Caiping, who was peeking out the window, was stunned, her heart in her throat! I had planned everything, but I didn't expect Shangguan Qian to show up unexpectedly.
What was even more unexpected was that Shangguan Qian also picked up a fake parchment book.
If Shangguan Qian gave the fake parchment book to Zhao Qing and Zhao Qing discovered that the things had been swapped, all of Shen Wei's plans would fail.
Caiping was extremely nervous and her mind raced as she thought about how to break the impasse.
"It's dirty and smelly, it's better to burn it." Shangguan Qian showed disgust on her face. She didn't want to open the old parchment book at all. She threw the parchment book into the charcoal stove next to her.
In winter, when it is cold, a charcoal stove is always kept in the house for heating.
The parchment book fell into the charcoal stove and was quickly burnt by the extremely high temperature of the charcoal fire, emitting a foul smell. After a while, it burned into a piece of charcoal, beyond recognition, and broke into pieces at the touch.
Caiping breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't have to do it herself, as Shangguan Qian burned the fake parchment book.
If Zhao Qing investigates later and finds out that the murderer who burned the parchment book was Shangguan Qian, who would have thought that it was Chen Wei?
"Miss! You can't take the pearls!" The maid didn't care about the burning parchment book, her eyes reddened as she tried to stop Shangguan Qian from taking the pearls.
Shangguan Qian burned the parchment book, put the two pearls into her purse, and left without looking back.
The maidservant didn't dare to chase after him and was so anxious that she burst into tears.
Cai Ping walked into the room, took the maid's hand and comforted her: "If Zhao Qing blames you, tell her the truth about Miss Shangguan's intrusion. We are servants, how dare we stop our master from doing things. If Zhao Qing drives you out of the mansion, come to me and I will find you a new job in Yanjing."
The maid sniffed and nodded with a sob.
...
Near noon, the sound of ceremonial music resounded throughout the mansion, and firecrackers rang out. Shangguan Xuan, Marquis of Zhennan, married the Princess of Pingyang in great glory.
The wedding was held and the mansion was bustling with activity all day long, including paying respects to the parents and holding a wedding banquet. It was a cold night and it was snowing lightly. The bride, Zhao Qing, was sitting on the edge of the big red bed in the room, her lips unable to hide the joy.
A luxurious room with a bright red "喜" character on the wall, exquisite and luxurious candlesticks, and a priceless rosewood long table. Every corner of the house was luxurious, a luxury that Zhao Qing had never seen before.
"The mistress of the Marquis' Mansion." Zhao Qing couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. From then on, she was no longer a lowly herbalist outside Liangzhou City, but the wife of a distinguished marquis in Yanjing City.
Wealth and honor, a lifetime of wealth!
She can also rely on the weapon drawings in "Taihua Notes" to gain the emperor's trust and the favor of her husband.
Crunch——
The door opened and Shangguan Xuan, wearing a red wedding dress, walked in. Zhao Qing hurriedly covered his face with a silk fan and called out with deep emotion, "My Lord, you are back."
The voice is soft and shy.
Shangguan Xuan reached out and pushed away the silk fan that was covering Zhao Qing's face. The red candle burned, revealing Zhao Qing's handsome face. In Yanjing, where there are so many beauties, Zhao Qing's appearance is not outstanding.
But Shangguan Xuan liked her intelligence and her unique courage.
The two drank the wedding wine together.
Shangguan Xuan held Zhao Qing's hand and said lovingly, "Ah Qing, I swear, I will never let you down in this life."
Zhao Qing smiled and said softly, "Ah Qing believes in the Marquis."
Shangguan Xuan's Adam's apple rolled, he hugged his beloved wife, and they both fell into the bed...
At the same time, heavy snow covered the mountain roads, and the remote trails in the mountains were almost covered by wind and snow.
Sun Qingmei pulled her clothes together, her pretty face was cracked by the wind and snow, and the corners of her mouth were also cracked.
She led the horse, walked on the white snow, and continued to move towards the distant Liangzhou City unswervingly.
...
...
Liuli Pavilion, snow falling at night.
Prince Yan had not returned yet, and Chen Wei was reading "Taihua Notes" alone in the warm room. After returning from the Zhennan Marquis Mansion in the afternoon, Shen Wei had been reading this book, reading it from beginning to end several times.
Shen Wei was certain that the person who wrote this book was Princess Taihua, Li Qingxun, who founded Nanchu a hundred years ago.
This scribbled notebook was written by Princess Taihua out of boredom when she was trapped in a cave and recuperating from her injuries. Before she traveled through time, she was a top science student majoring in mechanics. She drew detailed weapon drawings, with many annotations in English and Roman numerals, and only a few simplified Chinese characters.
Zhao Qing got this book by chance, but he could only recognize some simple weapons. Zhao Qing couldn't understand any of the English and Roman numerals.
In addition to the drawings, Princess Taihua also wrote more than a dozen diaries in a sloppy mixture of simplified Chinese and English. The handwriting was so horrible and ugly that Shen Wei spent a long time, guessing and guessing, before she could barely finish reading her two diaries.
[July 5, rain, recuperating in a cave
Grass! Giving God the middle finger for the hundredth time! I want to go home, I fucking want to go home, I really want to build a bomb and blow this stupid world into pieces!
However, Prime Minister Zhang has become more and more attractive lately, and I want to sleep with him. 】
July 15, sunny
Damn it! I want to eat takeout, drink Starbucks, and go back to the lab to work overtime! When will this broken foot injury heal? I want to go home!
I just found out today that Zhang Hean’s father is an official of Si Tianjian. Wow, a family of fortune tellers. I asked Zhang Hean to tell my fortune, but he was so mysterious, saying something like "Axun, your fate is determined by heaven"...
It’s so boring, I’m going to sleep with him tonight! 】
[October 5th, rain
My leg injury is almost healed, and Zhang Hean plans to send me back to the palace tomorrow. I don’t want to go to the palace. I want to eat takeout, I want to drink milk tea, I want to work overtime, I want freedom!
I want to go home, I’m really lonely...】
"What a pity." Shen Wei closed the parchment book.
There is no record of any method of leaving this world in "Taihua Notes". After Princess Taihua founded the Southern Chu Kingdom, she became ill and died suddenly at the age of 35.
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