"Do you think if it is really an important letter, Yeluqi will tell them how to read it?" It can be seen that the man's eyes are not deceiving him, and Yeluqi will hide his true purpose like this. After all, he has
Asking them why is just a waste of time.
"That's true." Even the most trustworthy people may betray themselves for various reasons. They also said that they lost a brother inexplicably on the road. It seems that Yeluqi's news is very important and he is very cautious.
"A very important person?" Mo Qing couldn't help but mutter to himself the sentence they conveyed. What does this important person refer to? Could it be...
"My lord, do you think the important person mentioned by their king is the person we are looking for?" After all, the capital has been very peaceful recently, and the reason why they are so cautious may actually have something to do with this.
"Maybe." Zhao Changyuan also hopes that this is the case, but there has been no result for so many years, so it is better to be cautious. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. "From this point of view, only this piece of paper can tell us what is going on.
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"But this paper is so clean." Mo Qing walked over and touched the paper. It was very smooth. "There are no traces of writing at all! Could it be that he didn't use a pen?!"
Mo Qing actually just wanted to express his surprise, but Zhao Changyuan looked like he suddenly realized: "It's really possible that it wasn't written with a pen!"
My lord, are you kidding me?! "If you don't need a pen, what will you use?"
"You said this, why did you ask me about it!"
Seeing Zhao Changyuan's bright smile and his expression as if he wanted to make a fool of himself, Mo Qing knew that Zhao Changyuan must have known the secret of this piece of paper and just wanted to play a trick on him, so he couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, please let me go.
Well, I just said it casually, how can I be so smart!"
"Okay, don't pretend to be so pitiful." Really, now they all know whether they are soft or hard?! "Bring me the top box on the bookshelf.
"Okay." Although Mo Qing didn't remember that the prince had put the box on the bookshelf, he still went over obediently and reached forward. He really found a palm-sized wooden box. When he took it down, he could see some of himself printed on it.
The incomprehensible symbols, no, they should be words to be precise.
Zhao Changyuan took it from Mo Qing's hand and opened it carefully. Inside was a small porcelain bottle. The printing on it was very beautiful and it seemed to be well sealed.
"Your Majesty, what is this?" It seems that I have never seen such a box, nor have I seen the print on the porcelain bottle. It seems that it is something from the Central Plains.
"Poison." Zhao Changyuan seemed to think that this explanation was not specific enough, so he added, "Highly toxic poison."
"Your Majesty, there's no need to emphasize the toxicity like this," Mo Qing said helplessly. It was obvious that Zhao Changyuan was making fun of himself, and how could he take poison at a time like this?
"Haha, when Yeluqi gave me this medicine, he said it was incurable, but even if they have developed a method now, at least there is no antidote in the Central Plains." It seems that Yeluqi brought this medicine for self-defense, but
He had endured everyone's cynicism, but he never used such a vicious thing, and finally gave it to himself.
Mo Qing had not served Zhao Changyuan since he was a child, so naturally he was not very familiar with that period of events. He was very surprised when Zhao Changyuan mentioned Yeluqi: "He is the king they call, is he the prince who came to us as a hostage before?
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"Yes!" Otherwise, how could the two of them know each other despite being so far apart? When Yeluqi came, he brought a Chinese teacher with him. Thinking about it, he felt sad. How could he be so old?
To survive the longing for my hometown and the injustice I suffered here.
"Your Majesty is very familiar with him." Mo Qing looked at Zhao Changyuan's thoughtful expression. He was recalling the past. He asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, do you feel reluctant to let go?"
Zhao Changyuan did not come back immediately, but thought about the difference at that time: "It seems not, I just feel that there is one less playmate in my life, and I gradually forgot about it." But the friendship is still in my heart and there is no way to erase it.
, in fact, it was fortunate that he left quietly at that time, otherwise he would have really felt lonely.
Zhao Changyuan retracted his thoughts. The most important thing now was the letter in front of him. He couldn't wait to see what Yeluqi said.
The porcelain bottle was well sealed, and there seemed to be no place to open it. Zhao Changyuan studied it for a long time, but made no progress. Mo Qing couldn't help but take it from Zhao Changyuan's hand, shook it, and felt that there was nothing in it.
"My lord, are you sure there is something in here? It feels like it's empty."
"It must be there." But they didn't know how to open it. Zhao Changyuan tried hard to recall what Yeluqi said to him when he gave it to him. He seemed to have told him to remember to hold his breath. The effect only lasted for a while, but
It is very harmful to people who inhale it.
It seems that there may be just a kind of gas here, in which case all the weirdness will be explained.
"Let's try it." As he said that, Zhao Changyuan put the piece of paper on the ground and prepared to smash the porcelain bottle.
"Your Majesty, there is poison in this. Do you think it will be effective for us to read the letter?" There seems to be no necessary connection between the two. If not, wouldn't it ruin Yeluqi's gift to the prince?
Zhao Changyuan had actually been thinking about this issue for a long time, but for some reason, he just felt that this letter was related to the contents of the bottle. Maybe it was because these were things related to Yelu Qi, but he always felt that he had forgotten something.
The most important thing is that it seems impossible to succeed without it.
But he didn't have a clue right now, so he might as well do what he had already decided on: "Hold your breath." As he said this, Zhao Changyuan raised his hand and was about to throw it at the paper.
At this moment, a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind: "If this thing mixes with water, it will have other wonderful uses."
Such strange yet familiar words, who did you hear it from? Is it Yeluqi?! It seems so, he mentioned it accidentally when he suddenly mentioned this bottle a few days before he left. Could it be that he felt it was lacking?
Is that thing just water?!
"Wait a minute, Mo Qing bring the water from the table. When I smash it down, you can pour water on it."
Although he didn't know why Zhao Changyuan did this, Mo Qing still did it obediently.
A miracle happened just like that. When it was smashed on the ground, only the broken pieces of porcelain were seen splashing out. Adding pure water, an earthy yellow thing slowly appeared on the white paper. (To be continued)