The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 514 Fight out

Meng Shisan thought for a moment: "...You are right."

There was no possibility for her and Cui Yu to be together, so more than ten years ago, she would never give Cui Yu any chance to misunderstand her.

Of course, because Cui Yu did not express his feelings to her at that time, although she noticed that he treated her differently, she did not have the opportunity to refuse him in person, so until now, this debt of love has not been settled.

Similarly, since she had no intention of marrying Li Shou, shouldn't she find an opportunity, even if not saying it directly, to express indirectly that she did not want to marry into the Eastern Palace?

The more I think about it, the more I think it should be.

"Miss Meng." Jin Baixi's voice came from outside the private room.

Meng Shisan signaled Baozhu to open the door.

Jin Baixi walked in: "Miss Meng, Miss Dong."

Dong Linglong nodded: "Manager Jin."

Although Jin Baixi was just an honest citizen, he was known in the capital as a gentleman who kept his word. No one would doubt his testimony or guarantee.

She has always admired people as sincere as Manager Jin.

"Is there something wrong with Shopkeeper Jin?" Meng Shisan immediately thought of the incident with Lu's noodles. "Did you find out the result?"

Jin Baixi was still hesitating as Dong Linglong was present. Should he wait for Dong Linglong to leave before talking to Meng Shisan about the result alone? Unexpectedly, Meng Shisan asked first.

Since he could ask her face to face, he would not care about Dong Linglong being present.

Then he spoke frankly: "After some indirect investigation, we found out that Minister Ming had no idea that there was a cousin in the market who was bullying people everywhere under his name. This cousin was also very sensible. He didn't dare to make too much trouble and didn't dare to offend people he couldn't afford to offend. He only harmed the powerless civilians."

"Okay." Meng Shisan knew what to do. "Anything else?"

"I won't disturb the two ladies from enjoying their tea." Jin Baixi left the Wulong private room.

As soon as Dong Linglong heard the words "Minister Ming", she immediately had a lot of questions. She didn't dare to interrupt him just now. As soon as Jin Baixi left, she immediately asked, "Yaoyao, did something happen? How is it related to Minister Ming?"

Meng Shisan did not hide anything, so he briefly recounted the story of how Lu's noodles were bullied by the noodle shop next door.

"There is such a thing?" Dong Linglong hadn't encountered this for a long time. There were many noble people coming and going on Jifei Street, and she thought that no one dared to cause trouble.

Meng Shisan nodded, turned to Baozhu and said, "Go back to the mansion, find a few guards to go out with you, go to Lu's Noodles, and guard there. If the noodle shop next door really dares to attack Lu's Noodles, you don't have to be polite, just let the guards beat them out."

Baozhu agreed and left Quexian Tower.

After Dong Kuan and Cui Yu finished talking, they returned to the front lobby from the small courtyard at the back. They were just calling Zhuo Quan to ask about the situation in the Wulong Private Room when they saw Baozhu coming down the stairs.

"Miss Baozhu, do you need anything else?" Zhuo Quan rushed forward before Dong Kuan and greeted her enthusiastically.

Baozhu said: "No need."

Having said that, she walked straight out.

Zhuo Quan knew at a glance that Baozhu had something to do, so it was naturally impossible for him to follow her.

Dong Kuan followed him and said, "Baozhu!"

As he followed her out the door, he called out to Baozhu.

Baozhu turned around and asked: "Mr. Dong, is there something wrong?"

Dong Kuan said: "I just want to ask..." "Miss Dong and my young lady are still in the Wulong private room upstairs." Before Dong Kuan could finish his words, Baozhu interrupted him anxiously.

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked away quickly, no longer paying attention to what Dong Kuan wanted to say behind her.

Dong Kuan was left alone standing at the gate of Quexian Tower with a complicated look on his face.

No wonder there is a saying that a tiger master has no servants. Miss Meng is quite difficult to deal with, and even the maidservant around her is so difficult to talk to.

Chen Sheng guessed, "Sir, seeing Baozhu in such a hurry, it must be because Miss Meng wants her to do something very important and urgent, that's why she is in such a hurry."

Dong Kuan thought so and said, "It was me who tripped her just now... Follow her and see what she is going to do."

"Yes. What about you, sir?" Chen Sheng asked quickly while staring at Baozhu's leaving back.

He had to find out where Dong Kuan was going, and only after he came back with Baozhu would he know where to go.

Dong Kuan raised his feet and walked back to Quexian Tower: "I will sit in the lobby and wait for Yaya to finish talking to Miss Meng, then I will send Yaya back to the mansion. If you come back after that and don't see me in the lobby, then go back to the mansion directly."

Shen Sheng understood everything, and immediately started running towards Baozhu, whose figure was about to be buried in the crowd and could no longer be seen.

Dong Kuan sat back in the lobby and Zhuo Quan immediately served him tea and snacks.

While drinking tea and eating snacks, he carefully recalled the interview that had just ended.

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that not only his elder sister had no interest in Yun Song, but Yun Song also seemed to have no interest in his elder sister.

I was just talking to him the whole time, and I said a few words to my older sister, and that was it.

After this meeting, he went back and told his mother that there was no need to think about it anymore.

Yun Song rode all the way back to the Yun Mansion and went to see Yun Zhiwu first.

Upon learning that his grandfather was not in the main backyard at the moment, but reading in the study in the front yard, he turned around and headed straight for the large study in the front yard.

In the large study, Yun Zhiwu was leaning behind the desk, reading a book intently.

It is commonly believed that as the chief military general, the General of the Auxiliary State should prefer martial arts to literature. In fact, this is wrong. If he had not been born in a family of military generals, he would actually prefer literature.

Now that I am old, what I often do at home is to calm down and read a book carefully.

This was a scene that would appear in his mind from time to time when he was young, riding on horseback on the battlefield and killing everyone.

From then on, he knew that if he could choose, he would choose literature rather than martial arts.

"Grandfather." Yun Song walked into the large study.

Outside the door of the big study, Cong Zhen, like Steward Zhong who had been waiting outside earlier, stood guard at the foot of the stone steps of the corridor with their brows lowered and their eyes closed.

"I'm back." Yun Zhiwu put down the book in his hand and looked at his handsome eldest grandson happily.

The older the eldest grandson gets, the more he looks like the eldest son.

"Yes, my grandson is back." Yun Song walked to the first chair under the desk and sat down. He glanced at the title of the book that Yun Zhiwu had just put down. It was a book about the unofficial history of the dynasties that his father loved the most before he died on the battlefield. "Grandfather is reading this book again."

Yun Zhiwu did not hide his thoughts about his eldest son who died young, nor did he feel sad when his eldest grandson mentioned it. He just nodded and said, "Unconsciously, it has been more than eight years since Dalang died in battle."

Time flies so fast and makes us grow old.

More than eight years have passed, and the eldest grandson has grown up and reached adulthood.