[Although the results of this book are very poor, I am still writing it with my heart. Please support me...]

"By the way, miss, I remember that three months ago, the miss casually ordered the people below to investigate the ins and outs of Zhu Xiuyuan..."

After the fun, Xiaohuan tilted his head as if reminiscing.

"Well, it seems that such a thing happened, but I forgot about it in the blink of an eye. Now that so much time has passed, I wonder if the people below have found anything?" Kou Wanwan immediately asked.

"Yes, there seems to be an iron box!" Xiaohuan racked his brains and his head was spinning.

"What iron box? Bring it and see it for me!" Kou Wanwan seemed to be particularly concerned about this matter.

"Okay miss, I'll go look for it now. I remember they sent an iron box, but where did it come from..." Xiaohuan muttered and walked out.

After Xiaohuan left, Kou Wanwan slowly walked back to the desk and sat down.

Her eyes fell on the stack of Tantras, and after staying there for a while, she took out the poem manuscript and laid it flat on the table.

The fingertips, as slender as white as onions, stroked the poem manuscript and smoothed out the wrinkles that had just been pinched out.

After completing this step, Kou Wanwan couldn't help but look at the poem manuscript again.

Starting from the name of the brand, we can see the three signature characters "Zhu Xiuyuan" at the end.

"What a great poem! Three months ago, I selected this poem as the best poem. Now that I am reading it again, I feel that it is ten times or a hundred times better than any poem I have ever read before!"

Kou Wanwan murmured to herself, studying the song "Sauvignon Blanc" word for word.

Kou Wanwan is multi-talented. In addition to her excellent singing and dancing, her literary talents are also outstanding.

I will never tire of reading good poems and articles, and I won’t be able to put them down.

This is all the result of her childhood and her father's influence on her...

Therefore, good poetry can always touch her deep inside, which is one of the reasons why Kou Wanwan likes to organize poetry gatherings.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, Kou Wanwan smiled, covering her mouth and stretching her beautiful eyebrows, her cherry mouth was slightly cleft, and her eyes were filled with light.

This is a smile that comes from the heart, not a fake smile. No matter how beautiful it is, it is not real.

"How come Mr. Zhu's handwriting... looks so much like it was written by a woman? It doesn't have the boldness of a man at all. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was written by a woman..."

After thoroughly studying the poem and the manuscript, Kou Wanwan took out a frequently read poetry collection and tucked it into the pages.

When she turned the pages of the book, several poetry manuscripts fell out. These were poems that she had found good in the past, so she included them.

I picked up these poems and glanced at the poems on them. I suddenly felt that these poems were vulgar and could not be elegant.

Then he crushed them one by one and threw them away, except for Zhu Xiuyuan's poem manuscript.

After finishing all this work, Xiaohuan returned just in time, holding an iron box in his hand.

"Miss, I brought it here. The slave specifically checked the Tantra. Our people said in the Tantra that this iron box was obtained from Zhu Xiuyuan's ancestral house. In order to cover up the traces, they burned Zhu Xiuyuan's ancestral house to ashes.

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If Zhu Xiuyuan listened to this, he would understand why he returned to his hometown on the second day of the Double Ninth Festival, but only saw ruins.

But it turned out to be Kou Wanwan’s men who did it!

Zhu Xiuyuan thought there was a thief in his home and saw that there was nothing left to steal, so he became angry and set fire to it...

"Oh." Kou Wanwan was noncommittal. She had already been attracted by the iron box.

This is an iron box about one foot long, four inches wide and four inches high. It is stained with rust and there is sand between the rust stains. It must have been dug out of the ground.

But the iron box is still intact and has not been embroidered.

A copper lock hanging on it is still there, but it is green and rusty.

"Open!" Kou Wanwan ordered.

"Okay, miss." Xiaohuan took the sword, aimed at the copper lock, and slashed it with his sword. The copper lock immediately fell off, and the incision was very smooth.

"Miss, please step back, be careful of hidden weapons."

The small ring looked solemn as if facing a formidable enemy, protecting Kou Wanwan, holding both ends of the iron box with both hands, ready to open it at any time.

"Even if there is a concealed weapon, it is probably rusted out. Hurry up!"

"oh."

