Yiyi's eyes were so painful that she couldn't tell what these ghostly symbols were written on. She had no clue and couldn't even guess.
I had no choice but to go and deliver the letter with my head downcast.
Yiyi arrived at the East Palace, announced all the way in, and soon met the prince.
"My servant pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhu Biao put down the Zhubu in his hand, rubbed his sore wrist, and said casually: "Oh, it's Yiyi. Anqing asked you to come over, is there something to do with you?"
Yiyi took out the letter, held it up respectfully with both hands, and replied: "Princess, please ask your servant to bring this letter to Your Highness."
A scribe took the letter from Yiyi's hand and gave it to Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao saw Yiyi's unhappy face and didn't care. A little girl of Yiyi's age would have a happy face for a while, and then she would seem to have been abandoned by the world. She could change her face faster than turning the pages of a book. It was more important.
The sad thing is that you, as an outsider, have no idea what makes her happy, nor do you know why she is unhappy.
Zhu Biaocai did not go into why Yiyi was unhappy and said casually: "Okay, I received the letter, you can go back." He waved his hand and asked her to go back.
At the same time, let the scribe exit.
Although An Qing didn't say it, Zhu Biao also knew who the letter was for. After all, he just handed Han Du's letter to An Qing a few days ago, and now he received the letter from An Qing. Although An Qing didn't say it, the purpose was
Not obvious enough?
Isn't it obvious that you want to ask Gu Gu to help bring the letter to Han Du?
But Han Du's last letter was all blank paper. Did An Qing know what Han Du meant? How could this be possible? The two of them had only met once in the East Palace and hadn't even exchanged a word.
Do you want to read what An Qing wrote to Han Du?
When Zhu Biao was thinking this, he had already taken out the letter and opened it one step ahead.
Zhu Biao's expression was exactly the same as Yiyi's just now. His eyes were wide open and he was at a loss when looking at the things on the paper.
"What the hell is this?"
Zhu Biao angrily slapped the letter on the desk, gasping for air. He was so angry at Han Du and An Qing that Han Du's white paper and An Qing's ghost drawings could really understand each other.
What does it mean? This made Zhu Biao's mind full of questions, and his chest heaved up and down with anger.
Zhu Biao felt that his sister seemed to be alienated from him, and she no longer had the enthusiasm for him that followed him when she was a child.
Zhu Biao felt jealous and still couldn't understand what Han Du was doing. Naturally, Zhu Biao felt angry.
However, no matter how angry Zhu Biao was, he could only hand this letter to Han Du, otherwise he might not be able to explain it to Anqing.
"Here comes someone."
"What are your orders from Your Highness?" The scribe ran in and bowed to Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao threw the letter to the clerk and said, "Go and deliver this letter to Han Du."
"Yes." The clerk agreed, picked up the letter and left.
"Come back." Zhu Biao suddenly waved his hand to stop the clerk.
"What other instructions does Your Highness have?"
Zhu Biao snorted angrily and said, "Don't give it to him. He doesn't have the dignity to do it. Let him get it himself."
"yes."
Han Du got the news and hurriedly came to Zhu Biao.
Seeing that Zhu Biao was dealing with government affairs, he paid homage: "Your Majesty, Han Du, pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhu Biao raised his head, glanced at Han Du, and said in an unpleasant tone: "Get up, you don't have to do these false rituals in the future."
"Thank you, Your Highness." After Han Du finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Biao eagerly.
When Han Du was told by the people in the East Palace that Zhu Biao wanted him to come to the East Palace to write a letter, Han Du felt excited. He guessed that this was a reply from Princess Anqing to him, because the one who needed to write to him was Anqing.
The princess was alone. If Zhu Biao came to find him, he would not write any letter at all, but would directly send it to the public.
Han Du did not expect that his plan would be successful at the first time. He was originally planning to find another opportunity to ask Zhu Biao to help bring some letters to Princess Anqing if Princess Anqing did not reply, until Princess Anqing discovered the secret in the letters.
until.
The first letter allowed Princess Anqing to understand the secret. Han Du could only sigh that he was lucky enough and Princess Anqing was smart enough.
Seeing Han Du's helpless look, Zhu Biao felt upset for no reason. He grabbed the letter on the desk and threw it to Han Du.
"Anqing gave it to you, take a look at it yourself."
Han Du quickly took the letter with both hands, with a look of surprise on his face. Sure enough, it was a letter from Princess Anqing to him. He guessed it right. Han Du didn't care that this was Zhu Biao's place and couldn't wait to open the letter and read the paper.
The familiar Arabic numerals were printed on Han Du's face, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.
Seeing that Han Du was not at all uncomfortable with the ghost symbols in the letter, Zhu Biao couldn't help but wonder, "Can Han Du understand those things?"
Thinking of this, Zhu Biao coughed twice and asked unhurriedly: "What is written in this? Let me tell you."
Han Du was stunned when he heard this.
I don't know what is written in it either.
Princess Anqing wrote all secret words and wanted to know what was written in them. Han Du could only wait until he got home, took out the Analects that Zhu Xi had annotated, and then matched them one by one with the numbers, and slowly translated them
, only then can we know what exactly is written.
Zhu Biao has to ask himself now, he doesn't know either.
"Your Highness, I don't know what is written in this." Han Du replied truthfully.
When Zhu Biao heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied and said angrily: "Looking at you, it is obvious that you know what is written here, but you pretend not to know? You are deceiving the emperor, do you know?"
Whether you know this or not, I won’t tell you anyway.
Han Du cursed in his heart.
Why do I have to teach Princess Anqing to write cipher text in Arabic numerals? Isn’t it just to guard against you, His Royal Highness?
Don't say that I can't translate it now. Even if I know it, I can't tell you?
Han Du knew that Zhu Biao was trying to intimidate him, so he bowed to him and said, "Your Highness, I have some urgent matters to deal with in the treasure bank collection department, so I will leave now."
After saying that, Han Du did not wait for Zhu Biao to speak, took a few steps back, turned around, and left.
Zhu Biao was so angry at Han Du that he thought Han Du was deliberately showing off in front of him. Of course Zhu Biao knew that Han Du would not tell him the contents of the letter easily, but the more Han Du refused to tell him, the more he wanted to
Know.
This kind of letter was placed in front of him, but Han Du understood it, but he didn't understand it, which was very uncomfortable.