Mr. Zhengwen wore plain white shirt and gray-blue belt. He was covered with a small wooden table to dress up. As for the short flag beside him, Qin Shao was even more familiar with it.

It's exactly the same as the essay contestant in my previous life!

The only difference is that the husband used a white-faced mask in his previous life. The white-faced mask meant a treacherous minister in the play. Later, she also asked the husband why he chose a white-faced mask. The husband said that Dazhong was a big traitor.

But what was covered by Mr. Zhengwen's face was the veil mask. What's more coincidental was that the pattern was almost exactly the same as the veil mask she took to Meng Shiqi to find him the day before yesterday and threw him on the way. Qin Shao looked carefully and found that there were two grooves at the corners of the mask, as if something was originally inserted.

This is clearly the mask she lost that day!

Qin Shao's heart was beating wildly.

It has been confirmed that Mr. Zhengwen is Meng Shiqi, that's right!

She lifted her robe and ran across the bridge, squeezed away a woman who wanted to come, and sat obediently on the stool and stared at Mr. Zhengwen.

Through the mask, Qin Shao almost saw a glimmer flashing in Mr. Zhengwen's eyes.

"Maybe sir please explain it to me?" Qin Shao spoke, and his previous timidity turned into ecstatic enthusiasm. He wished he could overturn the table immediately, take the hand of the essay to run out of Chang'an City, and run to a place with a high sky and a vast sea.

Fortunately, her enthusiasm was not overwhelmed, and Mr. Zhengwen also handed over a brush filled with ink.

Qin Shao picked up his pen and hesitated for a moment and wrote down words exactly the same as his previous life:

Allow.

"Please take a look at it sir."

As early as Qin Shao finished writing, Mr. Zhengwen stared at the word and was stunned. He was silent for a while before he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse: "Rong, there is a grain in his family, and it is uncountable. It is just that the young master's identity is indecent."

Chu Ying raised his eyebrows behind Qin Shao, and this operator is not ignorant.

"When the young master writes this word, he initially writes it quickly and then slows down, especially when he reaches that word, it shows that the young master is unable to speak." Mr. Zhengwen said, seeing Qin Shaomo but he didn't speak, and said: "The favor is strong, and it is beneficial to benefit, so it can be reused. There should be people around him who can speak good words, but the young master does not trust him, so this is a lot of constraints."

Qin Shao suddenly laughed. His husband, like his previous life, always said good things about Rong Su, and advised her to trust Rong Su to cooperate with Rong Su, but he didn't know that the dog thief would eventually kill him.

Mr. Zhengwen stopped because of Qin Shao's strange smile, and seemed a little embarrassed.

The praise is a bit obvious.

"Sir, you know that it's not that I don't trust this person, but that this person is not worthy of my trust." Qin Shao spoke again, and asked Mr. Zhengwen to pause his hand when he sorted out his pen and ink.

"Young master, but it's okay." Mr. Zhengwen said in a hoarse voice.

Qin Shao winked at Chu Ying, and Chu Ying immediately stood behind her and guarded her. With her blocking her, no one could approach and eavesdrop.

"Sir is a sci-fi scholar. You should know that dreams are the spirit of human beings. If I tell you that I will see future generations in my dreams, do you believe it?" Qin Shao stared at Zheng Wen's dark pupils through two holes.

"I know sir doesn't believe it, but in my dream I saw that man who was fierce and murderous. Among these people are you, I and more innocent people." Qin Shao aimed to remind Meng Shiqi to be careful and upright, so he said this and did not say much.

Qin Shao looked serious and made people believe her three points.

After Zheng Wen did not say anything, Qin Shao said, "I will say goodbye first, and tomorrow... I will come and find Mr. to explain the words."

She left a silver ingot and took Chu Ying away. She walked in a hurry, and Chu Ying was about to trot and follow her.

After crossing the overpass, two more alleys were transmitted, and Qin Shao had barely stopped.

I hope that this reminder can be remembered in my heart. Just plant some shadows and use my mind to prevent the conservative calculations. This is enough.

On the other side, a burly man sat in front of Mr. Zhengwen’s stall. He threw two copper plates: “Hey, let me explain the word, just the word you are the word you.” He pointed to the word Zhengwen’s word.

The essay came back to his senses, bounced the copper plate back, and then put away the things: "I closed the stall today."

The man was very dissatisfied and grabbed the cuff of the essay: "Don't toast, you kid, don't eat the punishment!"

Zheng Wen turned around coldly, his eyes fell on the man's hands like an iron nail.

The man timidly withdrew his hand, snorted and left with his sleeves.

He walked along the street and walked around three alleys and headed straight to the Meng family's mansion, knocked on the back door of the Meng family, and slightly lifted up half of the mask and entered.

Chu Ying's figure appeared from the corner, because Mr. Zhengwen's face was under the shadow of the threshold when he lifted the mask, so she couldn't see it clearly, but she would not admit her mistake in this Mongolian mansion.

"The prince is right. This gentleman who has indeed returned to the Meng family, should be Major General Meng Shiya." Chu Ying inferred that after all, the flower-faced mask that Qin Shao had thrown away that day was picked up by Meng Shiya, and all clues today also point to Meng Shiya.

Qin Shao nodded. She had been under Rong Su's nose for so many years, and she had learned to be forbearance and suspicious. So even though she had already confirmed that the person was Meng Shiqi, she still couldn't help but be more careful.

Fortunately, Chu Ying also confirmed for her that it was true that the world was in trouble.

This time, Qin Shao finally smiled: "It's time to take another step."

Meng Family.

Meng Shiqi was practicing his pointing point of the moon. He heard from others that Rong Su had come, but he never stood up.

Rong Su had a worried look on his face and pressed his hand on the strings of his piano, "Do me a favor."

"Take your best!" Meng Shiqi shouted in a hurry, the string he had just picked up!

Rong Su threw the mask on the strings: "Someone gave me a green tail the day before yesterday, I don't know if it's true or false."

"Green Tail?" Meng Shiqi jumped up, regardless of Zhiyue's life or death, just smiled: "Help a hundred helps. But what are you dressing up? Street fortune telling?"

Meng Shiqi noticed Rong Su's dress as a fortune teller, but Rong Su only smiled and asked someone to get into a carriage, and the two returned to Rong Mansion together.

The famous green-tailed piano is presented, Meng Shiqi can't put it down, so how can he care about what Rong Su looks like?

"These people are really wasteful. They actually gave such treasures to someone like you who don't know the five sounds. Tsk tsk." Meng Shiqi touched the strings and enjoyed his face.

People in the world do not know that the five sounds of the world cannot distinguish, but they know.

"I value it for the Prince of Showa. If they want to be loyal to the Prince, they must pass through me. These are just small profits." Rong Suhun didn't mind. What he cared about the most was Qin Shao's trust.

But Qin Shao... Rong Su pressed his eyebrows.

He never expected that he would take a strange move, pretending to be a fortune teller on the street to attract Qin Shao's attention, and the secret he found turned out to be... a nightmare!

Rong Su was amused and crying for a while.

He always thought that he had made a mistake, that King Rong had a strange intention, or that Yung Wing and Yung Teng, was caused by humans, which scared Qin Shao, the little rabbit. However, he thought that the root cause was an illusory dream.

He is not afraid of fighting with people and the sky, but he is afraid of fighting with nightmares!

Forget it.

Rong Su accepted this fact with fate. After all, if Qin Shao was really troubled by nightmares, he would definitely find another way to let go.

for example……
Chapter completed!