Yiyi's eyes were so painful that she couldn't tell what these ghostly symbols were written on. Without a clue, I couldn't even guess.
I had no choice but to go and deliver the letter with my head down.
Yiyi arrived at the East Palace, announced all the way in, and soon met the prince.
"My servant pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhu Biao put down the Zhubu in his hand, rubbed his sore wrist, and said casually: "Oh, it's Yiyi. Anqing asked you to come over, is there something to do with you?"
Yiyi took out the letter, held it up respectfully with both hands, and replied: "Princess, please ask your servant to bring this letter to Your Highness."
A scribe took the letter from Yiyi's hand and gave it to Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao saw that Yiyi's face was unhappy and didn't care. For a little girl of Yiyi's age, one moment her face is filled with joy, and the next moment she seems to have been abandoned by the world. Her face changes faster than turning the page of a book. What's more important is that you, outsiders, don't know what makes her happy, nor do you know why she is unhappy.
Zhu Biaocai did not go into why Yiyi was unhappy and said casually: "Okay, I received the letter. You can go back." He waved his hand and asked her to go back.
At the same time, let the scribe exit.
Although An Qing didn't say it, Zhu Biao also knew who the letter was for. After all, he just handed Han Du's letter to An Qing a few days ago, and now he has received the letter from An Qing. Although Anqing didn't say it, isn't its purpose obvious enough?
Isn't it obvious that you want to ask Gu Gu to help bring the letter to Han Du?
But Han Du's last letter was all blank paper. Does An Qing know what Han Du meant? How is this possible? The two of them had only met once in the East Palace and never even exchanged a word.
Do you want to read what An Qing wrote to Han Du?
When Zhu Biao was thinking this, he had already taken out the letter and opened it one step ahead.
Zhu Biao's expression was exactly the same as Yiyi's just now, his eyes widened and he was at a loss when looking at the things on the paper.
"What the hell is this?"
Angrily, Zhu Biao slapped the letter on the desk and gasped for air. He was so angry at Han Du and An Qing. With Han Du's white paper and An Qing's ghostly drawings, could they really understand what the other meant? This made Zhu Biao's mind filled with questions and his chest rising and falling with anger.
Zhu Biao felt that his sister seemed to be alienated from him, and she no longer had the enthusiasm for him that followed him when she was a child.
Zhu Biao felt jealous, and he still couldn't understand what Han Du was doing. Naturally, Zhu Biao felt angry.
However, no matter how angry Zhu Biao was, he could only hand this letter to Han Du, otherwise he might not be able to explain it to Anqing.
"Someone is coming."
"What are your orders from Your Highness?" The scribe ran in and bowed to Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao threw the letter to the clerk and said, "Go and deliver this letter to Han Du."
"Yes." The clerk agreed, picked up the letter and left.
"Come back." Zhu Biao suddenly waved his hand to stop the scribe.
"Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?"
Zhu Biao snorted angrily and said, "Don't give it to him. He doesn't have the dignity to do it. Let him get it by himself."
"yes."
Han Du got the news and hurriedly came to Zhu Biao.
Seeing that Zhu Biao was dealing with government affairs, he paid homage: "Your Majesty, Han Du, pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhu Biao raised his head, glanced at Han Du, and said in an unpleasant tone: "Get up, you don't have to do these false gifts in the future."
"Thank you, Your Highness." After Han Du finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Biao eagerly.
When Han Du was told by the people in the East Palace that Zhu Biao wanted him to come to the East Palace to deliver the letter, Han Du felt excited. I guess this is Princess Anqing's reply to herself, because she is the only one who needs to write to herself. If Zhu Biao came to find him, he would not write any letter at all, but would directly send it to the public.
Han Du did not expect that his plan would be successful at the first time. He was originally planning to find another opportunity to ask Zhu Biao to help bring some letters to Princess Anqing if Princess Anqing did not reply, until Princess Anqing discovered the secret in the letters. until.
The first letter allowed Princess Anqing to understand the secret. Han Du could only sigh that he was lucky enough and Princess Anqing was smart enough.
Seeing Han Du's helpless look, Zhu Biao felt upset for no reason. He grabbed the letter on the desk and threw it to Han Du.
"An Qing gave it to you, take a look at it yourself."
Han Du quickly took the letter with both hands, a look of surprise on his face. Sure enough, it was a letter from Princess Anqing to him. His guess was correct. Han Du didn't care that this was Zhu Biao's place and couldn't wait to open the letter. Looking at the familiar Arabic numerals on the paper, Han Du showed a heartfelt smile on his face.
Seeing that Han Du was not at all uncomfortable with the ghost symbols in the letter, Zhu Biao couldn't help but wonder, "Can Han Du understand those things?"
Thinking of this, Zhu Biao coughed twice and asked unhurriedly: "What is written in this? Let me tell you."
Han Du was stunned when he heard this.
I don’t know what is written in it either.
Princess Anqing writes secret words, and she wants to know what is written in them. Han Du could only wait until he got home, took out the Analects that Zhu Xi had annotated, matched them one by one with the numbers, and slowly translated them, so that he could know what it actually said.
Zhu Biao has to ask himself now, and he doesn't know.
"Your Highness, I don't know what is written in this." Han Du replied truthfully.
When Zhu Biao heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied and said angrily: "Looking at you, it is obvious that you know what is written here, but you pretend not to know? You are deceiving me, do you know?"
Whether you know this or not, I won’t tell you anyway.
Han Du cursed in his heart.
Why do I need to teach Princess Anqing to write cipher text in Arabic numerals? Isn't it just to guard against you, His Royal Highness?
Don't tell me that I can't translate it now. Even if I know it, I can't tell you?
Han Du knew that Zhu Biao was trying to intimidate him, so he bowed to him and said, "Your Highness, I have some urgent matters to deal with in the Baochao Collection Department, so I will leave now."
After speaking, Han Du did not wait for Zhu Biao to speak, took a few steps back, turned around, and left.
Zhu Biao was so angry at Han Du that he thought Han Du was deliberately showing off in front of him. Of course Zhu Biao knew that Han Du would not tell him the contents of the letter easily, but the more Han Du refused to tell him, the more he wanted to know.
This kind of letter was placed in front of him, but Han Du understood it, but he didn't, which was very uncomfortable.
