No one could tell Yu Moqing the answer, and she didn't think of what to do for the time being. She could only follow Rong Po quietly and continue to be a mute, with her eyes still exploring the suspicious parts of the Ding Clan Ancestral Hall.

But there was no unnecessary words along the way, Yu Moqing couldn't help feeling a hint of embarrassment of the atmosphere. The group of women called waiters behind her lowered their heads modestly, not daring to make a redundant sound, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.

After she had almost seen the structure of the ancestral hall, she closed her eyes. She noticed that Rong Po in front of her was a little shorter than her, but she grabbed her hand and used some secret force, as if Rong Po's hand had loosened a little and she ran away.

Yes, in the past, how could any weak woman not want to retreat when she saw her? If she hadn't pretended to be a mute girl now, she would have cried and made a fuss so that Rongpo would believe her inner fear. It turns out that Rongpo, who looks smart, is different from others. If it were someone else, she would have been deceived by Yu Moqing's weak appearance. After knowing that she is a mute girl, she would have been more likely to let her go. However, Rongpo had no intention of retreating at all, and even deliberately comforted her. It seemed that there was a ghost in her heart. This made Yu Moqing even more curious. Rongpo was not simple, and Ding's behind her was not a good person. What are their plans?

Rong Po's steps finally stopped, turned around and smiled at Yu Moqing: "Saint, we're at the canteen..." She had already opened a small door in front of her.

Yu Moqing raised her eyes and saw that she stepped over the door. A spacious long table was filled with men, and they all looked at her.

Yu Moqing frowned slightly. There were three men dressed in good clothes sitting in front of the long table in front of him, but his upper body looked obviously shorter. He looked up and down while drinking something, his eyes full of appreciation for items without any concealment.

Other men sitting on the table were dressed simply, but they all looked at Yu Moqing nervously. Occasionally, some men lowered their heads silently and did not dare to look here.

There are many exquisitely decorated plates on the table, but I can't see what is inside. There are a few rays of heat scattered, and it must have been done for a while.

Yu Moqing thought to himself, probably these three men were the three legitimate grandsons of Ding's family who had entered the genealogy? Otherwise, they wouldn't be so prominent among the crowd. Seeing their indifferent and leisurely appearance, they probably didn't know that Ding Si was dead. If they knew that, they would have almost died at her hands, they would have been even more surprised? Maybe she wouldn't be a saint at this time, but was tortured to death by them. After all, she has no support from internal strength now. If the other party has many people, she wouldn't be so sure to beat them.

Yu Moqing glanced at some of the men dressed in simple clothes, guessing in her heart that they might be other villagers in Dingshan Village? It seems that the Ding family's main residence is in Dingshan Village, and everyone is full of fear and admiration. She raised her eyebrows, which was right, otherwise why would those men be willing to hand over their wives in? Although they don't know the specific reason, it can be seen that Dingshan Village is the place where the Ding family's legitimate grandson has calculated it.

A short child walked out of the door, looking ordinary, with a few freckles on his nose, dressed cleanly, wearing plain clothes, smiling on his face, walked into Rong Po, and a voice of his titty breasts sounded: "Mother-in-law, sister... Chu'er wants sister!"

When Rong Po saw this child, her eyes immediately shone with a large soft light, and she stroked the child's head: "Be good, Chu'er, can't see her sister, you want to call the Saint Empress..."

Yu Moqing was covered in black lines, and why did this title become more and more weird when he complained about it in his heart?

The child was not confused, but laughed even more happily, and ran up to take Yu Moqing's hand: "Saint Maiden! Saint Maiden! Let's have a meal...hehe, eat..."

Yu Moqing looked down at the child who was only as high as her thigh. She glanced at the child with a slightly surprised look. The child was wearing a wooden jade crown on his head. She thought to herself, wasn’t it that when he was only a young man in ancient times, he could wear a crown? This child? When she saw the child tilting his head and smiling at her, she suddenly felt that his smile was a little stupid, not as simple as an ordinary child.

As if he felt a strange expression on Yu Moqing's face, the "child" muttered: "Does the Saint Miss don't like Chu'er... No! No! The Saint Miss can't leave Chu'er... No! No! No!"

