Chapter 110: Yes
Song Yisheng sat at the table, staring at a teacup, silent for a while.
Liang Jiu spoke: "You, how can you be sure it's him?" β
Changning was silent for a moment.
Song Yisheng's senses were keen, and he immediately looked at her.
"When I was in the official slave department, someone followed me." Changning's nose seemed to reverberate with that fragrance.
As early as on the battlefield, when Fang Qian relayed Mu Lang's words to her, she had this suspicion.
Until that day, the good news from Liaodong came.
Even Changning is inevitably amazed at the world's great talents.
The overall situation of the world is well understood, and the golden sun of the future of the Turks is played between applause.
No one in the world can do it better than him.
And how could such a shrewd person do useless work?
Changning raised his chin: "Don't you think that the king of Liaodong County has guarded Liaodong for generations, but Na Mu Lang suddenly came to Qing'an, is it really just to play Na Ruo and cause a war between the two countries?" β
Song Yisheng's eyes sank: "He's for the trick." β
"That's right." Changning nodded.
She can now be sure that on the night when Guan Nusi smelled the fragrance, it must have been Mu Lang who discovered her and the wooden hairpin.
Changning suddenly inhaled, his heart beating violently, and he was irritable for a moment.
Damn the king of Liaodong County.
He must have seen it, saw where she hid the hairpin, so he didn't take it while she was sleeping.
Changning grinds his teeth, like an angry little leopard, baring his teeth and grinning.
Even if he abides by the way of kings and ministers.
At least he didn't take advantage of people's danger, and he was a gentleman above board.
Changning let out a long sigh.
Thinking about it this way, the man with a beautiful hand but a mediocre appearance who picked up the hairpin on the street that day was Mu Lang.
Changning was helpless.
Unexpectedly, the past and present lives were combined, and the first time she saw this real fiancΓ© would be in such a scene.
Fake falls.
It's embarrassing.
But Changning obviously doesn't mind this.
What she cared about was that he helped her open the hairpin.
The moment he picked up the hairpin, he opened the mechanism of the hairpin.
It seems that he has a lot of attainments in mechanical skills.
It can be inferred that Na Mu Lang has the ability to take the things under the floor tiles of the City God Temple.
But he left her behind.
Not only did he leave behind the original tricks and crossbow arrows, but he also left behind a set of disguise techniques.
Changning had long been suspicious of the disguise technique and the water-avoiding ointment, and now that he strung everything together, he realized that it was Mu Lang who was behind his help.
Does he pity her orphan girl, or does he have an old relationship with the Mo family and have a heart to help?
Changning's fingers were clasping on the table.
Song Yisheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw her flickering anger: "What did you think of?" β
"I was thinking that maybe there were two tricks under the tiles, and he took the more crucial one, which happened to record the preparation of crossbow locks. And what was left to me was only the basics, or rather, the parts he had already mastered. Changning half-truthfully said his guess, which was extremely confusing.
Song Yisheng thought so.
Changning said: "This matter still depends on the Hou Ye to investigate." β
Song Yisheng narrowed his eyes: "The crossbow lock, was it made by the Shen family?" β
Changning's face was unwavering, and he nodded lightly.
Song Yisheng raised his chin at Yang Dehai, and Yang Dehai retreated in response, obviously going to Shen's house to check the origin of the crossbow lock.
The trick is Song Yisheng's capital to climb up, and he must know if he was really obtained by Mu Lang first.
If this is serious.
Song Yisheng closed his eyes, feeling quite powerless.
Whether it is his family background or personal ability, why should he compare with Mu Lang.
Song Yisheng was upset and pressed his temples with both hands.
"By the way, did you get your crossbow back?"
He knew very well that this matter was not done by Song Yijin, so the person who took away the divine crossbow must be the real Mu Sheng.
Changning nodded: "I don't know when I came back." β
Song Yisheng's eyes moved.
He was completely caught up in the "truth" that Changning had carefully concocted with half-truths and half-truths.
It is true that Mu Lang took the first step, and it is false that the thief god crossbow is a wooden life.
But because the first thing was true, Song Yisheng took it for granted that the divine crossbow had indeed been stolen.
And this person who stole the crossbow and shot three stars to catch the moon must first of all have an extremely good understanding of the mechanism, and secondly, his body shape is similar to Song Yijin, and he is likely to be a woman.
Mu Lang is famous all over the world, not only because of his talent, but also because of his amazing appearance.
Song Yisheng had heard of these for a long time, so the real Mu Sheng could never be Mu Lang.
Who could that be?
He was suspicious again and looked at Changning.
The girl also looked at Song Yisheng: "I still don't know something, how did Sister Ling make my Mo family pass on the crossbow, could it be that the ancestors of the family are also doing tricks?" β
Changning stared at Song Yisheng's face, trying to find a flaw.
As early as when Song Yisheng said that the Song Mo family had an old relationship, she had this question.
General Song is a military general who stays in Qing'an all the year round, while Mo Shilang is far away in Chang'an and is a civil minister from the imperial examination.
It wasn't until Song Yijin shot her with a silver needle and was able to escape with her life that she suddenly woke up.
Could it be the mechanism technique that the two of them learned when they were young?
This speculation had been brewing in her mind for a long time.
Today, with the help of the identity of "Mo Chengyin", I can just listen to some news from Song Yisheng's mouth.
Sure enough, as Changning expected, Song Yisheng said some old things.
General Song and Mo Shilang were indeed old acquaintances when they were young, and they also liked mechanical arts, and General Song also taught their brother and sister some things when he was alive.
It's a pity that General Song left early, and he didn't even see his son's last side, so naturally he couldn't leave anything behind.
Some of what he said was also known from the letter Mo Shilang gave him.
Changning raised his chin slightly.
The Song family really has a secret.
Song Yisheng said lightly, but Changning obviously felt that it was not just a hobby.
Otherwise, how could Mo Shilang tell Song Yisheng such an important secret as the trick, and in turn he calculated his life.
"It's getting dark, I'll go back first." Song Yisheng glanced at the sky and got up to say goodbye.
Unconsciously, the balance in his heart had begun to tilt in favor of Changning.
And Song Yisheng has always been flaunting his brother, so he naturally has to make a sufficient posture and abide by the defense of men and women.
It wasn't until Song Yisheng left that Changning let go of a string and put away the chain crossbow hidden under the table.
Although she planned carefully, Song Yisheng was not a small role in the end, and she still made two preparations.
After all, this adventure is tantamount to fighting against a tiger, and it is very dangerous, but if it wins, the reward is also very rich.
Changning narrowed his eyes slightly.
When Song Yisheng walked out of this door, he fell into her carefully woven fishing net.
If you want to get out, you have to peel off a layer of skin.
And that missing page is a great gift.
Changning chuckled.
She had not forgotten for a moment that purpose.
The girl sat in a rocking chair under the vine trellis in the yard, her eyes closed.
She was still thinking about the relationship between the Song family and the trick.
This incident always felt strange to her.
But next, it's the performance of the Song family brothers and sisters.