New·New Consort

In the countryside, Yijian Piaohong took the prince for a whole day.

In fact, the road is not far, but on this road, the prince can only walk slowly with the heavy carpenter on his back, and has to rest for an hour or two every time he walks two or three miles.

At night, Yijian Piaohong beat a hare, and the two lit a fire in the wild to roast the rabbit.

The prince gnawed on the bland rabbit's leg and said, "You have been silent all this time, aren't you panicking?"

A sword fluttering red: "..."

The prince sighed: "Actually, I know what my brother-in-law means. He thinks that if he throws me to the countryside to suffer for a few days, I will come to you and cry and want to go back, so that I can live a peaceful life." He bit the rabbit again. Meat, and said vaguely, "I also know that it is impossible to eat meat every day in the countryside. It is only during the Chinese New Year that we eat better. Mei Zhu told me about it before."

A sword fluttering red: "..."

The prince said: "But I really can't stand their lectures to me. Every time the carpenter is invited, can't you teach me how to make a wooden bird? Mr. Song this time It seems that he really knows how to make wooden birds, but unfortunately he loves to preach more than the last carpenter."

A sword fluttering red: "..."

The prince continued: "I am a grandson. My father and grandfather fought hard for the world. I just want to be a grandson of Taiping, can't I? How many clans have been raised in the previous dynasty, but I don't have many brothers at all. Let me do it willfully. Why not be a carpenter?"

With a sword fluttering red, he picked up a branch and stirred the burning bonfire.

"The people support the court, the court controls the people, the people pay taxes, and the court collects taxes. This is all right. They all want to know why Huailai raised taxes, why don't they see how much money Huailai has made since the border gate opened in the past two years? ?Although I only like wooden birds, I also know the truth——Sword Warrior, do you know that?"

Yi Jian Piao Hong subtly shook his head.

The prince said: "The imperial court used the war against Anjiang in exchange for business opportunities, and the commercial trade brought money. Naturally, the imperial court should increase taxes! I don't eat much, I don't use much, and I don't fight cocks like other princes and grandchildren. Running dog, I just want to be a wooden bird, I just want to do what I want to do, but they insist on forcing me to be a qualified wise prince, why is this so?"

A sword fluttering red: "..."

The prince clapped his hands, took out a handkerchief and wiped off the oil on his hands: "I can only tell you this. If I said this to my sister and brother-in-law, I will definitely be scolded by them again."

A sword fluttering red: "...sleep."

He kicked the leftover bones into the fire with his feet, and lay down by the campfire to sleep.

The prince burped a few times, took out a smaller wooden bird from his backpack, and polished it with sandpaper.

Feng Suzhen got up early again, the east was not yet bright, and the fragrance of the sky had not yet risen, so she had no choice but to walk into the yard, and dimly saw the flickering fire under the porch, Mr. Song was eating the "cigarette and wine".

After the two exchanged greetings, both of them were speechless. After a long time, Song Changgeng said slowly, "Do you think it's beyond rude for this old man to force the crown prince to fulfill his duties as a commoner?"

Feng Suzhen hurriedly said: "Don't dare, Mr. has the whole world in his heart, and he has hopes for the crown prince, so he is angry with him for not fighting."

Song Changgeng was silent for a while, and said leisurely: "In terms of age, I am older than Emperor Taizu—that is, the grandfather of the current emperor... Back then, after the Tianxiong Army declared a great victory, I met you in the capital. Pass him."

Feng Suzhen knew that at that time, Taizu was already a hero who saved the country from danger, but Song Changgeng was displaced due to the war, his wife and children were separated, and he stood alone - presumably Mr. Song had complicated feelings on this side.

She thought that Mr. Song still had something to say, but after waiting for a long time, she still only saw the flickering fire.Her heart moved, and she said: "Although the smoke looks invisible, it actually contains a lot of dust. If you inhale your lungs like this, I'm afraid it won't be good for your health. You should take good care of yourself when you are old."

