103 See Leng Qian again

The middle part of He Xuan's election naturally meant something. She and Liao Yong dispersed other troops and searched everywhere. She and Liao Yong came directly to the "Tianyi Pavilion" with Yu Mo and Yu Qing.

I don't know if the gatekeeper has got the letter in front of him. Just now, there are several "Tianyi Pavilion" guarded by Jingang-like figures, but it has become an empty city. Except that the gate is still closed, there is no one waiting.

Liao Yong stood downstairs, looked up and asked, "Why did you come here alone? If you just let others search for the account, why bother to take me on such a trip?

When he asked, He Xuan remembered that she forgot to explain to him the reason for coming here.

"Brother Ziqing and I just came to this neighborhood once. From the window, I vaguely saw Ziyue..."

"Ziyue? That little boy? Is it possible that he was banned here by Zhu Ze? I also guessed that the kidnare should be Zhu Ze.

Liao Yong said this, but saw He Xuan shake her head slightly and asked, "Am I wrong?"

"Actually, I'm not sure what the situation is, but... Forget it, let's not talk about it. Let's go in and have a look."

With that, He Xuan asked others to stand behind, and she prepared her weapons before she went to the door and pushed the door.

The door was inserted backwards from the inside. He Xuan stepped back and was ready to kick the door. Before she raised her leg, she only heard a young voice coming from inside: "Who is it?"

Several people could hear this voice, and Liao Yong almost replied at the same time as He Xuan, "It's me."

The voice in it paused and then continued, "It's Lord He and Mr. Liao, but others follow them?"

"My two family members." Liao Yong took a few steps back and said, pulling He Xuan down the steps and deliberately blocking her.

Not long, the door of "Tianyi Pavilion" was opened, and it was Ziyue who opened the door.

He smiled at several people and said, "Please come in with me." With that, he made a gesture of invitation to several people.

Liao Yong turned his head and looked at He Xuan. He Xuan nodded, and the four people walked in. When they all entered the door, Ziyue returned and tied the door again. Then he said to them, "Yu Mo and Yuqing, please wait downstairs. Lord He and Mr. Liao, please go upstairs..."

"Why is this?" Liao Yong couldn't help but feel a little nervous and thought to himself, "Do you want to eat us separately?"

But on second thought, what can these four people have to eat separately? If you really want to share food, you should also separate yourself from He Xuan. He looked at He Xuan and saw that she just nodded to Ziyue with a smile, and then raised her foot and walked upstairs. Although Liao Yong was puzzled, he also followed.

The light on the second floor was a little dim, but after the two went upstairs, they still saw at first sight sitting on the indoor futon and meditating.

"Mr. Leng, you..."

Liao Yong just wanted to walk over, but was pulled by He Xuan. This time, He Xuan stood in front of him.

"Mr. Leng, are you all right?" He Xuan asked.

"Do you know I'm here?" Leng Qian did not answer He Xuan's question, but asked rhetorically.

"The younger generation just knew it."

Leng Qian smiled and opened his slightly closed eyes, "Did you think of Ziyue?"

"Although I'm not sure about Mr. Hui's words, I also guessed a little..."

As they asked and answered, Liao Yong looked around. Suddenly, an idea rushed out and he said, "Are you the 'uncle' mentioned in Zhu Ze's mouth?"

Leng Qian heard this, and the smile on his face became stronger, and he nodded to the two.

"It seems that these two masters should have said a lot. Well, he said, there is no need for old age to talk any more.

Looking in front of him, the two young people with lost eyes surged with a trace of unbearance in his heart. "If you want to know anything, ask. It's better for us to talk quietly than to go to that chaotic court.

With that, Leng Qian stopped and waited for He Xuan or Liao Yong to ask him, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see them say a word.

"What? Don't you know what to ask me for a moment?"

He Xuan lowered her head without saying a word. Liao Yong, who stood behind her, looked at her, sighed and said slowly, "Actually, at the moment I saw you sitting here safely, there was still a trace in my heart... Hope, thinking that maybe you were forced to stay here for some reason... But Yes, you just admitted your relationship with them. In fact, you don't need to ask about many things. You can figure it out..."

Leng Qian nodded with a smile, sighed a long sigh, closed his eyes and said, "If Zhu Ze could have half of your intelligence and three points of self-retion, we would not have done so. I also know what you are looking for now. Now, do you still want this thing?"

