68 Chapter 068
◎ Tiezhu's Love Debt◎
There were many people on the main street, so the Du family did not dare to be too arrogant.
"Mr. Meng, we have never interfered with each other. There is no need to make enemies. As long as you agree, all that has just happened will be written off." The head of the Du family said in a low voice.
Lin Fan's eyebrows twitched. "Is your last name Meng?"
"Ah, yes." What's wrong with the last name Meng?
Xie Mingshuo ignored Patriarch Du and said with a smile, "I haven't thanked you for your help yet. Come on, I'll buy you a drink."
"Meng," said the Du family head with a sullen face, "don't be ungrateful."
Xie Mingshuo crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "Threatening me? Then it seems I have no choice but to see this official. You are a small soldier in the military department, responsible for patrolling and arresting thieves in East City, but you knowingly broke the law and used a dyed golden egg to defraud a wealthy businessman for personal gain."
The truth is definitely not that simple. He said this just to highlight the breaking point.
Sure enough, when the people on the street heard the news, they all gathered together.
The Du family head's eyes turned fierce, and seeing that he could not get any good results, he waved his hand and led his servants out of the alley.
"A rich businessman wouldn't be that stupid to cheat someone out of their money with a golden egg." Lin Fan admired his righteous words and offered a warning.
"Brother, you are amazing." Xie Mingshuo valued talent and was even more interested in making friends. "My name is Meng Shuo, and I have achieved great success."
"I am Lin Fan, two trees make a forest, floating on the vast sky."
Xie Mingshuo bowed and said, "It's Brother Lin. I'll treat you to a drink."
He took Lin Fan to Hongfu Restaurant, chose a private room on the second floor, ordered a few signature dishes, called for a pot of wine, and personally filled it for Lin Fan.
"Where is Brother Lin's success?"
Lin Fan thanked him and raised his glass in a low gesture: "Unemployed vagrant."
It’s good to be a homeless person.
Xie Mingshuo's smile deepened: "With Brother Lin's skills, why should you worry about not being able to make a living?"
"I'll give you my good wishes."
Lin Fan didn't say much. He chatted with Xie Mingshuo for a few more words before casually saying, "Brother Meng has a straightforward and uninhibited personality. His family must be harmonious and auspicious, with a lot of good deeds."
"That's right, my parents, brothers and sisters treat me very well." When Xie Mingshuo mentioned his family, the smile on his face became more genuine.
Lin Fan remained calm: "Brother and sister?"
"Well, what?"
"May I ask how old you are, Brother Meng?"
"Eighteen. In a few months he'll be nineteen."
Miss Meng is nineteen years old, so her age doesn’t match, but it’s possible that she falsified her age while disguising her identity.
Although Brother Meng dresses simply and speaks without airs, his unconventional conversation and the calluses left on his fingers from writing indicate that he comes from a respectable family.
This makes sense when you feel confident in facing a “bully”.
Miss Meng holds a high position at such a young age. In addition to her outstanding abilities, she must also have a distinguished family background.
We both have the same surname, Meng. What if we meet each other?
Lin Fan's emotions were swirling, and he no longer cared about whether he was being rude or not. He then asked, "May I ask your sister's name?"
Xie Mingshuo was a little tipsy, but he came to his senses after hearing what he said.
I didn't expect that the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would come up and ask the little girl's name.
Even Meng, the reporter with the sharp eyes, can make mistakes one day.
He put aside his intention to make friends, and with an unwavering smile, he practiced Tai Chi: "Brother Lin has been asking about my family situation, so why not tell me about yours too."
Lin Fan had been a squad leader for several years, and had interrogated hundreds, if not thousands, of prisoners. He had a pretty good eye for judging someone's expressions and could tell at a glance that they were unhappy.
"I'm sorry, I was so impatient that I offended you." He immediately admitted his mistake and explained in detail, "I had previously met a girl named Meng, but we later separated due to a chance encounter. I don't know where she lives, so I came to the capital to inquire about her, but to no avail."
