Chitose words

Xie Zhao was slightly stunned when he heard this.

She paused and asked politely: "Does the person in charge of Yitaluo know about this matter? Was it the person in charge of human affairs who sent the invitation to me?"

The steward replied respectfully:

"When the Qinshe family's invitation came into the mansion, it was naturally sent to the person in charge first. However, the person in charge said after reading it, Xie Yilu is a distinguished guest in the mansion, not a disciple. You are free, and you don't need to go through her for what you do or say. So I asked the villain to send the invitation directly to Xie Yilu, please make your own decision."

Xie Zhaoqing said "Hmm" and nodded: "I understand. Could you please thank the person in charge for me?"

She was actually very grateful for Yitaradeva's trust.

Xie Zhao motioned to Ling You, who happened to be standing near the door, to accept the exquisitely crafted invitation. After the steward left, he looked at the three of them with a faint smile.

"This is really like 'a grain of wheat falling into the eye of a needle' - what a coincidence. Since the people with the Yitaluo surname are so kind, not only have they not restricted our travels, but they also don't mind our interactions with other high-caste tribes at all, so it saves a lot of money." Less trouble.”

Han Changsheng slapped his mouth, it felt a bit unpleasant.

He still felt that it was suspicious that Yitarodaifan was so kind to Xie Zhao!
Ling You frowned and said, "You want to go?"

Xie Zhao smiled.

"Wouldn't you be stupid not to take the opportunity that comes to your door?"

"But."

Ling may still have some scruples.

"At the Lurda banquet two days ago, our behavior was really conspicuous. At this juncture, Qinshe sent an invitation to invite you into the house. I always feel that they have ulterior motives."

Xie Zhao looked at him with a smile and said:

"Of course there are ulterior motives. Who in this world acts without their own intentions?

Even if we go all the way, we still have our own goals and intentions. As long as we don't have any harm in mind, it's harmless. "

Her right index finger tapped lightly on the table, making a slight "ding" sound.

The round table made of jade has a crisp feeling like the whispers of pearls and jade pendants when struck. Not to mention, it is pleasant to the ears.

Ling You frowned and said sharply:
"But I still feel that they want to use this close contact to test you, or to use you to achieve some of their unknown purposes by getting to know you."

Xie Zhao burst into laughter.

She shook her head slowly and said with a smile: "Do you want to use me? Then what does it matter?

I'd like to teach you to be a good person. You should relax as a person. Don't be afraid that others will take advantage of you. You are just afraid that you will be useless in the eyes of others and not worthy of being used at all. "

Facing the three people's eyes that were either thoughtful, slightly stunned, or frowning in thought, Xie Zhao calmly continued:
“Actually, whether they want to use me or not, that’s their idea and we can’t control it.

However, whether I will be used by others depends on my ability, and there is nothing they can do about it. "

Xie Zhao's words were quite Zen-like.

The three of them listened and subconsciously stared in deep thought.

But after a moment, Ling You frowned slightly, as if he still wanted to stop her from putting herself in danger.

However, Xie Zhao didn't know what she thought of. Her eyes suddenly brightened, she stood up and said:
"——Ling You! Bring the invitation to me."

Seeing her reaction, Ling You was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood her intention and handed over the invitation in his hand without any hesitation.

Xie Zhao immediately unfolded the post after taking it, carefully observing the invitation word by word with intense eyes and an extremely serious expression.

Ling Youwei was a little out of breath and urged:
"how?"

The next moment he saw the invitation, Xie Zhao's face was slightly disappointed.

She shook her head slightly when she heard this, and said slowly: "No."

Han Changsheng and Bo Xi didn't understand a word of the exchange between the two of them.

However, Bo Xi was never talkative and didn't like to inquire, but Han Changsheng couldn't help but ask.

He was so anxious that he jumped!

"——No, what are you two doing in riddles here? What about 'is it or not'? What happened?"

Xie Zhao smiled and didn't hide it from him.

She gently raised her hand to show Han Changsheng the invitation card in her hand, and then explained in a calm tone:
"I mean, maybe Qinshe is not the 'person' we are looking for."

"what"

Han Changsheng was slightly stunned at first, and then suddenly realized!

Yes!

It turns out that Xie Zhaofang was trying to distinguish between the secret letter written in the Western Xinjiang Fenglan script to Tuoba Xiao, the first emperor of Hanyong in the Northern Dynasties, by the "man behind the scenes" who stirred up the world in the past, and the person with the surname of Qinshe. Are the text formats in the invitations posted the same?
so.
Did Xie Zhao just say no?

Han Changsheng was immediately disappointed.

Like a lost puppy caught in the rain.

He confirmed again without giving up.

"So, is it really not the Qinshe family?"

Xie Zhao shook his head gently.

"At least judging from the style of writing, I personally think that person is not Qinshe."

Ling You suddenly frowned and asked, "But having said that, is it possible that the person behind the scenes also secretly collected invitation notes from other high castes to imitate other high castes' writing styles?"

Xie Zhao chuckled lightly and said:
"Actually, I haven't thought about the possibility you mentioned before, but the nine high-ranking castes in Fenglan in Western Xinjiang attach great importance to the confidentiality of their clan's writing system.

They feel that only people with noble blood are qualified to read and write. Even if a husband and wife read each other's letters, it is a very outrageous and disgusting behavior in Western Xinjiang.

