"What? Let me keep it for you? ”

Fan Meng was shocked by Li Chengfeng's words again.

What is the concept of 600,000 gold? For now, buying the entire Chang'an Avenue is more than enough.

Even Fan Meng's West Wing Pavilion was only established after spending about 5,000 gold.

In other words, 600,000 yuan is equivalent to 120 West Wing Pavilions!

Suddenly, Fan Meng frowned and looked at Li Chengfeng, and said, "Eighth Prince, I'm afraid that your money is not clean, so you want to put it in the little woman's West Wing attic, right?" ”

"Impossible! Boss Fan Meng, don't worry, the way this money comes from is absolutely clean, and it is all money earned by me Li Chengfeng himself! ”

"Then why don't you take it back to the palace and dedicate it to your father?"

"I just didn't want to dedicate it to my father, that's why I came to you for help!" Li Chengfeng probed, looked around Chang'an Avenue, and said, "Boss Fan Meng, I won't tell you that my father is actually very greedy for money!" He honestly tried his best to get my money, and it was no longer safe for me to put my money, so I wanted to put it with you and let you keep it for me! ”

"Then, the eighth prince, you are not afraid, the little woman took your money and ran away?"

"It's okay! You run, you run to the sky, and I can find you! Besides, this is Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, and I can come in with all this money, because I am the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty, and you, a woman, have no power or power, so it is impossible for you to leave Chang'an City with this money! ”

"Well, the Eighth Prince, you're right! Okay, then you can store the money in the little girl's West Wing attic! The little woman naturally won't touch any of the Eighth Prince's money! Of course, if you believe me!"

"Of course I believe you, otherwise how could I come to you on Chang'an Avenue!"

After that, Li Chengfeng asked the eldest grandson Wuyi to arrange a few subordinates to carry a large box full of gold, and moved it into the basement of the backyard of the West Wing Pavilion with Fan Meng.

This basement exists under an underground area, and if there is no secret door key, ordinary people will not be able to notice that there is a dark room on the ground under their feet.

Put all the gold here, and Li Chengfeng can be regarded as at ease!

……

Suddenly, Fan Meng came to Li Chengfeng's side and said, "Eighth Prince, the little woman has done you this favor, but the little woman also wants to let the Eighth Prince do me a favor, is it okay?" ”

"Okay, you say!"

Li Chengfeng readily agreed.

Only by helping each other can we go further!

I saw Fan Meng suddenly frowning, and his expression didn't look very natural.

After some thought, she finally took a deep breath and pulled out a red sachet from her jacket pocket.

Then from the sachet, he took out a note.

Fan Meng opened the note and said, "Eighth Prince, may I ask, do you know the handwriting on this note, who wrote it?" ”

At the moment when he said this, Fan Meng's eyes obviously showed a deep hatred.

Li Chengfeng took a closer look and said, "The font is good, but how can I know who wrote it?" It's so big in the world, boss, don't you want me to find someone, right? ”

"Yes, the Eighth Prince, the little woman implores the Eighth Emperor to be able to make decisions for the little girl and help the little girl find, twenty years ago, kill the people who are full of little women!"

"What? Twenty years ago, the people who killed your whole family? Who? Who did that? ”

Hearing this, Li Chengfeng was also very surprised.

She really didn't expect that the proprietress of Fan Meng in the West Wing Pavilion would actually be wiped out by someone? She's the only one left?

I saw Fan Meng suddenly kneeling at Li Chengfeng's feet and said, "Eighth Prince, I think this matter, only the Eighth Prince can help me!" ”

"Originally, I didn't plan to ask the Eighth Prince to help me! But Fan dreamed about it, twenty years ago, the person who killed the Lin family was said to be an important official of the imperial court! The little woman has no power or power, and I am afraid that she will not be able to find the enemy of the tribe in this life. So the little girl wants the eighth prince to help the little girl find who is the Lin family who killed the little girl back then? In this life, the little girl can make cows and horses for the Eighth Prince! ”

Fan Meng lowered her head and spoke, but Li Chengfeng could hear the resentment in her tone and the choked breath.

Yes, it was a heart-wrenching thing to be killed.

Mr. Lee also seems to be aware of the seriousness of the problem.

He didn't know that the proprietress Fan Meng, who usually talked and laughed with handwriting, still hid such a background and secret?

Li Chengfeng continued to look at himself on the note, only to see a line of confused big characters written on it: The Lin family has changed, tonight, the door is full of beheading!

"Has the Lin family changed? Tonight, all over the house? The Lin family? Fan Meng, were you called Lin Meng before? Li Chengfeng asked.

Fan Meng nodded and said, "Yes, Eighth Prince!" The little girl's original name was Lin Meng, because twenty years ago, my family suffered a tragedy, and I saw with my own eyes that a group of people in black broke into my home and killed all my parents and relatives! Later, I was taken out of the Lin family by my uncle, changed my name to Fan Meng, and lived a small business life! ”

"Later, I made some small money, so I came to Chang'an City in Datang and opened a West Wing Pavilion Restaurant! But I have never forgotten what happened 20 years ago! Although I was only three years old at the time, when I think about it, my heart still feels like a pinprick in my heart! I saw my mother stabbed in the chest with a knife and fell at my feet! ”

"That night, there was only a misty light in my eyes and a miserable cry in my ears! I didn't even know what was going on, my whole family was killed!"

Fan Meng said as he spoke, and a few crystal teardrops slipped from the corners of his eyes again.

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath and said, "Then where did you live in the past?" ”

"Datang, Youzhou City!" Fan Meng said slowly.

Li Chengfeng nodded slightly and muttered, "Well, Youzhou City, the Lin family?" When I return to the palace, I'll help you check what happened to the Lin family in Youzhou City twenty years ago! ”

"Okay, then the little girl will thank the Eighth Prince!"

"As for this note, you might as well bring it with yourself! I memorized this man's handwriting, and if I saw the same font after the palace, I would know who wrote the note! ”

"Okay, little girl, thank you to the Eighth Prince!"

Fan Meng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then stood up from the ground.

Li Chengfeng continued: "It's not easy to offend the important ministers of the imperial court, if there is any big secret, maybe I won't be able to suppress it at that time!" But if it was really because your Lin family committed a big crime back then, so that people were beheaded all over the house, would you still choose to take revenge? ”