"Actually, I also know that this thing is not good. Smoke is stuffed with ink. It must be of no benefit to inhale it." Song Changgeng laughed at himself. It doesn't hurt to eat some ink."

"Ink?" Feng Suzhen asked calmly, "Mr. Song is also involved in the ink making?"

Song Changgeng said: "'All ink is made by burning smoke and congealing it'. The old man once served as a small official in Huizhou, and also went to She County, the capital of ink, and studied it a lot. When I was young, I was interested in recording practical studies. , I also wrote a short section of this ink art in my little book."

Feng Suzhen smiled and said: "I must have missed this paragraph when I swallowed the jujube. I am also quite good at calligraphy and ink, and I did one myself when I was studying. At that time, I wanted to go to Modu to see it. I don't know how the ink industry is like now. "

"Although calligraphy and ink are elegant, it's about business and business," Song Changgeng narrowed his eyes, "if this is the case, the family usually eats meat, and then drinks soup."

"Sir, what you said is, I don't know if you have any dealings with Gongmo Cao's family in Huizhou?"

"Of course there are," Song Changgeng said enthusiastically, "I was an academic officer after all, and I had some friendship with the famous Mohists in Shexian County. Even the Cheng Fang family, who had never seen each other until death, sat at the same table because of me." After eating..."

Feng Suzhen continued the conversation, and the two started chatting.

Tian Xiang came out of the room and saw that the two were chatting happily, she excused going out for breakfast, and dragged Feng Suzhen out of the door.

They said it was breakfast, but they just bought some snacks on the side of the road, some vegetables and meat were sandwiched in the fire, bold and rough, but Tianxiang ate very sweet.Feng Suzhen was already used to her appearance, and she still ate small bites in a dignified manner.

One of these two people was dressed as a noble son, and the other was dressed as a servant, their styles were so different, they were very eye-catching.They strolled all the way, and after a while, they arrived at the west of Huailai City where the Nilv Merchant Market was concentrated.

There is still a line of soldiers standing at the gate of Hengtaifeng, surrounded by a master who keeps signing stamps.Tianxiang was a little curious. It's been more than half a month since I borrowed it, why haven't I collected enough money yet?She did a simple calculation and found that the funds raised in the past few days amounted to several 10 taels, and it was just a place in her arms. It seems that it is quite expensive to raise soldiers.

"It is said that it should have been sold out the day before yesterday, and a lot of merchants have come in from Huailai recently. So they printed some bonds, saying that in addition to buying land, they also need to buy horses from Chahar to raise them. The money is much higher." Feng Suzhen. After inquiring, she asked Tianxiang to listen, Tianxiang nodded, and looked at the master who brought a bottle of ink and wrote the bond on the spot.She knew that even though the war with Chahar had ceased, future generations would inevitably have a war with Liaodong, so in terms of war preparations, it was natural to make an appointment with them.After thinking about it, she started to move again, should I buy some more?

"Here, that girl over there is the Miss Cheng I saw yesterday." Feng Suzhen poked Tianxiang and raised her chin towards the crowd.

Tianxiang looked in Feng Suzhen's direction, only to see a girl in black shirt standing in the queue, and she was at the front of the queue, and she was almost there.

It is impressive, because this girl is really young, and there is a little ignorance and childishness in her pretty face. I am afraid that she has just reached her age, and she is rarely dressed in black even if she is dressed in plain clothes on weekdays. shirt.And this girl is frowning tightly at this moment, with a look of bitterness and hatred.

Tianxiang rubbed her chin playfully - it looked more like the bitter queen after some romantic affair.

After looking at the woman's gaze, both of them realized that the woman's expression was not because she was born that way, but because she was looking at something - the ink on the master's desk.

Feng Suzhen froze for a moment, and said, "Ink, this ink seems to be tricky."

Tianxiang wondered: "You know it just by looking at it?"

Feng Suzhen didn't answer, just dragged Tianxiang all the way to the front of the team.When the two of them came here a few days ago, there were enough bonds, and almost all of them were ready-made on-the-spot payment, and they had never seen this bottle of ink.

