Chapter 45 Famous and Profits, One by One

Chapter 45 Long-fashioned fame and fortune, one return one return

Leng Xuanrong said to her father with a smile, "When these things are over, father, the charges you have been framed of should be made known to the world. And those enemies who frame you will also be punished. At that time, the emperor will definitely restore his father to his post and return to the Military Affairs Department.

When Leng Chengqi heard the words, he sighed again. He stood up, took out a piece of wrinkled paper from his sleeve, and took out a brush. He dipped the tea in the cup with a brush and wrote the word " fame and profit" on the paper.

Leng Xuanrong looked at the strong water marks and couldn't help sighing.

She understood what her father meant. After experiencing painful things, no one was willing to face the remaining painful place again.

However, Leng Xuanrong is more aware that if she does not redouble her efforts in such a place, the pain will always be painful.

Leng Xuanrong, who returned to this world, really wants to tell her father that what she is experiencing now is the thing that once left her deep pain. She can't escape, so she can only work hard.

Leng Xuanrong didn't say these words. Not to mention her father's mood now, but only talking about these things now, Leng Xuanrong is not sure that she will be able to develop smoothly according to her expectations.

The previous night was really thrilling for Leng Xuanrong, and there was another thing that worried her most at this time.

Coincidentally, Leng Chengqi also asked about this matter.

"Will there be any change in the things you gave to Li Duen because of the sudden appearance of the prince?"

Leng Xuanrong frowned and thought about it. Li Duen only wanted senior officials. Normally, he should send it out immediately after getting it, but his father's words are also reasonable. Now the high-ranking prince is in front of him. Will he be stupid enough to take a shortcut and directly give it to Du Yilin?

"That thing is already in his hands. I guess he should also read what is written on the paper. Li Duen is eager to be an official. No matter what he does now, there is only one way to wait for him in the end."

Feng Xuanrong said that half of it was true, while the other half was to comfort her father.

What she has done now is well thought out, but this kind of thought out is not without flaws. No matter what, Leng Xuanrong is just a young girl, and there will always be times when she loses one thing.

Now that Li Duen has to reconsider what to do.

After thinking for a long time, Leng Xuanrong didn't come up with an idea. If she wants to temporarily adjust the designed trap, she found that there seemed to be some changes missing on her side.

But she can't figure out what this change should be.

At this moment, there was only a sound outside the door, and someone raised their voices and shouted, "Cold girl!"

Leng Xuanrong ran out and listened carefully to the voices of people outside, and she was shocked.

She opened the door and saw that it was Mr. Liang San standing outside.

Today, Mr. Liang was wearing a plain white gown with a moon-blue ribbon around his waist, and a moon-green robe with faint dark lines. The hair that had been scattered casually in the past is also neatly tied today. It's really a noble man to stand in front of the door like this.

Leng Xuanrong is too afraid of this uninvited guest. There must be something wrong with the other party's sudden door. Leng Xuanrong did not dare to neglect. He hurriedly saluted the third son of Liang and asked, "The third son came to my house... Is there something wrong?"

Mr. Liang nodded with a smile and pointed to the two soft sedan chairs behind him. "Please come with me to a place."

Leng Xuanrong was alert and asked in a low voice, "I don't know where Mr. Liang is going to take me... what happened..."

Mr. Liang looked at the no one around the alley, came to Leng Xuanrong and said in a low voice, "Isn't the matter for the mainland matchmaker not over yet? We went to finish this today.

Leng Xuanrong was stunned when she heard the words. The mainland media woman is dead. What else is not over? Could it be that Mr. Liang wants to do something about this matter?

But before Leng Xuanrong asked again, Mr. Liang continued, "The grudge is difficult, and the hatred is hard to dispel. Cold girl, in fact, I know what you think in your heart."

When Leng Xuanrong heard this, her heart suddenly turned around.

"Three Mr. Liang... What do you mean by that?" When Leng Xuanrong said this, the cold sweat on his forehead had already oozed out.

But Mr. Liang still smiled and said, "Hey, when you saw the mainland matchmaker that day, your eyes obviously wanted her to die. Maybe this is God's will. Girl, if you want her to die, she will really die. In fact, it's not good for that matchmaker to live in this world. It's better for you to be a cold girl as soon as she dies. Right?"

Leng Xuanrong only felt that her hair was straight behind her back. She looked at Mr. Liang San in horror and didn't know what to say.

Leng Xuanrong was not surprised because Mr. Liang killed the mainland media woman, but because of the purpose that Mr. Liang said. Leng Xuanrong was puzzled why Mr. Liang killed the mainland media woman. But if what Mr. Liang said today was sincere, didn't he kill the mainland media woman just for the trace of murder shown by Leng Xuanrong?

