Chapter 622
"Any clues?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

She also knew that Lord Zhong was dead, even if he took out his baby, he might not be able to convict Yan Song, after all, he didn't expect that he would be killed at the time.

"Yes, but so far, we have no way of knowing the exact content of the letter."

"Can I take a look?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

Tang Xian glanced at Fu Jiujiu, "Of course you can if you want."

"Here it is!" Hua Ningxue took out a handwritten copy, "I got it through a lot of hard work and tricks, but unfortunately, no one knows what the contents of the letter are. You see , What is this one one three four, two two five six."

When Fu Jiujiu saw the numbers all over the page, she remembered something, and because of He Tianlin's appearance, she also thought it was that thing.

telegraph.

He Tianlin is already in league with Yan Song, this is obviously the method of the telegraph, as long as the mother parent is found, the content can be cracked.

But before that, Fu Jiujiu thought of something more important, "Brother Tang Qi, Princess Mingyue may be in danger."

She now regrets that she shouldn't have sent her and Seventh Brother to Los Angeles just to match them up.

"I've already sent more people, don't worry, I know what you're worried about is that Yan Song will use Mingyue's death to provoke a war between Beimo and Li Dynasty."

That's what Fu Jiujiu meant. If Yan Song is collaborating with the enemy, then Mingyue's departure from the capital is the best time for him to act.

However, Tang Xian was so sure that Mingyue was fine, so Fu Jiujiu was a little relieved, after all, the people in Tingfenglou were not given for nothing.

Even if she can get such a secret report, her master is really powerful.

"Did you see anything?" Tang Xian asked Fu Jiujiu.

"This seems to be a game I played with my brothers." Fu Jiujiu said, "We stipulate that the code name of one is zero zero zero, and two is zero zero one. In this case, when we say one or two, we don't say it directly. Zero zero zero, replaced by zero zero one, others can't understand, this is very similar to what we play, but I don't know if it is."

When she said this, Tang Xian was also a little surprised, "According to what you said, if you want to know the content of the letter, you need to know which word these numbers agreed between them represent."

Fu Jiujiu nodded, "But there is another possibility."

"For example, I still use a book, the first page, the fifth word in the first line, so it is one one five."

"I see, no matter what kind of book it is, there is a book that is very important." Tang Xian said.

Fu Jiujiu wanted to say that Tang Xian was smart, but he understood what he meant when he said it casually.

He looked at Hua Ningxue, who shook her head, "I haven't seen any books."

"There will be at least two copies of this book, one for the writer and one for the recipient, otherwise there is no way to write it." Fu Jiujiu said.

Tang Xian nodded, "I see, it's getting late, you go to bed early, don't worry, they won't come again tonight, even if they come, my people won't keep you safe."

Fu Jiujiu looked at the quiet house under his feet. The family members had no idea what kind of bloody storm was going on outside.

If Yan Song is not removed, they are afraid that they will not be able to find peace.

"Brother Tang Qi, you have to be careful."

"I'm fine." Tang Xian smiled back, but he was still very happy.

Fu Jiujiu waved to Qin Xiu, "Let me bandage your injury."

"I...it's fine, it's all because I'm not good at learning."

Hua Ningxue really hated the little milk dumpling, but unfortunately she still had important things to do, so she patted her on the head, "My dear disciple, wait for Master to come back and get the balm you mentioned!"

"Master, it will be very fast, I have now..."

"Silly girl, Master has something big to do. How can you be so beautiful? Go down quickly and go to bed early, otherwise you won't grow taller." Hua Ningxue patted Fu Jiujiu's head. They had just met and said goodbye. Next time I don’t know when we will meet.

"Okay, okay, don't be sad, master is waiting for you, go get it." Hua Ningxue shook her head helplessly.

Fu Jiujiu smiled happily, "Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

After a while, Hua Ningxue put the balm Fu Jiujiu gave her in her arms, and said helplessly, "Is this the way to go?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded.

"When master completes this mission, I will teach you this little girl's martial arts. A master's apprentice cannot lose to Lin Wei's apprentice, do you hear me?"

Qin Xiu smiled, she didn't know that Fu Jiujiu knew martial arts.

She hides really deep.

Hua Ningxue left, and the dark purple quickly merged into the quiet night.

Prime Minister's House.

Yan Song waited until dawn, but before the news, he knew that the assassination had failed and had been revealed.

Fortunately, those dead men hid poison before departure, and they would not betray themselves at critical moments.

"Prime Minister, what should we do next?" He Tianlin stood there with his hands down, standing there all night, and now his legs were numb.

Yan Song's eyes are far away, as if he is planning the next step.

"What does he mean?" Yan Song asked.

He Tianlin cleared his dry throat, "What he means is, it's time to find a scapegoat."

"Scapegoat?" Yan Song frowned, who else could he turn to now, "Fifth Prince?"

He Tianlin nodded, "Your Prime Minister is reluctant, right? After all, he will soon be your son-in-law."

Yan Song glanced at him arrogantly, "Surnamed He, don't think that your small thoughts can escape the old man's eyes, you are still young, I am curious, what is so good about you, let him choose to believe in you. "

He Tianlin sneered a few times, and said confidently: "Prime Minister, you've made a lot of noise. I just learned a few tricks from you. As for why he reuses me, I have something in my hands. No one can have it at this time."

"Let's hear it?" Yan Song tried to inquire, but He Tianlin was not a fool.

"Prime Minister, you are asking too much. Now that you understand what he means, you must have a way how to do it."

"What he promised, I can also promise you, Miss Yan will definitely sit on the throne of queen."

Yan Song doesn't dare to think too much now, let's talk now that he can keep himself.

Who would have thought that Zhong Bochang had an orphan back then, and he hid it so deeply.

"He'd better keep his promise. As for you...hehe...you're not worthy of carrying the shoes of our Yan Yu."

He Tianlin laughed, "Master Prime Minister, I will remember what you said today, and I hope you will remember too."

The next day, Yan Song offered to withdraw from Tang Ju because of Yan Yu's serious illness.

After Yan Yu heard the news, her eyes were swollen from crying, "Father, why? I'm fine, why are you retiring from the Fifth Prince? What are you doing?"

Yan Yu looked at his troubled father in puzzlement, "You know that I always want to marry him, tell me, why?"

"because……"

(End of this chapter)

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