Chapter 491: Qing'er's whereabouts
Hearing the words of an old farmer next to him, Han Lingxian frowned slightly. γKendo exclusive no pop-up advertisement reading. γ
Meng Qing suddenly raised his voice, and said in horror with some regret: "Is the Qingjun Lord already gone?!" β
He was originally meant to be heard by everyone, and when he said this, it naturally caused others to turn back.
"I said this brother is from out of town, right?" The old farmer asked with a smile.
"Hey!" Meng Qing showed a sad expression, "If I hadn't heard you just speak, I wouldn't have known that Lord Qingjun had left!"
We are from the next state and county, and the disaster is not much better than here, and I heard that Qingjun mainly came to Zhenzhou to pray for rain, and I didn't believe it in my heart.
The old mother of the family has always believed in the Bodhisattva of Mingjue Temple, and on the fifteenth day of the first month, I have to come to the pillar incense, I heard that the lord of Qingjun is setting up a dojo in Mingjue Temple, and I want to see it at the moment.
But I really didn't believe it at the time, little brother! Just didn't come, who knew that it really brought rain, so I hurried over, but I heard you say that she had already left.
What kind of truth is this, is she doing such a big thing for our people, and she still doesn't want to be worshiped by us? It would be nice to let us people from far away meet each other!
How uneasy it is for me to believe that she could bring us rain! β
"Huh! Brothers! The shopkeeper had a smile on his face, "Don't be discouraged, it's not you alone, it's our big guys, I didn't believe that a young girl could ask for rain at that time."
When I see that it is really raining, I won't say it to everyone! Eighty percent of the brothers and sisters who eat in this building don't believe it!
I'll be honest, I'm not far from Mingjue Temple here, but I didn't go. Why, don't you just don't believe it! β
"That's it!" The scholar laughed, "I don't believe in any ghost legends, and I just think that asking for rain or anything is just for peace of mind." β
"Hearing the big guy say this, I feel much more relieved," Meng Qing smiled, "I'm afraid that I will offend the gods!" I just don't know when Lord Qingjun left? Their footsteps are certainly not comparable to our horses, and they may be able to catch up! β
"Don't think about it," the shopkeeper waved his hand, "Lord Qingjun, they went back the same day, and they borrowed a name at that time!"
said that the county lord was involved in some kind of rebel business, and the people who were watching there were scared a lot, and a big stone fell from the sky at that time!
It can be seen that God is not satisfied, and later I learned that it turned out to be the meaning of His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty the Emperor sent the Qingjun Lord this time, also because there were adults in the palace who deduced the eight characters of the Qingjun Lord.
Now that the rain is coming, His Majesty the Emperor is also afraid that there will be chaos and hurt the county lord of Qing, so he borrowed a name to secretly bring the county lord back to Changjing. β
"That's right, there are a lot of people, maybe there will be some bad actions, and it won't be good to hurt the county lord when the time comes." The reader took the shopkeeper's words and said with a smile.
It immediately aroused the approval of a group of people.
"No matter what, Lord Qingjun has done such a great thing for us in Zhenzhou, and he is our benefactor." The bearded man laughed, and another bowl of wine was served.
"Look, what I thought before may not be true, isn't there a god in this heaven!"
A group of people were talking and laughing, and soon turned the conversation to today's harvest.
Han Lingyan frowned.
This group of people is really a good plan, but such a lame excuse has shut up all the people's mouths.
Meng Qing could see what he was thinking from his appearance, shook his head, and said softly: "This excuse is enough, she is just a weak woman, even if she asks for rain, the people will believe that it is the eight-character statement."
And I don't believe that it's her own ability, in this case, in everyone's hearts, she is still a weak county lord, a county lord, what is worth harming? This also puts a false protective umbrella on Qing'er. β
Meng Qing's analysis was very reasonable, and Han Lingyan knew in his heart that Qing'er at this time must still be in Zhenzhou, and he must be locked up somewhere.
Because Meng Qing's people had been closely watching every move here since the day Duanmu Qing begged for rain, since the chaos of that day, there was no movement to show that she had left.
And there are thousands of sweet potatoes, they can't just disappear out of thin air.
The two of them rushed all the way, although they were extremely tired, but they had no appetite for the food in front of them.
"Jun Hao, we can't do this anymore, let's find a place to rest tonight, tomorrow I will summarize the news here, and then analyze and analyze the places where Qing'er may be, and then eliminate them one by one."
