"This is absolutely ridiculous!"

The paper recording the information was balled up in Mei Meng's palm.

The content above kept flashing in her mind.

Mei Meng would rather the enemy was more skilled and could spot the spy she had planted, rather than admit that the spy's whereabouts were exposed just because of that one glance! She closed her eyes and massaged her swollen temples to calm down her inner aggrieved emotions - from the investigation

Judging from the news, the spy had been well hidden before Cui Hui appeared, there was no flaw, and the Fugu City guards had never discovered any clues.

When Cui Hui appeared, the eyeliner looked at her in surprise.

Just one glance, and it was revealed.

The man next to Cui Hui sent someone to check the informants.

As long as there is an interrogation, the spy will be exposed.

Up to this point, if it was just a simple inquiry, the eyeliner could still use his rich experience and superb acting skills to get through, but the person who was interrogating him was not an ordinary person! As a high school official, Qishan, how could the protection level around him be easily fooled?

?

The eyeliner was caught off guard and was briefly controlled by Yan Ling, revealing a lot of confidential information. Although the eyeliner reacted immediately, struggled to break free from the control, and cut off his heart, it was already too late.

This hidden line has been spotted.

The latter also disguised himself as an informant to ambush the contact's boss.

If the family hadn't reacted quickly enough and been alert enough, I'm afraid Qi Yuanliang would have been able to follow the clues and find him. Mei Meng was not afraid of confronting Qi Yuanliang. She was distressed that the hidden line she had spent so much effort to build was broken, and the source of everything was just one

coincide.

This realization made Mei Meng feel quite unhappy.

No matter how happy you are, you can only be frustrated.

She said with determination: "Close the net and clean it up."

When it’s time to break, it’s time to break!

Things of no value should be parted with as soon as possible.

The subordinate felt a little distressed and said hesitantly: "Parents..."

Mei Meng's expression was cold: "If you don't clean up your tail now, are you going to wait for someone to bring evidence and start an investigation?"

The subordinates were worried: "In this case, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Mei Mengxi smiled and said: "Why go?"

Leaving in a hurry when the secret line was exposed, she acted with a guilty conscience and was more likely to be caught by the other party. Anyway, she didn't have time to do anything, and she could find excuses for what she had already done. Mei Meng turned the whole plan around in her mind.

Three circles.

Think about where there are any flaws.

She took a sip of tea and murmured in her mouth.

"I really didn't expect that it would be Qi Yuanliang."

The subordinates were curious: "Does the master know him?"

Mei Meng smiled inexplicably: "I met you many years ago."

At that time, I only thought that he was a down-and-out young scholar.

On the way back from the spring outing that year, the head guard noticed something strange in the grass on the roadside. He thought it was a poisonous insect or wild beast in the mountains, but when he took a closer look, he realized that it was a young scribe covered in mud. His face was pale, his breathing was weak, his chest was rising and falling very little, and his clothes were wet.

It was close to the skin. According to his judgment, the young scribe had been unconscious for more than a day and night, and ants had crawled around the wound.

If the heavy rains in the previous two days had not diluted the blood, the young man would have been eaten by wild beasts that smelled of him while he was in coma. The captain of the guard came to ask Mei Meng how to deal with this person.

Mei Meng is not an innocent boudoir girl.

What kind of good thing can an injured man unconscious on the roadside be?

She lowered the car curtain: [Ignore it.]

As long as you are lucky enough, you won't die.

The chief guard hesitated: [This person should be a literary scholar.]

Mei Meng opened the curtain again.

The captain of the guard was an experienced man. He leaned close to Mei Meng and whispered in her ear: [...Although this person did not wear a monogram of inscriptions on his body, judging from the traces of damage to his meridians, it looked like the backlash of the scribe's way. There is the scribe's way.

There are not many literati in the country, so the lady might as well save him as a favor, it won’t take much effort anyway. He has recovered from his elixir mansion and is about to wake up...]

Just picking the person up is considered a life-saving grace.

If you're lucky, you might not even need to call a doctor.