Yu Moqing originally thought to continue observing the "child", but for reasons, she pretended not to notice anything, smiled faintly at the "child", pulled out her hand from Rong Po's hand, waved at him, and shook her head.

Rong Po said softly with a loving expression: "Be good to Chu'er, the Saint Empress will be busy preparing for the Saint's Festival these days. Don't mess with the Saint Empress... Take us in quickly, the Saint Empress is hungry..." Perhaps because of a trace of kindness to Chu'er, Rong Po did not explain that Yu Moqing was a mute girl, so he could not answer Chu'er.

Chu'er curled her lips again, but still nodded obediently, let go of Yu Moqing's hand, stood at the door, and humbly led her hand.

Then the group of women behind him walked to Yu Moqing again, lowered their bodies, and circled their hands, as if they would set a special way for Yu Moqing: "Please invite the saint."

Rong Po had already stepped into the door, stretched out her hand again, and called out very affectionately: "Come in, Saint, don't be afraid..."

Yu Moqing knew from the hands of these maids that there were a series of strange rituals behind him, so he was not surprised. He just smiled slightly and was about to reach out, but was slightly stunned.

When Rong Po was in the prefabricated room, she held her hand immediately. At this time, Rong Po stood inside the threshold, her arms stretched out slightly longer, so her sleeves slid slightly, revealing her arm wearing a jade bracelet with a poor color. Seeing Rong Po's arms were fair and smooth, it made people think of the four words "Pearl and Jade". If Rong Po was older, her face was waxy and wrinkles were normal, but what happened to this arm that was completely inconsistent with Rong Po's appearance? Could it be that they were old first because of their appearance, not their bodies?

However, she also knew that this was not the time to be confused, so she was slightly surprised and immediately hid. She held Rong Po's hand and followed her into her feet pretending to be shy.

Everyone in the canteen made a slight admiration.

"Look at it, she's so white..."

"Isn't it? Otherwise, why would he be called a saint? If he is not such a person, will Ding bring it home?"

"Where did you get such a clean woman?"

"Bao, what did you get? This is what our Dingshan Village asks God! Otherwise, how could God send the saint to us?"

"That's right, will you talk?"

"Dede, I can't talk. You are the best, especially your wife... Hehe, you can talk at that time!"

"You are shameless! What a sage, you are a maid for the saint! Hahaha, even if you have a saint, you still want a woman!"

The sounds that were rising and falling one after another were quite vulgar and vulgar, completely unpleasant. Yu Moqing was taken to a specific seat by Rong Po, who happened to see the three legitimate grandsons of Ding. Yu Moqing raised his eyes and saw the three men's eyes staring at her.

She thought to herself, just imagine that her appearance is not better than her in this world, but she is just a little older than her real age. She can even covet her appearance. How long has it been since the people in Dingshan Village seen a beauty?

As soon as she sat down, Rong Po immediately let out her hand, probably to report something to Ding Da.

But Yu Moqing immediately pretended not to adapt and quickly grabbed Rong Po's hand and refused to let her go. His eyes were full of panic and he shook his head.

Seeing this, Rong Po comforted her for a while: "Saint, please sit down, I'll come when I go. Look, the seat opposite the Saint is not far away... Isn't the Saint hungry? This meal was specially arranged today, so there is no need to worry about the Saint doing it yourself. The children and servants will serve the Saint to enjoy later..."

Yu Moqing was willing to let go of her hand, her eyes were full of reluctance, which was clearly trusting Rong Po. As expected, Rong Po had just walked towards the man in the middle of the seat opposite her, and two women walked from left to right behind, and began to set up bowls and chopsticks for Yu Moqing, and were busy choosing vegetables for her.

Yu Moqing took advantage of the two female servants' service and looked up slightly at the opposite side.

Rong Po is Ding's eldest daughter-in-law, so she is Ding Da's wife. I just heard that these people Ding Da is very status, so the one Rong Po is approaching must be Ding Da. At first glance, Ding Da is thinner than Ding Er and Ding San next to him, with a thin face and a little dark, but his eyes were bright and bright, and he had been locked on Yu Moqing, without any slackness. There was an exaggerated smile on the corner of his mouth, which was really presumptuous.

