In He Zhile's case before, someone also imitated her words, but the imitation was very clumsy.

But this note is different, Cui Jiu's character is like his person, sharp, often grotesque, this word imitates vividly, and even some of Cui Jiu's small habits, the focus of the pen, have been noticed one by one, this is not a day's work.

Obviously, this person has been by Cui Jiu's side all the year round, or he can often see Cui Jiu's pen and book.

Then there are three types of people who are the most suspicious, one is the person who is close to Cui Jiu in Yushitai, the second is the person from the Cui family, and the third is the person who often reads the excerpts written by Cui Jiu.

There are too many opportunities to excerpt on the Yushi Stage, especially Cui Jiu, who is simply a battle maniac, and he has written countless chapters, so when he thinks about it, there are more people.

No wonder Fang Gong looked at her when he was dying, thinking that he had obeyed the instructions and exchanged his life for the safety of the whole family!

And this note, he returned it to He Zhichun, obviously with two meanings, one is that he did not leak the secret and told others about it; Second, there is also a fluke to sow discord, what if Cui Jiu leaves He Zhichun alone and acts alone?

As for Fang Gong deliberately writing this note to mislead her, she didn't think so, because after all, his descendants still had to earn a living under her hands.

He Zhichun thought about it, hid the note, and discussed it with him when Cui Jiu came back.

After a while, Cui Jiu came back, followed by the frowning old Taoist priest.

Cui Dou has always been beaming, and rarely has this kind of expression, He Zhichun hurriedly greeted him, "What happened to the ancestor?" ”

The old Taoist priest glanced at He Zhichun strangely, "The sage asked so-and-so, is there an elixir?" ”

He Zhichun chuckled in his heart, after the sage went to Fangfu today, his mood was very low, and then Li Daliang, Cen Wen and others were also sick, which made him even more frightened.

The old Taoist priest looked around, stretched out four fingers, then shook off his robe, and muttered to himself: "Where in this world is there the art of immortality, no." ”

The saint fought in his early years, and he was a good woman, and his body had long been hollowed out.

Cui Jiu was a little surprised, Zeng Zu's four fingers, did he calculate that the saint could only live for another four years?

He Zhichun was also surprised, and was in awe, the old Taoist priest is really a person with great ability, she was reborn once, and knew that the saint was going to die in May of the twenty-third year.

That year was a national funeral, and the whole Daqing could not have a banquet for a long time, and the ladies in the Cui family's old house at that time still had people secretly complaining.

Cui Jiu patted He Zhichun's shoulder, "Ah Qiao, don't be afraid." ”

He Zhichun nodded, she was in a hurry about this matter from now on, and there was no way, she thought, took out the note, and handed it to Cui Jiu.

Cui Jiu was angry when he saw it, "Which turtle son dares to pretend to be a master, see if he doesn't pick his skin, Ah Qiao, this is really not written by so-and-so, at the age of the father-in-law, if he doesn't write a note, he will have to whine sooner or later!" ”

He Zhichun couldn't wait to reach out and cover his mouth, okay with you, although this is the East Palace, it is difficult to guarantee that there are no spies or anything like that, in case it reaches the ears of the saint, I still think that you are cursing people!

"Then tell me, who can imitate your words, which are more suspicious?"

Cui Jiu shook his head and thought for a while, "A certain character should be unparalleled in the world, and there is no second person who can write it!" ”

He Zhichun glanced at him with disdain, "Enough is enough, you, could it be that this is written by a ghost!" ”

"There are four people who can write, the first person is your master Chu Shilang, who can even imitate the words of the sage, and claims to be the first person to forge it; The second person is you, because you have fulfilled your Master's true lineage...... Alas, if there is no money in the future, you will have to send it just by selling fake copybooks! And you are the prince, the prince said it was true, who dared to say that it was false! ”

He Zhichun kicked him, is it serious?

But when you think about it this way, it's quite a breeze, haha, doesn't this mean that the deer is the horse?

What to do, I feel like I am on the road to the faint king and there is no return.

Phew! He Zhichun spit on himself a few times in his heart.

"What else? My master and I would definitely not write this. Isn't the Yan family, who are also calligraphers, the same Yan family? ”

Cui Jiu shook his head, "The Yan and Yan families are low-key, and the words they write have many family rules. ”

"This third person is my great-grandfather, my words are taught by my great-grandfather one by one, he can definitely write. This fourth person, after so-and-so said, you don't hit so-and-so ......"

He Zhichun snorted coldly, "Isn't it a good match?" Tell me, who is Pingkangfang? ”

Cui Jiu licked his face, "Yes...... It's Zheng Mingzhu. At that time, A-Niang liked her, and she lived in Tianxu Province, and A-Yun was taken captive to Liaodong, so A-Niang often took her over. showed her the letter written by a certain person, and a certain person heard A-Niang mention it once, saying that Zheng Mingzhu was Xi's character. It's just something I know, and there's something I don't know......"

After Cui Jiu finished speaking, he immediately kept He Zhichun, "Okay, can you not punish a certain person for sleeping in the study?" ”

He Zhichun looked at him pretending to be pitiful, and couldn't help laughing, "Why is there that Zheng Mingzhu everywhere recently?" ”

Cui Jiu was stunned for a moment, and restrained his expression, "What is Yang Yuan's surname, his surname is Yang!" So is he a descendant of the previous dynasty? ”

He Zhichun shook his head, "Can it be so easy to be found out?" Unlikely, right? And Yang Yuan is the son of my father's classmate, I haven't heard my father mention it, saying that Yang Yuan is adopted! Yang Yuan's father was originally from Tanzhou and had an innocent family background. ”

However, Yang Tingshi only has Yang Yuan's only son, and He Yu probably won't come up and ask, is this child his own?

I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten to death, right?

Cui Jiu was worried in his heart, "It's useless to think about it, let's go ask Daddy tomorrow to see, it's late at night, Ah Qiao, let's settle it......"

What is called eating marrow and knowing taste, Cui Jiu really understands this word now, after eating meat, he can't look down on his left and right hands.

He Zhichun smiled, walked into the house, and then picked up Cui Jiu's brocade quilt and stuffed it into Cui Jiu's arms, "Go sleep in the study!" ”

Cui Jiu wailed!

The subordinates of the East Palace all looked in that direction sympathetically and shook their heads, "Pitiful! I don't know where to provoke the prince again. ”

Only Mama Ruan ran over anxiously, stabilized her mind, and gave Cui Jiu a look.

Cui Jiu was grateful, and said with a wail: "Ah Qiao, that so-and-so is gone, so-and-so is really gone!" ”

Then he pretended to be heavy and walked out of the yard, and when he came to the door, he ran back with a light skill, and hid by the door.

Mama Ruan nodded, stretched out her hand and knocked on the door, "Prince, Mama is here to bring you soup." ”

He Zhichun heard Cui Jiu's footsteps in the distance, opened the door, and unexpectedly a heavy object was pushed in directly, and when he looked at it again, it was Cui Jiu.

Mama Ruan snapped and closed the door.

It's really two naïve ghosts, they have to toss every three or five times, and Mama Ruan feels that she can go on stage to sing a big show! Really, I'm tired of an old bone!

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