This is not a difficult task. There are many checkpoints to register your identity when entering the capital. Regardless of whether it is true or false, there are always traces to follow.

However, Yuanji was a little confused. Even if he found out the origins of these people, would the young lady know which ones were related? How could the young lady know where the Wu Fu people were from?

Wu Ya'er's life story is still a mystery, let alone this crazy woman who never talks about her life story.

"Miss, you can ask," Jiang Ming said, "In the past, Wu Ya'er took the initiative to say that his life experience could not be revealed, blocking the lady's mouth, but now that his mother is like this, can he still hide it?"

In fact, Yuan Ji nodded, but frowned: "Then the lady wants to write a letter to Wu Ya'er?"

Jiang Ming rolled up his sleeves: "I'll write. The lady asked me to write last time. I won't feel tired no matter how much I write."

Yuan Ji smiled, maybe there was no need to write a letter, Wu Ya'er should be on the way now, he could ask him face to face when he came, they would find out the matter and show it to Wu Ya'er, lest he think they were treating his mother harshly.

This matter must be investigated clearly and clearly.

...

...

The gates of the capital were noisy and bustling, the wide gates did not have any checkpoints, and the solemn soldiers would only make the people feel at ease.

The area near the city gate is no less prosperous than a busy city. Some people are talking and laughing, some are watching the scenery, and some are confused.

"It's strange why he's missing." A middle-aged man in a floral robe muttered, "He came to the city."

"Seventh Master." A follower beside him looked a little surprised. "A large group of carriages and horses entered the city earlier, and there were soldiers and horses clearing the way. Could it be her..."

The middle-aged man frowned: "How is it possible? Where did she get the soldiers and horses to make everyone in the city gate retreat?"

Yes, then... the entourage once again expressed his opinion: "Master Qi, I just said you are wrong. How is it possible?"

The middle-aged man also looked a little confused.

"Did you see it wrong?" he said, and the passing glance in the theater appeared in front of his eyes, "But it really looks like Mo'er."

And he is also blind.

He blurted out in shock at that time.
Chapter completed!