When the two approached, they happened to arrive at Miss Cheng's place.

The master looked up at her, and seemed to be startled: "Why are you again? Come to touch porcelain again?"

"I haven't touched porcelain!" Miss Cheng said loudly, "I grew up in an ink workshop, and I have seen countless inks. The ink colors of the writing and signatures on the bonds you gave me are clearly inconsistent. I saw it right away!"

The master waved his hand impatiently: "Gonna, have you ever seen any book with the same ink marks after printing? It's normal to have light ink color. It's fine if you don't want to buy it. I also refunded the money to you on the same day. The side room is raising funds for military and state affairs, what are you making trouble here? Hundreds of households, get this little girl out for me."

The sergeant at the side answered yes, and was about to drag Miss Cheng away.

"I waited for a few days, and today I saw you take out the ink. The ink is wrong!" Miss Cheng shouted and struggled. bond.After all, Miss Cheng's yelling still attracted people's attention, and a few people came up around, who seemed to know Miss Cheng, and they were talking good things, trying to save Miss Cheng.

Those members of the family Yu raised their sword eyebrows, raised their whips around their waists, and were about to hit people, but saw a blur in front of them, a gray figure suddenly appeared in front of them, and their wrists holding the whips were also grabbed.

He took a closer look, but he was a handsome young man with upturned eyebrows: "Soldiers are the weapon of the country, and defending the country is the duty of a soldier, but you commit murder in the street, whip women and children, and you are ashamed to be called a soldier!"

Yu Baihu was furious: "You bastard whore, you don't know where to sell your ass when I am proclaiming to kill the Tartars!" He found that his hand was being held down again.

It was still the handsome boy, and he said in a cold voice, "Then you plan to use this knife that kills Tartars, and turn the knife to the people of the Han land?"

Yu Baihu was stunned, his wrist was slender, but it seemed to be extremely powerful, pressing on his wrist, he couldn't move at all.Over the years, Yu Baihu has not only said that he is the enemy of ten thousand people, but also has cut off hundreds of heads. Knowing that the person in front of him has deep internal strength, he opened his eyes wide and wide, "Who are you?"

This person was Feng Suzhen, she didn't answer directly, but said: "The money raised is used for your hundreds of thousands of soldiers, if something goes wrong and someone pockets you, what should you do?"

Yu Baihu calmed down and said loudly: "This matter was brought up by the commander of my Xuanda and the two governments to Gu Chengen, the Governor of Xuanda, and it was also approved by Gu Daren. It is absolutely true. The bonds issued are well-founded. Well, it’s used to raise soldiers in the field, and it’s normal even if there’s some wear and tear in the middle. Who are you, talking empty teeth, are you trying to slander my Xuanda’s soldiers?”

Feng Suzhen sneered: "Then why are you so eager to drive this girl away, why don't you just listen to her finish her sentence!"

That Cheng girl was right in front of her, she said loudly: "Yes, this ink is wrong!"

Yu Baihu asked back, "What's wrong?"

The eyes of nearly a hundred people around were all on Miss Cheng, and Tianxiang was full of anticipation, waiting for her to come to a conclusion.

Miss Cheng bit her lips: "I don't know, but it's just wrong! I bought more than a dozen bonds the day before yesterday, and some of them had inconsistent ink colors. Although the differences are subtle, they are just different."

The fragrance is absolutely heavenly.

The master snorted: "I still want to say that you are out of your mind! What does it matter if Mo is right?"

Miss Cheng said: "I deliberately took the opportunity to look at the bonds bought by several other acquaintances. I bought them, but they all have the same ink color. My family has been making ink for a hundred years, and I am very familiar with ink art. There must be something strange about this ink."

The master scolded: "You motherfucker, I have only seen the vouchers of a few people - more than a hundred households. I think these people are all strange. Could it be that the secret agents sent by the Tartars locked them up so I can ask them!"

Feng Suzhen said coldly at the side: "If Mo is wrong, what if the bond expires?"