Looking for someone?
Seeing that he was speaking sincerely, Xie Mingshuo believed him a little and sat up straight, saying, "The capital city is full of people, and there are countless people with the surname Meng. Finding a girl with the surname Meng is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
"She is different from others." Lin Fan's eyebrows were tinged with tenderness.
Xie Mingshuo smiled secretly. It is true that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. The girl he likes is naturally different from others.
"What's the difference? I do have some connections in the capital. Tell me their names and I'll help you find them."
Lin Fan said proudly, "She works in the Imperial Guards, her name is Meng Zhuo."
Jinyiwei?
Xie Mingshuo's first reaction was that he was deceived, but when he heard the last three words, his mind exploded.
Meng Zhuo? A high-ranking official of the Imperial Guard? Isn't this my younger sister's alias and disguised identity after leaving the capital?
What on earth is going on with this guy named Lin?!
He fiercely suppressed the surging blood and said in a deep voice, "What is your relationship with her?"
Lin Fan saw that his breathing had quickened a bit, and his heart skipped a beat. If it was nothing, why would his tone suddenly change?
He considered carefully and said, "I had agreed to go to Beijing with her, but we were separated by an accident."
"Oh? Why did we go to Beijing together?" Xie Mingshuo turned the teacup.
Lin Fan pondered for a few breaths, then said calmly, "I like her and want to follow her."
“…”
It really is Tiezhu’s debt of love!
Xie Mingshuo almost jumped up, staring at the person opposite him intently. The appearance he had secretly praised before now seemed unpleasant to him.
"Brother Meng?"
Xie Mingshuo stood up suddenly. "Brother Lin, I suddenly remembered something else. I'll excuse myself today. See you another day."
He left after saying this, then turned back at the door and asked, "Where is Brother Lin now?"
Lin Fan clenched his hands under the table, trying his best to suppress his excitement, and replied slowly, "Mingshifang, Guiyuan Inn."
Finally finding a clue, he wanted to follow it immediately, but he tried his best to restrain himself.
Don't be abrupt or presumptuous.
He had forgotten his previous caution and told Meng Shuo, a person he had only met once, about his worries.
Even if Meng Shuo knew Miss Meng, if he revealed his address, it might not be Miss Meng who would be waiting for him. He might also be suddenly driven away or be charged with a false crime.
This is how most of the stories are written.
But he still wanted to take a gamble.
Xie Mingshuo rushed back to the palace in a hurry. When he learned that his younger sister was in Wenhua Palace, he ran over immediately.
"Your Highness Prince Jin, please be at home. Commander Yang is inside." Feng Caiyu stood outside the hall and reminded.
Yang Yunkai represented official business, and Xie Mingshuo knew the limits and slowly exhaled.
"Then I'll wait here."
Feng Caiyu naturally would not stop him and ordered someone to bring a chair.
Inside the hall, Xie Mingzhuo finished reading the Jinyiwei intelligence.
"Who collected and buried the remains of the Lin family?"
"The eldest son of the Guizhou prefect at the time, Song Qianmu."
The prefect was a local official, and was the leader of the Song family in Shuidong at that time.
The Lin family and the Song family were good friends, but when the Lin family was in trouble, Prefect Song was bedridden, so his eldest son Song Qianmu helped to deal with the funeral.
Song Qianmu is Song Qianqi's biological brother and has a deep brotherly relationship with the Lin family.
What happened ten years ago was too long ago. Apart from this information, it is impossible to find out in a short period of time how Lin Yingjie levied heavy taxes and how the Yang family of Bozhou easily broke through the provincial capital.
Xie Mingzhuo thought for a moment and heard his second brother's voice coming from outside the hall.
"You go down first."
Yang Yunkai respectfully took his leave and left the hall. When he saw Xie Mingshuo, he also bowed.
Xie Mingshuo nodded hurriedly and ran into Wenhua Hall, not forgetting to close the door tightly.
"Why are you so sneaky?" Xie Mingzhuo looked at him with amusement.
