Except for King Jin and the Xie family father and son, who were more polite, everyone else looked like a starving ghost reincarnated.
Li Jun held the noodle bowl and picked up a chopstick of noodles - this chopstick noodle was huge. He picked up the empty noodle bowl. Then he opened his huge mouth and ate a chopstick of noodles. Finally, he put his mouth to the edge of the bowl and gulped three times.
Finished the noodle soup loudly.
After finishing the noodle soup, he picked up the delicate little soup dumplings and took one bite. After eating half the plate, he drank the fish soup.
Yin Xiao didn't feel Li Jun's presence. He was silent and calm even while eating, but there were three empty bowls beside him.
Xie Zhou ate very safely in the midst of the strong wind and waves. He took a chopstick of fat bream and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked Song Huiyue: "Where is that letter?"
Song Huiyue was carefully picking out the fish bones. When she heard his question, she took the letter out of her sleeve and handed it to Xie Zhou.
Li Jun was eating a fried ghost with a mouth full of oil. After seeing the letter, he immediately swallowed it hard, wiped his fingers on the handkerchief, stretched his neck and came to Xie Zhou: "Let me take a look."
Before the letter was opened, King Chen folded it into a square shape and rolled it into two more rolls. It was flatter than the mud dots on the soles of shoes. It had been pressed in fish bladder glue for twenty years. Now that it has been exposed to the light of day, it has not bulged.
On the contrary, fragile burrs have appeared in every corner, and if you are not careful, you will tear it into pieces.
Xie Zhou felt that this letter might lead to death in his hands, so he gave the letter to Xie Chuan: "Dad, you are Chang Shi, come here."
Xie Chuan sneered, thinking that at this time, you have remembered that I am a long history man.
He calmly ate the pickled radish and said, "Give it to Sister Yue. She weaves bamboo strips and has a steady hand."
Song Huiyue was still eating the fish slowly, and Li Jun and others were anxious. Seeing that Song Huiyue could eat the fish until forever, he said anxiously: "I'll do it."
He rushed to the palace after hearing the news of the Zhang family's theft. Of course, it was not for dinner - he had already had breakfast at the Song family. Who knew breakfast at the palace was so late, so he had to eat it again.
He mainly came to see this letter from the Zhang family.
Xie Zhou immediately stopped: "Gong Lu is eating, I'm afraid you will tear it into pieces."
Li Jun said sternly: "Impossible, I will use this letter to blackmail the Zhang family to help me rebel. Concubine Zhang will open the palace gate from inside to meet her, and we will fight in from the outside. There is no risk."
Xie Zhou pressed the letter into Song Huiyue's hand: "The Duke of Lu is wise."
"Wing Ming, Ying Ming." Li Jun said perfunctorily, and then moved closer to Song Huiyue's eyes, staring at Song Huiyue's hands. The chopsticks could accurately pick up a soup dumpling and stuff it into his mouth.
Song Huiyue put down her chopsticks, and everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on her hands. She moved gently, but without delay, and quickly opened the letter.
Everyone's heads gathered together again to read the letter.
The handwriting on the letter is like the new hair of a willow branch, with a fluttering luan and a phoenix, and the whole paper is free and elegant. The letter reads: "You and I will take advantage of the heaven to do great things, live and die together, live and die together."
On one side of the writing, there are "Zhang Ruiyin" and "Xuanhui Yuan Nan Envoy Zhu Ji". The color of the Zhu Ji on it is the same as the paper, and it is old. The Zhu dots have even been extended to the other side because they were folded together.
Xie Chuan took the letter in his hand and looked at it carefully: "In the year when King Yan was born, as a token of kindness, I ignored everyone's objections and forced Zhang Rui to be promoted to the post of Xuanhui Envoy. It only took less than half a year for Queen Mother Pei to take this opportunity."
The position should not be considered internal or external. It is not advisable to have too many connections with the former dynasty and the harem. He will no longer be allowed to accept it. This letter should have been written after King Yan was born.
