"Then just write a letter of divorce." After the princess finished speaking, she asked the maid to give Datong's family letter to the old number one scholar, and at the same time tore off Datong's signature.
"Yes, Princess, I'll go right away, go right away." The old champion naturally knew what to ask and what not to ask.
"Don't be sloppy in your words, and don't let the other party take advantage of you," the princess warned.
"Understood, Princess, please rest assured." The old number one scholar left, and the Princess made a gesture, asking Wang Xiaoya to follow.
After the two left, the princess continued to play the piano. Although one string was missing, she felt much better. It was as if a thorn in the palm of her hand was about to be pulled out, and the whole palm could be stretched out, and there would no longer be a dull pain.
After half an hour, Wang Xiaoya came back happily with the divorce letter. The princess glanced at her and it seemed that everything went well.
When I spread out the letter and compared it, I found that the fonts were almost exactly the same. The wording was exactly what the princess wanted.
This man won the top prize and everything is fine. He doesn't want you anymore because you are no longer good enough for him. Having a woman like you will only delay his future and lose his face. Just wait and cry. Cry.
It's enough to live and die, then it's your own business. It would be really convenient if it was settled once and for all.
The princess felt a little more proud when she thought of this.
Originally, the princess thought that there was no need to imitate handwriting. What knowledge could a country woman have? I'm afraid she couldn't write one, two or three. But after listening to Datong's family letter, it seemed that the woman seemed to recognize a few words. To be on the safe side,
I still imitated him and wrote this letter of divorce.
"Go and enclose a twenty-tael silver note, seal it with fire paint, and send it together." The princess ordered.
Twenty taels was just loose money that the princess used to apply rouge. She felt that it was enough to send a country woman who had never seen the world.
After receiving the order, Wang Xiaoya did exactly what the princess told her to do. She handed the letter to the delivery office with her own hands, and then she went back to work with confidence.
Datong was kept in the dark and did not know everything that happened.
I am still sitting here waiting for my wife's reply, but I don't know that what is waiting is not a reply, but Bai Haitang herself!
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Young Prince Zilu had already arrived at the county seat. He was not in a hurry to go to Qiaotou Village. Instead, he went to Zhang Mansion first and found Mr. Zhang from Zhang Mansion.
Mr. Zhang didn't know who was looking for him. When he saw that it was Prince Zilu, the Minister of War, he immediately wanted to salute, but Prince Zilu stopped him.
"Small……"
"Incognito, I am incognito..." said the young prince Zilu.
Mr. Zhang of the Zhang Mansion and the prince are family friends, so naturally he has met young prince Zilu and Princess Ziyuan. However, young prince Zilu has not been seen much. I heard that the Ministry of War has been very busy and can't let go.
When we met this time, Mr. Zhang recognized him at first glance. They were both similar in age.
Young Master Zhang saw that Young Prince Zilu did not want to show off and did not have any entourage with him, so he did not invite him to the mansion. Otherwise, his father would have made a big show of the hospitality and would have caused inconvenience to the Young Prince. This is also the reason why Young Prince Zilu came to see the Young Master.
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Mr. Zhang took Zilu to a quiet and elegant teahouse room, made tea with the honey and osmanthus that he brought with him, and then dismissed the other people around him, and then the two of them talked nicely.
"Little prince, why are you here?" Mr. Zhang finally asked the question in his mind.
"You should just call me Zilu as you did before. Don't make me unfamiliar as you get older, and you are not a stickler for rules." The young prince smiled, "Anyway, no one in this place knows that Zilu is the prince's son."