Later, Zhao Mengqi found someone near a pillar.

The old man was lazily leaning there to bask in the sun, with squinted eyes and a wrinkled face. He was wearing a gray robe on his thin body. There were no patterns on it, and he looked unremarkable.

"Coming?" The old man didn't open his eyes, and his voice was very calm, without any fluctuation.

Zhao Mengqi did not neglect him, and honestly performed the courtesy of a younger generation, "Meng Qi pays homage to Mr. Lin."

"Huh?" The old man was slightly surprised. He slowly opened his eyelids and looked at Zhao Mengqi. "You are a little different, kid. No wonder the officials want to dig out my old bones."

"It's all Meng Qi's fault for causing Mr. Lin to suffer."

"I'm not stupid at all. I can think of the official's intention. I brought him to you. You can make your own arrangements as to how to deal with him in the future. You don't need to ask me or worry about me. Just treat me as if I'm borrowing a place from you to retire."

By the way, you know that Concubine Yan has been banned by the government for half a year. Well, you can do whatever you want to do. The old man hasn't said so much in a long time, it's really a bit tiring."

After saying that, the old man narrowed his eyes again and leaned against the pillar, like a stone sculpture.

"Then Meng Qi won't disturb the old man." Zhao Mengqi turned around and left gently.

"Everything is fine, but my body is a little weak..."
Chapter completed!