Da Deyun

The task assigned by the master is very important, and Sun Jiufang dare not delay; last night, he rushed back to Sun's mansion in the dimness of the night, and he did not come out after entering the house and closing the door until noon today.

The child looks well-behaved and sensible, and he speaks politely; but the parents know best that the child has been stubborn since he was a child, and he must do what he thinks he has to do. Do nothing.

Once the door is closed, if he doesn't come out, it will be useless for anyone to persuade him, and it will be useless for anyone to come.

It was closed all night, and there was no tea or food.

At dusk, Sun Jiufang finally picked out a somewhat satisfactory painting among countless drawing papers.

There was waste paper all over the place, rendered in red ink; after a night and a half day, without sleep, he finally relied on his talent to draw a picture of the king's seal that could be faked.

The corners of Sun Jiufang's mouth were slightly raised, and he looked carefully at the drawing paper, just in the mood to blow the red ink on the paper; both the handwriting and the size were exactly the same as the Wang Yin's red stamp, and unless he was an expert, he would not be able to see the deviation.

There are many capable people in Shengjing City, but there are very few people who can find someone who is excellent in calligraphy, smart and quick-witted, and who has won the trust of the master.

He is one of these few.

The king's seal is useful, but the real king's seal must not be used. The letter yesterday was a sentence that Yun Lei tried his best to pass on to his husband.

Make the king's seal.

Mr. Da raised him and taught him since he was a child. He naturally understood the child's casual words. What's more, the situation is so severe now, and Tianjin is under martial law.

Sun Jiufang is the best calligrapher among the group of children, and he is intelligent, and can read every single point; on the day the wedding invitation was delivered, Mr. Da ordered someone to send a letter asking him to come to the house.

The child is smart, and now he has a clear view of the situation in the DPRK and China. In a few words, he can understand that Guo's big wedding banquet is just to give the people of Tianjin a chance.

An opportunity to send a letter to Beijing.

Shengjing is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and His Majesty has many eyes and ears, but anyone related to Deyun, even a cook, is closely watched; sending messages at the moment is a fantasy, and we can only find an opportunity for Tianjin City send it in.

The so-called suspects are not used, and irrelevant people are even more unusable; that day, the young master joked that it was a wedding banquet, and Mr. Da immediately thought of his son getting married.

After careful consideration, he went to the academy to find a famous person and gathered a few scholars to discuss knowledge. During the period, he had a secret talk with the master of the Li family and asked him to help the Guo family.

For this busyness, the young master of the Li family who was still studying in Tianjin secretly brought back a letter. At that time, there was a big dispute at the wedding banquet with Sun Jiufang, and they were discouraged afterwards to take out the letter.

The Li family is the only one who has made friends with De Yun and has not been noticed by His Majesty.Although there are some things that cannot be told, but since Mr. Da opened his mouth, Mr. Li nodded his head since he is both a knowledgeable person and an old friend for many years.

With such a disrespectful way, others may think that Mr. Da is too selfish, and he saved his own child but brought a bad reputation to the young master of the Li family; but Mr. Li is a sensible person, there must be chaos in Shengjing, and the more reckless he is at this time One, the more muddy it is, the less it will attract His Majesty's attention.

At that time, no matter what the result is, the Li family will be safe and sound.It's like Mr. Da chose Sun Jiufang. He is smart, humble and cautious. He has not shown his face before His Majesty. It is the most inconspicuous moment, and his every move will not arouse suspicion of motives.

As soon as Sun Jiufang received the letter, he went to the study to wait. He was indeed a cautious and good boy.

Now that the drawing is successful, it is really exhausting when I am happy; after carefully folding the letter paper in half, I stretched lazily and muttered twice, which is very cute.

Although this piece of waste paper is useless, if it is spread, it is the crime of the Sun family's brains; Sun Jiufang sighed, knelt down on his knees, and began to pick up one by one.

Dispossess stolen goods and wipe out traces.

He burst out laughing, wondering how he came up with this word, and it wasn't stealing.

I just finished drawing, and I was tired all night; now I was distracted and smiled, and woke up suddenly, and suddenly heard a sound at the cutout window, frowned, and instantly crumpled up a dozen sheets of paper in my hand.

Cursed: "Get out!"

This tone sounds like anger, not anger; although it is contradictory, it is not difficult to understand.It means that this is an emotion that can be coaxed well with a soft voice.

The sound at the cut-out window did not slow down, but was knocked away heavily by something.

He had picked up all the waste papers, stood up and walked towards the stove in the inner room.

There was a slight landing sound behind him.

He raised his hand and opened the stove cover, looking at the charcoal fire inside which had burned out overnight; he took out the fire letter from his pocket and threw it into the stove, and then raised his hand and threw all the waste paper into it.

Light footsteps approached from behind.

There was a puff of green smoke and mist from the stove, and then a cluster of fires surrounded all the letter papers, burning more and more vigorously.

He finally turned around, frowned, and opened his mouth to reprimand: "It's not that you are not allowed to come in! You..."

Turning around, he didn't see half of the figure. Looking down, he realized that the noise just now was caused by the little thing under his feet.

He suddenly smiled, knelt down and picked up the somewhat ugly dog, and said, "Babao, are you coming out with the trafficker again?"