Xiao Lingyue smiled and passed by lightly, and then asked: "You have been in Jingzhao Mansion recently, have you heard any news about Hulang Mountain?"
Meng Wenhao smiled bitterly and said: "Not at all, I still want to ask Miss Shen."
"Do you have any clues about Gong Yangqian's arrest warrant?"
"None of them." Meng Wenhao shook his head and said bluntly: "After all, I am from Dongqi. Even if there is any news, I am afraid that the people in Jingzhao Mansion will not tell me. I came out with Xiaomu just because I wanted to Try your luck, I didn't expect to meet you, Miss Shen."
He had a happy expression on his face: "I'm so lucky today!"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
She always felt that Meng Wenhao's luck was quite miraculous.
On the surface, it looks astonishingly bad luck.
But in this kind of bad luck, he happened to have strange good luck.
Every time, I can come through without any danger.
For example, if he was robbed by bandits and all the caravan members he led died, nothing would happen to him.
For another example, when mining in a mine, other people who were captured died one after another. He would just happen to meet Xiao Lingyue and Zhan Beihan to explore the mineral veins, and finally successfully escape with them.
Another example is a mine collapse.
Two masters, Xiao Lingyue and Zhan Beihan, almost died there, with major injuries and minor injuries on their bodies.
But Meng Wenhao, a businessman with no martial arts skills and no ability to restrain a chicken, remained unscathed.
Such luck...
It's really the first time I've encountered it.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but her eyes darkened, and she thought secretly: Does this guy have any hidden good luck attributes?
Turning bad luck into good fortune?
Good luck in times of trouble?
No matter what, you can't die?
However, before this good luck, he seemed to be really unlucky.
Every time I was innocently involved in big trouble.
...Unlucky first, then good luck?
Xiao Lingyue was thinking in her heart.
Suddenly at this time, bursts of vigorous and vigorous drumming sounded outside the window.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of drums spread from all directions, along the skyline, and throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.
Many people stopped and looked around in surprise.
Xiao Lingyue's expression changed, she stood up suddenly, walked to the window and looked into the distance.
Meng Wenhao also hurried over: "What's going on? Who is beating the drum?"
On the main streets of the capital below, many people also heard the sound of drums and started talking about it.
"Who's playing the drum?"
"Is it coming from the direction of the city gate?"
"No, it seems to be the opposite. It came from the palace..."
Beibei walked to the window. He was not tall enough and had to stand on tiptoes to lie on the window sill. He could not see the scene of the street below: "Mother, what happened?"
"This is the sound of a drum of injustice."
Xiao Lingyue's expression was condensed and she frowned slightly: "The two grievance drums placed in front of the main entrance of the palace are specially set up for common people. If they encounter serious grievances, anyone can beat the drums to complain and complain to the emperor. shape!"
She didn't know why, but as she listened to the sound of drums, the nerves in her mind jumped, giving her an ominous premonition.