Liao Yong was about to speak, but he heard He Xuan suddenly ask, "Why did the handwriting of the account disappear last time?" Can the people, events and accounts written above be true?

Leng Qian opened his eyes and said, "That's just a little trick used by Zhu Ze. He found someone and copied it again with cuttlefish juice. After three or four hours, the handwriting will naturally disappear... As for the actual content, it's really true, it's just a little less."

With that, Leng Qian got up from the futon he had just meditated, came to the next inner room, picked up a thicker account from the table than the one they had seen last time, returned to the outside, put the account on the table, and put about a few pages of text on it.

Leng Qian patted the account book and said to He Xuan and Liao Yong, "This account book has been recorded since the first silver we sent. Of course, this is not the original manuscript. The original manuscript was burned down when it caught fire a few years ago.

"The account book mentioned by Zhu Ze does not exist?" Liao Yong asked.

Leng Qian shook his head, "This account should have been destroyed one-on-one a year. Zhu Ze shook himself cleverly and left nearly two years, and all he sold were only copies. And I don't even know this book.

"Since it was destroyed, where did this come from?" He Xuan asked.

Leng Qian heard this and said with a smile, "Although Ziyue's child is still young, he has never forgotten it. What he used is this account book. What you see now is that he rewrote it with his memory. Although I am not as smart as him, the money I sent out still has some memory. I have turned over several times from front to back, and there is nothing wrong.

Hearing this, a huge stone suddenly pressed on the hearts of He Xuan and Liao Yong.

No wonder this Leng Qian once told He Xuan to take good care of Ziyue. It's a blessing or a curse to keep such a big account by his side. It's really not clear.

"As for this," Leng Qian then patted the pages on the account book and said, "Although you don't ask, there are some things I still want to say. However, the old man is old and really doesn't want to be humiliated by the prison. Moreover, if this thing is handed over to others, he really can't be relieved.

"Last night, I heard the servants in the house talking about the virtuous prince coming to marry. The old man thought that Naturally, Lord He would come with him. Therefore, since the sedan chair first stopped at the door of the house, I have let Ziyue stand at the window waiting for you or Lord Zuo to appear.

"Why did you hand over this account to me or Brother Ziqing? Don't you want to give it to the prince?" He Xuan asked.

He smiled coldly and said, "Actually, I don't want this account to fall into General Zuo's hands. It's ideal to hand it over to you or transfer it to you by Mr. Liao. General Zuo is too straightforward. If he talks about charging into battle, he is naturally a good hand. But if he is mixed in the officialdom, I'm afraid that without his father, he doesn't know how many times he has been killed. And you are different. Although you don't understand now, every time you suffer a loss, you will grow wisdom. If you fall, you will never fall in vain. I really want to help you. If this account is in your hands, it's okay if you want to make a clear history; if you want to make a fortune, it's okay. How to use it? I can't teach you!"

Leng Qian's words can no longer be understood.

Liao Yong looked at He Xuan, who was standing in front of him and had never changed the expression on his face, and secretly thought to himself: This cold old man is really a kind-hearted man. Giving this thing to He Xuan, plus a Ziyue, didn't you suddenly push Wuyou to the forefront of the storm? Is he helping Wuyou... or harming her... Naturally, this is definitely not a good thing for He Xuan. It's too late for her to get out of here. How can she dig a hole for her? This thing can't be picked up, it must not be picked up...

Thinking about it, Liao Yong pulled He Xuan's clothes.

He Xuan turned her face slightly and looked at Liao Yong. Naturally, she also understood the weight of this thing, so she just put it there, but He Xuan did not take it...

While they stood thinking, they only heard Leng Qian say, "I'm tired. I'm afraid that the prince will come again in a moment. You can take your things, take Ziyue and leave here. Lord He, I still ask you only one thing. Ziyue is still young, so please save his life.

With that, Leng Qian didn't care whether He Xuan was willing to accept it or not. He just stuffed the account book into He Xuan's hand, and then pushed her and Liao Yong downstairs. As soon as they got downstairs, they heard a tight knock on the door outside. Ziyue looked at He Xuan and Liao Yong downstairs and was about to ask something, but she heard that the door was kicked open from the outside.

Outside the "Tianyi Pavilion", it was illuminated by wind lanterns and torches like daylight. Yunzhen walked into the "Tianyi Pavilion" accompanied by Zu Liang, Zhu Feng and Zhong Ximin.

Liao Yong looked at He Xuan nervously, but she pinched a piece of paper in her hand, but the account book disappeared.