Chen Pu sat behind the desk in the study room in the princess's mansion, staring at the letter on the table with a twisted brow.

"General: I have received your letter. First of all, I said something unpleasant, the general misunderstood me. We have formed a life-and-death friendship on the battlefield, and a mere fanatic person says a few words of nonsense, how can I take it to heart, and how can I have any resentment and prejudice against the general. If you hadn't mentioned it in your letter, I'd have forgotten about it completely. Tell the general that I have resigned this morning and need to leave Beijing immediately; Yan Shanwei's political and military affairs are complicated, and many things are waiting for me to go back before I can deal with them specifically, and I don't dare to delay more in Beijing, so the general's meal can only be understood. In addition, I heard Captain Liao say that you agree with her and Tian Xiaowu's family affair, and I am here to thank you for Tian Xiaowu. Yixian Shangcheng was the first hundred worshippers. ”

This is Shang Cheng's reply to her. Just like Shang Cheng's impression of her, the letters written by this person are also plain and plain, as if this is not a handwritten letter but two people talking to each other, and between the lines is also Shang Cheng's usual tone, respecting her and not alienating her, just like narrating the things one by one......

It was this kind of respect and kindness that made her believe what Shang Cheng said in the letter. Yes, he didn't have any estrangement with her, and he really didn't take the last incident to heart, and the reason why he couldn't come today was indeed because he was worried about Yan Shanwei.

But it was always a pity that he could not come to the feast.

After a long time, she took her eyes off the letter and asked the two personal guards, "You didn't tell him, can you still stay in Beijing after Your Majesty's resignation?" ”

"We said that." Jiao'er picked her fingers and whispered in defense, "But Yandu refuses, and we can't help it." He is such a big official, and I and Sister Pheasant, two small captains, dare not tie him back......" Chen Pu pursed her lips and glanced at her, she didn't dare to say any more. Liao Pheasant said: "General, I don't think it will be a bad thing if Governor Yan doesn't come. Just now on Chaoyang Street, we saw Princess Nanyang's car, which seemed to be coming towards us......"

Chen Pu frowned and asked, "What is she here for?" Since that night she sent cruel words to kick the mad monk out of the capital, Nanyang has been avoiding her, the day before yesterday in the mother's dormitory head-on, Nanyang only said a few words about the mother's illness and then turned around and walked away Obviously, Nanyang is still angry with her. Now, when she heard that her sister, who was swaggering and causing trouble, was coming to make trouble again, her heart was as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

"We didn't ask." Liao Pheasant said. It's not that they didn't ask, but after recognizing Princess Nanyang's car from a distance, they immediately turned around. They didn't like the princess either.

Chen Pu didn't want to see his sister, so he simply stood up and said, "Then you guys quickly help me change my clothes." Let's go through the back door! Liao Pheasant was fast, and immediately went to the inner room to get the clothes and hats that Chen Pu wore when she went out every day, and Jiao'er helped her pull her hair and press the hairpin, and asked, "General, where are we going?" ”

"Go after Shang Yandu!" Chen Pu casually found a reason. It doesn't matter where it's going; As long as you don't get bumped into by Nanyang, you can go anywhere!

"Hah! Last time, I said that you had a good relationship, but you still refused to admit it, but this time you were caught by me, right? With a string of presumptuous laughter, the princess of Nanyang, who was dressed in Taoism, lifted the curtain of the door and said with a smile, "Rouge slave, what else do you have to say about quibbles this time?" I was outside the door just now, but I really heard it, you are going to chase your half-legged monk sweetheart. ”

At this moment, even Chen Pu and Jiao'er immediately and Liao Pheasant, who came out with a robe on his head, were stunned for a while. When did Princess Nanyang come, why didn't the people on duty in front know about it?

"Don't think about it. I taught them not to preach. Nanyang entered the room by himself, sat down on the chair in front of the table, glanced at the delicate envelope on the case and the half-page letterhead pressed under the envelope, nodded and looked back and smiled, "What's the matter, I can't come to my sister's house to beg for a glass of water to drink?" ”

Without waiting for Chen Pu to speak, Liao Pheasant immediately put down the things in his hand and poured a cup of tea for Nanyang, lowered his head and took two steps backwards and gently pulled the corner of Jiao'er's clothes, and the two of them left the study without making a sound.

Chen Pu also sat down at the table. She lowered her head and pursed her lips for a moment of silence, and asked coldly, "Why do you remember me here again?" ”

"I'm afraid you'll suffer, so I'll help you judge your half-legged monk's sweetheart, can't you?"

