"So that's it, then I won't force you." Duanmu Yawang patted Lan Ling'er's head, and said to the two children: "Okay, let's go back to Aunt Geng's house first."

"Where do you go back?"

This place is delicious and delicious. The stools and stools are always very comfortable. Little Bailulai hardly wants to leave here.

"In any case, I have to explain it to others." Duanmu Yawang was not angry: "Mrs. Geng and the others are simple people. If I don't go back for a few days, what should I do if someone thinks something has happened to us?"

"Oh."

Little Bailu picked up another fruit again, and then returned to the medical system with Huo Fei.

Duanmuya looked around when she went downstairs, but she still didn't see the Lans. She felt a little regretful.

She went down to the second floor, smelled a breath, and stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Little Bailu asked distractedly while eating.

"This breath is somewhat familiar." Duanmu Yawang frowned: "It feels a bit like that of the butler."

Little Bailu raised her brows: "He? What is he doing here? Looking for the Lans?"

Duanmu Yawang shrugged, saying that he didn't know, and then went on downstairs.

When she went downstairs, she glanced at the place with the strongest breath, but did not see Butler Mo, "Could it be that I just felt wrong?"

Little Bailu looked around, but didn't see: "If people are here, you have no reason to not see people, unless you are hiding."

hide?

Duanmu Yawang raised her eyebrows: "If you really hide, it would be interesting."

"Interesting?" What the **** is this?

"If you don't act honestly, it shows that there is something wrong or something unspeakable." When Duanmu Yawang said, she happened to see the shopkeeper seeing her coming downstairs and looking at her. She smiled and nodded.

Little Bailu became interested when he heard it, "Master, do you think he might have come to inquire about your news, to see if you are really living in Changfeng Pavilion, feel your breath approaching, and then hide Whereabouts?"

"I thought about this too." Duanmu Yawang stepped out of the Changfeng Pavilion. "It's just that there is one thing I don't understand. It is that I will get a blue eyed person, and it will not pose any threat to them. That Master Rong is unprovoked. Why do you want to check on me?"

"Huh? Why do you think the Rong family is checking you?"

"Your brain is flooded, isn't it?" Duanmu Yawang gave him a scornful look. "Steward Mo is the steward of the State Supervision Office. He follows orders. If there is no order from the organization, why should he come here?"

"Well, you are right."

Duanmu Yawang didn't care about him anymore, and found a carriage to meet Aunt Geng.

It was getting late at this time. Aunt Geng's house was still brightly lit. As soon as Duanmu Yawang approached the house, she heard a burst of children's laughter.

Compared to the grandson of Aunt Geng came back.

Duanmu Yawang reached out and knocked on the door, and soon someone came to open the door.

The one who opened the door was an old man in his sixties, with a look of wind and frost. Seeing Duanmu Yawang was stunned for a moment, then he hurriedly laughed: "Is this Lord Gongyu?"

"Yes, good old man."

"Eh, well, please come in please come in."

Uncle Geng invited Duanmu Yawang in. Aunt Geng walked out of the room when she heard the news. When she saw Duanmu Yawang, she smiled, "Why did Master Gongyu come back so late?"

"Well, something has been done."

When Duanmu Yawang said, he didn't meet in the room, but went to the hall.

Aunt Geng asked: "Can you eat the son? How about I'll cook it for you..."

"No, I've already eaten it." Duanmu Yawang hasn't actually eaten it yet, but when they see that they are already full, I will let them go. ."

Aunt Geng and Uncle Geng looked at each other and hesitated: "What kind of thing is the son wanting to ask? We are a farmer and we don't know much about any news."

"Well, it's actually not secret news, you two don't need to be nervous." Duanmu Yawang said with a smile: "I just want to know, who is in the house of the State Supervisor?"

"So it's this."

Regarding this kind of things that the people of the imperial city know, Aunt Geng and Uncle Geng breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Actually, the population of the Rong family of Master Supervisor is really not too large. Say, there are only seven people."

"Which seven people?"

"As far as the State Supervisor, his wife, he has two sons, a daughter, a daughter-in-law and grandson."

Duanmu Yawang raised her eyebrows: "Who is Rong Guangsong?"

"It's the State Supervisor!"

Rong Guangsong is the National Supervisor?

Duanmu Yawang felt that this was a bit unexpected. This Rong Guangsong is so young, even if he looks like her forty years old, it is probably the age of her father and mother when she was born again. How could he become good friends with her grandfather?

"Rong Zining is the son of the National Supervisor?"

"Yes, he is the youngest son of the National Supervisor." Uncle Geng said: "Speaking of which, every child of Master Rong is very outstanding. Not only are they handsome, they are also talented. The eldest son of the National Supervisor, Although he is only in his twenties, he already has a very important job in the palace. Last year, the emperor decreed to build a mansion for him and let him go to the foreign government office independently."

"And the two daughters of Master Mo, one married to Master Mo's son, and the other married to King Xiangzhou and became a little princess. The youngest son is very talented, and he has learned from Master Mo since he was a child. He is a group of disciples of Master Mo. Here, it is also particularly outstanding."

"So it's like this." Duan Muya nodded, "The father of Lord Rong..."

"Is the son talking about Mr. Rong?" Uncle Geng sighed. "Mr. Rong actually passed away last year, but he passed away suddenly and went away inexplicably."

Going out inexplicably?

What's this saying?

Duanmu looked at him with a smile, and asked, "The Rong family's status in the imperial city shouldn't be low, right?"

Uncle Geng stared: "It's not low, how can it be low, it's a well-known big family."

"The Rong family has this status, is it the credit of Lord Rong, or the credit of Mr. Rong?"

"The two are inseparable. After all, the Rong family's foothold in the imperial city depends on Mr. Rong, and Master Rong is also outstanding. He will continue to grow the Rong family. There are hundreds of Rong family disciples!"

"So many?" Duanmu Yawang thought of the State Supervision Mansion, "The State Supervision Mansion looks very grand, but it can't hold so many disciples, right?"

"Of course I can't pretend, because of this, the Rong family is outside the imperial city. It seems to be somewhere, there is a villa, and most of the disciples are in that place!"

It seems that Rong Guangsong would make a trip to the imperial city if he didn't hear him, and when he said he would work for the emperor, would he actually go to that Zhuangzi?