Although the guards didn't understand what their prime minister was talking about, they still tied the letter back to the pigeon's leg and released it.

Sycamore House.

Jiang Huan paced back and forth in his room, "The letter has been released for several days, why haven't you replied yet, it can't be that my brother is annoying me and ignores me, right?" ”

The corners of the mouths of the two Qianying who were thick next to him twitched, the emperor just ignored anyone, and he wouldn't pay attention to his son-in-law, the only younger brother. Childe is, thinking too much.

The two thought tacitly.

At this moment, Ziyu came running with a pigeon in his hand, "Childe... Your pigeon, it's coming. ”

"Really?" Jiang Huan said happily, "Take it." ”

"Yes." Remnant Yang put the pigeon next to Jiang Huan as he said, "Childe, who gave this to you." ”

"My brother." Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Remnant Yang, help me take out the bottle in the second compartment of the cabinet." ”

"Okay." Remnant Yang responded in a low voice, and went to the cabinet to take out the bottle that Jiang Huan said.

"Childe, is this it?"

"Yes." Jiang Huan nodded, poured the water from the bottle onto the cloth, and wiped the paper from the pigeon's feet with it.

"Childe, what is written in the letter of the eldest son?" Remnant Yang Road.

"He said Xiliang won't do anything to us for the time being." Jiang Huan frowned and handed the letter to Qianying next to him.

Qianying took the letter, "Xiliang Gu Ziqing has the power alone, and it is definitely impossible to be subservient. His subordinates felt that he would definitely find a way to take the position of King Xiliang. If you want to be the king of Xiliang, you can't take care of Yue Guo for the time being, but we have to guard against it. ”

"Chikage is right." Jiang Huan said, "I will mention this matter to the Lord." As for Chikage, you go and write to my brother in my name. Remember, don't be too diligent or you'll get attention. Jiang Huan's eyes flashed with a faint light, "By the way, let him... Help me find something. ”

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Qianying, as the one who has been with Jiang Huan for the longest time among the four, still has the right to speak relative to Remnant Yang, "I have something to say to Childe, Remnant Yang, you go back first." ”

"Childe?"

"Let's go back." Jiang Huan said.

With Jiang Huan's permission, Remnant Yang retreated leisurely.

Jiang Huan saw the remnant sun retreat, "What's the matter?" ”

"The subordinates want to ask why the prince wants his subordinates to communicate with the emperor in the name of the prince... What about the eldest son's correspondence? ”

"You think I'm free?" Jiang Huan smiled, "Don't forget, there is not much time left for us." ”

yes, not much.

"Chikage, help me grind my ink, I want my brother to help me find something."

"Yes." Qianying walked up to Jiang Huan and helped him sharpen his ink.

"Su Qibai, draw down the picture of the artifact you said." Jiang Huan muttered quietly.

Su Qibai paused, "Benjun doesn't know how to draw." In this way, Benjun will pass on his memories to you, and you will draw them. ”

Three black lines rose on Jiang Huan's forehead, "Aren't you afraid that I will destroy him?" ”

"What are you afraid of?" Su Qibai said, "If you make the picture ugly, I will cripple you." ”

Why is he in my body, Jiang Huan thought depressedly. Qianying couldn't hear Su Qibai's voice, and could only see Jiang Huan talking to himself over there. He touched Jiang Huan's forehead with his hand, "I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense." ”

Belch.

Jiang Huan lightly patted Qianying's hand away, "I don't have a fever, so I don't need to touch it." ”

"If you don't have a fever, then how can you talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense." Jiang Huan wanted to say that, but he couldn't.

Let's not mention Su Qibai's special identity, if he talks about him to others, he may encounter a catastrophe. Taking a step back, even if his identity is not special, Jiang Huan cannot expose his identity. Unless, he wants to be burned in front of a monster.

Thinking of this, he shuddered, "It's just a little emotional." ”

"Emotion?" Qianying looked at Jiang Huan suspiciously, "What do you feel?" ”

"Things are people, and everything is resting, and tears flow first if you want to speak." Jiang Huan said, closing his eyes, and a few minutes later, the remaining three artifacts appeared on the paper.

"Childe's painting is so beautiful." Chikage praised.

"It's pretty good." Jiang Huan was not modest, but naturally accepted Qianying's praise.

He applied the potion, tied it to the pigeon's leg and let him go.

Although Mu Ling and Ziyu left the palace together, as soon as they went out, they split into two ways, so the two of them were different when they came back.

The first one to come back was Mu Ling, who put a heavy book and a bag of silver on the table, "Childe, the girl from Linglongju is really, too enthusiastic." ”

Jiang Huan weighed the amount of silver with his hand, "Isn't it good to be enthusiastic?" Don't you want people to be cold to you, do you? ”

"No, no, no." Mu Ling waved her hand, "If you are too cold, your subordinates will have the illusion that they owe them money." ”

"Poof." Jiang Huan sat on the table, reached out and flipped through the notebook brought by Mu Ling, and his face slowly became gloomy.

Seeing this, Mu Ling couldn't help but get anxious, "Childe, what's wrong with you?" ”

"There's not much use for the stuff here." Jiang Huan said, throwing the account book aside, "There is more than one official who goes to Linglongju to consume, and when they talk in the private room, they like to keep their voices very low. Most of the people in Linglong are women, and they can't hear anything in person, let alone eavesdropping. Childe, do you want to train someone to train those women, or send a man with good ears to Linglongju. ”

"What are you sending a man to do in that kind of place?" Jiang Huan looked at Mu Ling thoughtfully, "Could it be that he is making him a turtle father?" ”

"You can disguise yourself as a man and a woman, and be the kind of Qinglu in the Qinglou who sells her art but doesn't sell herself, can't you find out about them?"

"That's right." Jiang Huan said approvingly, "But who do you think we should look for so that we can't be discovered?" ”

"Isn't there a ready-made candidate?" Mu Ling's eyes rolled with a purr, "Remnant Yang is so good-looking, there must be no problem in pretending to be a daughter." ”

"Oh?" Jiang Huan chuckled and said, "Mu Ling, you are so sure of what you said, could it be that you have seen Remnant Yang wearing women's clothes?" ”

"How is that possible?" Mu Ling seemed to remember something, and said in horror, "No, the remnant sun is passing through women's clothes?" ”

"Walk through." Jiang Huan nodded matter-of-factly. "But don't forget, Remnant Yang has a phobia of women, and the most annoying thing is girls, will he promise you to go undercover in Linglongju?"

"No, it won't."

Jiang Huan pondered for a long time, "Mu Ling, since you mentioned the matter of undercover, then I will assign you a task." That task is to convince Remnant Yang to enter Linglong Residence. ”

"Huh?" The corners of Mu Ling's mouth twitched, "Why do you want me to go?" ”

"Because you said that you want the remnant sun to go undercover and live in Linglong."

(End of chapter)