The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

For Da Zhou people, the status of uncles among many relatives is very high. Even if Jiang seems to be a princess, she must go to mourn her aunt's death.

Of course Jiang Si would not go.

For the person who killed her mother, she would never kowtow to that person for the so-called reputation.

When she was not out of the cabinet, she would not, and now that she has become a princess, she will not aggrieve herself.

Yu Jin threw away the funeral post, and didn't bother to say one more word.

The two talked about the pair of Wumiao ancestors and grandsons who opened a shop in Xishi Street.

"At present, someone has been sent to watch it secretly. There is nothing unusual about the grandparents and grandchildren. They guard the shop all day long and don't go out." Yu Jin said.

Jiang Si frowned: "I can't guess the purpose of their coming to the capital, so send someone to watch them for a long time."

"Well, it doesn't matter much." Yu Jin said, taking out a letter from his cuff and handing it over.

Jiang Shi reached out to take it and opened it to see.

It's a letter written in Wu Miao script.

Yu Jin leaned over and asked with a smile, "Do you understand? Do you want me to tell you the content?"

Jiang Siheng glanced at him: "Do you understand the Wu-Miao language?"

She had put a lot of effort into pretending to be a saint, and she was about to talk in her sleep in Ukrainian and Hmong.

Almost everyone in the Wu Miao people can speak the Dazhou dialect, and Yu Qi has never spoken the Wu Miao language since she interacted with her.

"After all, I've been to Southern Border for so many years, so I know how much." Yu Jin said proudly.

He has a really good memory, or else he wouldn't have been able to draw Ah Si vividly with his imagination after two or three years.

Jiang Si was silent for a while, and said, "I understand."

Although the secret of rebirth cannot be told, the husband and wife want to live together for a long time, and it is impossible to hide it from the other half.

Yu Jin was slightly stunned: "Do you understand Wumiao characters?"

Earlier, Ah Si told him that he had fooled the grandparents and grandchildren with the appearance exactly like the Wu Miao saint. He thought they were communicating in Dazhou dialect. Understand the Wu-Miao script...

The strange feeling that had appeared was intensified.

Axi seems to be very familiar with the Wumiao people, and seems to have lived there for many years...

Yu Jin held Jiang Shi's cheeks with both hands and rubbed it.

Jiang Si's shattered cheeks were quickly rubbed red.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xi asked, dumbfounded.

Yu Jin came over and said nervously, "I see if you were faked by Saint Wu Miao."

A joke made Jiang Xi stunned.

In the previous life, she was the only one who pretended to be a saint. Now, hearing this sentence from Yu Qi's mouth, her mood was quite subtle.

"What if it's counterfeit, can I return it?" Jiang Si asked back with a smile.

Seeing that Jiang Si's mood was not affected at all by You Shi's death, Yu Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Why return it, I'll find the real Ah Si again and enjoy the blessings of Qi people?"

"Wait a moment." Jiang Si said, and walked quickly to the inner room.

Yu Jin was left to ponder silently: He was just teasing her, shouldn't he be angry...

Yu Jin was ready to make amends as soon as her daughter-in-law came out.

Jiang seemed to turn back quickly.

"Asi, are you angry?"

"I'm not angry." Jiang Shi slapped a pair of scissors in front of Yu Jin and said with a smile, "By the way, repeat what you just said."

Yu Jin smiled dryly: "What?"

Jiang Si played with the scissors and reminded: "It's just sitting and enjoying the blessings of everyone."

"Hehe, you must have heard it wrong." Yu Jin stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Si's hand, and by the way held down his wife's gleaming scissors, and sincerely advised, "Asi, be careful that the scissors hurt your hand...

Jiang Si has a smile on her lips, with a gentle and tender look: "It's okay, I'm familiar with it."

"Why do women play with scissors...Asi, do you like to play the piano? Or you can play chess. Come, come, let's talk about a game."

Jiang Si said solemnly: "Naturally, it's because playing scissors is more important than playing chess. For example, my husband is going to sit and enjoy the blessings of everyone. A woman who can play the piano can only play a few songs. Women can cut off the root of their troubles directly.

"

Yu Jin suddenly felt the coldness below, and for a moment forgot to ask Jiang Si why he could understand Wumiao characters.

After the joke, Jiang Xi looked down at the contents of the letter.

After looking at it, Jiang Si smiled: "It's not easy to fool a generation of elders, so I wrote back so quickly... By the way, how did you get this letter?"

"It was cut, so it's two days late."

The atmosphere returned to seriousness.

Yu Jin said: "Asi, you seem to be very familiar with the Wumiao people..."

Jiang Si was silent for a moment, staring into Yu Jin's eyes.

The man's eyes were black and bright, shining like the finest black gemstones, shimmering with curiosity.

Jiang Si sighed and took Yu Jin's arm: "Ajin, I seem to have been to the Wumiao people in my dream, and experienced many things there... So I can speak the Wumiao language and know the Wumiao characters. Let me explain, but Can't tell..."

"Maybe you were really a Wumiao person in your previous life." Yu Jin rubbed her hair with a smile, and said with relief, "Don't worry about these things, it's good to be born with knowledge and save the trouble of learning."

Afraid that Jiang Si would be on the point of a bull's horn, Yu Jin pointed to the letter and asked, "Asi, what are you going to do about it?"

Jiang Si folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope, saying, "Anyway, the letter has been stopped, and the news won't reach Wu Miao's side for a while, so let's just wait and see what happens. After a long time, the old woman can't wait. The letter from Wu Miao might have to find a way to get in touch with the person in the palace."

Another Wumiao girl who has been in the palace for more than ten years is someone Jiang Si is determined to find out.

Was the Initiation Gu that Princess Rongyang used to harm her mother back then from that Wumiao girl? Even if it wasn't, Jiang seemed to have to guard against a person lurking in the palace who was probably the real murderer of Princess Fuqing.

It was a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. Even if he didn't bite himself for a while, knowing where the poisonous snake was hiding could at least avoid danger.

Yu Jin nodded: "Well, I'll explain and pay attention to these movements. Some things can't be rushed, let's take it step by step."

Just like the days when he first arrived in the southern border, a few generals knew his identity as a prince, and they were perfunctory and respectful on the surface, but in fact they were disdainful, thinking that he came to the south to cause trouble.

Those calm forbearances are not worth mentioning, until he once brought out a group of soldiers trapped in the miasma forest, and he was able to stand firm...

In Beijing, you can't kill with a knife, so you need to be more patient. For example, Princess Rongyang, he has imagined more than ten ways to die, and it depends on which one is better to implement.

The death of the princess' aunt is a major event, and it needs Chang Shi to arrange related matters.

The old master waited for a long time, but he couldn't wait for the prince and princess to make a sound, so he had to come to Yu Jin's study.

"Changshi is here." The little servant greeted with a smile.

"Is the lord in there?"

"Not."

Chang Shi glared at the servant: "Your Highness is clearly back."

Servant: "..."

That's not what he said just now!