The master was furious: "Nonsense, I wrote it in black and white, could it be possible that the words can still fly?"

"The words can really fly," Feng Suzhen said loudly, "The ink for your signature is not ordinary ink, but squid ink!"

"Sepia ink?" Tianxiang was confused, while Cheng girl beside her was stunned: "Oh, that's right, this is wrong!"

Tianxiang: "What?"

Feng Suzhen said: "There is a kind of fish in the sea that stores ink in its body to protect itself, so it is called cuttlefish. In later generations, lawless people took the ink to make fake ink and used it to write bonds. After half a year, all the handwriting disappeared. Fish are called squid."

The master's face changed: "What kind of squid and white squid, I have never heard of it, nonsense!"

Feng Suzhen stepped forward and said: "Then you take out this ink and let me identify it."

The master grabbed the white and said: "How can you say yes, who knows who you are?!" He reached out to get the ink, but found that the ink had been taken away by a small and flexible boy.

The master hurriedly greeted the surrounding sergeants to grab ink.

The little man was really nimble, he rushed left and right in front of the tall and big soldiers, shouting as he ran, "It's useful, how can I distinguish this ink?"

Feng Suzhen couldn't see where she was, so she stretched her neck: "You smell the ink carefully, can you smell a fishy smell?"

During the scramble, the black porcelain bottle containing ink suddenly flew into the air and fell on a nearby seafood stall.

Everyone was stunned.

The little man hopped and hid behind the boy in gray.

Feng Suzhen gritted her teeth and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Tianxiang whispered: "I smell it. It's fishy. I'll investigate this matter, but it shouldn't be too loud."

Feng Suzhen looked at the densely packed peddlers around who had bought bonds, and bowed her head in silence.

There was already a lot of commotion in this side, the master saw that the evidence was gone, and suddenly became rampant again, jumping around and wanting more than a hundred households to arrest people.

But I saw a group of soldiers trotting over, and the leader was Shan Shiwen, who was dressed in a hundred households. He said loudly: "There is chaos here, and today's bond issuance is temporarily suspended. Everyone, follow me to Huailai Guards. one trip!"

He knew that Tianxiang and the other two were going to the west of the city today to look for this girl Cheng, and they were afraid that something would happen, so he asked his brother early in the morning to ask for a team to guard the west of the city, but he didn't expect to fight right and put down the fight.

A group of people marched into the Huailai guard.

Naturally, Shan Shiwen would not make things difficult for Tianxiang and the two of them, so he left them in the inner room to entertain them with tea, and went to find his brother to clean up the mess.

That Cheng girl was also left in the inner room, and she took the initiative to greet the two of them: "My little girl is from Shexian County, Huizhou. My surname is Cheng, and my name is Qingyu. May I ask what you call the two righteous men?"

Before Tianxiang could speak, Feng Suzhen said: "This is my son, a well-known man in Jianghu, Mr. Wen!"

Cheng Qingyu cupped her hands to Tianxiang: "I've met Mr. Wen!" She turned her head and stared at Feng Suzhen with burning eyes, "Then, where's your Excellency?"

Tianxiang coughed softly, put Feng Suzhen's shoulder carelessly and said: "This is my family——boy, named Wen Zhechou, you can call him little brat!"

Feng Suzhen: "..." She reflected on why she didn't introduce herself first, why she gave Tianxiang a chance to name her randomly.

Cheng Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands to Feng Suzhen: "This little brother Wen is very skilled and experienced. He can tell it's squid ink at a glance. Qingyu admires it very much!"

Tianxiang woke up like a dream: "Hey, yes, it's useful. You have never been to the seaside, you have never seen the sea, how do you know there is such a squid?"

Feng Suzhen smiled and said, "Young master forgot again, I am a scholar."

Tianxiang gave the "scholar" a supercilious look.

The three exchanged pleasantries.

Feng Suzhen guessed right, Cheng Qingyu was indeed a descendant of Cheng Junfang in She County.

