3123. Chapter 3123 What kind of green onion is the prince [12]
Shen Mingzhu waved her hand and a follower came over with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. She thought for a while and then did not write. Instead, she said to the follower: "I will dictate and you will write."
Xiao Xian drank tea with Yun Feibai and talked about the customs of Fengcheng, while Yun Feibai naturally asked questions about their hometown and other things calmly.
Xiao Xian and Shen Mingzhu had already made sufficient preparations, and naturally they would not show any timidity. Even when Yun Fei asked about the famous specialties of their hometown, they all answered fluently.
At this time, Shen Mingzhu had already begun to order people to write letters.
Yun Feibai remained calm, but matched this detail with his own analysis, thinking that Shen Mingzhu might be afraid that his handwriting would be recognized, so he asked his entourage to write it.
A businessman or a servant can actually write, and the handwriting seems to be quite accomplished. This is not an easy thing.
He guessed wrong on this point.
Although most of Shen Mingzhu's subordinates can read and write, this attendant is specifically responsible for paperwork.
Writing in small regular script with hairpin flowers is more interesting than posting.
Shen Mingzhu was still dictating and smiled at Yun Feibai and said: "When I was a child, my parents often slacked off when they asked me to practice calligraphy. As a result, my handwriting failed to live up to expectations. I was really embarrassed to show it to others, so I let the document be written by my ghostwriter.
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Even when they submitted memorials to the emperor, many ministers were written by their staff and did not write them themselves at all.
So it's just a letter to the prince, so what does it matter?
Shen Mingzhu's heart was embroidered, and the letter was written in a charming way, which made Yun Feibai secretly admire it.
Her reason is very simple. She is a white lady and a businessman, and she dare not insult His Highness. She stays in the shop day and night. She is a good citizen and cannot kill anyone, let alone a follower of His Highness.
Even if I lend her a hundred courage, she wouldn't dare.
Yun Feibai listened to her exaggerated words and silently complained in his heart: If you are really Shen Mingzhu, this good citizen will be in trouble.
Because he suspected that she was Shen Mingzhu, Yun Feibai did not deliberately embarrass her, let alone invite her again.
Originally, he didn't mean it sincerely when he said he came to invite the two of them on behalf of the prince. He just wanted to see Pei Shengnan. Another important purpose was to see Shen Li and Xie Nanshan and make a more accurate judgment.
Naturally, this trip was not in vain, and everything confirmed his judgment.
There is definitely something wrong with these two people. Now there is a 90% chance that this person is Shen Mingzhu.
He wondered if he should write a letter to Chu Ting and Marquis Wan Qing for verification and ask them what they thought about the death of the king and the madness of King Yan.
These two people have a good relationship with Shen Mingzhu, so their judgment should be more accurate than mine.
With this in mind, Shen Mingzhu also took the letter over.
She said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, Young Master Yun. The Young Master personally came to visit us, but my brother and I still couldn't keep the appointment. I'm really sorry."
She cupped her hands, but Xiao Xian just smiled and said nothing.
Yun Feibai was even more sure of his judgment. In front of him, no one could be as calm and composed as Xie Nanshan.
Even the prince would inevitably be a little nervous in front of him sometimes.
But Xie Nanshan didn't feel any strange at all. It was obvious that he was not afraid of himself.
In front of Xie Nanshan and Shen Mingzhu, Yun Feibai couldn't find the feeling that those people usually had toward him that looked friendly but were full of fear.
