Chapter 285: The fire that year

Meng Hao thought about it: "No, it just happened to be the same surname."
Jing Fan's suspicious gaze faded, and said with a relaxed tone: "Fortunately, you and the queen are not from your own family, otherwise my friendship with Brother Meng is really short."
"Why? What kind of hatred do you have with the queen..."
Jing Fan rolled up the stall under his arm, and took off his posture like an old man who walked out after a meal. He did not care about the expression: "There is no hatred, no feast. Just the means of seeing the empress queen just a few years ago, it must be a little daunting for this. Ordinary people like us, don’t provoke such big people. it is good."
Meng Hao was even more puzzled after hearing it. Meng Yong's character is weak, and a sensitive person in the palace dares to bully him. Why did he give Jing Fan such an unattractive image?
When Meng Wanqi was about to question him, Jing Fan said very mysteriously: "I have a destiny with Brother Meng, I might as well send a mantra to Xiongtai. I only saw Brother Meng's face haggard, obviously a male but a female. The whole The luck that people show is also very strange, as if it was suddenly replaced by someone. In this case, Brother Meng needs to be attentive, and the prisoner is the worst, and the blood is the disaster."
When he has packed his things, he has to step up and say goodbye.
Meng 萋 yelled at him violently: "Wait!"
Jing Fan looked back in doubt.
Meng Hao finally came up with the momentum of being an emperor: "Jing Fan, I just lied to you, in fact, I have nothing to do with the queen..."
Jing Fan narrowed his eyes: "Are you a member of the Queen's family?"
Meng Wanqi shook her head: "I--" She cleared her throat: "It's the queen's husband."
At that moment, Meng Yingle saw the four words "Unbelievable" in Jing Fan's eyes, and then Meng Yingle appeased him: "You can rest assured that I will not tell the Queen some bad words about you."
Jing Fan didn't mean to salute at all. His face was gentle, but his eyes were a bit cold: "Brother Meng, oh no, it's His Majesty, please forgive Caomin for not saluting you. Because Jingmou's grandfather had rules, Please don’t worship the emperor who doesn’t do anything.

Meng Yuqi waved his hand: "It means, no worship, no worship, and I am not in a hurry to make you please."
This is not the first time she has not been respected in this dynasty.
"Then your majesty, can Caomin leave now?"
Meng 萋萋 shook his head: "I'm afraid not, you can't go today."
"Why?! Does your majesty still remember Caomin's disrespect to the queen? Is Jingmou trapped here?"
Meng Yuqi shook his head regretfully: "No, you misunderstood. I mean you can't leave in the future."
"why?"
Meng Wanqi walked to him and took it for granted: "Of course, because you may just be a prisoner, there is a blood disaster. I hope you can stay with me and plan for me to break this disaster. Follow me back to Beijing, It’s much better than the one in this village and town, and your skills will be reused."
Jing Fan hesitated a moment: "Then... Can I sell chick kisses in the capital?"
Meng Hao Ha ha laughed loudly: "Yes, but I hope you are a bit pursuing, since it is the emperor's master, I will sell some valuables next time."
Jing Fan agreed without thinking, changing the tone of the alienation that he had just rejected.
"Why, your grandfather did not stipulate that you can't help the emperor who doesn't do anything?" Meng Eju ridiculed him.
"Naturally regulated," Jing Fan said without changing his color and heartbeat. "It's just the grandfather, don't live with the money. Obviously, I can make more money with you."
Meng Hao looked up and down at him: "Looking at you, it doesn't look like someone who can't live without money, how can you be so attached to money?"
Jing Fan shrugged: "I don't know, what's on my hexagram, let me plan ahead and save money in advance, I will be useful in three years."
"..." People who can count hexagrams are different.
Meng Haoqi and Jing Fan walked forward as if they were good friends. Jing Fan was not restrained by the emperor and talked openly. Fallen God followed them, carefully capturing every detail of Jingfan dialect.
"What you did just now made you feel terrible. What did she do? Could you tell me something?" Meng Eqin was not reconciled and asked again.
What can Meng Yong do in the end, let Jing Fan mention her she would not be as deep as possible.
Jing Fan apparently did not want to talk about this topic, but only shook his head with a smile: "Your Majesty, you just stopped asking."
"Xing Xing Xing, I won't ask anymore." Meng Eqiu compromised, but he was thinking about how to make him tell the truth.
Meng Emu took him back to the place where he had just feasted with the ministers. Sure enough, Meng Emu's departure was not noticed by anyone. So she suddenly appeared at the door, the ministers were surprised, Qi Qi asked: "Your Majesty, why are you here."
"..." Meng Wanqi smiled embarrassingly twice, and then said to everyone: "I met a very interesting literati on the way. I think he is endowed with talent, so I want to control the king in the spirit of cherishing talent. Tai Shou wants to leave this doorman, I wonder where Wang Tai Shou is?"