Listening to Nanyang's half-footed monk's nonsense with his mouth closed and his mouth closed, Chen Pu felt that a flame in his chest was rising up, and in an instant, the blood in his whole body seemed to be pouring to his head, and his face burned as hot as fire. It took a lot of effort for her to restrain the anger in her heart, and she shouted with shame and anger, "...... Sister! ”

Nanyang came to find Chen Pu today, just with the idea of picking provocations and making trouble. She would do this, not because Chen Pu expelled He Di. In fact, she had long been tired of the mad monk, but if there was no such thing, she would have to drive He Di away sooner or later. She was angry that Chen Pu didn't think about her feelings at all when she was down. No matter how you say it, He Di is also her friend; Chen Pu's approach is simply embarrassing her in public. What's more, I don't know how to spread this matter, not only are people talking everywhere in the capital, but even the mother in the big house knows, that day she went to the palace to visit the patient, and she was born in front of the sickbed for half a day...... She pretended not to hear Chen Pu's anger, pulled the letterhead in front of her with the handle of the dust, glanced at it a few times, and continued: "What, this is the letter your sweetheart wrote to you?" He left like this, and didn't say to stay with you for a few more days? She changed the tone of the person who came over, and said to Chen Pu with concern and sadness, "Sister, don't blame me, who is a sister, a man who is too talkative, is a man who is unreliable......"

Chen Pu gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sister! ”

"Okay, I'll stop talking." Nanyang said. However, she couldn't help but sarcastically mock Chen Pu before she quieted down, "Your vision is too bad." That grimacing guy wasn't a good thing at first glance, if it weren't for the guise of a general with an admiral on his head, he would probably be caught as a traitor by the catchers patrolling the city as a thief in the city department. She glanced at the letterhead again, pursed her lips and sneered, and said, "But your sweetheart is not completely useless, people are not good-looking, at least this word can still teach people's eyes, I don't know if it is someone else's ghostwriter......" She picked up the bowl, lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea.

At the moment when he lowered his head, he seemed to see something terrible, and his eyes froze suddenly. The sudden fear was so turbulent and swift that it even made her feel dizzy and blind in an instant. The teacup in her hand couldn't help but shake, and a few skins of tea rippled out from the trembling edge of the bowl. If it weren't for the rouge applied, her face, which was not ruddy, would have become as white as Gu's heron feather paper on the table in an instant.

But Chen Pu didn't see anything. She had been so annoyed by Nanyang's rudeness and blood that she hadn't noticed anything else except sitting in her chair and shivering.

She strode to the door of the study, waved the curtain with one hand, turned her back to Nanyang and said, "You go." "Enough! She's had enough! Regardless of whether the woman in front of her is her royal sister or not, or whether this woman is her sister-in-law, she never wants to see this woman again!

Nanyang left immediately. She didn't use any words to provoke Chen Pu, nor did she make any other moves, she hurried away without even saying a word.

This made Chen Pu stunned for a long time. She hurriedly realized what was going on. She originally thought that Nanyang would say some more gossip, but who knew that Nanyang suddenly became uncharacteristically silent and submissive. It was just too much for her to get used to.

Could it be that she made a fire and made Nanyang change her temper?

She immediately dismissed her whims. If only that were the case. But she didn't believe that she had this ability at all, and she didn't believe that Nanyang's indulgent and arrogant character would change! Unless the sun comes out of the west, Nanyang will still be Nanyang!

She ignored one thing for the time being: the letter Shang Cheng wrote to her was now gone. By the time she remembered it again, it was already evening that day. After asking a few guards and maids who could enter and leave the inner study to no avail, she simply gave up. But that's nothing. A private message that didn't mention anything secret or confidential was unimportant, so she didn't look for it seriously. Moreover, for a long time after that, she didn't connect the lost letter with Nanyang. Although Nanyang behaves presumptuously, she is not a person who tells right and wrong, she will mock herself to her face, but it is impossible to spread any rumors behind her back to slander herself. She couldn't figure out what Nanyang meant by taking the letter, so it was even more impossible to consider the two together. It's just a private letter written by a general to his comrades, except for a neat regular script that is more attractive, nothing else can be talked about, even if Nanyang takes it, what's the use? It can't be Shang Zida's words that she likes, right? I'm afraid I'm going to laugh off everyone's big teeth when I say this. You must know that Nanyang's attainments in calligraphy are the most top-notch among the princes and princesses, even if he doesn't wait to see her father, he won't deny this......

