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Chapter 685 Interesting

I thought about the person she had missed for more than four years.
Fang Sunu was very angry: "Forget it, why should I care about what others say? I always know who I am and who he is... There is no need for outsiders to comment on us!"
When Xiao Li and Xiao Jin heard what she said, they were so angry that they were the ones who could refute the most and should refute the most were not here, and they could not come back at all.
If the young master is able to come back, he may have wings and rushed over.
"Shameless! What's the matter!"
"Our young master has no principle of not hitting women. People like you are talking nonsense. If you don't pull your tongue, it's not enough to calm your hatred!"
The more they thought about it, the more anxious and angry they became. One of them couldn't help but curse.
The two of them spitted and sprayed Fang Sunu's face, and Di Yahuai's eyes were so bright that he could not bear to see this scene!
However, Magistrate Wang and County Magistrate Zhou looked calm.
They were also literati.
But I often go to and from villages and listen to rural slang. As long as I am not the kind of particularly shameful and decent type, I will learn to curse people sooner or later.
I can only say that these two people are talented in learning and have learned a good job of scolding.
Gu Xiang was amused and crying, so he waved his hand and stopped his guards from "speaking for justice".
After all, these two were their own guards, and they were brought out from the capital. It was really indecent to curse like this.
Gu Xiang pondered for a moment and waved to Di Yahuai.
Di Yahuai hurried forward and honestly followed him.
Gu Xiang whispered a few words to him.
Di Yahuai's face changed color immediately. He covered his forehead and grinned. Then he turned around, walked to Fang Sunu, reached out and took the token he had just handed back to her, picked it up and looked carefully, turned his back and fiddled with it for a few times, took it a breath of air conditioning for a while, quickly put it in his sleeve, and whispered loudly: "This token cannot be given to someone by my elder brother, it must be someone who stole it."
Fang Su Nu's head buzzed.
She looked at Di Yahuai blankly, but saw that Di Yahuai's eyes were wide open, not guilty at all, but her eyes were as sharp as a knife.
"Dilang..."
Fang Sunu murmured.
Di Lang was so humble and thoughtful in front of her enemies. He didn't say anything when he saw that he was hurt like this, but instead became more and more careful.
Fang Sunu just felt that she had fed the dog her true heart and was very disappointed.
When Di Yahuai saw her expression, she was so angry that she said: "I said this token was not given by my elder brother, so it's not. Can you lie to you?"
He gritted his teeth, glanced around, and lowered his voice, "Well, I won't convince you, if you really have endless things... it's a problem. But I can only show you a little, and you don't need to see too much."
Di Yahuai walked to Fang Sunu with a cold face, turned the token inverted and turned it according to the common method used by the Imperial City Department. The token, which was originally tightly cleaved, suddenly broke a thread. After a light break, it was divided into two halves. There was a snow-white silk inside, about the size of a palm, with dense small characters written on it.
He broke it and handed it to Fang Sunu a corner.
Fang Sunu was stunned for a moment, a hint of redness appeared on her face, she lowered her head shyly, hesitated for a moment before looking at her eyes.
When she saw this, she was stunned and suddenly sat up from the ground, with cold sweat rolling on her head. She snatched the silk and looked carefully for a while. She brushed her face with a trace of blood, and was as pale as paper.
Only two lines of poems and a few lines of words were seen on it, but Fang Sunu knew at a glance that no one could hide these two lines of poems in any token... to his friend - "The flags were raised on the King's City, how could I know that I was in the deep palace? Fourteen thousand people were lifted together, and none of them were men!"
Will there be friends who give such poems to friends?
What other tokens are they used as?
Besides, the characters were also clad in the later part, and the handwriting was quite stunning - 'It's all his grandmother's unsuccessful cowards!'
'If I take charge of the Imperial City Department, I will send all these shameless things to wash the cesspool. If I don't brush the cesspool for three years, I will let them be used as a cesspool!'
Such vulgarity will not be given to others.
Fang Sunu's fingers trembled slightly.
Di Yahuai took back the token, stuffed the silk again, and stuffed it to Gu Xiang: "It's better for the princess to help him collect it. Oh, this thing really can't be shown to others."
Gu Xiang smiled and laughed in a low voice: "Actually nothing."
"It's fine if he writes it, he still signed it!"
Di Yahuai covered his forehead, sighed again, was stunned for a while, and then burst into laughter, laughing, "And I don't dare to return it to him."
If the elder brother knew about this, he would have seen all the dark history, and he might have been wiped out by his elder brother.
Gu Xiang smiled: "I think I can write very well, and I can write these... Duke An Guo, which makes people feel more at ease."
Fang Sunu chased the token with her eyes. When she saw the maid beside Gu Xiang took the square veil, dipped it in some water, wiped the token inside and out, then wrapped it again and handed it to Gu Xiang.
Gu Xiang has a pair of very beautiful hands, holding her...'treasure'.
For a moment, her skin was so painful that she couldn't even look up to see the expressions of the people around her.
Xiao Li and Xiao Jin all breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions soothed, and they smiled: "Let's just say that this token must have been stolen by her, and it was definitely not given by my son."
"Apart from the little lady, our young master has never given any other women's things, except for the old Duke's wife, the Empress Dowager in the Palace, and the Imperial Concubine."
Gu Xiang was amused, so he didn't ask them why they would lose such things. I guess it would be useless to ask them.
In addition to those swearing poems and some swearing words on the silk, there are also a bunch of words related to Anguo Duke Zhao Ying on the back.
When he was three years old, he had to make a fuss with the late emperor in the palace, and wanted to marry Empress Yang's younger brother as his wife, and asked for an imperial edict to marry him. The late emperor could not bear it, so he had to pretend to write an imperial edict to him. Now the imperial edict is hidden in the warehouse of the Duke's Mansion.
What else is there when Zhao Ying was six years old, she went out to watch the lanterns and got lost by herself. She cried all night. When the palace people found her, she was so scared that she peed her pants.
When he was eleven years old, he joined the Imperial City Office as a servant. He was frightened by the punishment of the torture room and had nightmares for half a month. He cried in the palace of Niangniang Yang for a long time.
This is all Zhao Ying's scandal.
This handwriting is obviously not from Duke Anguo.
The stories that happened on the token are probably very interesting.
Di Yahuai didn't find it very interesting. He wished that all the people present today would lose their memory: "I went out of Beijing to do some business this time, and I want to discuss some things with the princess. I wonder if the princess can discuss them in detail below?"
While talking, Di Yahuai got up and made a call, wishing Gu Xiang could go with him immediately, but he could not remember Fang Sunu who was still lying on the ground?
Chapter completed!
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