Lu Qingtang immediately turned his face to look at the door.

Outside the door came a small round head, and a pair of big black eyes turned and turned, as if they were doing something bad.

She immediately got up from the Luohan bed and straightened the sideburns in her ears as she walked in the direction of the door.

She said to Mobao, "Why did you come here, didn't you play with your sisters?" ”

Mo Bao smiled, and immediately turned around and ran, stumbling a little clumsy, Lu Qingtang was still worried that he would wrestle.

But why did this kid run into the house, didn't he do something bad?

glanced at the house, but didn't see anything strange, so Lu Qingtang didn't take this matter to heart.

At this time, Xiao Mobao ran out of the courtyard and soon came to the garden of the Zhennan Palace.

He ran straight into the gazebo in the garden, panting.

Ji Wenzhan, who was sitting in the gazebo, reached out and picked up Mobao, let him sit on his lap, and handed the crisp cheese he had brought in advance to Mobao's mouth.

Xiao Mobao opened his mouth, and Ji Wenzhan fed cheese into his mouth,

After a while, he had eaten up a bowl of cheese, and Mobao patted his stomach contentedly and pointed to his mouth covered with cheese.

Ji Wenzhan rolled his eyes at him, reached out and took out the handkerchief from his arms.

While wiping his mouth, he muttered: "For a piece of shortbread, this son has to do the work of serving others, it's really a wretch." ”

Wiping his mouth clean, Ji Wenzhan put the handkerchief into his sleeve with a look of disgust, and stretched out his hand to Mobao again.

Mo Bao grinned and took out something wrapped in paper from his arms, Ji Wenzhan reached out to take it, it was still a little warm, he unfolded the paper bag, and there was a golden shortbread lying inside. The shortbread has a crispy crust and an aroma that is particularly tempting.

Ji Wenzhan hurriedly lowered his head and took a bite, the entrance of the shortbread was soft and delicious, and it melted in his mouth with a light bite, and the sweet sesame filling immediately spread in his mouth. Looking down at the shortbread that had not been bitten in his hand again, in the thin crust, the sesame filling continued to flow out, and Ji Wenzhan hurriedly swallowed it all.

He smashed his mouth, and hurriedly asked Mobao, "Can you get me another piece, and I'll buy you a sugar gourd." ”

Mo Bao's eyes immediately widened, shook his head and said, "No, Uncle Ji, Sister Kodan is fierce, saying that I won't eat if I eat too much, and I won't give me anything anymore." ”

Ji Wenzhan flattened his mouth, "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he looked down and saw that he was still holding the paper wrapped in the shortbread in his hand, which was already stained with oil, as if it had been torn from somewhere, and was torn crookedly.

I glanced at the contents of the paper at random, this is the paper on a medical book, and there are a few lines of notes written in small letters on it, and the paper is yellowed, as if it has been some years.

No, Mobao won't tear up Lu Qingtang's medical book and use it to wrap shortbread, right?

Ji Wenzhan glanced at the little man in his arms helplessly, "Shouldn't you tear up your mother's medical book, won't your mother beat you?" ”

Mobaowu's big eyes blinked, and his long eyelashes hit his lower eyelid from time to time, and he shook his head.

Ji Wenzhan's tense heartstrings loosened a little, and before he could speak, he listened to Mobao again, "I don't know." ”

Ji Wenzhan: "......"

He tossed the oil-stained paper into a wooden bucket next to the table, waiting for someone to clean it up. After playing a game of peek-a-boo with Mobao for a while, he was sent back to his quarters.

Back in the front yard, he subconsciously thought of the handwriting on the paper, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Very familiar and kind handwriting.

After thinking about it and thinking about it, Ji Wenzhan hurriedly returned to the pavilion just now, but the barrel had already been empty. He immediately called for the servant in charge, who said that he had already emptied all the things and thrown them in front of the door of the utility room, and waited for the evening to carry them out together.

Ji Wenzhan hurried to the utility room again, and the pile of miscellaneous items in front of the door dazzled him, and he immediately stepped forward and turned it up, regardless of the mess of things.

The people who were doing the work around were frightened when they saw this.

How can the dignified prince rummage through the garbage, a bold subordinate stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Shizi, are you looking for something?" ”

Ji Wenzhan raised his head, his forehead was covered with dense sweat, "I'm looking for a piece of paper, there are oil stains on it, and there are some words." ”

"You guys follow and look for it together, whoever finds this son will be rewarded!"

As soon as the people heard that there was a reward, they immediately stepped forward and began to flip up.

Ji Wenzhan wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and told them from time to time, "Don't break it, if you damage this world, you will be punished!" ”

At this time, a person walked over to him happily holding a piece of paper, "Shizi, do you think this is it?" ”

Ji Wenzhan was squatting in the corner to rest, and when he saw this, he immediately stepped forward to check.

This is a piece of letterhead, and the handwriting on it is obviously Ji Wuxi, only half written, and the paper is crumpled. It's like being crumpled and unfolded.

Ji Wenzhan shook his head, "No, there are printed words on it, and the paper is a little yellow, so let's look for it." ”

After saying that, the man threw the paper aside and continued to look for the reward.

Ji Wenzhan was still squatting in the corner, observing the subordinate who was looking for something, and inadvertently, he saw the letterhead he had just seen again.

Wrong!

He quickly got up and picked up the letterhead.

The content of the letterhead was a common poem, but he was surprised that there was something wrong with the paper.

He was familiar with his father's habit of writing on good paper. He said that if the paper is good, the words written will not scatter the ink, but ordinary people will not notice it.

Carefully observing the subtleties of the characters, Ji Wenzhan immediately found signs of imitation.

In other words, the words on this piece of paper were not written by my father, and someone was deliberately imitating my father's handwriting!

Ji Wenzhan froze in place, and suddenly felt terrified, everything in the heaven and earth was passing in front of him at this moment.

He thought of the "King of Zhennan" in Fangcheng County who exchanged letters with Li Zhi, that person and this person were his father, who was framing him.

This person is in the Zhennan Palace, who could he be?

Ji Wenzhan's mind fell into chaos, and the subordinate next to him shouted several times before he came back to his senses.

The subordinate held a piece of paper in his hand and shouted excitedly: "Shizi, I found it, please take a look!" ”

Ji Wenzhan stretched out his hand to take the piece of paper, and when he saw that it was really the paper he had lost, the handwriting on the paper was still clearly visible, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll reward you with fifty taels of silver, and tomorrow I'll go to the account office to receive the reward." ”

The subordinate immediately knelt down and kowtowed, his face full of joy, "Thank you Shiziye, Shiziye Wanblessed!" ”

The people around him immediately deflated when they saw this, it was a full fifty taels, and the opportunity was missed in front of them, hey......