And Shen Mingzhu would never do such ineffective things.
Five days later, Shen Mingzhu was returning from Prince Yan's Mansion. When she got off the bus in front of Shen's Mansion, there was a whooshing sound.
Shen Mingzhu tilted his head slightly and raised his hand to hold a dart. There was a rolled-up letter stuck at the end of the dart.
She signaled to everyone not to be nervous, then she opened the note and saw a line of words written on it.
The handwriting is so beautiful that if she hadn't read many calligraphers' copybooks, most people wouldn't be able to recognize this calligraphy.
It says: Tomorrow at noon, there will be a talk at Qingchun Tower. The name is unknown.
Qingchun Tower is a famous theater in Beijing. It is full of audiences every day. Compared with the busy and cruel real world outside, it can be said to be a paradise for Beijing people to escape from reality.
In addition to the local Peking opera performed by Beijing residents, there are even operas from other places, all of which have a large number of audiences.
The three religions and nine floors there are a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and it is not an easy place to control.
The man in black arranged to meet there, and everyone felt relieved because no one could completely control the place.
Moreover, people who go there to seek short-term psychological solace do not want to be influenced by others at that time, and they temporarily forget about the pressure of life and class differences. There are not even dignitaries who will go there to show off and use their power to suppress others.
It also ensured that Shen Mingzhu could not go there to arrange anything as the princess.
Shen Mingzhu knew the other party's intention after reading it, but she didn't say anything. She didn't even look in the direction of the dart, but ordered to go back home.
She will move to the princess's mansion in a few days, and has a lot of things to deal with, so she doesn't want to waste too much time.
Liubo and Zaoying stepped forward to support Shen Mingzhu, and Shen Mingzhu handed the piece of paper to her. Liubo took a look at it and saw that she didn't recognize a single word on it.
Liubo suddenly laughed and said: "Miss, do you think those people can't write well? Even a slave can write a decent letter after studying for several years."
Shen Mingzhu joked: "If you study for another hundred years, you won't be able to write with such character."
Liubo pursed his lips and said, "Miss, the thief still has character. Liubo is a slave, and he only needs to abide by the slave's rules. Why do he need so much character? But those thieves will do bad things if they have character. , it’s better not to have anything.”
It made several people laugh.
Liubo secretly added in his heart: slaves also have the dignity of slaves, and will never become thieves, let alone the kind of bad guys who have no bottom line and even kidnap children.
Although she couldn't control Shen Minglou on weekdays, and was implicated because Shen Minglou was playing with Huniu, but when Shen Minglou disappeared, she was very anxious, thinking that it would be best for the young master to go home quickly.
In addition, those people did not dare to deliver the letter openly and even played darts, which really shocked her. If the eldest lady was not good at it, she might have been stabbed by them.
Qing Luo from behind glanced at her. After Zao Ying helped Shen Mingzhu in, she laughed softly and said, "No wonder Sister Biyun said that my sister is becoming more and more like Sister Cuiyan from before."
In the past, Cuiyan was a loyal protector of her master. Although she was smart, she was also very honest and stubborn at times. They all listened to what Biyun told them.
Biyun also often said that after the eldest lady became the princess, Liubo became more and more like Cuiyan, unlike the former Liubo who was fierce and a bit mean and cunning.