As soon as her words fell, all the officials present were silent.
Meng Wanqi glanced at everyone with an awkward smile: "Lovers?"
The director of Guanchunyuan didn't know where to hear the wind, and hurried over immediately. After seeing Meng Eju first hurriedly, he then whispered a few words to Meng Eqi, looking at Jing Fan's expression a little frightened.
After listening to Meng's surprise, she took Jing Fan aside and asked in a low voice: "You were the doorman of Wang Taishou's house just now, but why did they... they... Wang Taishou died long ago?"
Jing Fan didn't change his face and nodded calmly: "It is true, his physical body passed away eight years ago."
"Then how did you come in with him!"
Jing Fan smiled, and the smile was mixed with fine light: "Your Majesty, does the human body die, is he really dead? I was guided by him, through his old friends, he was able to Come in and sell the kisses."
"You mean that Wang Taishou's ghost made you participate in this Spring Festival?"
Jing Fan nodded without hesitation: "Master Taishou reminded me in my dream that it might change my life in the future. And I didn't come alone, and Master Taishou sat here."
Meng Haoqi took a breath and looked around the minister and the squire.
This Jingfan is a bit nagging.
But Meng Haoqi herself is doing things in Yinji, and of course she has no reason to doubt about ghosts! What's more, if it's really the so-called esoteric dream, then he's not bad. Following Meng Haoqi, this King Fan will definitely have a bigger role in the future.
Jing Fan laughed twice: "It's hard to understand your majesty? It doesn't matter, you don't need Caomin to follow you now, and Caomin won't be entangled."
"No need," Meng Eqi still decided to leave him: "Since I have already let you be a master teacher, you will do it. You can simply follow the eunuchs to clean up, and you can go back to Beijing with me later."
"Your Majesty." He thanked neither humble nor humbly, and turned away to follow the poor spirit.
"I would like to ask the brother, the other eunuchs are Fulu Shouxi, why are you a deceased father-in-law?" Jing Fan's doubts drifted into Meng Eqi's ears along the wind.
The gods are pretending to be serious: "Don't ask if you shouldn't!"
Jing Fan was not annoyed. Instead, he took a smile out of his sleeve and said: "This is a red charm for transport. I have opened the light on it. Three or two silvers will be given to the father-in-law."
"..." This Jing Fan is really very attached to money.
"Your Majesty." Someone was calling her heart and heart behind Meng Haqi.
Meng Haoqi was almost startled, and the official squire who had just sat in the position had already gathered around her. She was watched like this for the first time, actually because of a fortune teller?
The headed fat man first opened his mouth, and his two eyebrows were wrinkled into caterpillars: "This Jing Fan is well-known to us. Your Majesty still do not take him by his side."
"Why?"
"Eight years ago, a fire broke out in Wang Taishou's house. Forty-three people from the upper and lower houses were the only ones who survived. He heard that he suddenly went out early in the morning and waited until the fire completely swallowed the Taishou house. He came back. The Taishou Mansion in the ashes is not surprised at all. And do you know what the most terrible majesty is..."
"do not know."
"Your Majesty, guess." The fat man shook his eyebrows.
"..." I guess your sister!
"The most terrifying thing is that he has already built a coffin for Wang Taishou. There are forty-three coffins, one is not many, one is not many." He finished, and he seemed to shake his whole body in order to respond to the situation.
There was a lot of sighing in the crowd: "It was strange and sudden that the fire in Taishou Mansion was sudden and sudden. When Wang Taishou was innocent and innocent, he was completely burned by the Qiu family. Hearing that he still has a son The dross could not be found. Perhaps it was the fire of Jing Fanfang that was unknown. And even if it wasn’t him, it seemed that he had already known that the Taishou Mansion had such a disaster. He didn’t remind the main family, but instead it was time for him. Fleeing, Wang Feishuo Wang was looking after him."
The fat man continued: "And after Wang Taishou died, the house had not been able to grow grass for many years. The fire that year burned the Taishou Mansion completely. Later people were taboo and did not live in, leaving the house empty and abandoned, After so many years, only Jing Fan lived in it. I heard that people heard laughter and laughter from inside. The sound is noisy and looks like many people. We all think that it is a ghost house. The emperor took him by his side, Xinlong is healthy! After all, this surname Jing looks like an ominous person."
Ghosts, Meng Eqi is not afraid. The biggest ghost is still around her, what is she afraid of.
Moreover, she always vaguely felt that it would be related to Meng Yong.
So she comforted everyone with a voice: "All Ai Qing cares about me and I am deeply moved. But I am a real dragon with a protective body of dragon spirit, and I am absolutely not afraid of evil spirits. If he really has a problem, I will find it immediately Punishment. If not, I will take him away from here, which is also a relief for you."
All the ministers were stunned for a long time.