Chapter 157 The investigation leads to her master's home in the countryside.
Murong Ting said, "When Kong Wange goes out, she will definitely tell the children who she is looking for in Jinzhen. Xiao Chen will definitely know."
"Oh, right, you're right, I'll call for the young master right now!"
Lin Cheng dialed the number, and it was answered shortly afterward.
Murong Chen's cheerful voice came from the other end: "Hey, Uncle Lin Cheng, what's up?"
Lin Cheng glanced at Murong Ting, turned on speakerphone, and coughed lightly, saying, "Young Master, do you know where your mother went?"
Murong Chen replied matter-of-factly, "Mommy went to Jinzhen to visit Master Yan."
Lin Cheng was shocked; the young mistress was actually in Jinzhen!
But who is Master Yan?
He asked in confusion, "Master Yan?"
"Oh, that's Mommy's master."
Murong Ting, who was standing to the side, was slightly taken aback.
Kong Wange... has a master?
So, did she learn all those skills from her master?
"Oh, I see. Do you know your Master Yan's full name? And where he lives?" Lin Cheng coaxed patiently.
"I don't know about that. I'll have to ask Brother Chi and Sister Ran for you. But Uncle Lin Cheng, why are you asking this?"
Lin Cheng glanced at Murong Ting, and seeing that he didn't intend to stop him, he spoke directly to Murong Chen: "Your father and I are also in Jin Town. Your father is currently trying to find your mother, but we don't know her location..."
Upon hearing this, Murong Chen exclaimed excitedly, "Oh, Uncle Lin Cheng, you should have said so earlier! I'll go find Brother Chi and Sister Ran right now!"
Daddy is actually going to see Mommy on his own initiative! What a great thing! Shouldn't he do everything he can to help?
A moment later, Kong Chi's serious voice came from the other side: "Daddy, Master Yan's name is Yan Heli. He lives halfway up the south side of Yunshan Mountain. You have to go through a forest and walk a long way to see him."
South of Yunshan?
They are currently on Yunshan Mountain, but on the north side. They are unaware that there are other people living on the south side.
"Alright, Young Master Chi, we're on our way!"
"Okay, remember to tell Daddy to be careful with his words and actions. Mommy respects Master Yan very much and treats him like her godfather. He mustn't offend anyone!"
"Okay, I will pass on the message to Young Master Ting."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Cheng turned to Murong Ting and said, "Young Master Ting, I misspoke. It turns out that the young mistress came to see Master, not to go back to her former in-laws' house. That makes things much easier."
Murong Ting hummed in agreement and said in a low voice, "Then let's set off."
Once Kong Wange meets her master, everything will be settled.
...
Murong Ting and Lin Cheng traveled from the north side of Yunshan to the south side.
By the time Lin Cheng finally saw a small courtyard with wisps of smoke rising from its chimney, he was already out of breath.
“Young Master Ting, the young mistress’s master lives in such a secluded place. We asked everyone in town back then, but we couldn’t find out about this place. Otherwise, we might have discovered that the young mistress is Miss Wen long ago.”
Although the two had not yet met Kong Wange's master, Lin Cheng was already convinced of his previous deductions to be about 80-90% true.
Murong Ting's physical condition was far superior to Lin Cheng's. Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, apart from some mud splattered on his trousers, he was neither red-faced nor out of breath.
"Kong Wange's medical skills are superb. Her master must be an extraordinary person. It is normal for him to live in such a secluded place."
"That makes sense, Young Master Ting. The door isn't locked, shall we go in?"
This little courtyard is very rustic; the outer gate is just a simple wooden fence without even a bolt.
The house is also a very old brick and tile house, just like the houses of the villagers at the foot of the mountain. The only difference is that you can smell the fragrance of medicinal herbs as soon as you get close.
Murong Ting nodded, and the two gently pushed open the gate and went inside.
In the courtyard, a middle-aged man sat in a rocking chair on one side.
He appeared to be around fifty years old, wearing a loose white jacket, with a small stove in front of him, on which Chinese medicine was being simmered.
He held a phone in one hand and fanned himself with the other, occasionally smirking as if he were scrolling through short videos.
Hearing the noise, he looked up.
Their eyes met, and Murong Ting's heart pounded like a drum. This must be Kong Wange's master.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and politely said, "Hello, are you Mr. Yan Heli?"
Yan Heli put down his fan, straightened his posture, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, and asked in a deep, steady voice, "Eh, what do you want with me?"
Murong Ting's voice tightened: "Excuse me... is Wen Yan your disciple?"
He deliberately used the name Wen Yan.
If Kong Wange is indeed Wen Yan, her master, who spends every day with her, must know everything about her. If this master admits it, it would be enough to prove that all his and Lin Cheng's speculations were correct!
Yan Heli replied in a tone that suggested he was too lazy to pay attention to him: "Who is Wen Yan? Never heard of him, don't know him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ting was struck as if by a heavy blow, and his body swayed.
Fortunately, Lin Cheng reacted quickly and helped him up.
Murong Ting's face was deathly pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and disappointment.
Were all their previous assumptions wrong?
Is Kong Wange not Wen Yan?
Seeing the look of hope turning to despair in Murong Ting's eyes, Lin Cheng felt a pang of heartache. Seeing his boss looking lost and speechless, he anxiously asked again on his behalf, "Mr. Yan, please think about it carefully. She might be the nickname or alias of one of your apprentices."
Yan Heli stood up and impatiently used his fan to shoo the two away: "What nonsense are you talking about? I said I don't know you, and that's it. Where did you find your way here? Get out of here!"
Murong Ting was distraught and was about to be driven to the courtyard gate when he was pushed and stumbled, which brought him back to his senses.
He subconsciously looked up and saw Yan Heli's raised left hand, with a green bamboo leaf embroidered on the cuff.
He was stunned for a moment.
"Yan Yan, feel this. I wasn't paying attention and it seems I tore the clothes you gave me. Don't be angry. I'll buy you a hundred new clothes once my eyes are better."
"What? How could you be so careless? This white shirt is mine... cough cough, thankfully, the tear isn't too big. I'll embroider a bamboo leaf to patch it up. White shirt and green leaves, I can still salvage it with some artistic conception."
The conversation they had once shared came to mind. Murong Ting stared at the verdant bamboo leaf on Yan Heli's sleeve, his breathing quickening.
Could there really be such a coincidence in this world?
After a long pause, his eyes lit up. Impossible! This is definitely not a coincidence!
How could Yan Yan, a girl living alone in Peony Residence, have men's clothes?
She must have stolen these clothes from someone else, and that person is very likely her master, Yan Heli.
As for why Mr. Yan said he didn't know Yan Yan, it's either because he genuinely didn't know this alias.
Or they felt it was Yan Yan's privacy and that it was inconvenient to tell this stranger.
After thinking it through, Murong Ting felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
The excitement of finding what he had lost surged through his chest, making him much clearer-headed.
Yan Heli was still driving him and Lin Cheng away.
He blocked the large palm-leaf fan that was slapping him with a sharp, painful motion, and said through the pain, "Master Yan, please stop and let me explain."
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