Guizhen

Chapter 306 Who is that?
Lu Zhen nodded slightly, "To thank you two deaf people for being so appropriate, let's go eat the pork head meat at Danyanlou some other day. Please."

"Pork head meat is good." Zhang Wen rubbed the skewers happily, "It's really nice to have a bowl of scallion porridge."

Guo Ming also nodded repeatedly, "Old Zhang is right."

Taoist Qingjing lowered his eyes, staring at the flat mouth of the teacup in his hand.Are they not deaf?How can I still talk to you?

Lu Zhen got up slowly, walked to the window, looked towards the main hall of Changchun Palace, and murmured: "I don't know what Huanglong smells like." She licked her lips and showed a faint smile.

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Standing on the city wall, Song Meng looked down at the Liangzhou City where the smoke was rising, and he felt a sense of heroism in his heart.Before long, he will lead the Yaksha army into the capital.

He wants to make meritorious deeds and make great deeds.

Big enough to justifiably sit on the throne of the prince.Song Meng clenched his fist.He will surely get his wish.Taking a deep breath, his eyes fell from the rising smoke to the old Taoist who was the last to enter the city.

This old man has a childlike face and big sleeves fluttering.Just looking at his appearance, he looks like a master of Taoism.

Who is that?Song Meng frowned, and summoned his followers to whisper something in a low voice.After finishing speaking, he personally bowed to accept the order, and hurried down the stairs to chase the old Taoist.

Song Meng's gaze was fixed on his attendant, watching him chat with the old Taoist a few words, and then invited him into the car and drove to Prince Liang's mansion.From the beginning to the end, the old Taoist didn't even look at Song Meng.

Song Meng nodded secretly.Doing so is more like an expert.

Huh?wrong.Maybe it's an expert.Since the old Taoist must be able to pinch and count, he is in Liangzhou City at this time, and I am afraid that he has other deep meanings.Even if you don't, it's okay to see it.

After thinking about it, Chengmen Lang, who had just inspected the old road, went up the stairs.The sound of armor colliding was mixed with the sound of boots.Song Meng withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Chengmen Lang, and asked in a deep voice, "Where did he come from?"

"Suzhou." Chengmen Lang responded, "He is a Taoist from Yuyang Temple."

Yuyang Temple?Song Meng frowned.Is it the Yuyang Temple where the murder case happened a few days ago?
ah!Suzhou is the territory of King Wu.Song Meng didn't want to delay for a moment, so he walked away, "Prepare the car, prepare the car. Go back home quickly."

As soon as the old Taoist entered the Prince Liang's mansion, Song Meng followed him back.He originally planned to recruit more people before the incident, but he failed to get back a Taoist from Yuyang Temple.

Blame him for being reckless.Did not inquire clearly beforehand.Song Meng's brows furrowed even tighter.If you want to find out clearly, you have to ask yourself.After all, right now is a critical juncture, and there is no room for loss.

The frown was slightly relaxed.Later, I will use this set of rhetoric to report to my father.If the words are used properly, it may also make father feel that he is thoughtful.

"The Taoist master's name is Fang Dahuan, and his Taoist name is Miao Miaozi." Qin Sui deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "Miao".It won't work if you don't add emphasis, if you hear it wrong and mistake it for "meow meowzi", it's not good.

"Miao Miaozi..." Song Meng repeated and nodded, "I understand. You report it to your father. Just say that I will ask a Taoist priest from Yuyang Temple to check carefully. There is no need to say anything else."

The personal attendant responded yes, and stretched out his hand to open the door of the flower hall for Song Meng, "The Taoist priest is waiting for you inside. The refreshments have been served."

Song Meng walked in.Fang Dahuan, who was admiring the paintings on the wall, heard footsteps, turned around and looked at Song Meng with a smile, and called out, "Third Young Master."

"Fang Daoist." Song Meng showed a polite and somewhat alienated smile on his face, raised his hand as a "please" gesture, "sit, sit down and talk." Stepping to the top, Shi Shiran sat down and raised his eyebrows Looking at Fang Dahuan, "I don't know why Fang Daoist came here?"

Fang Dahuan was startled for a moment, then laughed softly, sat down with his robe lifted, took a sip from the tea cup at hand, and praised: "Good tea, good tea."

Song Meng scolded his mother in his heart, but there was no trace of impatience on his face.

"Autumn tea is sweet and moist. If the Taoist priest likes it, I will make a bag for you later and take it home to taste carefully."

Hearing this, Fang Dahuan put down the teacup and said seriously: "The poor Taoist came here to join the Third Young Master. Are you really going to drive the poor Taoist away?"

Instead of going to King Liang, he went to the third son.

In this way... it is very intriguing.

Song Meng chuckled, "I'm just one of the many men in King Liang. Wouldn't it be a waste of time for you to join me?"

"Third Young Master's words are wrong." Fang Da Huan said sincerely: "Third Young Master is not something in the pool. The poor Taoist is willing to saddle you, hold the whip and throw the stirrup."

"The Taoist priest doesn't need to lower his status like this." Song Meng's attitude softened a little, but the alienation in his eyes was even more serious.And there is an extra trace of imperceptible alert.

Fang Dahuan's enthusiasm made him vigilant.

The rise of troops is imminent, and there must be no side effects.If the Taoist Fang in front of him harbors evil intentions, he will become a sinner who lures wolves into the house.Song Meng regretted it very much.

He shouldn't be in a hurry.Acting too casually.It would be great if someone like Sha Haishan was by his side to give some advice.Song Mengqiang suppressed his anxiety, glanced at Fang Dahuan, picked up the crispy yellow that was on hand, and put it into his mouth.

Fang Dahuan smiled and did not speak, picked up the teacup and continued to eat.

The two fell into an awkward silence.A piece of crispy yellow alone will be eaten soon.He walked in hurriedly with his own footsteps, and went straight to Song Meng's side, whispering in his ear: "The surname Wu is making a fuss about hanging himself. Go and have a look."

Wu Shiquan wanted to die?Song Meng raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Where is father?"

"My lord and Mr. Sha are out of the city. I don't know why I went there." He bumped his right fist into his left palm and complained very distressed, "Master Jishan is not here either. It seems to be sending meat to Yashas or something. Really, how can you die if you miss a meal or two?"

Song Meng squinted at him with dissatisfaction, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Yasha doesn't have strength if he doesn't eat meat."

Cooperating with Yasha is like a human being?The attendant hurriedly bowed down, and apologized repeatedly with lowered eyebrows: "You little ignorant. Don't be upset, my lord."

The two murmured, Fang Dahuan put down the teacup, and asked with a smile, "But Master Wu sent by the imperial court to make trouble?"

Ok?How does he know?

Song Meng pursed his lips tightly to look at Fang Dahuan.

Fang Dahuan twirled his beard with his hands, and laughed haha, "The poor Taoist had a divination before he came, and he calculated that the third son has a small hurdle today. If he can pass it, he will be above tens of thousands of people. If he can't pass it... "The eyebrows moved, and he said meaningfully: "The elder son of the capital will come from behind and step on the third son."

As soon as he finished speaking, his followers shouted sharply: "Let your mother go..." His eyes swept across, seeing that Song Meng seemed to be thinking, he swallowed all the remaining obscenities.

The third son probably believed the old way.Then he raised his fingers and picked the wings of his nose.Maybe the old man really has the ability to reach the sky?If they accept him, they will all belong to the third son in the future.Look up and see down.Just don't make too much noise.

(End of this chapter)