After she said this, she realized that Ding Weixiang glanced at her with an unspeakable look, but the direction of his greeting was not facing her.
Xiao Nanhui shuddered all over and turned around to find that Xiao Zhun had followed him at some point.
Xiao Zhun glanced at her and said to Ding Weixiang calmly, "I don't know why my adopted daughter has been a little outspoken today. Lieutenant Ding, please don't take it to heart."
Ding Weixiang gave her a pretentious look, revealing a provocative smile: "Sure, sure."
Xiao Nanhui was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he couldn't lose his temper in front of Xiao Zhun, so he gritted his teeth and asked, "Lieutenant Ding, what's the matter with you?"
"I'm here on behalf of Master Zhongli to tell you: You can go to the Mei family in the east of the city and ask about Pingxian's matter."
She was startled, then couldn't control her excitement: "So, it can be repaired?"
"I don't know. I was just delivering a message. The message has been delivered, and I'll take my leave now."
After he finished speaking, he saluted Xiao Zhun again, then left quickly without even looking at Xiao Nanhui.
Xiao Nanhui's heart was still a little unsettled. He had already given up hope, but if that person had said it, perhaps everything was still uncertain.
Suddenly, she realized that what Ding Weixiang had just said was "Master Zhongli". Although he did not directly say it was the emperor, Xiao Zhun should not know about Zhongli Jing.
She was a little nervous, afraid that Xiao Jun would ask her who Young Master Zhongli was, but at the same time, she inexplicably expected him to ask further.
However, in the end, Xiao Zhun just nodded lightly: "If you are anxious, go ahead. Don't be impolite."
She felt a little relieved, but more disappointed. Finally, she managed to pull herself together and agreed with a smile. After making some simple preparations, she took Jixiang's hand and hurried out.
Behind Xiao Zhun, Chen Si sighed as he looked at Xiao Nanhui's leaving back.
"If the girl goes to the Mei family, she will probably know about that sad story."
"She's not a child anymore, so perhaps she should have known this long ago." Xiao Zhun's voice was grave. "I just didn't expect that someone else would be the one to show her the way."
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Jixiang's hooves were light as he trotted along the gravel path.
It got a whole bag of dried mushrooms this morning. Although they are not as delicious as fresh ones, they are much better than what it received in Kishu.
On the horse's back, Xiao Nanhui's heart was beating up and down with the bumpy horse's butt.
The Mei family is a famous military family, and they probably have many good relationships with swordsmiths and weapon craftsmen. However, the Pingxian is far from an ordinary weapon. It is not easy for ordinary craftsmen to make it, let alone restore it to its original state.
But she changed her mind and felt that this road was pointed out to her by that person, so it must be right.
She didn't know when it started, but she always had an irresistible trust in his words.
Perhaps this is what they often refer to as the prestige of those in power?
Jixiang snorted, and Xiao Nanhui realized that the road had come to an end.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have imagined that in Quecheng, the imperial city where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, there would be such a desolate scene before her.
The stone path turned into a gravel beach at the end. The grayish-white ground was mixed with wild grass that had turned yellow after the winter. It was out of tune with the mansion above it, except for a few old vines on the green tiles, which echoed it somewhat.
Vines belong to the Yin element, so prominent families will never allow vines to wrap around their front door, believing that they will bring harm to their home.
She only knew that the Mei family had retired from the court over a decade ago, but she had no idea their home had become so dilapidated. Perhaps the owner had long since lost interest in managing the courtyard, allowing the surroundings to gradually return to the state they had been in centuries before, when no one had settled there.
Even so, Xiao Nanhui dismounted according to etiquette and led Jixiang to the horse-stopping stone and tied him up.
The capital of the horse-controlling stone is carved with a tiger and a leopard, vaguely revealing the temperament of this family in the past.
She climbed the stairs and before she could ring the doorknob, the door suddenly opened from the inside and a middle-aged man in smart attire poked his head out. Seeing this, she quickly identified herself.
"I am the right general of the Guang Battalion, Xiao Nanhui. I have come here without any hesitation..."
The man glanced at her, then looked at Jixiang who was wagging his tail not far away, and made way for her to enter.
"It turns out to be Sir Xiao. My master is waiting in the inner court. Please follow me."
This is... knowing she was coming?
Xiao Nanhui didn't know the identity of the person in front of him, so he could only bow and say, "Thank you...brother."
The middle-aged man glanced at her with a half-smile, his wrinkled eyes revealing a worldly sophistication that was out of place in this secluded old house. "I'm just a servant helping the master take care of the garden and flowers. No need to be so polite, my lord."
There was no need to use humble terms for servants. Xiao Nanhui felt that the person in front of him was as strange as this house.
The idea of taking care of flowers and plants made her laugh and cry. If a yard like this could be considered to be taken care of by someone, then couldn't her Qinghuai Marquis Mansion also be considered to have some scenery?
But the next second, after turning a corner, the scene in front of her made her change her mind in an instant.
The square courtyard is filled with various plum trees, leaving no corner untouched.
The branches are full of plum blossoms in full bloom, clusters like red clouds and pink rain, golden tents and green gauze, with a crowded vigor, as if to gather all the vitality within a few miles radius here.
"Sir, this plum tree is really well planted."
Even a general like Xiao Nanhui, who was not very knowledgeable about the matter, could not help but praise him blankly.
The middle-aged man was not surprised, but he looked at the plum tree with a different feeling: "Our plum blossoms bloomed early, but now they are fading. If you had come a few days earlier, the flowers would have bloomed in their best condition."
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