Although the owner of Wan Zhuang felt that Ming Yulong's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him just now, he thought that he didn't want his niece to marry, so he didn't think much about it.

He led the way in front of him kindly, and Rong Yi and Ming Yulong always maintained a distance from him, neither distant nor close.

"Mr. Nan, Mrs. Nan, in front of you is the hall where Wan received distinguished guests. Let's go there and talk about the marriage between Inuzi and Miss Ling San. ”

As soon as he started to talk, he saw someone running over with a panicked expression, glanced at Ming Yulong and Rong Yi, and said in a low voice: "Master Zhuang, my subordinates have something important to report." ”

The owner of Wanzhuang frowned slightly, what a big thing, he had to say it when he was entertaining the people of the Nanling family.

The subordinate of the villa glanced at Rong Yi and Ming Yulong vigilantly, and whispered a few words in the ear of the owner of the village.

His voice was extremely low, and Ming Yulong couldn't hear what he said, so he carefully observed the expression of the owner of Wan Zhuang, and found that after his subordinates finished speaking, his face sank slightly, although it was extremely subtle, but there was a trace of horror in his eyes that she still caught under his eyes.

Waving off his subordinates, Master Wan quickly hid the slightest change in mood, turned to look at Rong Yi and Ming Yulong, and said politely:

"Mr. Nan, Mrs. Nan, Wan has something to lose first. It's rare for the two of you to come to Anyang, so it's better to stay in my village temporarily, and I'll send someone to take the two of you to rest first. When Wan handles the matter, he will discuss it with the two of them, and I hope they will understand. ”

"Master Wan Zhuang has something to do, and go ahead and get busy. However, Nan also has something to say first, Nan Zhi is my niece, and only I have the final say in her marriage. Rong Yi said with a flat expression.

Yesterday, I had already heard Ling Yaotian say that Uncle Nanzhi was not good at talking, so when he heard this, the owner of Wan Zhuang still smiled and responded politely:

"I heard that Miss Ling San grew up with her mother since she was a child, and her uncle is like a father. It is also normal for Mr. Nan to be concerned about her marriage. ”

He seemed to be in a hurry, and after saying this, he was afraid that Rong Yi would say anything to him again, so he immediately turned around and walked outside.

When his figure disappeared in front of the door, Ming Yulong turned his head and glanced at Rong Yi, in such a hurry, even the marriage of the eldest son could be put aside, it would definitely not be a trivial matter.

Could it be something to do with privately minted coins?

At this sensitive time, at a little breeze, Ming Yulong can't help but associate it with the matter of privately minting coins.

She doesn't have much time, a month has already lost a third of her time, and she can't let go of any subtle movements.

"Please follow me this way." The two exchanged a few words with their eyes, and the person who had arranged for the owner of Wan Zhuang to lead them to rest came over.

The two stood up and followed the men to lead the way. When passing by a courtyard, Ming Yulong's gaze paused slightly, and quietly shook Rong Yi's fingers, motioning for him to look.

This is the sword training hall that the two of them broke into that day.

And the new sword kiln under the ground is likely to be a new den for private coinage.

If they wanted to determine whether the reason why the owner of Wan Zhuang was anxious just now had something to do with this, they had to test it

And the how? The corners of Ming Yulong's mouth tilted obliquely, and an idea had jumped into his mind

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Now this is mainly to reveal the background of the male protagonist and pave the way, and there will be a big secret to be revealed later.