The "private message" that was not different from Huo Sheng's own handwriting turned out to be forged by Xie Jiang!

Wang Sima couldn't help but show a little surprise, lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, so he simply took the piece of paper of "the fifteenth day of the first month" in his left hand and the "private note" in his right hand, and looked at it carefully.

The two characters, whether they start or close the pen, not only do they not have the slightest similarity, but even the meaning, gesture, and artistic conception are the differences between heaven and earth.

If the "15th day of the Lunar New Year" is a "hegemonic" spirit, it is a "big" atmosphere, and it is a "positive" atmosphere that is above board. Huo Shu's "private note" is "narrow" and "small". The former is like a hegemon who stands up to the sky, and the latter is like a ...... The village women who counted the rice and grain to get by.

After looking at it for a while, Wang Sima suddenly glanced at Jiugongzi and asked lightly: "What is Xie Niangzi doing imitating Huo Shen's handwriting, huh?" Let's hear it. ”

"It's a long story." The ninth prince helped Wang Sima to sit down, and he also stretched out his robe sleeves and sat on the ground: "If the father is idle, Xiao Jiu can explain it in detail." ”

At that time, people liked to talk clearly, and the two sides of the conversation were free and equal, and the etiquette was also very casual.

"Well, the night is fine, and it sounds like it's good to relieve boredom."

Wang Sima's eyes flashed with a little interest. The private message was still in the jade box, and he buckled the desk twice, and ordered the servant to cook wine. So the servant brought in the urn of the furnace.

The charcoal is red, but after half a moment, the wine soup will "gurgle".

"Let's go down."

After retiring from the servants, the ninth prince leaned over and took the long-handled wine hanging, stirred it in the urn, and said lightly: "Stirring can disperse some sour gas, and it tastes even more luscious." Saying this, he poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to Wang Sima.

Wang Sima took a sip and nodded in praise: "Well, yes." ”

The smoke curled up, and the room was filled with the smell of smoky wine.

The thumb pinched the porcelain cup with two fingers, but the ninth prince didn't mean to drink at all, and said lightly: "Two years ago, Zhao Xian presented Gao Yangjun and Yan Ji. This Ji is extremely beautiful. You are good at singing and dancing. ”

It is very common to dedicate Mei Ji to the powerful and seek promotion, Wang Sima snorted.

The Ninth Prince sipped his drink. Wait for the cup to be put down. Seeing that the wine cup in front of Wang Sima was empty, he took the wine and poured it full: "Later, this Ji had a head and tail with Huo Sheng." And at his behest to sneak to Zige's side as Ji. ”

The wine flowed down his throat and into his abdomen, and Wang Sima only felt warm and comfortable. couldn't help laughing: "When you get close to Zige, you are coming for the Wang family." Didn't Zige notice? ”

"Zigoyo knows it in his heart. I spoiled it for a while. Later, he threw his hand away. This Ji fled to Xie's mansion. Speaking of this, Jiu Gongzi narrowed his eyes, and his words changed: "This Ji wants to explore the jade pendant and be inspected by Xie Niangzi." ”

Thinking of Xie Jiang and Jiugongzi's game, the planning and calculation when the layout, the ruthlessness when the son fell, and the later method of judging the situation and retreating as advance, Wang Sima couldn't help but sigh: "The Xie family has this girl, and the great prosperity is imminent!" ”

No wonder this man sighed. Xie Huaijin is brilliant in writing and is respected by famous scholars; Xie Ce also has a lot of prestige in the army. Now there is another thoughtful and cunning Xie Jiang.

In a few years, maybe the Xie family will rise again.

After some emotion, Wang Sima drank a few glasses in a row. When he put the wine cup on the table, his face turned grim, and he looked at Wang Jiu and asked, "How did Xie Niangzi do it?" ”

In Wang Sima's eyes, the killing intent flashed.

The ninth prince was unconscious, lowered his eyes and looked at the blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, and said lightly: "Xie Niangzi uses "private notes". first led Xie Zhonglang to dislike the Zhao family, and then used a "private note" to lead that Yan Ji to seriously injure the Zhao family. ”

If Xie Ce is disgusted with the Zhao family, the in-law alliance between the Xie family and the Zhao family in Yandi will exist in name only. And the Yin Ji people seriously injured Zhao's ....... undoubtedly buried hidden dangers for the Huo Zhao family.

