Judging from Mr. Murong's appearance, he does not look like someone from the officialdom. What it does specifically, I really didn't see for a while.
"I have long heard that Master Chuyi is a divine fortune teller, and you can tell your fortune accurately. I am so lucky that you can come and show me your fortune today!" Mr. Murong said, Just flattering me right there.
"Excuse me, Mr. Murong, what do you want to see?" I asked.
“Whatever matters, just look at it.”
What’s the difference between Mr. Murong saying this and not saying it? But judging from what he said, Mr. Murong must have encountered something important when he came to see me.
The five elements of elegance produce excellence, and the body and appearance are dignified and help the Ming Dynasty. The vessel is like a boat made of hundreds of dendrobiums, which is shaken and cannot be retrieved. Judging from Mr. Murong's heroic appearance, which is derived from the five elements of elegance, he should be a person who assists the wise king.
Assist the wise king, but he is not a member of the officialdom. From this point of view, he should be a staff member. The slave palace located in the underground pavilion is slightly invaded by black energy, and it has the potential to offend the master. This means that the master of Mr. Murong, the one he assists, may be in trouble.
"Mr. Murong asked me to see the portrait. Isn't it just for you to see?" I replied to Mr. Murong with a smile.
"Master Chuyi, please explain it more clearly." Mr. Murong said.
"Mr. Murong is a great talent who can assist the Mingjun. The reason why you came to see me today must be for some reason," I said.
"Yes." Mr. Murong nodded and said, "Please ask Master Chuyi to help give you some advice." "That's the way to go." I paused and said, "Sometimes, not fighting is the only way to fight, and doing nothing is the best way." Don’t you need to do it?” Mr. Murong asked.
“When water falls, the stone will come out naturally.”
Although Mr. Murong’s face cannot completely tell what is going on, I can see the general context. came out. The person Mr. Murong assisted probably did not commit anything himself, but was framed by someone else. In their circle, who among the high-ranking and powerful people has not been framed?
"Thank you, Master Chuyi." Mr. Murong nodded with satisfaction, then picked up a pen and paper, wrote me an address and a person's name, and said, "If you have anything to ask about Mengquan Mountain, you can ask He."
The Prime Minister has also finished reading, and Mr. Murong has already written on the note to tell me what I want to ask. Song Xi and I said goodbye to him and drove away in the Prado.
The address written on the note is Baizi Lane, and the name is Du De.
"Where is Baizi Lane?" I really had never heard of this place name, so I asked Song Xi to see if she knew.
"I've heard of it. I seem to know the approximate location." Song Xi said.
Now that Song Xi has heard about it, I don’t have to worry about anything anymore. Can’t I just follow her?
Prado drove back to Chongqing. It can be seen that Baizi Lane should be in the city. After wandering around Yudu city for more than an hour, Prado stopped at the edge of a dilapidated old street.
“This is Baizi Lane.” Song Xi pointed to the small alley ahead.
In this small alley, the word "demolished" is written everywhere, and it is dark. The aborigines inside look like they have moved away long ago.
"It's all going to be demolished. Has the guy named Du De we are looking for moved away?" After following Song Xi for a while in Baizi Lane, I felt a little worried. I asked her this question.
"Probably not!" Song Xi frowned and said, "If Du De moves away, Mr. Murong will never let us come here to find him."
There is a broken room in front of us. The house had lights on and looked like it was occupied.
"There is someone in that house, should we go over and ask." I pointed to the lighted room in front and asked Song Xi.
“Yes!”
Song Xi nodded, and then we both quickened our pace and headed towards the room.
"Dong-dong-dong! Dong-dong-dong!"
The door was closed, so I knocked lightly on the door a few times and shouted.
"Is anyone home?"
After a while, the door opened, and a slovenly man appeared in front of us.
“Who are you looking for?” The man looked at Song Xi and me from top to bottom with suspicious eyes.
"Do you know where Dude lives?" I asked.
"What are you looking for Dude for?" the man asked.
"Mr. Murong introduced us."
My intuition told me that this man was Du De, so I replied to this while writing the small note written by Mr. Murong. Take it out.
The man took the note, glanced at it, and said, "I am Dude, please come in."
Dude's room is very simple, with only one bench. As for other furniture, there was nothing except a broken table.
"What's the matter with you coming to me?" Du De asked.
"I want to ask you about Mengquan Mountain." I asked directly.
"Mengquan Mountain?" Du De's face suddenly darkened and said, "I don't know about Mengquan Mountain, go find someone else and ask!"
"Mr. Murong said you I know!" I said speechlessly.
"He said I know, go and ask him!" After saying this, Du De immediately wanted to expel the guest.
“Since he doesn’t know, let’s go!” Song Xi gave me a look and said.
"Okay!" It's not that Dude doesn't know, he just doesn't want to tell us. Since he doesn't want to say it, we can't force him to do anything!
After saying goodbye to Du De, Song Xi and I left.
"That Du De, it seems he doesn't give Mr. Murong face!" I said to Song Xi after returning to the Prado.
"What do you think of Dude?" Song Xi didn't answer my question, but asked me this question.
"To be honest, I can't see through him." I paused and said: "Dude must have many secrets hidden in him, but he is not willing to tell us for the time being. "
"Logically speaking, Mr. Murong should be very reliable! We came to Du De, which means that Du De should tell us about the situation in Mengquan Mountain!" Song Xi frowned and said, "Dude didn't say anything. I really didn't understand this. "
"If you don't understand, don't think about it. Just ask Mr. Murong directly," I said.
"Okay!" Song Xi nodded and said, "I will send you back to Yiba Pavilion first. I will communicate with Mr. Murong about Du De. When we understand it, I will discuss it again. Tell you.”
They obviously agreed to send me back to Yiba Pavilion, but this girl Song Xi only sent me to the corner of Guquan Old Street and told me to get off.
“Are you back from your date?” As soon as I walked to the door of Yiba Pavilion, Sister Shaoyao greeted me with a smile.
"How did you know I was on a date?" I asked Sister Shaoyao.
"People are driving their cars to pick you up at your door. What else is it if you're not going on a date?" Sister Shaoyao said.
"It's so late and you're still not sleeping?" I asked.
"What does it have to do with you whether I sleep or not?" Sister Shaoyao rolled her eyes at me and said, "When you went out with that Song Xi, it wasn't just a date, right? Did you do something else?"< br>
“You didn’t do anything?” Sister Shaoyao was obviously trying to trick me! But my words are not so easy to be tricked out of my mouth.
“Forget it if you don’t tell me, it’s as if no one wants to hear it.” Sister Shaoyao said this angrily, and then angrily went back to her Sanji Pawn.
Song Xi said that she would communicate with Mr. Murong, but it has been three days and she has not replied to my letter yet. I couldn't help it, so I called her number.
“No results yet?” I asked Song Xi.
"Are you talking about Mr. Murong?" Song Xi obviously asked knowingly.
"Yes!" I said.
"Don't worry, Mr. Murong hasn't replied to me yet! I'll tell you when he replies to me." After Song Xi said this, she hung up the phone. Does this girl think she’s so familiar with me that she doesn’t need to say goodbye before hanging up the phone? Just when I was reprimanding Song Xi severely in my heart, a familiar yet unexpected figure appeared at the door of Yiba Pavilion.