Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Chapter 116

"The girl in the carriage is my niece. I have watched her grow up since I was a child. It is absolutely impossible to be your master's daughter. Besides, she will grow up in the capital, so I can hear her accent."

The other party obviously didn't think about the problem with the accent, and after Mr. Mo's reminder, he also reacted.

When they were in the teahouse just now, they did overhear the conversation between the little girl and the waiter.

Accent, definitely not a local accent.

Several people showed disappointed expressions.

"So that's how it is. I misunderstood, so I won't delay my husband."

The five turned around and left.

At this time, Mianmian jumped out of the carriage, "Wait a minute."

When they saw Mianmian, their eyes lit up and they turned back.

When Mr. Mo saw it, he immediately shielded Mianmian behind him nervously.

The other party didn't care about Mr. Mo's vigilance, and took out a portrait from his pocket, and carefully compared it with Mianmian.

Finally, he shook his head regretfully.

"excuse me."

"Big brother, can you show me your portrait?"

The other party thought for a while, and carefully handed the portrait into Mian Mian's hands.

The portrait depicts a very lucky little girl, probably because her face resembles Mian Mian, so the five people misunderstood it.

The doubts in Mr. Mo's eyes were relieved a lot. He took the initiative to talk to these people and talked about the origin of the little girl in the portrait.

It turned out that this little girl was the first daughter of a family surnamed Xiao in Youzhou. She was arrested and taken away some time ago. The Xiao family dispatched a lot of people, but her whereabouts are still unknown.

"The Xiao family, may I ask if there is a young master named Xiao Jiyuan in your family?" Mr. Mo asked suddenly.

The other party became cautious, "That's right, it's the third young master in the house. Dare I ask if you know my third young master?"

Mr. Mo said: "I have met him a few times, and we have been to Mobei together."

The other party seemed to have some knowledge in the Xiao family, and he could speak well. After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Could it be that you are Mr. Mo?"

"How do you know my uncle's surname is Mo?"

Mianmian raised her head and asked in a childish voice.

The other five immediately took a step back, cupped their hands, "It turned out to be Mr. Mo, I was really rude, and I hope Mr. Mo will not blame you."

Mr. Mo waved his hands indifferently, then turned his head and glanced at Mianmian.

Mianmian didn't know what she did wrong, she asked them, "What's the name of the young lady in the portrait? I can tell you when I see it later."

"My young lady's name is Xiao Qiyun, she is six years old this year."

"She is one year older than me. Who was she captured? What did those people look like?"

"This... I really don't know."

Mianmian sighed: "You said that your lady was captured by someone, so what's the use of just painting a portrait of your lady? You should also draw the portraits of the people who captured him. Alone, you can follow the clues to find your young lady."

The other party touched his head, that's right, how can he just draw a portrait of the young lady?

"Thank you for the reminder, little girl."

Mianmian narrowed her eyes, and returned the portrait to the other party proudly, "You're welcome, you're welcome, as long as you can find someone."

The other party originally planned to invite Mr. Mo to Xiao's house as a guest, but Mr. Mo refused on the grounds that he also had important matters to attend to, and asked them to keep it secret and not reveal their whereabouts.

Five people repeatedly promised not to leak it.

After getting into the carriage, Mr. Mo caught Mianmian and reminded her not to say everything when she was away from home, especially her name, origin, address, etc., she should be more cautious.

It was only then that Mianmian realized that she had missed something, "Master, what is your relationship with the third young master of the Xiao family? It seems that the people of the Xiao family respect you very much!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Mo's mouth, and his eyes softened a lot, "He is my friend, and we used to travel around to study when we were young, but that was a long time ago."

After his family suffered a catastrophe, in order not to affect his relatives and friends, he has not seen him for a long time, and now he does not know what to do.

Mianmian looked forward to it, "No wonder Master has been to so many places before, it would be great if Mianmian could go to so many places in the future."

I'm afraid it will be difficult!

The world today is not like when Mr. Mo was young, when they went out to play games and never worried about safety, but now they need to be careful wherever they go, be careful.

The whole world has become chaotic, that is, in the past few years, Si Chenye has been in power and promulgated several policies to benefit the people, so that the people's lives can breathe.

Without Si Chenye, the world would have been in chaos.

To some extent, Si Chenye is more powerful than the emperor.

Mr. Mo helped him because of this.

Mr. Mo was also very moved by the story of Si Chenye and Miss Jiang's family. When he was young, he also looked forward to love, but as he grew older, this thing has long been dispensable to him.

Soon, the four of them rushed to the village. Xiao Xiazi rented a yard from the villager's house. It was the yard of the eldest son of the village chief's family.

Opposite the yard is a lush green field. At this time, many people are bending over to remove insects and mow grass in the field.

Mianmian suddenly became less sleepy, and ran towards the wheat field with a lot of noise.

People in this village have never seen such a delicate little girl, and they all stopped to look at her.

Although Mianmian was excited, she was only running on the field stalks, and did not run into the field to damage the seedlings. She was very good-looking, and she was the kind of child who looked blessed, so the villagers couldn't help but look at her more A few glances.

An old woman even took out a candy from her pocket and gave it to Mianmian.

Mianmian didn't eat it, put it away, squatted next to the old woman and talked to her, "Grandma, is there any story in your village, can you tell me?"

Mr. Mo also walked to the field ridge and chatted with the people here.

When it came to farming, the villagers talked eloquently, but when it came to the situation in Jiangling County, they suddenly faltered.

"Your Excellency is going to the county seat of Jiangling County. I advise you not to go there. The place is haunted by ghosts."

It was the head of the village who spoke.

"I have never believed in ghosts and gods, so it's okay to go and see."

The village chief looked at Mr. Mo's scholarly attire, and was not surprised by his words.

"A lot of people who passed by said they wanted to go to the county seat to have a look, but without exception, they all died in the end, and their bodies were still hanging on the tower. It was a miserable death."

The village chief closed his eyes and waved his hands as he said that, he was reluctant to recall that memory.

Mr. Mo's face turned pale, as if he was frightened.

(End of this chapter)