Chapter 447: A Certain Line of Sight Is Getting Deeper and Deeper!

The person who walked in was a man in white with clear features, neat black hair, and a gentle manner.

The man is thin and has a bookish look on his face. He is holding a folding fan in his hand. It is such a winter day and he still holds a fan in his hand. I don’t know if he is worried because of the heat or because he is bored!

But if it were just a better-looking man, Liu Wei would never be so startled, just because this man's overall temperament is so familiar?

Rong Leng also raised his eyes for a glance, but quickly looked away, with nothing strange on his face.

Liu Wei, on the other hand, frowned and looked at the man, his gaze lingering for a long time.

It seemed that Liu Wei's eyes were too deep. The man looked over, glanced at Liu Wei, raised a smile on his lips, and nodded slightly to Liu Wei as a courtesy.

Liu Wei returned the salute hesitantly, then lowered his eyes and looked away.

Liu Wei didn't know what to say, but just looking at it like this, she had a feeling that she didn't know how to describe.

Seemingly noticing something strange about Liu Wei, Rong Leng stood behind her and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you recognize her?"

"Don't you think..." Liu Wei couldn't help but glance at the man again, and her voice hesitated: "He looks a bit...familiar?"

Rong Leng took another look, his eyes flat: "Like you?"

These two words were like a revelation, and Liu Wei was stunned for a moment.

Then she looked at the man again, and sure enough, Liu Wei didn't think the man looked familiar, but the man looked from left to right, and he looked somewhat similar to her.

It's not that they have similar looks, but similar temperaments and similar feelings.

In this world, everyone is unique.

Liu Wei never felt that anyone was similar to another in his eyes, because even twins were two separate individuals, and Liu Wei could accurately distinguish them.

But now, Liu Wei felt that the person in front of her looked too much like her!

Liu Wei's eyes couldn't help but deepen a little deeper, and then she heard shopkeeper Qian greeting the man: "Mr. Zhong, why are you here? This way... please."

Shopkeeper Qian is kind and attentive.

Following the mysterious death of his daughter, Shopkeeper Qian's face and expression had always been very bad. But when he saw Mr. Zhong, Shopkeeper Qian suddenly changed his face and became brighter.

Liu Wei was curious and had to ask the young man in front of him whose pulse was being checked: "Who is that person?"

The young man looked back and said, "It's Mr. Zhong, Zhong Ziyu. The teacher from our private school on Third Street is a scholar. It is said that he passed the boy's examination at the age of ten. He originally had the opportunity to go to Kyoto to take the palace examination last year, but But because my parents died of illness, I had to observe mourning for three years and have to wait three years before taking the exam again. Such a good talent was wasted."

If there is a champion in Guyong Mansion, it will be an honor for the entire state.

Maybe he can lead the people in the whole state to get rich and move towards the bright road.

Mr. Zhong has always had a high reputation in Guyong Mansion.

Even the squires and officials who usually have a high level of attention were polite to him when they saw him, let alone the shopkeeper Qian who was a scholar.

When I met him, I was as enthusiastic as meeting my son-in-law!

But now, even the daughter is gone, and the son-in-law is in trouble.

Liu Wei didn't expect that this person was actually a teacher.

Usually, most of the scholars at this age are diligent and read thousands of volumes, just for the imperial examination.

How many people still do two things at a young age and go to private schools to take care of their children?

Usually, the most students in private schools are those over fifty years old.

This Zhong Ziyu is a frequent visitor to Qian Shopkeeper's bookstore, and because Shopkeeper Qian always looks up to him, Zhong Ziyu will stay for a long time every time he comes to the bookstore.

Now that Qian Xi'er died of pregnancy, it is impossible to find out who the flesh and blood in her belly belonged to.

But Shopkeeper Qian was certain that it was definitely not Zhong Ziyu.

Not for anything else, just because if Zhong Ziyu was really interested in his Xi'er, as a father he would be happy to do so. Zhong Ziyu didn't need to use such a method at all.

Moreover, Mr. Zhong is a highly respected person, and he is not someone who would do such dangerous things as seeking money or killing people.

Shopkeeper Qian was convinced of this, so he naturally ordered someone to notify Zhong Ziyu to come to the Yamen for a blood test. However, Mr. Zhong didn't know where he got the news, so he came by himself.

This made Shopkeeper Qian a little embarrassed.

I just thought, luckily no one knew what the blood was for, otherwise, it would have been extremely ugly.

Shopkeeper Qian kept talking to Zhong Ziyu, and even Sun Qi went over to join in the fun.

It wasn't until Zhong Ziyu's turn that he walked over surrounded by shopkeeper Qian and Sun Qi.

The man nodded politely towards Liu Wei, smiled at Rong Leng behind Liu Wei, and said in a soft and gentle voice: "Excuse me."

As he spoke, the man rolled up his sleeves halfway, revealing his wrists which were slightly slender than those of ordinary men.

Liu Wei looked at the flesh-white wrist on the pulse pillow, pressed it with his fingertips, and took the pulse.

The pulse is normal and the body is strong.

With just one click, Liu Wei could see the person's physical condition.

But he is a little curious. Judging from the pulse, this person is definitely a healthy person, but looking at this person's body shape and complexion, there is a bit of weakness.

Before Liu Wei took his pulse, he thought that Zhong Ziyu's physical condition was somewhat poor.

After feeling the pulse, Liu Wei did not let go immediately, but touched it again. However, she felt that a certain line of sight behind her was getting colder and deeper!

Liu Wei knew that it was Rong Leng's eyes looking at her.

This is just a fun pulse, and it's really unlikely to take too long. The previous ones were very fast, but here, it slowed down inexplicably.

I don’t blame this man, he smells like old vinegar again!

Liu Wei was stared at by Rong Leng for a long time, and she had no choice but to let go. However, she heard Mr. Zhong chuckle, swinging his folding fan gently, and asked leisurely: "Doctor, what's wrong with my body?"

Liu Wei was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

But when he saw him, he smiled a little deeply, and his eyes on Liu Wei also showed some meaning.

Liu Wei was a little puzzled by his look, but behind him, Rong Leng's deep voice suddenly sounded: "Hurry up."

Mr. Zhong glanced back, the smile in his eyes did not disappear, and he took the initiative to pass his hand to Xiao Li next to him, and asked with a smile: "Little doctor, do you want to prick blood?"

Xiao Li had never been called "little doctor" before, and she felt proud of herself!

He immediately laughed and said very well, "Yeah, just prick it. It won't hurt. If it hurts, there are sweet dates here. If you eat one, it won't hurt."

This childish talk is really lovely!

Zhong Ziyu smiled brighter, raised his other hand, and rubbed the little guy's head.

Xiao Li felt warm and comfortable on the top of his head. He narrowed his eyes and rubbed his head against the palm of his hand.

"Xiao Li." At this time, Rong Leng's voice sounded unhappy.

Xiao Li froze for a moment. Uncle Rong had recently been too strict with him about studying and practicing calligraphy, which made him feel scared when he heard Uncle Rong's voice.