The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

Jiang Zhiyue asked Jiang Fuyao to identify the words on the letter without hesitation.

Jiang Fuyao was surprised when she saw the contents of the letter.

"Achan, when did this happen? Why don't you ever mention it?"

Jiang Zhiyue looked at the letter and said slowly: "I blocked others' way in the Nine Mountains Hunting."

"Not surprising."

Jiang Fuyao didn't know how to describe her feelings.

When she heard Jiang Zhiyue talking about the assassination attempt on Emperor Rong'an in an extremely nonchalant tone, she was a little stunned.

"But, but you should let your uncle know about this letter."

Jiang Fuyao said anxiously.

She is always worried about the sisters.

Jiang Zhiyue smiled and said, "It's easier to dodge an open attack than to defend against an arrow from the dark. It's better to always be on the defensive."

"It's better to find the person and take the initiative to attack."

Jiang Zhiyue's words were very firm and Jiang Fuyao understood them clearly.

Jiang Fuyao nodded: "What you said does make some sense."

Only then did Jiang Fuyao turn her eyes to the piece of paper in Jiang Zhiyue's hand and carefully identify the handwriting.

Jiang Zhiyue looked at her, waiting for her to identify whether it was Ying Xu's handwriting.

These days, Ying Xu also came to the mansion under the pretext of discussing academic matters with his brother, and he often slacked off.

Besides Jiang Fuyao, Jiang Tiyu also recognized Ying Xu's handwriting.

It’s just unfortunate that my brother had just been sent out by me.

Now the only one left was Jiang Fuyao to identify it.

Jiang Fuyao quickly shook her head, "No, not on the left or right hand."

"The owner of this handwriting wrote decisively and with a certain grace. Even the sloppy handwriting shows his skill."

"The Third Young Master's handwriting...is not that pretty."

Jiang Fuyao lowered her voice suspiciously at the end.

Jiang Zhiyue raised an eyebrow. It seems that the clue ends here...

wrong!

"Why not ask the Third Young Master where this lotus ink came from?" Jiang Zhiyue said.

Jiang Fuyao nodded, "That's exactly what I was thinking."

Jiang Zhiyue smiled at Jiang Fuyao and said, "Then I'll leave this matter to Fifth Sister."

Jiang Fuyao nodded, "It's about your safety, I will naturally keep it in mind."

Jiang Zhiyue smiled. Fifth sister is actually very easy to get along with.

Although she sometimes deliberately annoys her fourth sister, she also has her fourth sister in her heart.

Otherwise, how could he have provoked Fourth Sister and then secretly coaxed her?

Jiang Zhiyue had long seen through Jiang Fuyao, a person who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

Jiang Fuyao asked Jiang Zhiyue to have a good rest.

Jiang Zhiyue asked Jiang Fuyao to stay and asked Changying to take the pine smoke ink that he had found with great difficulty.

Jiang Fuyao's face changed and she looked at Jiang Zhiyue: "Xiao Liu, do you think I'm helping you in exchange for something?"

Jiang Zhiyue cried out in injustice: "Fifth sister, my good sister, whoever dares to say that, I will be the first to beat her."

Jiang Fuyao looked at Jiang Zhiyue doubtfully: "Are you feeling embarrassed?"

Jiang Zhiyue smiled obediently: "Fifth sister, are you embarrassed? Why are you reacting so strongly to a gift?"

"If it was Fourth Sister, she would have happily accepted it."

Jiang Fuyao muttered in a low voice: "I'm not her."

Jiang Zhiyue stepped forward and pulled Jiang Fuyao to say something nice, "Good sister, just accept it. This good thing is just right for you to use."

Jiang Fuyao was a little hesitant.

Achan is generous and uses pine soot ink whenever she wants.

But how can she afford to return the favor in the future?

Jiang Zhiyue seemed to see through Jiang Fuyao's worries. She said, "Just think of it as me asking you to write a few more words for me."