"I came here to sell ink at Xuanda University. Later, I accidentally heard that there was a gentleman in Xuanda University who made red cannons. He was an old friend of my grandfather. But I couldn't find him in Xuanda University. I heard that someone else had arrived. Huailai, it's just a stopover for a while, but unfortunately, I haven't heard anyone." Cheng Qingyu sighed.

"Oh? Your grandfather's old friend, why are you looking for him?" Tianxiang knew who she was looking for, and asked deliberately.

Cheng Qingyu was silent, and carefully took out a box from her backpack, she asked Feng Suzhen: "Does this little brother know about this thing?"

Feng Suzhen took the quaint wooden box, opened it, and found a square of ink.

"Sturdy and lustrous, gentle as jade, sapphire ink lives up to its reputation," Feng Suzhen praised, and was suddenly taken aback, "Is this the ink made by your great-grandfather Cheng Junfang himself?"

"Back then, Mr. Dong Qichang wrote an inscription for my great-grandfather's "Mo Garden", saying, 'After a hundred years, there will be no monarch's house, but the ink of the monarch's house'. It's a pity that my descendants of the Cheng family were unworthy and failed to inherit the family business. Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, My Cheng family not only lost the name of tribute ink, but also only this piece of sapphire ink made by the royal family is left in the family." Cheng Qingyu said with a bit of sadness, "The person I am looking for, It was a school official that my grandfather met when he was young. Back then, he made a deal with my grandfather, and my grandfather specially gave him a piece of Xuanyuan Lingqi ink made by his great-grandfather himself."

"I see..." Feng Suzhen sighed.

"What, what? Why is it just like this, I don't seem to understand it?" Tianxiang was puzzled.

Feng Suzhen explained to Tianxiang: "Xuanyuan Lingqi ink is Cheng Junfang's famous work, and the Cheng family also got the name of tribute ink from this piece of ink."

Tianxiang seemed to understand a little bit: "Then, this piece of ink is very important to your Cheng family?"

Obviously.

Cheng Qingyu's eyes were slightly red: "My Cheng family lost Gongmo in the hands of my grandfather. My grandfather kept holding his breath and wanted to get Gongmo back. Unfortunately, he failed to do so throughout his life. After my uncle took over the Cheng family , the family business gradually declined. The leak in the house happened to rain overnight, and my ink library was caught in a fire, and it was at the end of the river. My father hoped to reproduce Cheng's Xuanyuan Lingqi ink, but he still couldn't do it..."

Tianxiang came to a sudden: "So, you are looking for that student officer for this?"

Cheng Qingyu raised her head, her eyes were shining brightly: "Yes, we want to find that senior officer and borrow back the piece of Xuanyuan Spiritual Qi ink made by our great-grandfather a hundred years ago to verify the ink formula and revive Cheng Mo's glory."

Feng Suzhen and Tianxiang looked at each other and smiled.

Huailai small courtyard, when Cheng Qingyu knew that the old man with white beard and eyebrows in front of her was Song Changgeng whom she could not find anywhere, she immediately knelt down: "I have seen Song...Grandpa Song!"

Song Changgeng smiled and helped her up: "So you are Cheng Danian's granddaughter, so you should call me Grandpa."

Cheng Qingyu was very excited, and stammered what she and Tianxiang had just said.

Song Changgeng smoked cigarettes for a while, and sighed: "Xuanyuan Lingqi ink is still on me, and it has been with me for many years, so far I am not willing to use it--I just didn't expect that Cheng Mo would not fall here. I can't even find a piece of ancestral ink!"

Cheng Qingyu's eyes were red immediately: "It's the descendants who are unworthy and have humiliated the glory of the ancestors. I hope that Mr. Song will give me this kind of heart. When the new ink is made, I will definitely return the original ink!"

Song Changgeng sighed: "This belongs to your Cheng family. What do I, a dying lonely old man, do for it?" He took off the sachet at his waist, and took out a piece of something wrapped in oil paper from it, trembling. open.

