It took Liang Meng a long time to understand that the old man was going to work and asked Liang Meng what he was going to do.
Liang Meng first expressed his gratitude to the old man, and the old man's rough hands immediately shook in panic.
Liang Meng told the old man not to worry about her and just go back to work. She went shopping on her own.
When the old man heard this, he raised his head and glanced at Liang Meng quickly, muttered, "Miss, servants are not allowed to enter the front yard at will," and turned and left in a panic.
Liang Meng raised her eyebrows and stared at the old man's hurried back, laughing out loud.
Unexpectedly, looking at the stupid old man, his eyes are much more useful than his wife's.
Raising her hand and touching her delicate neck, Liang Meng shook her head and complained: Such a beautiful neck, but there is no trace of Adam's apple at all. I don't know why that elder sister can't tell that she is a girl at all.
After complaining, he strode forward.
Liang Meng hadn't expected the tomb to be so large. He passed through courtyard after courtyard and encountered quite a few people, but they were all servants hurrying in and out with their heads lowered.
Liang Meng, such a living person, suddenly appeared in the mansion, but no one noticed anything wrong.
This tomb is exactly what the thief wants. Even if he walks in openly, no one will be able to notice him.
A maid came forward, carrying a tray and walking hurriedly with her head down. Liang Meng quickly stepped forward to block the maid.
Before the maid could see clearly whether the person in front of her was round or flat, Liang Meng raised his hand and controlled him with spiritual power.
"Let me ask you, what's going on in this mansion?"
The maid looked very young, with a face so tender that you could squeeze water out of it. Her eyes were large, but they were controlled by spiritual power, and the look she gave Liang Meng was hazy and dazed.
"The City Lord's birthday."
Celebrating birthday?
Liang Meng touched his chin and turned his neck to look around, but he didn't see any decorations.
"Where is the city lord?"
The girl freed one hand and pointed in the direction behind her.
"Who are the people coming to the Tomb Mansion today? Are there any from Yacheng and Wangcheng?"
The girl acted as if she didn't hear anything. Her eyes remained motionless as she stared at Liang Meng for a while, then shook her head.
"No? Or don't know?"
"have no idea."
Liang Meng: ...
Well, she is just a servant, and we can't expect her to know much.
Without making things difficult for her, Liang Meng raised his hand, released the girl's spiritual power, and walked in the direction the girl had pointed.
After passing through two white carved archways, Liang Meng could vaguely hear some noise.
It seems to be in front without a doubt.
Liang Meng slowed down his pace and walked forward leisurely as if he was strolling in a garden.
To save time, Liang Meng didn't stop to admire the scenery carefully even though he passed by several courtyards. So he had no idea what the scenery was like.
Now I know that the person is in front of me, so I slow down my pace. My eyes are free, and I can enjoy the scenery casually as I walk.
Not far ahead was a large lotus pond, with a few glistening dewdrops rolling on the large, emerald green lotus leaves. The cherry-red lotus flowers bloomed delicately, emitting a faint fragrance.
At the end of the lotus pond stood an antique pavilion, though no one was in it at the moment. Slender, graceful green bamboos surrounded the pond and the pavilion, their leaves rustling in the wind.
Liang Meng strolled across the stone bridge in front of the pavilion and took a look at the pavilion. The words "He Xiang" were written on it.
Liang Meng took a deep breath, and the fresh lotus fragrance filled his heart and lungs. It was indeed nice.
After walking a little further, the noisy sounds were already close to my ears.
Liang Meng walked through the same white carved archway that he had walked through all the way. In the spacious courtyard in front of him, tables were filled with people.
Looking at the numerous heads, Liang Meng finally understood why there were no other people except servants along the way.
It turns out they are all having a banquet here.
"Young Master, who is it?"
A few rough-looking men at the tables near her looked up at her a few times, but when they saw that Liang Meng had a cold face and was not someone who was easy to get along with, they continued to drink and eat with their heads down, ignoring her.
When the Tomb City Lord celebrates his birthday, people from all corners of the world will come and gather together, and it is common for them to not know each other.
Liang Meng had experience attending weddings and knew that this was the best time to get a free meal.
Just find an empty seat, sit down, smile at the people at the table, say a few friendly words, and you will blend in.
But before Liang Meng found a seat, an old man wearing a blue robe and looking very majestic walked over.
Although his expression was very majestic, his words were still respectful.
Liang Meng calmed himself down, put on an unfathomable expression, and said something to the old man.
"Junior Liang Meng was invited by Ziruo to come and congratulate the City Lord on his birthday."
As he spoke, he straightened his back according to the temperament of the noble young man Jun Lan in his mind, but the lack of a folding fan in his hand made it a little less interesting.
But the old man's expression suddenly became stern when he heard it, and his face became more respectful than before.
"So you are the young city lord's friend. I apologize for the inconvenience. Please follow me."
Those at nearby tables who had heard the conversation stared at Liang Meng with wide eyes. They frowned, genuinely puzzled as to who this person, who was so familiar with the Young Lord of Tomb City, was and why they had never seen him before.
Liang Meng walked over with the demeanor of a nobleman, looking straight ahead amidst the envious and jealous gazes.
After passing dozens of tables, the old man led Liang Meng up the steps to the spacious main hall. He turned around and respectfully gestured to Liang Meng to come in.
Liang Mengwei nodded, said thank you, and followed the old man in.
I think those who were arranged to sit in the courtyard must be unimportant, while those who were valued were arranged to sit in the house.
Unlike the clamor outside the yard, although there were voices inside the house, they were obviously much quieter and did not sound annoying to the ears.
After passing several tables near the door, the old man took Liang Meng to one of the two tables at the front of the hall.
"Young City Lord, you have a friend coming."
The old man bowed and spoke to Ziruo, who was sitting at the first seat at the table.
Upon hearing this, Ziruo looked up at Liang Meng, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she looked at Liang Meng with confusion. It was obvious that she didn't know where Liang Meng came from.
Liang Meng didn't feel embarrassed at all. She had thought it through before she came. If Ziruo asked, she would say that she was a friend of the Lord of Yacheng.
Anyway, they are all big shots and know so many people. Who knows everyone else's friends clearly?
"Who are you......"
Ziruo's words had just come out when a voice that was obviously surprised completely drowned out her words.
"Liang Meng!"
kindness?
Liang Meng followed the sound and saw a cute girl in a pink long dress and a bun, smiling at him with her eyes curved.
Liang Meng felt that the voice and features were quite familiar, but she couldn't find the person in her mind.
"Yue'er, do you know her?"
As soon as Zi Ruo said this, Liang Meng suddenly realized. No wonder the voice and features sounded so familiar. It turned out to be Yue'er, whom he had met once in the wilderness.
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