Seeing Rong Po in Ding Da's ear, Ding Da was slightly stunned, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly subsided. He looked at Yu Moqing from time to time, and asked Rong Po in disbelief.

Yu Moqing saw Ding Da's mouth shape clearly and was clearly asking: "Is he really a mute?"

Rong Po nodded, with a little regret in her eyes.

Ding Da's eyes rolled gently, and his head didn't know what he was thinking. He immediately sneered and pulled Rong Po into some. He didn't know what was going on, so he waved his hand and asked Rong Po to go aside.

Rong Po naturally obeyed and led Chu'er out of the canteen just now.

Yu Moqing was just leisurely trying to observe something, but she didn't expect that Rongpo would leave first. She couldn't help but wonder, Ding Da looked smart, could he guess that I was pretending to be dumb, so he wanted to leave me alone to test it?

But there was no change on her face. She just pretended not to know anything. She lowered her head and took the chopsticks handed by the waitress and picked up some dishes. Although she didn't know how long she had been sleeping, she was indeed a little hungry. She wanted to eat the picked dishes in one bite, but after looking at the leaves of the dishes, she hesitated a little.

Although the leaves of this vegetable are just ordinary cabbage leaves, there are not many holes on it. A circle of unknown white particles sticking around these holes, which looks very strange.

Yu Moqing couldn't help but stayed a little bit, looked up and saw that the other dishes in the bowl were the same. Whether it was vegetables or meat, they had such big holes when they looked closely, which made people feel cold for a moment.

Yu Moqing naturally had no effect. After all, she had seen something even more disgusting than this. She squinted her eyes slightly, and she had seen this symptom in her previous life. If these holes appear in food, either the soil where they planted them was contaminated or the seasonings used to cook. She couldn't help but think of the pile of salt crystals in Ding Si's room that had not been crushed. Could it be because of the salt they used? Otherwise, it would be impossible for such a large piece to have problems...

But Ding Si is still a distance away from Dingshan Village. If he made some homemade salt, he might not even afford the dishes on this table, so it is even more impossible to have anything to do with what is here.

Could it be the salt made by the people from Dingshan Village? Or were the salt made by the Ding family’s legitimate grandsons?

Yu Moqing's eyebrows hopped, and a clue that seemed vague but had some direction suddenly appeared in her mind.

Fu Ziwen Dingshan Village is related to the gold mine, so I don’t think about this for the time being, because she didn’t see anything they had exposed.

But if Dingshan Village has connections with the Song Mansion, then it is very likely that Dingshan Village is within the scope of the confiscation of the prince. The dynasty ordered that no merchants and nobles were allowed to transport and sell private salt without authorization. Just because of a not-rich village like Dingshan Village, she dared to make private salt by herself? She had never heard of any side jobs in Dingshan Village forever.

But as long as it was in the dynasty of official salt, who didn’t know that private salt was an extremely tempting and huge economic network? Once the market opened up, selling private salt would make a huge income, especially for selfish people or extremely ambitious people. This may not be a wonderful way to make a fortune. What’s more, if the main person on this is the prince, then you can imagine that the attractiveness of this path will increase greatly.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, special channels for official salt have been built in several prefectures and counties. All channels are under extremely strict monitoring, and there is no possibility of official salt leaking. Therefore, even if the prince wants to privately store salt, it is impossible for him to take it from the official salt. Then he is most likely to be a person from the Xiatong Party Camp, setting up a basis point to make private salt for him, and then sell it to various places to obtain huge profits.

What is needed most in war is money as the trump card. The prince is in his position and is in the battle for the throne of the six sons. Even if he is the most favored prince of Emperor Shengwu, if the six sons turn against each other, war is inevitable and the emperor is deceived but it cannot meet the needs of the prince. Therefore, his subordinates must have sufficient reserves to ensure his ambitions.

But all of this is just Yu Moqing's guess. There is no sufficient evidence, and it is impossible to be sure whether the prince is doing these things. What's more, the prince is cautious and may want someone to wipe his butt.

Just as Yu Moqing was in deep thought, a man suddenly stood up from his seat and walked over shakingly. As soon as the man approached, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the hand where Yu Moqing was holding chopsticks.
Chapter completed!