"Sister, tell me honestly, are you having an affair outside?" Xie Mingshuo rushed in front of her and went straight to the point.
Xie Mingzhuo raised his eyebrows: "Who did you run into?"
"Is it true?!" Xie Mingshuo raised his head and covered his face.
"Sit down," Xie Mingzhuo pulled him to a seat, "and tell me more."
Xie Mingshuo rubbed his face and said earnestly, "Tiezhu, you're only seventeen. Isn't it too early?"
"If you don't say it again, I'll beat you up."
"I'll tell you what I'm saying." Xie Mingshuo changed his joking tone and said seriously, "He said his name is Lin Fan, and he's looking for a Jinyiwei named Meng Zhuo."
“…”
"Do you recognize him?" Xie Mingshuo leaned closer.
Xie Mingzhuo stood up suddenly: "Where is he?"
"Iron Pillar?!" Xie Mingshuo widened his eyes in disbelief.
His beautiful, intelligent, wise, and domineering sister was kidnapped so easily?
No, why would someone with the surname Lin do that?
Watching his younger sister ordering the car to be prepared and changing into low-key clothes to leave the palace, Xie Mingshuo's heart was filled with thousands of words that condensed into one sentence -
"Rong An, think twice!"
He chased to the carriage, pulled at the window, and tried to stop his sister from being seduced by men.
Xie Mingzhuo lifted the curtain and said with a smile, "Be good, let go."
"Rong'an..." he called out pitifully.
Xie Mingzhuo sighed helplessly: "Second brother, it's not what you think."
When she heard that Lin Fan had come to Beijing to look for her, she was indeed surprised but also somewhat happy. She had thought that after leaving Anlu, the chance of seeing each other again was slim.
To her, Lin Fan was just a passer-by on a business trip, but compared to other passers-by, his colors were richer.
You may remember it in the short term, but over time, you will gradually forget it.
When it comes to love, she always goes with the flow.
If someone expresses admiration and you try to please her, as long as she likes you and has time for you, she doesn't mind continuing the relationship.
Lin Fan happened to still remain in her memory and also suit her aesthetic taste. He also came all the way to the capital to find her. Naturally, she would not pretend not to hear it.
The most important thing is that there must be a secret behind the Lin family case, and Lin Fan is the person involved in the Lin family case.
Xie Mingshuo had no idea what she was thinking, so he hurriedly asked, "What is that?"
"I'll tell you in detail when I get back."
"No, I'll go with you." Xie Mingshuo said as he was about to climb onto the carriage.
Xie Mingzhuo laughed, but did not stop him. He drove him out of the palace, thus avoiding the need to ask the Jinyiwei to check his residence.
"Where does he live?"
Xie Mingshuo said reluctantly: "Mingshifang, Guiyuan Inn."
The carriage left the palace in a low-key manner, with only Jiang Qing driving, and the rest of the guards hiding in the dark.
When we arrived at Guiyuan Inn in Mingshifang, it was already the afternoon.
"Tiezhu, he doesn't know your identity yet. What should I call you later?" Xie Mingshuo rubbed his hands, ready to get off the car and go into the inn to call someone.
"Second mother."
Xie Mingshuo made a gesture, lifted the curtain, got out of the car, and headed straight for the inn.
On the second floor of the inn, after returning, Lin Fan washed up carefully, changed into new and clean clothes, then opened the window and stood in front of it, looking at the streets outside.
One stop takes half a day.
Every time a carriage appeared in front of the inn, he couldn't help but feel excited, but every time his expectations were dashed.
Until a carriage slowly drove into the alley and stopped in front of the inn.
His chest began to pound violently.
With the help of the setting sun, he clearly saw that the driver was the "A Qing" he knew.
In a hurry, he supported himself on the windowsill with both hands and jumped down directly from the second floor, scaring the guy who was cleaning up fallen leaves in the yard.
"Sir, what are you doing..."
A gust of wind blew up the dead leaves, and he hurried to sweep them up. When he looked up again, the guest was gone.
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