Mei Meng was reluctant: [This is inappropriate.]

A powerful Wenxin scribe will not easily fall into trouble, unless his opponent is more powerful, or he himself is involved in huge trouble. No matter which way it is, he will cause trouble if he rushes to save people, so it is better to pretend not to notice.

Arrived.

The chief guard can only listen to his master.

As luck would have it, the young scribe woke up early.

It's not that he is stuck, but the stranger's breath will trigger the self-protection mechanism of the Dan Mansion, causing the body to wake up in advance. The young man woke up, but his body was still very weak from the backlash, and he could barely move his eyes. Mei

Meng didn't have time to leave, so he had to pick the young man up on the carriage and wander all the way back to the city.

After all, he is a literary scholar, so his recovery speed is really fast.

When entering the city, the young man could barely stand up.

Mei Meng asked someone to arrange for him to stay in the guest house.

The young man healed his wounds and came to express his gratitude. Only then did Mei Meng find out the identity of the young man. Qi Shan's surname was Shan and his courtesy name was Yuan Liang. Mei Meng felt friendly when she heard the young man's accent and asked him where he was from. When Qi Shan answered truthfully, Mei Meng said:

【...You are actually a descendant of the Qi family?】

I pray this surname is rare.

There is indeed a family named Qi in the place where Qi Shan mentioned it.

Two generations up, the two families still had some contact.

After it was confirmed that Qi Shan was the Qi family in her mouth, Mei Meng's attitude towards Qi Shan was no longer so cold - she had followed her brother away from her homeland, so how could it not be considered a happy event to be able to hear news about her hometown here? Qi Shan was recovering from her injuries.

In the past few days, she also sent people out to inquire about literary scholars who met Qishan's qualifications, but she did not hear any rumors. Qishan personally admitted that his injuries were not caused by enemies but by backlash caused by cultivation, and she put down most of her guard.

I gave up the idea of ​​seeing the guest off and let him stay for a few more days.

Despite this, the two didn't have much interaction.

Until the housekeeper led Qishan to find him.

Mei Meng thought he was here to say goodbye, but unexpectedly the housekeeper said that Qi Shan had accepted the job of mending the paintings: [Qi Jun can still mend the paintings?]

There was a sudden heavy rain recently, the tiles cracked, and the room where paintings and calligraphy were collected leaked. Although the servants rescued her immediately, several paintings were still damaged. One of the paintings was her most precious.

Take it with you wherever you go, open it and enjoy it at all times.

She tried to fix it but couldn't.

I had no choice but to find a professional painter to repair the scroll.

It's just that the painting was seriously soaked in water, and the painter didn't dare to take on the job.

She didn't believe in evil, so she posted a big reward notice.

The notice was posted for several days but no one took it up.

It's not easy to get news, and we are still acquaintances.

To be honest, Qi Shan was also surprised.

He was penniless at the moment, and his injuries had not yet healed, so he wanted to find some work to make money. He went out for a walk and found a job to repair paintings. As a result, the more he walked, the more he became familiar with the job.

The person turned out to be Mei Meng. He did not dare to speak too fully.

【Understand a little bit.】

Mei Meng knows the bad habits of literary scholars.

If you know a little bit about it, it may be extremely self-effacing.

She asked people to send old paintings over, and Qi Shan just took a look at them and gave a positive answer: "It's not serious, it can be repaired."

Qishan spent three days repairing the old painting.

He's still itchy, so he'll give you one for free.

In addition to the original old painting, there is also an identical new painting. The only difference between the two paintings is the paper quality. The rest are perfectly restored one to one. Even though Mei Meng has read this painting countless times, every detail is profound.

In her mind, she couldn't tell at a glance which painting was the original. She put the painting away with great care.

The eyes indicate that the steward will give you all your reward.

Qi Shan did not accept it, but declined: "I don't dare, not to mention that the lady saved Qi's life. There is no way to repay the life-saving grace. The value of this painting alone, forgive Qi's blunt words, it
To be continued...