Xiaohuan exerted force with both hands, and heard a heart-breaking crunching sound, but it was the rustling of the lotus leaves.

There are no hidden weapons.

"Miss, open everything." Xiaohuan stepped back.

Kou Wanwan stepped forward, covered her mouth and nose with a snow-white handkerchief, frowned slightly, stretched her neck and looked into the iron box.

I saw two things inside, which were fixed by the iron bars in the iron box. Therefore, after being moved and carried from Jiangzhou to Hengjian, they did not turn over.

There's just a layer of rust on it, so I can't see what it is.

"Xiaohuan, bring some water and let's take a look at what this is." Kou Wanwan ordered.

Xiaohuan agreed and immediately went to fetch water.

After some sorting, the master and servant started working together and took out two large packages of things.

But it turned out to be layers and layers of oil paper, wrapped in dozens of layers. When it was finally removed, the oil paper inside was as bright as new, as if the traces of time had solidified here.

"What is it? It's wrapped so tightly!" Xiaohuan muttered, while starting to remove the oil paper.

When I opened the first oil paper package, there were actually two books and an envelope inside!

It is well preserved. The paper looks just a little old. It has not been affected by moisture and can be read at will.

"What's this?"

Kou Wanwan was already extremely curious, so she picked up a book and started reading it on the spot.

As soon as she opened the first page and read it, Kou Wanwan's brows were already wrinkled.

The further down she went, the tighter her brows furrowed.

"Miss, what is it talking about?" Xiaohuan couldn't help but curiously asked when she saw Kou Wanwan finishing flipping through a book.

But Kou Wanwan seemed not to have heard Xiaohuan's question. She put down the book and picked up the second one.

His face is very solemn!

After reading the second book, Kou Wanwan's face became more solemn, with a hint of weirdness mixed in.

Seeing this, Xiaohuan became even more confused, but the young lady was already trapped in it and couldn't hear what was going on outside the window, so she couldn't bear to ask.

After a while, Kou Wanwan picked up the envelope and read the words on the cover. Her delicate body trembled, as if she had seen some earth-shattering secret.

Xiaohuan saw with her own eyes that the lady's hands were trembling when she opened the envelope...

What on earth is this?

It is simply unbelievable that my young lady and young palace mistress should be so rude!

Kou Wanwan took out a page of writing paper from the envelope, unfolded it and read it.

"hiss!"

After reading it, Kou Wanwan couldn't help but take a breath of air, her eyes widened, and she was obviously shocked.

"Miss, miss?" Xiaohuan was a little worried. What on earth were these things? It seemed like they had sucked away the soul of the miss.

"Xiaohuan, I'm fine..."

Kou Wanwan came back to her senses and put the letter back into the envelope. She moved very gently, taking it seriously!

Then the two masters and servants started again and opened another oil paper package.

After seeing what was inside clearly, not to mention Kou Wanwan, even Xiao Huan was shocked to the point of being stunned...

"Xiao Huan, find the best box and preserve this item, these two books, and this letter to make sure everything is safe!" Kou Wanwan ordered after the shock.

"Yes, Miss!" Xiaohuan also knew the importance, so he hurriedly found the best box, packed these things, and kept them in a top-secret and absolutely safe place.

After finishing all this work, she returned again. Kou Wanwan couldn't help but take out the poetry book she often read, took out Zhu Xiuyuan's poem manuscript, and laid it out on the table.

After what happened just now, looking at this poem manuscript now, it feels natural and different.

The corners of Kou Wanwan's mouth couldn't help but raise, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Zhu Xiuyuan, Mr. Zhu, what kind of person are you!"

"I can build all kinds of powerful weapons, withstand fifty thousand Yan troops for ten days, and I can also write good lyrics... I wish you the best, I am also a fallen man from the end of the world, I am not as good as you!"

Kou Wanwan held the poem manuscript and read it again and again.

Finally, he suppressed it in his turbulent heart, and the smile on his face became wider and wider.

It was a smile that came from the bottom of her heart. I'm afraid even she didn't know that she was laughing.

Xiao Huan stood by and saw his young lady "going crazy" there, and vaguely understood what was going on.

Normally, she would definitely have fun with her young lady, but not this time.
To be continued...