when they return to Shaoqing's house. Who would go to someone's house to find a boudoir girl unless it is extremely special.
"It was Meng Jijiu who reminded me."
He Qingxiao couldn't help but curl her lips when she thought of the old man who had just treated him coldly and indifferently.
Apart from him, I hope more people will have good intentions towards Miss Kou.
After that, He Qingxiao returned to the Yamen, while Xin You went to see Miss Zhu.
Emperor Xingyuan was the founding emperor, but he would posthumously title his father, so it is mentioned here that he would be called Dezu.
(End of chapter)
