Chapter 9: There are so many ideas

In a box on the third floor of Cuiyun Building on the east side of the square, a young man stood by the window, and beside him stood a middle-aged man in a gray robe and about 30 years old.

"Childe, will Yun Yifei's purpose for this trip be the same as ours? After all, Lord Lingguan's body was already a little unable to support it. ”

"Since we can get the news that the ghost doctor disappeared after coming to Mingzhou City a year ago, the Lingguan Palace will definitely learn such news, but I don't know why they sent people to Mingzhou at this time?"

"In addition to the fact that Lord Lingguan's health is getting worse and worse, the subordinates guess that it will be related to the batch of furry yellow that was auctioned in Ruyi Mansion last time?"

The middle-aged man's words made the young man's brows tighten tightly, "Although those batches of furry yellow are good, they can't be compared to jade furry yellow, and besides, if the Lingguan family wants to be furry yellow, they don't have to find it themselves." ”

"Childe, you forgot, the lord once said that Miss Yun seems to be deliberately asking the Holy Lord to hand over the right to buy the yellow to them, and the Internal Affairs Office only needs to allocate funds to them."

The corners of the young man's mouth showed a little ridicule, "She really has a lot of ideas, she doesn't want to incorporate the entire royal family into the Lingguan Palace." ”

"I heard that the eldest prince values Miss Yun very much, and he is also very close on weekdays, if it weren't for the possibility that Miss Yun might succeed him as a spiritual official, the eldest prince would have asked the Holy Lord to marry the two of them a long time ago."

"She wants to be both a spiritual officer and a queen, and her ambition is really not small, heh-"

The young man's sneer suddenly stopped, and he stared fixedly at the circular platform in the center of the square.

"What is Yun Yifei doing? Who is he waving to? ”

The middle-aged man took a step forward, and his sharp gaze quickly swept towards Yun Yifei's sight.

"That direction is full of people, is he just waving his hand to the people?"

"No, look at that man, why did he press the hat down?"

"Childe waits, go down and take a look?"

The middle-aged man jumped out of the doorway, hurried downstairs, and then rushed out through the back door.

"Hey, this figureβ€”"

A young man who was standing behind the young man approached the window and exclaimed in surprise when he saw Lingyin's back.

"Childe, if my subordinates remember correctly, his figure is very similar to the batch of fluffy people in the auction, and his age is no more than fifteen or sixteen years old."

"No, according to his size, he should only be twelve or thirteen years old, but his height is a little abnormal."

The young man folded his hands around his chest, his brow furrowed.

It is easy to increase in height, and if you know a certain amount of disguise, then it is not difficult to dress up as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy at the age of twelve or thirteen, or even younger.

Could it be the same person? Could he be someone Yun Yifei knows? If so, how did he and Yun Yifei meet?

Although the amount of that batch of furry yellow is not too large, the quality is much better than the ordinary furry yellow, and it should come from the depths of Lingshan.

"Ou Feng, do you think such a big boy can come and go freely in the depths of Lingshan alone?"

The young man named Ou Feng looked at his left hand, which was missing a finger, and shook his head firmly, "My subordinates think it's impossible, if it was that easy, Haofeng wouldn't be what he is now." ”

Haofeng was missing a leg, and he just touched his rotting wound and lost a finger.

"The news we received about the ghost doctor will be wrong, could the ghost doctor be a person with strong martial arts?"