One side is as firm as jade, and the ultra-lacquer smoky ink with a faint purple light is displayed in front of everyone. The four big characters Xuanyuan Lingqi are vigorous and powerful, and the signature below is simple and exquisite. It is the Xuanyuan Lingqi ink that has been lost for many years by her Cheng family.

Cheng Qingyu didn't expect Song Changgeng to keep it close to her body, she was speechless for a moment, pursed her lips, knelt down and kowtowed deeply to Song Changgeng.

Song Changgeng helped her up: "I have experienced the destruction of my country and family, and this Fang Xuanyuan spiritual energy has been with me for decades. I will return it to you now. I hope that I can see Cheng Mo again in my lifetime." revival."

Cheng Qingyu nodded heavily.

Song Changgeng changed the subject: "It's just that this good ink can only bring you the reputation of tribute ink to the Cheng family, but it can't bring prosperity to your business. The times are different, and the Cheng family should still innovate and develop new ink products. , is the way to go.”

Cheng Qingyu smiled wryly: "Qingyu doesn't know, it's just that Cao Mo is very powerful now, and his family has an oil mine in Guanzhong, and the quality of soot ink is high and cheap. My Cheng family is only good at loosening smoke and ink, and now there are fewer and fewer good pine trees That’s right, the other ink workshops in She County are all begging for their lives under the hands of the Cao family.”

Song Changgeng shook his head and sighed, Feng Suzhen stepped forward and encouraged: "Miss Cheng, as long as you do things down-to-earth, you will eventually be rewarded."

Tianxiang had a flash of inspiration: "Hey, have you ever thought about making ink?"

"Ink?" Feng Suzhen and Cheng Qingyu asked in unison.

"Yes!" Tianxiang's mind became active, "Ink!" In her previous life, Tianxiang didn't see ink popular all over the world, but she knew that due to the rise of maritime trade and business prosperity, the demand for calligraphy and ink was even greater.

"As for the squid ink we saw today, even though it is fake ink, can we make it real?" Tian Xiang became more and more reliable as she thought about it, "The accountant does the accounts, the writer writes letters, and passes the letters before the battle. Work slowly to grind the ink. This cost is low, the consumption is fast, and the turnover is also fast. It can be regarded as an idea."

Cheng Qingyu thought for a while, and said: "It's not that no one in Huizhou ink industry has made ink, but it's difficult to preserve this thing. It's a good ink, and it will rot after a few days."

"Is that so..." Tianxiang was a little discouraged.

"If it's just a matter of embalming, this old man has a solution." Song Changgeng's slightly squinted eyes suddenly lit up, "Come on, Miss Cheng, let me show you a set of utensils."

Song Changgeng brought Cheng Qingyu into the room with great interest to fiddle with the distillation machine he had assembled in the past few days.

Feng Suzhen and Tianxiang waited quietly in the yard without disturbing her.

At this time, Shan Shiwen came back from the guard with his arms in his arms. The military uniform he borrowed was too big, and it looked like a pocket on his thin body.As soon as he entered the door, he saw that there were only two people in the yard, Tianxiang, and he immediately showed a bitter face: "Princess, son-in-law, what I encountered was a hard idea, and I, a little ant, couldn't chew it off. My brother came back and asked me directly, I couldn't hide it from my brother, so I had to tell my brother the identity of the princess, and he is at the door now."

A tall and strong armed man strode into the small courtyard. His face was seven or eight points similar to Shan Shiwen, but he had the spirit of a military army, and his face was full of edges and corners, which was unforgettable.

"Your official Huailai comes to guard Shan Shiwu, commander of the Weidu, see the princess and son-in-law." He did not kneel down, but gave a deep salute.

Feng Suzhen said: "Shan Dudu, there is no need to be too polite, let's focus on the matter in front of us first."

Shan Shiwu nodded, and reported the results of the interrogation just now.

It turned out that the master had an unusual status, he was the brother-in-law of Gu Chengen, Governor of Xuanda, and he got the post of chief secretary in the army by relying on his brother-in-law.