"Why do sisters care so much about each other?"

"If my sister knew about this, she would blame me."

Every word Jiang Zhiyue said was for Jiang Fuyao.

Jiang Fuyao suddenly smiled and said, "You're right. Sisters shouldn't be so calculating."

She always felt that she had to repay Achan, and always tried hard not to owe Achan.

But Achan and the eldest sister have the same thoughts, they are sisters.

Sisters should help each other.

Just like today when Achan encountered trouble and asked her for help.

If Achan also thought that she owed her something, she wouldn't have handled things this way.

Jiang Zhiyue was delighted to see that Jiang Fuyao had come to her senses and was beaming with joy.

Jiang Fuyao nodded at her: "You are such a good sister."

Jiang Zhiyue raised his chin proudly, "Of course not."

-

The Jingji Garrison was located in the east of the capital, occupying a long street, not far from the imperial city.

Jiang Tiyu was stopped at the gate of Gyeonggiwei.

"Who are you? This is the Jingji Guard. No outsiders are allowed to enter." The Jingji Guard stretched out his hand and stood in front of Jiang Tiyu.

Jiang Tiyu looked calm and took out the token of the Duke of Yingzhou's Mansion: "Go find your commander and tell him that someone from the Duke of Yingzhou's Mansion is here to see him."

The guard checked the authenticity of Jiang Tiyu's token, quickly returned it to him, and changed his attitude towards Jiang Tiyu.

"Sir, the commander is not in the garrison." The guard said to Jiang Tiyu with an apologetic smile.

Jiang Tiyu frowned, "Do you know where he went?"

The guard on the left hesitated and wanted to say that the commander's whereabouts could not be revealed casually.

The guard on the right poked him and said hurriedly, "The commander has been going to Sui'an Hall frequently these days. The prince can go and take a look."

Jiang Tiyu laughed and turned to leave.

He turned back to look at the guard on the right and threw a few silver coins to him: "Good boy."

"Thank you for the reward, Your Highness." The guard on the right happily took the silver coins.

The guard on the left was stunned, while the guard on the right picked out the smallest one and handed it to him lovingly.

"Don't say that your brother doesn't take care of you. Share yours."

The guard on the left quickly took it and thanked the guard on the right.

The guard on the right whispered, "Our commander is going to get engaged to the Duke of Ying. The only Duke of Ying who is about the same age as our commander is his son."

"You, please leave more messages, okay?"

Jiang Tiyu had no idea that the guards at the gate of Gyeonggiwei were talking about him.

He walked all the way to Sui'an Hall, his pace getting faster and faster, as if there was a wind under his feet.

We finally arrived at Sui'an Hall, where there were quite a few people coming to see the doctor.

It was the doctor's boy who saw him, recognized him, and went forward to greet him.

"The prince is here."

"Is the commander here?" Jiang Tiyu looked at the doctor sitting in the hall.

The doctor sighed, "I knew I couldn't hide it. Take the prince to the backyard."

The latter sentence is naturally directed at the child.

Jiang Tiyu frowned, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

really--

The little boy took Jiang Tiyu to the room in the backyard. As soon as he opened the door, a strong smell of medicine hit him.

Jiang Tiyu took a step closer and saw a person wrapped like a dumpling lying on the bed. His heart skipped a beat.

Hearing the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air behind his ear, he quickly pulled the child to hide.

The long sword barely stopped in mid-air.

Jiang Tiyu looked at Lu Qingxiao with a complicated expression.

Lu Qingxiao tightened the sword in his hand, and under Jiang Tiyu's indescribable gaze, he calmly and expressionlessly put the sword back into the sheath.

"How did you come?"

If Jiang Tiyu didn't know who was on the bed at this moment, he would be a fool.

Jiang Tiyu sneered: "It's almost the New Year, I didn't expect you guys to still be interested in making human meat dumplings."

Shen Mo: ...The eldest master has a very poisonous tongue.