She is not optimistic that Cousin Yuan can make the old prodigal son of King Zhao turn back, ignoring the two sons for her.

I don't think I'm optimistic that Cousin Yuan can let her two sons or daughters-in-law set rules in front of her!

Gu Jiayao suddenly muttered to herself, she had written all these bloody episodes.

Where did the family wear it?

Is all this real?

She can feel the sun and the wind now, and there is a senior brother by her side, how can it be a dream?

It's just that the talent of a writer encounters similar people or things, and it is easy to think divergently.

Even if it's a history that's different from what she knows, the world she's in is real.

It takes a lot of effort to get a reward, and if they're not careful, they're going to die.

When Gu Jiayao got off the horse, she touched under the saddle and touched a piece of fabric, "This is ......"

She took out the fabric, and it was a bright yellow satin with faint handwriting on it.

Shi Ze tied his horse, and when he turned around and saw the silk that Gu Jiayao was looking back and forth in his hand, his face suddenly changed, "Where did you get this thing?" ”

"It must be the silk that the man who robbed my horse secretly hid under the saddle, and the pattern on it—apparently only a small half, and it doesn't look like a treasure map, as if—there are words?"

Gu Jiayao carefully distinguished, "It's still blood!" ”

The silk is just a small piece, and the words on it are not only traditional, but also written in cursive, Gu Jiayao can see that the words are already good.

"Senior brother, His Royal Highness King Zhao arrested that man, could it be that it was for this piece of bright yellow silk?"

Gu Jiayao's forehead rolled down beads of sweat, "Why don't I ask my father to give this piece of silk to His Royal Highness King Zhao?" After getting the silk, King Zhao shouldn't want to kill people, I don't understand what is written on it. ”

Shi Ze's eyes were cold, "I'm afraid it's too late to send it over now, the words on this-"

"I know a few, and my master has been teaching me to practice cursive recently."

After all, what celebrity wouldn't go wild?

Gu Xi used to be a wild grass.

Shi Ze leaned over and glanced at the cursive writing on the bright yellow satin, and Gu Jiayao thought of the bloody bridge:

"It shouldn't be an edict with blood or something, today's Your Majesty is arbitrary, and there are always heroes like the British Princess, and Your Majesty will not need to send edicts out."

"In the end, it may be the Southern Dynasty - I heard that the last emperor of the Southern Dynasty was strangled to death by his own hands as today's son, and the princess and county lord were all imprisoned in other courtyards, and the prince seemed to be ambushed."

"Yaoyao, what are you talking about? Why don't you go into the house? ”

Gu Xi was neatly dressed and chic, but there was still a trace of unhappiness on his handsome face.

Gu Jiayao pulled Gu Xi into the door, and Jiang Shi held the account book to check the input, after all, their family was about to go to the capital, and there were many places where they needed silver.

"The silver earned by this garment business is still satisfactory to me, but I didn't imagine much, no wonder few people do the garment business, they are still more accustomed to buying fabric and silk to make their own clothes to wear, not His Royal Highness King Rui happens to hold a banquet, we take advantage of the novelty of the clothing style, otherwise we can't earn this bit of silver."

Jiang raised his eyes and saw that her husband and daughter were not very good-looking, closed the account book, and asked, "One of you went to see King Rui, and the other went to ride a horse outside the city, why did you all enter the door with a stinky face?" ”

Gu Xi took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said softly: "His Royal Highness King Rui - it is deeper than we can think of the routine!" ”

"What's wrong?"

"How long did it take for me to send the drawings to King Zhao?"

Gu Xi still remembers the cold sweat he felt in front of King Rui, "The original drawings fell into his hands, and they were so terrible that they were the original drawings!" It wasn't King Zhao who took the initiative to give it to him. ”

Gu Jiayao handed over the handkerchief, "Have you seen His Royal Highness King Rui?" What did he say? ”

Gu Xi nodded and said, "I should have seen it, I-As soon as I entered, King Rui's people threw the drawings over, and then carefully inquired about the process of making the Lianzhu crossbow in front of me." ”

"I have explained everything one by one, and I am more attentive than King Zhao asked at the beginning, no wonder King Rui's authority is far above King Zhao, and his subordinates are all more powerful than King Zhao."

"I estimate that in a month at least and at most in March, King Rui will be able to make a series of crossbow arrows, and King Rui is not only brave and good at fighting, but also has a fanatical interest in the research and development of weapons."

Gu Xi touched the cold sweat on his forehead:

"As far as my mouth is quite strict, I have been taken away a lot by the Lord Rui, and in the end, I even agreed to help the Rui King improve the Lianzhu crossbow arrows, as well as improve the artillery on the sea ship."

Jiang rarely saw him so frustrated, no wonder his face was not good-looking, after the crossing, her husband reappeared in his youth and the strength of not admitting defeat.

"Will we offend His Royal Highness King Zhao?"

"He didn't keep the drawings himself, so it's not my fault, I even suspect that King Rui may have arranged for a few people to listen to the news today."

Gu Xi was tricked by a young man who was less than twenty years old, and Dingtian was a high school student.

Although the ancients were precocious, Gu Xi was still vaguely uncomfortable.

Gu Jiayao handed the bright yellow silk in his hand to Gu Xi, "His Royal Highness King Zhao is only afraid that he hates us to death at this time, and I am not surprised that the gate of the mansion will be surrounded by King Zhao's people for a while." ”

"This-" Gu Xi carefully recognized the handwriting, "Wu'er-what-Mandate-"

Gu Jiayao admired and said: "You are so good that you can see what is written, but I didn't recognize a single word." ”

Subsequently, Gu Jiayao recounted today's encounter, "This game is very important to deal with Zhao Wang Xu, even more important than the drawings you gave to Zhao Wang." ”

"The reason why King Zhao's people escorted the man out of the city in a carriage should be because they don't want too many people to see it, for fear of leaking the news."

Gu Jiayao analyzed: "It is more likely that he wants to hide His Royal Highness King Rui, who gets this piece of silk and who has merit - or it is related to the secrecy of the Dayan royal family, after all, the people who can use bright yellow silk are stained with the royal family." ”

The entourage at the door stumbled into the door, "His Royal Highness King Rui's people surrounded the mansion, saying that they asked the young lady to go to the Ruiwang barracks with unexpected things to meet them. ”

"He's—it's too much."

Shi Ze's forehead was bulging, "He wants this credit, just take this piece of silk, isn't he obviously forcing his junior sister?" ”

Gu Xi grabbed Shi Ze, who seemed to be going to die with King Rui, and felt Shi Ze's muscles throbbing in his palm, obviously extremely angry.

"I'll go with my sister."

Shi Ze gritted his teeth, "Master, I will definitely bring my junior sister back safely." ”

Gu Xi touched his chin, "King Rui put a spy on my mansion?" This news spread too quickly, you stay with your master, and I will go to the Ruiwang Tent with Yaoyao again. ”

"King Rui's people said that only Miss should be invited."

“……”

Gu Xi and Jiang Shiqi's faces changed.

Gu Jiayao said: "Dad, mother, although I go alone, but with you here, King Rui doesn't dare to bully me easily." ”

Gu Jiayao walked out with the silk, and Shi Ze chased after him, "I'll send my junior sister outside the city." ”

Shi Ze's face was tense and stiff, and when she said no at this time, Shi Ze was afraid that she would explode on the spot.

"Okay, I'm sorry for the trouble, senior brother."

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