With a "private note", such a thing was done, not to mention that this private letter was a forgery .......

"Judging from Xiao Jiu, this Xie Niangzi ......." It's just that the calligraphy is amazing, and the mind is so careful that it is so meticulous. Wang Sima raised his hand and stroked his long hair, frowning and thinking for a moment. After a while, I couldn't help but think about it, and raised my eyelids to look at the ninth prince.

"From Xiao Jiu's point of view, it is better to take her to the Wang family." After saying this plainly, the ninth prince turned his eyes and went to see Wang Sima.

The eyes of the two were ......, one was sharp, and the other was calm and calm.

And in the frankness and calmness of the ninth prince, it is even more inevitable.

Wang Sima did not speak.

"It's dark at night, so grandfather should rest early." Jiu Gongzi got up and saluted: "Ah Jiu retires." After saying this, he took two steps back, and when Wang Sima waved his hand, he turned around and walked out of the room.

The flower fields in the distance and the wooden bridges and rattan trees in the near distance are all shrouded in the bright moonlight. And the wind under the moonlight...... There is a slight hint of grass bud greenness.

Nine sons walked along the gravel path, leisurely, all the way.

"The head of the family, the ninth prince is gone." The servant covered the door of the room, and then walked to the desk to carry the charcoal stove: "Master of the house, the servant has seen that Xie Niangzi." ”

The house is full of wine, and the bamboo walls are not soundproof. The servant was a little embarrassed by the smell of wine, so he chattered: "On the day of the old lady's birthday, the servant went to Zixi Hall. ”

The previous sentence is to see Xie Niangzi, and the latter sentence has become Zixi Hall. The servant had a hammer in the east and an ax in the west, and Wang Sima couldn't help but glared at him: "What are you going to say, huh?" ”

After asking this, he raised his hand to rub the corners of his forehead.

"The head of the house has a headache again! No matter how good it is, you can't drink too much wine. ”

The servant put down the charcoal furnace and stood behind Wang Sima instead. After rubbing it for a while, he suddenly remembered, and then picked up the conversation again: "The old lady wants to punish the wife, and the others are startled, but the lady is not afraid." Hey! Xie Niangzi is quite bold. ”

On the day of the old lady's birthday, because he was busy receiving the envoy of the king, Wang Sima did not go to Zixi Hall. He didn't know what happened that day, but he knew the old lady's temper.

Once the old lady came up, she talked about him...... Even if the king comes, he will only give a blank eye.

Wang Sima was interested, glanced behind him and asked, "Did the old lady beat her board, or punished her to kneel?" When I asked this, my eyelids narrowed, and I suddenly remembered what the servant woman said...... The old lady sent two little people over to make fun of the head of the house.

Wang Sima Zheng was suddenly distracted, and the servant had pinched his tone and learned Xie Jiang's words: "Old Shouxing, in order to celebrate the birthday of the old Shouxing, my aunt fell over the wall, and her clothes were torn. In this way, the old birthday star still punished her ....... ”

The originally pitiful and ignorant words came out of the mouth of a fifty or sixty-year-old man, and they were weird and funny.

Wang Sima suddenly thought...... The old lady Jiang, the so-called funny, is happy to see it.

The bamboo house on the right side of the wooden bridge.

The bamboo curtains were rolled, and there were no lights in the room. Jiu Gongzi's lacquer-like eyes looked out the window, as if he was a little distracted.

"Squeak" The door sounded, and when the backhand closed the door, Yuan Shan lowered his voice and said: "Back to Gongzi, the servant went to see, the old master talked to Uncle Qiang, and there was no escort." ”

"Hmm." The ninth prince sat on the ground. Instead of sitting, he leaned lazily against the bamboo wall, bent one leg and stretched the other.

PS: Dear, ...... today Father's Anniversary. Nalan originally saved the manuscript, and when it was uploaded on time, there were seven or eight hundred words missing in the middle of the chapter on the Apid, and the screen was white when it was refreshed several times, sometimes there was, sometimes there was no ...... Nalan had no choice but to put down his mind and recode it...... (To be continued.) )