Gu Chengen, in his previous life, he was a great general who overthrew the Chahar tribe in just five years, and ten years after the emperor's brother ascended the throne, conquered Liaodong and was conferred the title of Zhen Guogong by the emperor's nephew.Right now is the time when he was suppressed by his father, seized the military power, but took the responsibility of raising soldiers to guard Xiguan.

The father really left a lot of officials for his brother.

But even if Tianxiang has previous experience, it is impossible to remember the life of such a courtier's brother-in-law.

Now, Tianxiang also pondered.This person has such an identity, Gu Chengen is a great official in the frontier, so naturally he can't easily touch the people around him.As long as this brother-in-law kills his bond with one bite, there is no problem, and there is no difference on the surface. If only relying on Mo Gong's identification and evidence collection, it will greatly wipe Gu Chengen's face, and I am afraid it will not be convincing. .

Could it be that he was really held to wait for the ink stain to disappear for half a year to verify it?

Regardless of whether Gu Chengen has the patience, Tianxiang herself doesn't have the time to spare.

"He dared to do this at the beginning, not only because of his military status, but also because of the difficulty of verifying this matter," Shan Shiwu said with emotion, "for the current plan, he can only rely on the princess as a guarantee."

Tianxiang's eyes lit up, that's right, what kind of identity is he, Gu Chengen will not be able to catch up with him after another 20 years of fighting.If she really reveals her identity, she is the witness, and Gu Chengen has to be convinced of her verdict, even if she is not convinced.When the incident happened half a year later, the truth would naturally come to light: "So, I will write a note in hand, and you send someone to Gu Chengen, and state the situation today, and ask him to send someone over to find a reason to pay for the bonds that were exchanged recently. Make it real."

"Slow—" Feng Suzhen spoke slowly.

"What's your opinion, little skunk?" Tianxiang asked suspiciously.

"...Then Gu Chengen, is it credible?" Feng Suzhen ignored Tianxiang's title for herself.

Tianxiang thought for a while, the Gu Chengen he had seen in the 20 years of his previous life was loyal, courageous and resolute, with outstanding achievements, and there was nothing wrong with it: "Father Huang has a very good opinion of this person, I think this time, his brother-in-law should make his own decisions. , I just want to fill my own pocket."

Feng Suzhen still felt that something was wrong, but in order to solve this matter right now, to find out how many people had suffered losses from the bond, after much deliberation, she could only use Tianxiang's name as a guarantee to let the two houses of Xuanda Investigate this matter thoroughly.

"Ok."

At night, Cheng Qingyu resigned from the crowd, and returned to the sojourn in Nilu with the utensils presented by Song Changgeng and the simple Xuanyuan Lingqi ink.

Before leaving, she took a few sapphire inks that she made by herself and gave them to everyone to express her gratitude.

Before the candlelight, Tianxiang played with the sapphire ink that was faintly glowing with blue light.The ink and glue are well mixed, no matter how much she touches it, it won't stain her hands, and it really feels a bit warm and moist like jade.

She felt emotional: "It's useful, tell me, why is the ink of this book ink and the ink of greedy ink the same word?"

Feng Suzhen, who was beside her, pondered for a moment, and said: "Corruption is the ink of corrupt officials. Most likely, they are all black."

Inexplicably, the two felt a little uneasy.

Fortunately, the news of Xuanda came back three days later.

After all, the emperor saw the right person. Gu Chengen was an upright soldier with a circle on the outside and a square on the inside. After receiving the news from Tianxiang.Immediately suspended the sale of Juntian bonds, summoned the creditors, and checked the authenticity.

Looking at Gu Chengen's letter of guilt, Tianxiang felt a little relieved when he saw that he was deeply blaming himself for "failing to clearly detect and giving his wife and brother a chance to corrupt ink".

"Flicking", there was a strange noise, and a white pigeon with black spots on its head landed by the window.

The author has something to say:

The stalk of squid ink comes from the notes of the people of Song Dynasty.