Ci Jinzhi

  Hearing He Qingxiao say that the emperor paid attention to Mr. Songling, Xinyou's first reaction was disgust.

  She went to Beijing alone, and managed to get to where she is today, but it is likely to be destroyed by someone's whim of interest.

   Then, Xinyou's heart skipped a beat.

  Since Mr. Song Ling has entered the emperor's sight, perhaps she can also use this to do something.

  Xin You looked at the person who revealed this information to her, and silently accepted the favor.

  Of course she knows that for He Qingxiao, ordering his subordinates to investigate directly is the most worry-free.

   "Mr. Pine Ling—" Xin You thought about his words, "It should be a young man."

"should?"

   "I only saw Mr. Song Ling twice. He covered his face, but judging from his figure and voice, he should be very young."

   "Only met twice?" This answer surprised He Qingxiao.

  He has read the entire book of "Painted Skin". Although he is not very interested in this kind of book, he has to say that this is a very attractive ghost story.

  The revival of Qingsong Bookstore is inseparable from "Painted Skin". He thought that the relationship between Mr. Song Ling and Qingsong Bookstore should be very close.

Knowing that this answer is unconvincing, Xin You has a frank face: "Yes, Mr. Songling showed up twice when I was out. The first time he gave me the upper manuscript of "Painted Skin", and the second time he brought me The lower manuscript. Mr. Song Ling said that he did not want people to know his identity and origin, and did not leave his address and contact information."

  Facing He Qingxiao's deep eyes, Xin You smiled.

   Don't say it twice, she has never met Mr. Songling at all. She can only hear about those amazing and brilliant characters from her mother, and she yearns for them.

  The girl looked calm and her eyes were clear, He Qingxiao couldn't help but believe it.

   "Thank you, Miss Kou, for letting me know."

  Seeing that He Qingxiao wanted to say goodbye, Xin You made tea for him in time: "Does Master He want to investigate Mr. Songling?"

  He Qingxiao said truthfully: "I asked today, I need to check."

  Xin You bent her lips: "I have a lot of business today, and I can still pay attention to a master who writes a book. I really have unlimited energy."

  He Qingxiao didn't know if it was an illusion, but every word in these words was normal, but somehow he heard the meaning of irony.

   Sarcastic about the emperor?

  He Qingxiao secretly shook his head.

   He must be thinking too much.

   "Today—" He Qingxiao paused, "Energetic and diligent in government affairs."

   These words are not false. Xu Shi's energy to be the founding king is different from ordinary people. Most people who want to sleep for six hours a day and want to rest after walking a few steps are mostly unable to take this road.

   "It's just that I didn't expect Jinshang to read the storybook." Xin You was worried that He Qingxiao would see something, so she didn't say any more, "Then congratulate your lord on the successful investigation...I have a heartfelt request."

  He Qingxiao made an appearance of listening carefully: "Miss Kou, please speak."

   "I hope Mr. He will try his best not to disturb Mr. Songling. My bookstore relies entirely on Mr. Songling's stories. If Mr. Songling is scared away, the bookstore may fall into business difficulties again."

  He Qingxiao nodded in agreement.

  Xin You sent He Qingxiao out directly through the corner gate of the east courtyard, when Meng Fei who slipped out to buy snacks happened to see her.

  The boy’s phoenix eyes were wide open, and when he returned to the Imperial College, he pulled Duan Yunlang into a corner to report: "Yun Lang, I just saw that Mr. He came out of your cousin's residence!"

  Duan Yunlang was shocked in his heart, and his face was calm: "What's the matter, my cousin runs a bookstore, and sometimes it's inconvenient to talk to people in the bookstore because there are too many people, so I entertain in the back yard."

   "Yes." Meng Fei nodded.

   Friends are so easily persuaded, but Duan Yunlang is not used to it.

Hearing Duan Yunlang's doubts, Meng Fei chuckled: "Don't look at that Mr. He is in an important position, in fact, life is not easy. Lingmei can manage a half-dead bookstore and make a lot of money at a young age. She's a strange woman, so it's strange not to see Mrs. He."

  Duan Yunlang was even more startled, and hurried to find Xin You while he was able to go out at noon.

   "Cousin, why do you think Mr. He often comes to your bookstore to read?"

  Xin You shook his head.

  Duan Yunlang lowered his voice: "Because there is no money to buy."

  Xin You was stunned, and the beautiful picture of the man in red clothes reading a book quietly flashed through his mind.

   So... is it because of poverty?

  However, Xin You discounted Duan Yunlang's words: "Where did my cousin hear the gossip?"

"Really. Don't think Mr. He is a Marquis. In fact, life is difficult. Cousin, don't tell others, just be clear in your heart." Duan Yunlang didn't dare to tell you clearly, after all, cousin is a girl's family. Thin-skinned.

  Xin You: "..." Why does she want to know this?

  He Qingxiao didn't know that "Miss Kou" had a better understanding of him, and quickly arranged for several men to investigate Mr. Song Ling, but the investigation reached a deadlock.

   No matter whether you ask the book writers or the bookstores, no one has seen Mr. Songling.

  This situation is not too unexpected. There are many aborigines in the capital, and there are also many foreigners who come to Beijing to do business, study, or find work. Even Jin Linwei, who is all-pervasive in the eyes of all officials, without knowing the origin of the other person's appearance, finding such a person who hardly has contact with others is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

   The easiest way is to keep an eye on Miss Kou and wait for Mr. Song Ling to show up.

  He Qingxiao went to Qingsong Bookstore again.

  This time it was evening, avoiding the time when there were many book buyers, He Qingxiao waited for Xinyou to come over from the east courtyard, so he simply went to the familiar bookshelf and picked up a new travel journal to read slowly.

  When Xin You came over, this was what she saw.

  It was a very familiar scene, but after hearing Duan Yunlang's words, he couldn't help but look at the money bag on He Qingxiao's waist again.

  He Qingxiao noticed Xin You's arrival, put down the book and walked over.

   "Miss Kou, take a step to speak."

  Considering that there was no one there at this time, Xin You took He Qingxiao directly into the reception room.

   "Master He is looking for me because of Mr. Song Ling?"

  Xin You is grateful for He Qingxiao's help many times, and also feels guilty because he misunderstood that the other party had killed him. If it wasn't about revenge, he would not have allowed the other party to waste his efforts, but now he can only fool to the end.

   "Yes. In the past two days, many investigations have been carried out, but there is no clue for Mr. Songling. I am afraid I will trouble Miss Kou."

  Xin You smiled: "How does Master He plan to trouble me?"

  He Qingxiao was startled for a moment.

  He is naturally keen, and of course he can sense Miss Kou's relaxation in front of him. What happened to make Miss Kou's attitude change slightly?

   And that's certainly not a bad change.

  He Qingxiao thought quickly.

  Not only did he not do much help recently, but he also came to trouble Miss Kou. The only thing he did was to buy a travel book?

   "Master He?"

  He Qingxiao withdrew her thoughts of flying away, and coughed lightly: "Miss Kou, do you mind arranging a subordinate to guard near the bookstore?"

   Drop a piece of Jiageng to comfort book friends who are going to work or school today.