After reading it, she placed the letter on the desk.
After a moment, he picked it up again and read it again.
After reading it several times in a row, she began to tap rhythmically on the desk with her slender fingers.
"Could it be that it really has nothing to do with the officials of the Imperial Capital?"
"Were all these done by Qinzhou officials?"
She had already received information from Qinzhou about Zhao Hao's identity.
The reason why I didn't take action immediately was that I wanted to see if these ants on the hot pot would take any other actions.
For example, coming to Beijing to make connections.
By then, the deeper roots can be dug out together.
However, up to now, some people from Qinzhou have indeed come to the capital and spent a lot of money.
Want to save your life.
But he just wanted to save his life, not to look for his master.
She was a little skeptical, so she didn't take any action.
Now Zhao Hao wrote to ask.
Should we just take action?
After a long time, she sighed slightly and decided to move.
What Zhao Hao said was right. At this stage, it is more important to uncover the entire chain of private sale of pig iron.
Moreover, after the search and seizure, a lot of silver and money can be confiscated.
Thinking of this, she put the letter aside, looked to the side and said, "Xuan Zuo Xiang."
Upon hearing this, Eunuch Qu quickly agreed and walked out quickly.
Jiang Wan'er picked up the letter again, read it for a while, then curled her lips and snorted.
"You stinky boy, you finally wrote me a letter, and you said something nice, but you couldn't even compose a poem."
…
Yuxiu Pavilion, Princess Yongning was so happy after receiving the letter that she quickly opened it carefully.
Looking at Zhao Hao's familiar handwriting inside, it was as if Zhao Hao himself appeared in front of him.
Princess Yongning unfolded the letter and held it in her palm, reading it over and over again, as if she could never read enough.
As she looked, mist appeared in her eyes.
Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and I don’t know what that guy has become now.
Are you busy over there? Are you eating well? Are you sleeping well?
As time went by, the longing in her heart grew stronger.
I really wish I could grow wings so I can fly to Qinzhou and be by his side.
…
At the Shang Mansion, Shang Yuchan's first reaction when she heard that there was a letter from her was one of disbelief.
After confirming it, an inexplicable emotion surged in my heart.
Then he took the letter and ran back to his own courtyard.
I sat there restlessly for a long time, not wanting to open the letter.
After a long time, I finally couldn't resist and gently opened the envelope.
There were five pieces of letter paper in total, all covered with densely packed small characters.
Every word and every stroke is absolutely beautiful.
Shang Yuchan read it sentence by sentence.
I read each sentence dozens of times before moving on to the next one.
I’m afraid to read to the end all at once.
After reading it, she held the letter in her arms, slowly lay down on the bed, and sniffed the smell on the bedding.
It seemed that Zhao Hao's body temperature still remained on the quilt.
This letter, this thick letter, melted her heart and floated to Qinzhou.
…
Su Garden.
It is already mid-March, the time of year when the weather is still chilly.
The temperature in the capital has risen significantly, but there are still chills in the air.
Especially in the morning and evening, you should wear a thick coat or a cloak.
When the letter was delivered, Jiang Yiren was embroidering in her room.
The embroidery is not about mandarin ducks, nor about flowers and birds.
But a kite.
A very large kite, as big as a roc spreading its wings.
The kite was already halfway embroidered when the little nun came running in from outside.
"Uncle Master, there is a letter for you!"
When Jiang Yiren heard this, her body shook suddenly, and then the embroidery needle pierced her finger, and a drop of bright red blood immediately appeared.
"Oh, Uncle Master, are you okay?"
Jiang Yiren put down the needle, shook her head slightly, took out a handkerchief and gently pressed her fingers on it.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yiren said softly, "Put the letter down."
The little nun hurriedly asked, "Uncle Master, do you know who this letter is from?"
Jiang Yiren smiled and said softly, "Put it down."
The little nun laughed and said, "It's a letter from Lord Zhao!"
Having said that, he put the letter down, turned around and ran out.
Looking at the envelope on the table and seeing the little nun go out, Jiang Yiren subconsciously hurried to get up.
But, halfway through, he sat back down.
Her beautiful eyes fell directly on the envelope.
It was as if Zhao Hao was also sitting there at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, she slowly stood up again and took the letter in her hand.
Squeeze it a little with your hands.
Very light.
Probably just one piece of paper.
There must not be much written.
But she was still extremely excited and wanted to see what was inside.
Look what he wrote to himself.
However, before opening the envelope, she wanted to appreciate the words on it.
It is unrestrained, elegant, timeless and natural.
After looking at it for a long time, she reluctantly and carefully opened the envelope.
He took out a piece of letter paper from inside.
Open slowly.
What you see first is a blank space.
Look up.
She saw that half line of poetry.
【Humanitarian Sea Depth】
"Why, only half a sentence?"
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