"It's not enough to just pretend. Now that you have our flesh and blood, you have to be able to care about our little baby at all times." Jiang Lie said, and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of warmth in his heart.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. Since you are going to quarrel with Lao Gui, go quickly. It's so late, hurry up and go back to the house." Yuan Nan'er smiled.

Jiang Lie bowed and said, "I will obey the order!" Then he trotted to Jiang Luo's room.

As soon as he entered Jiang Luo's room, Jiang Lie quickly bolted the door, shook his hand, lit a light, then took out the old turtle from his pocket and threw it onto the bed.

The old turtle transformed into a human form, let out a long sigh and sighed: "It's so breathable, I'm suffocating."

Jiang Lie sat on the bed and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Have you found the East Palace? Is that bastard Yuan Guocai here?"

Jiang Luo nodded: "I'm looking for it, but it's a bit unexpected."

"Unexpected? How do you say this?" Jiang Lie said in confusion.

"Let me tell me in detail." Jiang Luo said and began to recall tonight.

It turned out that the old turtle crawled eastward without any obstacles, found the East Palace smoothly, and also smoothly penetrated into the courtyard of the East Palace.

In Lao Gui's impression, Yuan Guocai is a cruel and ruthless person. In terms of pure impression, he is completely useless. After all, he can have an affair with his father's concubine and a joint party and thieves and kill his father, and he also seeks credit for himself.

, framed everyone in the innocent Zhao family.

However, what I saw tonight really surprised the old turtle, and was also confused.

When I first entered the East Palace courtyard, the old turtle saw through the shadow reflected in the window that someone was sitting in the palace. Then he climbed up to the window and gently licked a small hole on the window paper.

After reading the small hole, I clearly saw a man sitting at the table writing.

The old turtle had only seen Yuan Guocai's face once, on the day Jiang Lie got married. Although he was not particularly familiar, he had an impression after all. At that time, he was sure that the man sitting and writing was Yuan Guocai, and he was elegant and luxurious.

It's a dress that only the crown prince can have.

"Confirm? It's really sure it's him? Do you recognize Yuan Guocai?" Jiang Lie interrupted Jiang Luo's memories and asked.

Jiang Luo nodded: "Isn't it just a little white-faced, clean-looking, beardless."

According to Jiang Luo's description, the only one who looks like this must be Yuan Guocai himself.

So Jiang Luo continued to tell the story.

Lao Gui knew nothing about calligraphy, but it was obvious that Yuan Guocai was concentrating on writing, and every stroke seemed to be extremely skillful in calligraphy. After writing one, he hung the one aside and took out another one.

Blank paper, keep writing.

After a while, Yuan Guocai got up, stretched a few times, turned around and picked up a sword, and walked out of the door.

The old turtle's eyes followed Yuan Guocai to the yard, and saw Yuan Guocai dancing his sword in the yard without saying a word. Although the old turtle did not know much about swordsmanship, at least he didn't know anything. At least he wouldn't know anything from time to time.

I can watch Jiang Lie practice swords and axes in his mansion.

Fortunately, the old turtle was watching Yuan Guocai's sword dancing under the shape of a turtle. If it was in a human form, it would be very likely that it would not help but applaud Yuan Guocai, and then it would expose itself.

The reason for this is that Yuan Guocai's sword dance is really wonderful, every move is gorgeous, every thorn is extremely fast, every swing is extremely decisive, every move is extremely sharp, which makes people amazed.

After admiring Yuan Guocai's sword dancing for a while, the old turtle sneaked into the room, then turned into a human form and sat on a chair to appreciate the words written by Yuan Guocai.

"That word looks pretty good. I stole one and came back." Jiang Luo said, and took out a piece of paper from somewhere and handed it to Jiang Lie.

Jiang Lie took the paper handed over by Jiang Luo in surprise and asked, "How dare you? You really stole the words written by Yuan Guo. Are you afraid that he will find out?"

Jiang Luo waved his hand: "Don't worry, you can't find it. There were at least seventy or eighty pieces of the stack, and the ones they wrote were the same, just one less. How could he find it? I'm afraid it was him.

I don’t know how many pictures I have written.”

"The people are the best... Yuan Guodai... No, Yuan Guocai." Jiang Lie looked at the words and frowned, "He wrote seventy or eighty pictures of "The people are the best"?"

Jiang Luo nodded and said, "Yes, there are at least seventy or eighty words. The ones written on it are the same, they are all the same content, and the same fonts are all four big characters, "The First of the People", and then there are three small characters on the side.

'Yuan Guocai'. It's really true that his 'Cai', I always look like 'dai' at first glance. When I look at it, it's all the word 'mouth' on it."

"It doesn't matter whether he looks like a person or not. We don't understand calligraphy and the mystery. It doesn't matter whether his words are good-looking. What's important is that what he doesn't write well, why do he have to write it?

1'?There are these four words everywhere in the palace. I think it is reasonable for anyone to say these four words. Why does Yuan Guocai feel very strange when he keeps writing these four words?" Jiang Lie

Staring at the paper, his face full of confusion.

Jiang Luo sighed: "You think it's strange, but I think it's strange too. If he wrote 'I'm the best in the world', I wouldn't find it strange, but he wrote these four big words, and he really couldn't tell it.

Do you care about the people so much?"

Jiang Lie pursed his lips and said, "Can he be... he turned his back on his evil spirit? He planned to be a crown prince and be a good emperor in the future? No, he went to our Lion Flame Army last time

It was not a long time ago to find fault there.”

"Maybe this prince is not a bad person." Jiang Luo stroked the white beard on his chin.

This idea also flashed through Jiang Lie's mind, but everything he had done was still vivid in his mind.

"If it weren't for you, Fennel wouldn't have...my Nan'er wouldn't have experienced such a life-and-death culprit." Jiang Lie murmured and gritted his teeth.

"But he seems not to be a good person," Jiang Luo curled his lips.

Jiang Lie became more and more confused as he thought about it, and shook his head: "The people are the first... If he really cares about the people, he would not kill the innocent. In the unjust case of the Zhao family, many innocent people died because of him.

.Impossible, he cannot put the people first. He will only use any means to murder his father for the sake of imperial power. He will only kill innocent people regardless of his own efforts."

"You think about it yourself. Anyway, I'm talking about the truth I saw with my own eyes, and I'm afraid you don't believe it, so I'll steal the words he wrote for you. This is the evidence. I'll keep this piece of paper.

It's early, the princess is waiting for you in the house. Let's go back and rest first. Leave the pot of wine for me." Jiang Luo said and asked Jiang Lie for wine.

"Wow, do you think this wine was brought back for you specifically? You didn't drink it, you still want it? Are you greedy?" Jiang Lie gave Jiang Luo a blank look.

Jiang Luo smacked his lips: "I have found such shocking information for you. If you reward me with a few more sips of fine wine, can you still lose money?"
Chapter completed!