Moreover, in order to show his sincerity, Prime Minister Zhang did not use his own seal, but his official seal."
Zhang Rui's nickname is Zitao and his name is Nanhe Jushi. They both have seals and can leave Zhu Ji.
Xie Zhou's head was pressed into Xie Chuan's heart: "But the words on it are very different from the words Mr. Zhang is using now."
Xie Chuan pushed his head away: "At that time, Prime Minister Zhang was still young, and his handwriting should not be as insightful as it is now. His handwriting should be genuine."
Li Jun retracted his neck, sat back on his seat, and stirred with chopsticks: "Yes, twenty years ago, he was not as sophisticated as he is now."
Song Huiyue stretched out her fingers to dip into the fermented glutinous rice wine, and then marked the word "death" on the table.
The sweet smell filled the table, and between the rising and falling of fingers, the word "death" that looked exactly like Zhang Rui's handwriting appeared in front of everyone.
The strokes are separated and enlarged, and are opposite to the word "death" on the letter paper. Sure enough, the starting and finishing of the pen and the connection are very similar.
People's handwriting will change, but habits that last for decades are difficult to change.
"That's his calligraphy, that's right." Song Huiyue retracted her fingers and wanted to put it into her mouth. King Jin's eyes were quick and he leaned over and grabbed her hand: "Don't eat it."
Huang Ting quickly offered a clean handkerchief and replaced the bowl of fermented glutinous rice.
Song Huiyue got carried away for a moment and picked up the habits of her childhood. Both the Xie family and her son knew about her problem, so they smiled knowingly. Song Huiyue wiped her hands, erased the writing on the table, and said with a smile: "As long as
If the letter is true, it will be easier to handle."
What to do - what to do?
Everyone turned their attention to King Jin again and at the same time passed the letter to King Jin.
King Jin looked at this letter with mixed emotions.
The letter is enough to make Jin Shang angry to death, but the Zhang family will not sit idly by and will definitely fight back.
Before this letter appeared, the Zhang family had already claimed that they had lost their seals and documents, so they were fully prepared.
To do it, we need to find another suitable time to let this letter appear in Jin Shang's eyes. In the end, several crimes will be committed together, so that the Zhang family, a giant, must fall.
He has to think about it carefully.
"No hurry." He put the letter into his sleeve.
Xie Chuan also said: "The more important the matter is, the less urgent it is. If you are anxious, you will make mistakes."
At this moment, Li Jun suddenly said to King Jin: "Your Majesty, when it comes to big things, he plans his plans and then takes action. He is better than my father."
He looked strange, as if he was lost, but also seemed to be angry. He stared at the bowl and took a few mouthfuls in confusion. Before King Jin could answer, he looked at Song Huiyue again: "You said that my father hid the letter in the fish maw glue of the Zhang family.
Li, is it for my own good, or is it still a letter to the Zhang family?"
Song Huiyue raised her eyebrows: "Why did Prince Chen still write to the Zhang family?"
Li Jun laughed, put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked to the door. He laughed twice more suddenly, and then his laughter became louder and louder. He hugged his belly and curled up into a ball. He laughed so hard that his voice was hoarse and his tears formed a line, just like this letter.
It's a big joke in itself.
After laughing, he wiped his face carelessly, and when he touched the criss-crossed scars on his face, he softly said "ha" again.
After losing his composure, he turned to Song Huiyue and said, "It's gone. I'm going back to Taihangxing."
After that, he straightened his back and walked out with an upright posture, his long sleeves billowing in the wind, flowing like clouds and flowing water. This is a posture and style that will be engraved in the hearts of our children.
He left empty-handed, his feelings had been vented just now, and he no longer had to work hard to survive, because no one would care about him in the future, and he could live peacefully for a few years.
After he left, Xie Zhou said: "Is he crazy?"
Song Huiyue shook her head: "I was stimulated by seeing the letter."
After twenty years of running away and guarding King Chen's body in Taihang County for so long, if Li Jun hadn't been determined and had already gone crazy when his face was burned, how could he have found this letter.