"No, I can't wait, I don't know what he's going to do to Qing'er? The Hidden Kingdom was originally a place full of mysteries, and who knew what secrets were in it that everyone didn't know.
What if they do to Qing'er at that time? β
Han Ling's eyes were blue, and it looked like he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, but those eyes were terrifyingly bright.
Like a cheetah guarding its prey.
"You will be too weak to rest!" Meng Qing also had no room for negotiation, "First, it will take time for my Qing newspaper to be fully collected, and second, if Qing'er is really dangerous, you and I have fallen, how can we hope to be able to rescue people?"
Third, we don't know the strength of the other party, whether Wu Su's people have penetrated into it or not, we don't know, what we want is 100% Jing power.
Fourth, your current situation is delicate, and do not easily break the existing balance, even though it is now about to break. β
He said it in a straightforward and clear manner, so that Han Lingxian had no way to refute, thinking of Duanmu Qing, he could only exhale a long breath in the end: "Okay!" β
In fact, he and Duanmu Qing had encountered many, many dangers, and none of them had ever made Han Lingyan so helpless, because there were too many things in between.
There are too many unknowns, and it makes him suspect what they can't bear.
The two of them hurriedly had a meal, and then found an inn where they didn't raise their eyes and stayed.
This sleep, I slept directly until dawn the next day.
At this time, many people had already gathered at the inn.
Han Lingyan woke up and came directly to Meng Qing's room, and when the two of them walked out of the house, they had completely changed.
It took a lot of twists and turns to get to an alley.
As if he was familiar with the door, Meng Qing took Han Lingxian into the back door of a brothel.
This seems to be a familiar way is not Meng Qing's visit, Han Lingxian knows, it is because someone has left a code enough to discover.
And Meng Qing's familiarity and hiding just made the tail behind him no longer follow.
Walking up to the third floor of this brothel, a clear and handsome Qing official greeted him.
A thin smile appeared on Meng Qing's masked face, and he touched the face of the Qing official: "Where is Miss Yingying?!" β
"Childe came so early, the girl is still asleep this time!" Although the Qing official has never opened a bud, he is used to staying in this Fengyue place, and this scene is still calm, and there is nothing unusual on his face.
"It's okay, your girl Yingying is just waiting for my son! Just take me there. β
The Qing official glanced at the two of them with Ying Ying's watery eyes, and Meng Qing stuffed a silver ingot very sensitively.
"The two sons are here with the slave family." Qingguan still had a smile on his face, and beckoned to take the two of them over.
Han Ling carefully looked at the expression on the face of the Qing official, and quietly said to Meng Qing: "Your acting skills are not bad, if I didn't know in advance, I would have been confused." β
Meng Qing also quietly replied to him: "She is not my person!" β
This shocked Han Ling, he didn't expect that this was also a layer of disguise for them, and it was really real in the virtual, and there was fiction in the real.
Who said that his imperial uncle was an idle prince.
Thinking of his martial arts, Han Lingyan's heart became a little lively.
walked all the way to the door of the innermost room, and the Qing official gently buckled the door: "Is Miss Yingying up?" The two sons said that they had made an appointment with you. β
"Get up early, let them in!" The soft voice of the woman inside came out.
The official turned his face to look at them, suddenly covered his lips with a handkerchief and smiled, and then went out anyway.
Meng Qing and Han Lingxi pushed the door open.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the room was full of all kinds of people.
When they came in, everyone saluted, but none of them spoke.
I also want to know that if so many people speak together, there will be ghosts without alarming the people outside.
"This one is Hao Wang Han Lingxi." As Meng Qing spoke, he tore off the skin on his face.
Han Lingyan, like him, also showed his true face.
When the people in the room saw his original face, they saluted again, without any reluctance or reluctance.
Han Lingyan was originally a martial arts master, and seeing their saluting movements and their behavior habits, he knew what each of them was good at.
I have to say that the overall layout of Meng Qing's stay here is still very reasonable.
"These people are all yours now!" Meng Qing suddenly patted Han Lingyan's shoulder, looking serious.
Han Lingyan looked at him and didn't speak, because from the eyes of his young uncle, what he saw was expectation, and the meaning here was self-evident.
"Say it!" Meng Qing took Han Lingyan to sit down on the couch next to the bed before he spoke, "How did you all inquire about the Qingjun Lord?"
Is there any clue to where she is? β
Han Ling frowned coldly and looked at these people to suppress the tension in his heart. 638
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