Mr. Liang stretched out a hand, put it on Leng Xuanrong's shoulder, and said in Leng Xuanrong's ear in a very low and cold voice, "Miss Leng, although I don't know why I can feel such a strong murderous intention from a little girl like you, in a word, this matter is also a big help to you. We pay attention to etiquette and exchange, and it's time for me to call you.

When Mr. Liang said this, Leng Xuanrong's tension just now suddenly reduced a lot. Since it is a "comma" means that the other party's purpose is not on her, Leng Xuanrong, but that he wants to use himself to achieve other purposes.

Leng Xuanrong greeted her father and then got into the soft sedan chair.

The sedan chair walked slowly all the way, and Leng Xuanrong secretly calculated in her heart.

Mr. Liang is indeed a person who can observe words and colors, but correspondingly, Leng Xuanrong also feels that he seems to be a little too unable to hide his emotional fluctuations.

Leng Xuanrong guessed what Mr. Liang was going to do. A lightning flashed through his mind, and Leng Xuanrong suddenly smiled.

She knows what Mr. Liang is going to do.

Maybe this is the so-called God-given opportunity? Leng Xuanrong thought to herself that she was still worried about how to deal with Li Duen before, but she didn't expect that God had arranged a third son of Liang for her. The third son of Liang has his own small plan, but he never thought that Leng Xuanrong had also begun to calculate.

Leng Xuanrong knows that he is already a better one. No matter how much Mr. Liang knows about himself and his father, it will have no impact on them now, and Brother Yan Liang is backed by Prince Du Yilin. In this way, Mr. Liang San can't take him. What's the matter? In fact, Leng Xuanrong feels that the current third son of Liang should be overwhelmed. At least the current situation of the Liang family is enough for him to use his brain.

No matter how strange he is, he will not let something happen at home.

When the soft sedan chair landed, Leng Xuanrong also made plans for his next move.

She wants to eliminate the people who had grudges with her in her previous life one by one. The first thing to take revenge is Li Duen.

When he got off the soft sedan chair, Leng Xuanrong looked up and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth slightly. She was right about what she guessed. The third son of Liang really took her to the dyeing dust study.

The door of the dyed dust study was heavily guarded, and several black guards stood there with big knives around their waists like wood carving clay sculptures.

Mr. Liang stepped forward and said a few words to one of the guards in black. The guard turned into the yard and waited for about a cup of tea before the guard came out.

"Mr. Dou invited Mr. Liang San to go inside."

Qinwei looked at Mr. Liang San, and then at Leng Xuanrong. After making a request, he stood aside.

Mr. Liang took Leng Xuanrong into the dyeing and dust study. The old man who looked impatiently took them around the front row of houses and went straight to Mr. Dou's study in the back.

It's the first time for Leng Xuanrong to come here. It seems that Mr. Liang hasn't come here many times. As soon as they entered the door, they saw what Mr. Dou wrote on the desk.

Leng Xuanrong and Mr. Liang did not come forward to disturb Mr. Dou. They sat down on the mahogany chair next to them and waited for a long time without seeing the children who usually came to serve tea.

Mr. Liang frowned and stood up and walked to the long row of bookshelves to look at it boringly. Leng Xuanrong was also a little curious and followed him. The books on the shelf were neatly placed. Mr. Liang turned over at will without care, but Leng Xuanrong did not dare to reach out and bang.

Leng Xuanrong remembered that she also had such a study at home when she was very young. Several times she secretly ran to the study to read the books on the bookshelf, and was finally scolded by her father.

At this time, I only heard Mr. Liang beside him say in a low voice to Leng Xuanrong, "Miss Leng, what do you think of this book?"

Leng Xuanrong turned his head and saw that Mr. Liang Sanzi was holding a book called "Qigu Zong Youjuan" in his hand. At a glance, he knew that what was written in this book should be some ghost stories and so on. Leng Xuanrong shook his head, "I'm afraid it's difficult to get to the elegant hall."

Mr. Liang turned two pages and whispered, "There is a mountain named Douyang, mountains and forests meet wild men, clouds, there are immortals here, hair like clear springs, eyes like bright moon, often calling the king's respect, as if in the world..."

After reading these two sentences, Mr. Liang San frowned and muttered, "What does this mean..."

At this time, Mr. Dou's voice came from the side, "It means that there is a place called Douyang Mountain under another sky, where there are immortals. Although they are immortals, they always call the title of monarchs on earth, just like mortals."

As Mr. Dou spoke, he folded up what he had just written and put it in the well-prepared seal, then sealed it with red paint and put it in a small black box at hand.