Each clan even secretly created some small characters unique to the clan based on the Western Xinjiang script, and the different ways of writing and breaking sentences among the major high castes were also different.

To sum up, if you want to completely imitate the writing style of other high castes, it is actually very difficult.

It might be okay if it's something short like an invitation, but if it's a long letter like the one written by the 'person behind' it, it might be hard not to leak something. When Xie Zhao said this, he lightly shrugged and said honestly:

"Of course, with my level of understanding of Western Xinjiang characters, there is no problem with ordinary literacy, and I can basically understand what they are writing, but"

Ling You and Han Changsheng were shocked.

Everything is afraid of but.

Sure enough, Xie Zhao looked at them innocently and said:
"But you don't have to have too much hope in me. As I said before, the nine high castes in Western Xinjiang are full of flowers and harmonious on the surface, but in reality, no one can trust anyone.

Moreover, they are too vigilant. Imagine that they are not even willing to leave the secret documents of the clan to be passed down for generations. In order to maintain the dominance of the clan, they would rather pass it on orally at the risk of breaking the inheritance.

Therefore, if we want to truly confirm which Xijiang clan's style of writing is in that letter, we must be patient and take it one step at a time. "

Hearing this, Ling You and Han Changsheng frowned subconsciously.

Han Changsheng was a hot-tempered person, and after hearing this, he felt even worse.

He wondered: "If you say so, then wouldn't we have to deal with every household in the nine high castes in Western Xinjiang in depth, and even so, it is very likely that we will not see their writing style at all? "

Xie Zhao smiled.

"The principle is this, so it is too difficult to operate, so we might as well look at this problem from another angle."

The two of them looked sideways at Xie Zhao.

"What do you mean?"

Old God Xie Zhao smiled.

"Since we want to see how difficult it is to see their writing style, and it will also arouse their vigilance and uneasiness, then what if we go the other way and let them see our share."

Han Changsheng was immediately shocked and said in astonishment:

"Are you crazy? If you show them our letter, wouldn't that mean you take off your underwear and show them to others?"

Xie Zhao: "."

She looked at him speechlessly.

"Han Changsheng, can you be more polite? Bo Xi and I are girls after all!"

What kind of underwear is not underwear?
Besides, how could he be so stupid?
Don’t you know how to adapt to problems?

This stupid thing is awesome!

Fortunately, Ling You's mind is still very bright.

Although he was stunned for a moment when Xie Zhao finished speaking, the next moment, he immediately thought that Xie Zhao could never be so hasty.

However, Ling You was still a little confused about Xie Zhao's plans.

So, he said bluntly: "What do you want to do?"

Xie Zhao smiled.

"Our Southern Dynasty, Tianchen, is known to the world as a capital of literati, where poetry and poetry are the most popular."

Han Changsheng looked at her without hesitation.

".Then what? What do you want to say?"

Xie Zhao helplessly held his forehead.

She decided to give up on guiding them to think independently for the time being, and made it clear with a smile:
"As for what happens next, I, a 'traveling doctor' from the Southern Dynasties, naturally want to promote the poetry, songs, and culture of the Southern Dynasties in Western Xinjiang."

Meeting the eyes of the two people who still seemed to understand each other, she smiled and continued:

"Although I don't know which high-caste family's style of writing the secret letter belongs to, I have read it many times over the past month, so I should be able to imitate it vaguely.

Therefore, I plan to use the writing style of this secret letter as a template to write a few pure poems praising the magnificent scenery of the four realms in the world, and then when I interact with people of high castes, I will give them to each other as a token of respect. . "

When Ling Ye heard this, what else didn’t he understand?
His mood suddenly brightened and his eyes lit up: "——Beautiful!"

Although Han Changsheng was not as fast as Ling He, he still understood a lot after hearing this.

After he thought about it carefully, he suddenly realized it and was convinced!
Zhi said: "Awesome, Azhao! If the clear words you sent are not the style of writing in the clan of the person with the surname, he will naturally not be able to see anything. At most, it is just an accident that you are so knowledgeable that you can recognize the Western Xinjiang characters;

However, if a person with the surname Qing sees the Qingci and finds that the writing system imitates the system and symbols of his clan, he will be shocked and confused at a glance, revealing unusual emotions, and may even ask you why Know this way of writing! "

"Yes."

Xie Zhao has been sick repeatedly in recent months. Even though he is wearing thick clothes with three layers inside and three layers outside, he still looks a little sick and thin.

But she smiled with her eyebrows crescent, and her eyes were very clear and bright.

"At that time, even if you ask about the 'rightful owner' of a certain high-caste family, it won't be a problem. The above are just poems and poems, and they won't make people think of anything else.

I can say that I accidentally saw this style of writing from wandering poets or traveling businessmen when I was traveling around the world, so I copied it. "

Ling You was silent for a moment, then nodded decisively.

His eyes were steady and he spoke concisely and concisely:
"feasible."

Han Changsheng was also speechless. He gave a thumbs up and praised:

"Azhao, you are so clever at lighting the lanterns on the top of the mountain!"

Xie Zhao smiled sarcastically.

"Really? I think this idea is not bad."

Not bad?

Ling You's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at her calmly.

But I sighed softly in my heart: How can this be called "barely making do"?
This strategy is obviously ingenious, silent and wonderful.
Although they have known each other for nearly two years, Xie Zhao will continue to refresh his understanding of "knowledge from ancient times to the present" and "knowing things like a god" time and time again.