The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 41

The driver didn't have any doubts about Baozhu, so he asked Meng Shisan where he was going, and he started driving with a whip.

The east is expensive and the west is rich, and Lidaifang, where Prince Jing's mansion is located, is in the east, from east to west, and goes straight to Manjiangfang in the west.

An hour later, the Meng family's cart passed Shengzhou Street, where Baolai House is located, and turned into Jiffy Street next door.

Quexian Tower is on this street.

Revisiting the old place may bring a lot of feelings to others, but to Meng Shisan, it is only a moment, not worth mentioning.

But for now, it’s worth mentioning.

Lunch time had just passed, and the lobby of Quexian Building was sparsely populated, but the private rooms on the second and third floors were still nearly [-]% full. Most of them had eaten their meals and then drank tea and chatted.

Before Meng Shisan got out of the cart, Baozhu put the drapery hat on for her in the carriage.

She got out of the car and stepped into the gate of Quexian Building, and looked in the lobby through the white gauze, but she didn't see the person she was looking for, and she looked in the counter, but she didn't see anyone either.

"Miss, should we go to the private room on the second floor or the third floor?" Baozhu asked first when she saw that the waiter brother had come to them.

The waiter who had just walked closer heard this sentence and did not repeat the question. He just waited for Meng Shisan's answer with a smile on his face.

"Fourth floor." Meng Shisan replied.

Baozhu said confusedly: "Did Miss make a mistake?"

Meng Shisan, however, looked at the waiter with the same confused expression: "Brother, please help me to ask the shopkeeper Jin: the small pavilion on the fourth floor, do you remember Jinling Shisan back then?"

"...The little one will go here." The waiter answered slowly, and hurriedly went to the adjacent backyard wing to look for Jin Baixi.

Jin Baixi was the shopkeeper of Quexian Tower. He was over forty years old, with a rosy face. He was a very spiritual and elegant man. He passed the scholar examination in his early years and did not take the examination again.

Back then, Meng Shisan asked him why he didn't continue taking the exam?

He replied: "A scholar, with no roots and no foundation, is as poor as he is. Even if he really wins the exam and then wins the Jinshi, so what? He will spend his whole life as a petty official, and his time will be wasted."

She didn't quite agree with his statement, but she didn't argue with him either.

At that time she knew that there was only one old mother in his family, and she was bedridden with illness for many years. It was not easy for him to be able to study and pass the examination of scholar. Going to the entrance examination will not be able to fulfill my mother's wish.

In a dilemma, he resolutely decided to abandon his pen and start a business. He wanted to earn some money, so he married a wife and had children, fulfilling his mother's wish to have a grandson.

In the final analysis, his answer was nothing more than helplessness in desperation.

Serving the country with sincerity and serving the people with sincerity, even small officials, there are still things within their capabilities, and there are many.

She understands this truth, and he also understands it very well. When she asks casually, he answers against his will, let's just chat.

The backyard, the innermost wing of the verandah.

"What did you say? Say it again!" Jin Baixi suddenly stood up from behind the desk, holding the soft wool in his hand. As he asked excitedly, the ink on the pen tip trembled and dripped on the book.

The accounts I had just compiled and written were destroyed in an instant.

But he didn't care about it, and insisted on asking the waiter to repeat it again before reporting what he had said.

The waiter was already in a cloud of fog, but seeing that the shopkeeper Jin, who is usually untouchable, was so excited that he was different from usual because of his statement, he couldn't help shrinking his neck in fright, and repeated: "There is a woman in the lobby. Guest officer, she asked the little one to ask the shopkeeper: "The small pavilion on the fourth floor, do you still remember the Jinling Thirteen?"

With a bang, the pen fell out of Jin Baixi's hand and hit the ledger. He quickly walked around the desk, went straight out of the wing room, and walked along the veranda to the front lobby.

The waiter followed behind and couldn't help but mutter: "Our Quexian Tower has a fourth floor and a small pavilion, but isn't that a forbidden area? I don't know what the background of that lady is? How can the shopkeeper be so rude?" .”

Bao Zhu felt that her young lady was getting more and more amazing. She didn't know many things, but the young lady was very knowledgeable.

But it doesn't matter, Miss is still Miss.

Baozhu did a good job of self-cleaning, and didn't ask any more questions. Like Meng Shisan, the old god was waiting on the ground in the lobby.

Jin Baixi walked and ran to the lobby with his robe hem in his hand, scanned the lobby, but didn't see the person he remembered, and asked the waiter, "Where is the person?"

The waiter also scanned the lobby, and saw Meng Shisan, the master and servant who had moved to sit at the table next to the window in the lobby: "There."

Jin Baixi followed the direction of the waiter and saw that it was a young woman whose age did not match the person in his impression, his surging heart suddenly cooled down a lot, and his excited expression also cooled down in an instant: "Are you sure? "

"Sure!" It's only been a while, it's impossible for the waiter to remember wrongly.

At this time, Baozhu also found Jin Baixi and the two: "Miss, shopkeeper Jin is here."

Meng Shisan heard the words and looked at the small door leading to the backyard. Seeing the similar face in memory, but much older Jinbai Shisan, she couldn't help sighing: "The years in this world are not forgiving."

Obviously the last time I saw him, he was still a bookworm, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a refined middle-aged man.

I don't know if his old mother is still there. After marrying a wife, he gave birth to a few children.

Jin Baixi came to the table and bowed: "Jin Baixi."

"My little girl Meng Liangchen." Meng Shisan stood up and returned the courtesy.

After greeting each other, both of them were eager to get what they needed, so they didn't exchange pleasantries, and they had nothing to say. They sat down opposite each other and got straight to the point.

"My lady's surname is Meng. I don't know how she is related to Miss Shisan, an old friend of Que Xian Lou." Jin Baixi looked at Meng Shisan through the veiled hat, trying to figure out the relationship from his appearance.

Meng Shisan knew what he meant by this, so he took off his veiled hat, handed it to Baozhu standing beside him, and replied with a smile: "I have to call my old friend of Quexianlou who the treasurer Jin is talking about, Aunt Thirteen."

"Aunt Thirteen?" Jin Baixi finally saw Meng Shisan's face clearly. From the first time he saw Meng Shisan, he knew that although judging from her age, the little girl in front of him might be Miss Shisan's daughter, but from her appearance On the surface, it really doesn't look like it.

However, it cannot be arbitrary.

If it is a daughter of Father Xiao, it makes sense that Meng Liangchen does not look like Miss Thirteen.

If so, that's a pity.

Miss Thirteen's appearance is even better than that of Meng Liangchen in front of her.

"Aunt Shisan and my mother are close friends." Meng Shisan was on the way when she came, so she made up a set of explanations. Anyway, she was herself, and she could say whatever she wanted.

"I have never heard Miss Thirteen mention that she actually has close friends in this capital city." Jin Baixi said honestly.

"My mother met Thirteenth Aunt in Jinling 17 years ago, before I was born." Meng Shisan half-truthfully said that she only stayed in the capital for three years before returning to Jinling.

Miss Thirteen has indeed been away for 17 years. Before leaving, she told her employer that she was going back to Jinling. What Meng Liangchen said matched what Jin Baixi knew about the time and place.

For a moment, he was a little uncertain about the truth.

(End of this chapter)