…… Shang Cheng's letter was "stole" by Nanyang.

She has loved calligraphy since she was a child, because of her noble status, so she has not only received the guidance of several famous artists since she was a child, but also has countless opportunities to figure out the real handwriting of everyone in the collection, whether it is the penmanship or the vision and vision of calligraphy on the way, she is far above the land mail, and can be regarded as the world's calligraphy appreciation everyone. Shang Cheng's letter in the eyes of others is just a good-looking font, but in her eyes is a completely different scene and realm, even if Shang Cheng writes with the most ordinary italic characters, she is still from the font font stroke structure and the beginning and end of the pen force to see the clue - one by one, the words on this letter are by no means common regular script, but with the "63 sticker" book body in the same vein!

"63 Stickers" is her favorite book sticker, even if she only has a copy of "63 Stickers" in her hand, she still likes it very much. In the last two years, she has been almost frantically searching for and inquiring about the whereabouts of Mr. Yu Que, and the information she has received has always been regrettable and sad. No one had ever seen or heard of this master, and almost everyone didn't even know why she was looking for such a person, whether in Beijing or in the place. For a while, she had given up on the idea of looking for Mr. Missing. Maybe the gentleman has died a long time ago. She will probably never be able to ask Mr. Yu Que in person......

Just when hope was completely abandoned, she actually met Mr. Yiyi in the study of the rouge slave, at least the heir of Mr.!

To her reproach, she didn't recognize the origin of those words at first sight. She also thought they were regular scripts. But what can be written on the letterhead is italics, but the look between the skeletons is definitely not the regular script that evolved from the line of calligraphy!

With some inexplicable thought, she stole the letter from Rouge's study.

Now, sitting in the car, she was still blushing at her despicable and shameful act of stealing. Even she couldn't have imagined that she would do such a thing! But she didn't regret it at all. And she also made excuses for the troubles she might encounter, even if the sky fell, she would never admit that she took the letter! No, she definitely didn't take the letter!

She carefully took the letter out of her bosom, and was as greedy as a calf that had been hungry for countless days, and once again admired her "booty".

She watched it over and over again......

Her brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and finally formed a knot at the center of her brow. She finally saw the problem in the letter: this was by no means written by a descendant of the husband; This is the real thing that Mr. is! The clumsy structure, majestic spirit, majestic strength and melodious look are exactly the same as "63 Stickers", if this is not the true work of Mr., who else can it be?!

She was immediately stunned by what she had discovered. Sky! The gentleman turned out to be next to the blind man!

She banged frantically on the wall of the car and ordered the driver to immediately turn the car around and go to the post house on Hanhuai Street. Thankfully, in order to find out if the blind man was not a businessman, she also inquired about his foothold in the capital; It was only later that I listened to the advice of others and did not go to the blind man's bad luck. She once again thanked the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the sky and the gods from all walks of life, fortunately, they didn't go to the blind man......

…… But she pounced on the inn. The people in the inn told her with countless cautions that the sergeants from Yanshan had left two hours ago.

Mr. gone? The news was almost a bolt from the blue. She lost her mind for a long time before she asked Yicheng: "Sir...... Mr. Yu Que, also went with them? ”

"Who?" Yicheng didn't understand what she was talking about. He almost thought that Princess Nanyang had found the wrong place. The people who came from Yanshan were all officers, and there was no one who could be called "Mr.", although the general also often wrote and painted, but his appearance looked the most ugly and hideous, and the title of "Mr" was even more incompatible!

Only then did Nanyang understand that the blind man was the businessman, and he was ......

It was so bizarre, even more bizarre than all the stories of ghosts and fairies she had ever heard. She never imagined that the blind man was ...... She couldn't have thought about it anymore.

Knowing the truth of the matter, she became even more miserable. It is clear that she has offended Mr. without realizing it. She thought that even if she chased to Yanshan regardless of the laws of the imperial court system, Mr. would probably not accept her as a disciple again, and it would be impossible to give her any guidance......

She didn't remember how she got back to the car, she didn't remember how she got back to her private apartment, and when she came to her senses, all she could see was a pile of scraps of paper in her hands. This is what Yi Ding is going to take to the stove to make a fire, and it is also part of the few exercises that Shang Cheng left behind. In the end, she selected and pieced together fifty-seven relatively complete characters from these scraps of paper, and asked two of the best framers in the capital to work together into a book paste. She gave it a name one by one

"Pick-up stickers".