"Can I see this letterhead?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Huang Weiqian's mouth, and he walked over, glanced at the ordinary middle-aged man, and said with an indifferent smile.

Huang Weiqian originally went to the Governor's Mansion to carry out the relevant inventory work, but suddenly thought that some files of the Governor's Mansion were more important than the inventory of the property of the Tomb Mansion and the Syrian Mansion, so he temporarily changed his mind and came to the Governor's Palace. Immediately understood that there was something wrong with this ordinary-looking middle-aged man, so, with a hint of playfulness, he walked over slowly, took the initiative to take over the topic, and said loudly.

"Who is this?" The middle-aged man who looks ordinary is a little unsure of Huang Weiqian's identity, and with a hint of surprise, he asked loudly.

"I know a little bit of writing and ink, and I want to help you identify the authenticity of the letterhead, so that this officer can quickly judge, you say yes." The corners of Huang Weiqian's mouth showed a kind smile, and he said slowly.

"Really?" The ordinary-looking middle-aged man didn't believe that such a good thing would befall him, and the kind-looking green-shirted scribe in front of him flashed a trace of doubt in his ordinary-looking middle-aged eyes.

"Although I am not familiar with the books of the sages, I am also familiar with the books of some sages, if you trust you, then it is okay to help you make an appraisal." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Huang Weiqian's mouth, and he smiled indifferently at the cautiousness of ordinary middle-aged.

"Since you can help the little one, let the little one see the last side of the old mother, then the little one will show you how about it." All kinds of thoughts quickly flashed in the mind of the ordinary middle-aged man, and finally felt that Huang Weiqian should have no malicious intentions, but simply wanted to help himself make an identification, although this letterhead was forged by himself, but if he had enough knowledge of the origin of the handwriting and paper, ordinary people could not see the level of his forgery.

"Words are good words, paper is good paper." Taking the letterhead from the hands of the ordinary middle-aged man, Huang Weiqian did not rush to open it, but casually touched some of the paper, then slowly opened the letterhead, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently.

"I don't know where you come from and what your family background is?" Huang Weiqian casually read the content of the letterhead, as the ordinary middle-aged man said, it was indeed his old mother who was critically ill and eager to see him, but Huang Weiqian felt an inexplicable feeling from the ordinary middle-aged body, and the letterhead did not have the slightest flaw, Huang Weiqian couldn't help but feel a touch of helplessness in his heart.

"The small one was born in Huacheng Mansion, Yuedong County, although he is not very rich in the local area, but he also has a few acres of fertile land." The ordinary-looking middle-aged man didn't quite understand why Huang Weiqian asked this question, and various answers quickly flashed in the mind of the ordinary-looking middle-aged, and finally chose to answer truthfully.

"Huacheng Mansion in Yuedong County, although I haven't been to it, but I heard that there are flowers there, I don't know if that's the case." Hearing the answer of the ordinary middle-aged man, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Huang Weiqian's mouth, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently.

"Indeed, although the prosperity of Huacheng Mansion is not as good as Xiangzhou Mansion or Jinling, it has its unique beauty." An indifferent smile appeared at the corner of the mouth of the ordinary-looking middle-aged, as if he felt a supreme pride in being born in Huacheng Mansion.

"You said that your old mother is critically ill, I don't know how expensive Lingtang is this year?" Huang Weiqian asked casually, seemingly aimlessly.

"My mother is seven out of fifty this year." The ordinary-looking middle-aged man felt a little inexplicable about Huang Weiqian's question, but it seemed to be reasonable, so he frowned slightly and replied indifferently.

"Seven out of fifty is considered an advanced age." Huang Weiqian nodded indifferently and said slowly.

"I don't know if Your Excellency has finished reading the letterhead, the letterhead should be able to prove that the little one is indeed in a hurry to leave because his mother is critically ill." An ordinary middle-aged man flashed a trace of anxiety in his eyes, as if he had delayed his trip because he was blocked.

"If you look at the content of the letterhead alone, there is really no problem, however, your expression tells me that you have a ghost in your heart, and this letterhead was forged by you temporarily." Huang Weiqian's eyes flashed with a touch of indifferent confidence, stared at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man, and then a stern look flashed in his eyes, and said loudly.

"You're talking nonsense." Hearing Huang Weiqian suddenly tell himself that this letter was temporarily forged by himself, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the ordinary-looking middle-aged, and he said loudly with a hint of anger.

"Although Huacheng Mansion is not very far from here, it will take at least a month for a letterhead to be sent from Huacheng Mansion to Xiangzhou Mansion, and during this time, Xiangzhou Mansion has been besieged by the White Lotus Sect, so it is impossible for this letterhead to be sent to you at all, unless you have a relationship with the White Lotus Sect, and the White Lotus Sect will only send it to the city after seeing your letterhead." The corners of Huang Weiqian's mouth showed a faint but confident smile, and he glanced at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man lightly.

"You are talking nonsense, how can the little one have anything to do with the White Lotus Sect, you don't want to spew blood." Hearing that Huang Weiqian was involved in the White Lotus Sect, a cold sweat broke out in the ordinary middle-aged vest, who didn't know that the White Lotus Sect had been defeated by Shen Yan, and now almost the entire Huaibei County was settling accounts after the autumn, if he tied himself to the White Lotus Sect, he would not only be inseparable from the Governor's Mansion, but would even become a prisoner, such an ending was not what he wanted, so the ordinary-looking middle-aged man hurriedly defended.

"It has nothing to do with the White Lotus Sect, then it is impossible for this letterhead in your hand to be sent in from outside the city at all, so this letterhead can only be forged by you." Huang Weiqian heard the justification words of the ordinary-looking middle-aged, and an indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At first, Huang Weiqian didn't realize that this letterhead was forged, but when he asked casually, the other party turned out to be from Huacheng Mansion, Yuedong County, and the journey from Huacheng Mansion to Xiangzhou Mansion took almost a month.

The most important thing is that although the paper of this letterhead is not very expensive, a servant of the Governor's Mansion still can't afford to use it, even if his family is quite wealthy, so Huang Weiqian concluded that there is something wrong with the letterhead.