According to his confession, he originally wanted to sell Lin Wanyan, but the rumors were too tight at that time, so he had to kill him and bury his body in Hopeless Slope in order to protect himself."

"Did you send someone to verify?"

"Well, after many years, the corpse has already become a pile of white bones, but on the clothes wrapped in the bones, there is a place embroidered with the word "smoke", and there is also a golden hand ring engraved with the imprint of Rongguofu, which should be Miss Lin's belongings. As he spoke, Situ Yu took out the small golden bracelet from his waist.

Mu Yu stretched out his hand to take it, although this hand ring has been buried in the ground for many years, but there is not much wear, it still looks bright at the moment, look carefully, the narrow ring wall is indeed engraved with the words "Rongguo Marquis Mansion Shun Emperor three years".

"If those people are buying and selling Miss Lin for money, why would they leave this golden hand ring?"

"According to the man's confession, this bracelet is engraved with the mark of Rongguofu, even if he takes it, he doesn't dare to make a move, and he is even more afraid that he will be found on his body, so he buried it in the soil." While this reason was reasonable, he knew that it was not the case.

"Do you think that just by virtue of these, the old marquis will recognize me?" She didn't think that an old man who used to be so powerful could be so easy to deceive.

"He will! Since his son and granddaughter had an accident one after another, the old lady has also been ill, and now he is left alone in the Rongguo Marquis Mansion. The world says that he is a lonely star who has killed his children and grandchildren, and he has not had a good time these years. "If you are not sure, how can you arrange it like this?

What's more, after so many years, the old man should also know whether his blind concession and forbearance have not won the result he wants.

Mu Yu looked at the golden hand circle and was silent. Such a battle-hardened general is so bleak in his later years, and his own impostuing is good or bad for him?

Before they met, Mu Yu had already developed pity for this "grandfather".

"Don't think about it, he's not that vulnerable."

Mu Yu raised his eyes to look at him, how did he know what was in his heart?

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of the Hou Mansion, and the herdsman saw that the gate was closed, the wall paint was mottled, and it was a deserted and depressed scene.

But no matter how vicissitudes of life have been left by the years, it is difficult to hide the grandeur of this mansion, and it is not difficult to imagine the scenery of those years.

Xiao Jiu stepped forward to knock on the door.

In the middle of the ring, an old servant opened the door, saw a few people, was slightly stunned, and then bowed to Situ Yu: "The prince is here, the master is in the study, please come with me!" The words were calm, as if their arrival had been expected.

Situ Yu nodded, walked inside, and Mu Yu followed.

The old servant led them all the way to the door of the study and shouted inside: "Master, His Royal Highness King Chen has come down!" ”

"Come in, please!" A deep and powerful voice came, but no one came out to greet him.

Mu Yu thought about it in his heart, this old marquis has a lot of shelf, but looking at Situ Yu's face, he doesn't seem to mind.

Just thinking about it, Situ Yu had already stepped through the door.

Mu Yu also walked in, only to see that the room was full of calligraphy and paintings, and many of them were still dry.

Take a closer look, these words are all wild grass, the font is vigorous and powerful, such as flowing water, seeing words to know people, the corners of the pastoral mouth hooked a smile.

"Hahaha, how's it going? You can still read the old man's words! The confident and flamboyant tone added a sense of familiarity to the pastoral rumor, and the stinky old man was also so embarrassed when he talked about his medicine and poison technique.

It's just that she hasn't seen the appearance of the person who spoke, which makes her a little curious.

"The old marquis is too modest, your words can be called a must in Changli!" Situ Yu replied in the direction where the voice came.

Mu Yu turned his head to look at him, and for the first time he had seen him look and speak so respectfully.

"Good boy, when did your mouth become so sweet?" As soon as the words fell, I saw a person squeezed out of the calligraphy and painting.

This person is the old marquis Lin Zhong, a refreshed and healthy old man. The crane's childish face and lack of anger and self-authority are not much different from Mu Yu's imagination, but his outfit surprised her.

Although I guessed that he wouldn't dress very formally, I didn't expect it to be so casual. Dressed in a light gray coarse cloth coat, with a cloth belt of the same color tied around his waist, and a pair of black cloth shoes with mille-feuille soles on his feet, he looked like an old man in the countryside at a rough look.

"Girl, have you seen enough? I'm a bad old man, am I that good-looking? ”

Mu Yu was stunned by this question, and two red clouds suddenly rose on his face, and he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry! The juniors are rude! ”

"Heh, don't be angry, this Wanyan girl must be so rude because of her heart!" Isn't it sharp-toothed on weekdays, how can this be so honest! Situ Yu glanced at her mockingly.

Of course, Mu Yu understood the meaning in his eyes, although the old marquis's angry appearance was pretended, but he was indeed rude.

And when the old man here heard Situ Yu say this, his expression was slightly restrained, and his eyes flashed brightly, and he looked at the woman in front of him quietly. Half loud, he looked at Situ Yu quite meaningfully.

"Haha, Lord Chen is really a person with a heart! Lao Fu, tea! He raised his hand and motioned for everyone to take their seats.

When it comes to business, everyone's address has become formal.

Soon, the old servant brought tea and served it.

The pastoral rumor is very strange, is there only this master and one servant in this huge Hou Mansion?

Situ Yu pursed his lips and was silent, with a leisurely demeanor, it seemed that everything was in his calculations.

The old marquis picked up the teacup unhurriedly, blew off the foam on his face, and took a sip of hot tea.

The moment the teacup was put down, a deep voice also sounded: "Lord Chen, you have worked hard to find your granddaughter for the old man, let's say, how should the old man thank you?" A pair of eyes that are insightful of the world looked at Situ Yu with a smile.

"The old marquis is so sure that she is your long-lost granddaughter?" Situ Yu met those shrewd eyes and said tentatively.

"The old man is old and dazzled, and he can't tell the truth from the fake. However, the old man believes in His Royal Highness King Chen, if you say yes, then it must be! ”

"Hahaha, the old marquis is really an understanding person! Your trust in this king is the best thanks! Situ Yu glanced sideways at the silent pastoral rumor, and then said: "But this king is coming today, and there is still something to discuss with the old marquis......

"No need, my old man doesn't get involved in your young people's affairs, as long as Wanyan agrees, I naturally agree." With a big wave of his hand, he interrupted Situ Yu's words.

Situ Yu was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Wanyan and I fell in love at first sight, so naturally we agreed, thank you to the old marquis!" "This old man is really a human spirit, what is his own calculation, he seems to have guessed a long time ago.

Love at first sight? How strange is this word coming out of his mouth!

Mu Yu lowered his eyes, pondering the conversation between the two.

I didn't expect this recognition meeting to be so smooth, and even the tokens prepared in advance were useless, it seems that this old marquis is either stupid, or he has seen through his identity.

Is it just that such a wise old man looks like a fool?