Chapter 500: Ancestral Training
So, the boss went to Luo’s direct descendants and investigated them one by one.
But still found nothing.
Not to mention the boss was even more confused, even he was confused.
Miss Thirteen never speaks nonsense, and she always says what she says. In front of her boss, she spits and nails every time, and she is even less likely to deceive her boss.
Therefore, when Miss Thirteen talks about the Luoshui Divine Needle like that, she can tell a lot of details that even the Luo clan members don't know, so it is definitely not a casual nonsense.
Since it is true, it is certain that Miss Thirteen has a personal relationship with someone from the Luo family in Jinling.
Well, why can’t we find out who it is?
Jin Baixi really couldn't figure it out. With the reputation and ability of Qilang Cui of Qinghe, it was impossible that he could not find any clues for so many years.
Unless it doesn't exist at all.
But, this is even more impossible.
Based on their understanding of Miss Thirteen, neither he nor his boss thought it was possible.
He sighed.
Spears and shields are produced at the same time, which is really frustrating.
I want to come to my boss this time because I want to take advantage of Luo Gui's arrival in Beijing and start with Luo Gui to see if I can figure out the reason.
Hu Qiao is such a stupid person that he can't even figure this out.
While Jin Baixi silently buried Hu Qiao in his heart, Hu Yan also returned to the small courtyard behind Quexian Tower.
"My subordinates discovered that since Mr. Meng's people helped Miss Meng investigate the collapse of Dengshan Mountain, there is nothing I can do to help." Hu Yan said, feeling a little ashamed. There was a bit of surprise in the middle.
Before Cui Yu spoke, Hu Qiao spoke first: "Then you came back like this? No news?"
Hu Yan said confidently: "Master Meng came to help. Miss Meng, this is the news!”
Hu Qiao looked at Hu Yan speechlessly.
Hu Yan refused to admit defeat and glared at each other.
More than a dozen breaths later, Cui Yu, who had been silent after hearing this, also spoke: "Okay, since Mr. Meng has taken action, just rest."
It turns out that he Asking Hu Yan to follow Miss Meng's people to help out a little is also to let Hu Yan pay attention to Miss Meng's movements, so that he can get feedback every time.
He was also interested in knowing what Miss Meng had done after getting involved in this muddy water.
Over the years, apart from Thirteen, this year there was such a eldest lady of the Meng family who could make his mood fluctuate.
I also paid more attention to it.
Since Mr. Meng has taken action, it is not appropriate for his people to follow him, lest Mr. Meng’s people find out and report to Miss Meng. By then, he is afraid that his intention to help may end up being the opposite. Something bad happened.
His impression of Miss Meng was already extremely bad, but it couldn't get any worse.
If not, it would be extremely difficult for him to dig out information about Thirteen from Miss Meng.
"That's right!" Hu Yan suddenly remembered something, "Master Qi, I saw that Miss Meng sent someone to send a letter to Jinling two days ago!"
Cui Yu stood up suddenly. , asked in a deep voice: "Why didn't you report this before?"
Hu Qiao was shocked: Hu Yan is dead!
Hu Yan was even more straightforward and knelt down with a bang: "My subordinates were negligent! Please punish Master Qi!"
He lay on the ground with his forehead pressed against the folded On the back of the hand on the ground, the voice trembled slightly and the face turned pale.
Cui Yu's eyes were quenched with a thin layer of ice, and he looked directly at the kneeling lake rock, which made the lake rock freeze inch by inch.
“Go and receive the punishment yourself!”
“No!” Hu Yan asked Nie Bin to receive thirty strokes of the butt cane.
There was no need to follow Baozhu to help investigate the collapse of Dengshan Mountain. In the following days, he lay on the bed recovering from his injuries.
Meng Shisan went out today because he really wanted to buy a decent return gift for Li Zhaoqin.
However, after visiting several gold and jade stores, she could not see any fashionable jewelry that made her want to buy it.
After walking out of the fourth Jinyu store, she looked at the Quexian Tower not far away.
"Miss, would you like to go to Quexian Tower for a cup of tea and take a break? After you have a rest, you can continue to choose a return gift for the princess?" Baozhu focused all his attention on Meng Shisan. Seeing Meng Shisan looking towards the gate of Quexian Tower over there, she immediately asked.
Meng Shisan shook his head, looked away, raised his head again, built a tent, and looked at the brilliant Golden Crow with half-squinted eyes.
She couldn't look at it for long before she felt that her eyes were filled with shining stars.
Lowering her head, she thought about where to go next.
She didn’t want to see Cui Yu’s face for the time being, but Bao Zhu was right. She came out early in the morning and wandered around this corner. She really needed to find a place to rest, eat and drink. Things are good.
Seeing that there was a noodle shop among the few shops in the opposite direction from Quexian Tower, opposite the Jinyu Shop that we just came out of, Meng Shisan pointed at it and said: "Go there."
Baozhu looked along and said: "Oh."
Neither the master nor the servant have ever visited this noodle shop.
My visit today soon gave Meng Shisan a new understanding of pasta. She asked the store owner who was busy in and out: "Boss, your soup noodles are very delicious. I think other noodles are not bad either." "The business is so good, why not expand the store?"
There are more than a dozen tables in a store with two rooms, and they are all full at the moment.
It was just a coincidence that their master and servant came in. As soon as they came in, a table finished eating and left. When the waiter came to clear it up, they sat down.
Several groups of guests who came in after them came into the store and saw that there were no seats and that no one was nearly finished at every table, so they all walked out quickly.
I made a little money for nothing.
The store owner was not surprised at all when he heard Meng Shisan’s question. Apparently guests would often ask him this question. He smiled and politely replied: “Our ancestors have taught us that Lu’s pasta only Set up thirteen tables. Thirteen tables, enough space.”
Simple, precise.
The answer is unexpected.
After the store owner answered the question, he continued busy.
Baozhu counted the tables in the store: "Miss, there are really thirteen tables."
Meng Shisan was a little lost.
Last name is Lu?
Return to the teachings of our ancestors?
She seemed to have some impression, but she couldn't remember the details.
It must be that the store owner's ancestors had an encounter with her.
It’s just that she couldn’t remember which old friend it was.
She has lived for too long, and has entered the world many times. Every time, she will inevitably meet new people, and occasionally encounter one or two monsters. For example, when she passively entered the world this time, she met a water snake, silver fox.
She knew a lot of people. Although she had a good memory, some less important people could not help but gradually become blurred in her memory.
After eating and drinking, Meng Shisan did not leave immediately. She looked at Lu's pasta inside and out, even the small kitchen at the back.
Baozhu followed the whole process with a confused look on his face.
The store owner also looked at Meng Shisan in confusion while busy.
The only waiter in the store quietly asked the store owner: "Uncle, do you know such a noble person?"