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Chapter 359 Distinguishing Faith (6K+)

Miss Si...she is quite busy, Manager Bai said thoughtfully.But this time it's okay, fortunately, I had the foresight to lock those few in ahead of time, and there will be no troubles for at least half a month, and it will calm down for a while.

Sending Jiang Shaoyan and the others to the carriage, looking at the large box held by Xiao Wu, Manager Bai subconsciously glanced at Xiangli at the side, seeing that she didn't have much expression or reaction on her face, presumably it wasn't food.

After putting the box into the carriage, Xiao Wu sat in front of the carriage, took the goji berry tea handed over by the white manager, nodded to the white manager, and set off with a whip.

Watching the backs of a group of people leaving until they could no longer be seen, Bai Guanshi retracted his gaze, turned around and was about to step into the door, but saw Duan Fei, who had been punched in the face, coming out with a few guards. Head out from behind the door.

Probing and sneaking.These two words flashed through Guanshi Bai's mind, and he felt inexplicably that the little guard named "De Lu" was right. As far as Duan Shizi's expression and reaction are concerned, he really doesn't look like a good person.

Seeing that the person had already left, Duan Fei led the person straight up and walked out from behind the door, then walked to him in a swaggering manner, and asked, "Boss Bai, where did they go?"

Steward Bai: "..." I don't know who gave this Duan Shizi the confidence to think that he, a steward of the Jiang family, would honestly answer the whereabouts of his own fourth lady.

But it seems that Miss Fourth followed Lu to leave, so there is no need to guess where Miss Fourth and the others have gone.

"Yancheng!" Duan Fei said, he took out his folding fan from nowhere, and fanned it in a chilly manner.

Winter is the time to warm up, the white manager who is the best way to keep in good health wrapped his collar tightly and looked at him.

But Duan Fei didn't take it seriously, "Ha" several times, he fanned his folding fan he didn't know where he got out, and went back to Xiyuan to apply the medicine.

It's better not to interfere with matters related to Ji Chongyan, if he intervenes, he may be fine, but others may not.

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He left Baoling at dusk, and when he got up in the morning, the carriage had already stopped outside the gate of Yancheng.

Those who drive a carriage can take a nap no more than those who sit in a carriage. Xiao Wu put away the reins in his hand with a sallow complexion, took down the bamboo pot of wolfberry tea from his waist, and quickly drank a few mouthfuls to replenish his body. Lu, who forgot to assign points to lead the way: "Do you want it?"

Lu, who doesn't talk too much, shook his head as expected.

Xiao Wu: "..." Forget it, anyway, he doesn't have enough to drink alone!
The time when the Yancheng city gate opens is Chenshi, and it is still a moment before leaving the gate, so just wait a moment.

Xiangli, who had been sleeping in the carriage all night, rubbed her bird-nest-like hair, opened the curtain and looked outside. Small towns like Yancheng were just like Baoling. not much.Unlike places like Chang'an City, those who came late even had to wait until almost noon to enter the city.

Yawning, Xiangli said to Jiang Shaoyan who was sitting in the carriage: "Miss, do you want to rest for a while?"

She is the kind of person who can fall asleep wherever she goes, and she is probably the kind of fat-minded person that the white manager said, but the young lady is not that kind of person, and she doesn't know if she slept well yesterday.

Jiang Shaoyan smiled and shook her head, "No need."

She slept better in this life many times than in the previous life.

In her last life, she stayed in the lavish mansion tens of miles long and wide in Zhuquefang, the most prosperous area in Chang'an City. Miss Jiang's yard was even several times larger than that of Jiang's Bieyuan. The best in Chang'an city, but even so she didn't sleep well, as if she couldn't find the root, she was always restless and couldn't sleep deeply.

In this life, instead of Baoling Jiangjia Bieyuan, a small house with only two main courtyards, east and west, she slept in a different way. Even though there are many things to do, she seems to have found the root that cannot be found. Not afraid.

While speaking, the city gate of Yancheng opened.

Xiangli glanced at the shadow on the ground, and said, "It's not yet Chen's hour... Hey, is that Prince Ji?"

The officials guarding the city gate are just petty officials with salary. Like most people, they will not come early for no reason. If it is not an accident, who would be happy to come early?It's not like you can get more salary if you come early.

There was an accident today.

The official messenger who came early was squatting inside the city gate, eating and drinking enough to drink tea, when someone came over.

The official who opened the door glanced at the people who appeared in front of the people waiting outside to enter the city as the city gate opened wide.

She was dressed in a black gown, which seemed casual, but regardless of the jade pendant at the waist or the hairpin on the top of her head, it didn't look casual at all.

Looking at the stunning face of this man again, the officer touched his own face, feeling like weeping in his heart: This son has grown up like this, but he still needs to take care of himself, standing with his unruly self... …Looking at the indescribable gazes of the people queuing up to enter the city, the officer blushed suddenly, and a strange thought came to his mind: in the future, he should take care of himself, lest someone like Ji Shizi stand by one day, It's embarrassing for me.

Xiangli's movement of lifting the car curtain paused in mid-air, and looked at Ji Chongyan who appeared at the gate of the city and caught almost everyone's attention at a glance, and... the official servant beside him with an indescribable expression and a scum of shortbread standing at the corner of his mouth.

This situation seems to have returned to that day when I first met Qian San's brother in Guangming Nunnery.

Xiangli had a strange expression on her face, and for a moment she even wondered if Shizi Ji did it on purpose.But it shouldn't be!After all, how could Ji Shizi do these things when he is full and has nothing to do?Duan Shizi, who was carrying a folding fan in that winter, didn't do such idle things!

Naturally, Jiang Shaoyan also saw Ji Chongyan appearing behind the city gate, and the long-lost West Lake Longjing smell seemed to come again.

Uh... Forget it, let's see through it or not!After all, Xiaobaicai is good at doing things, and a little green tea doesn't hurt at all. After all... Xiaobaicai's appearance is really pleasing to the eye.

Under the astonishing eyes of the common people, Ji Chongyan walked up to Jiang Shaoyan who opened the curtain and held out his hand to her: "Miss Jiang Si."

Under the sunlight, those gorgeous eyebrows with a mole were dazzled, Jiang Shaoyan closed her eyes that seemed to be dazzled by the sunlight, opened them again, looked at him, and said with a smile: "Senior Ji."

Even though they have almost the same face, but the core inside is different, giving people a completely different feeling.

After saying hello, he went into the city to go to the yamen. Xiao Wu looked back at Ji Chongyan who snatched his seat and sat in front of the carriage as a coachman, Xiangli who was flattered and Jiang Shaoyan who looked calm behind the curtain of the carriage that was lifted behind him.

It doesn't matter when Miss Si is like this "overwhelmed by Mount Tai and doesn't change her color". Looking at Xiangli's flattered expression, she reckons that she will be able to brag in front of those mothers for more than half a month after returning to the capital.

After all, this was given to her by the Crown Prince of Anguo's mansion...Miss Jia was driving the carriage. Although Xiangli was just passing by, she rode the carriage with trepidation. People have had it?
Looking back seriously, Lu who was sitting in front reminded him: "Don't look at it, two people on one horse are crowded, and my Lu almost collapsed."

The prince snatched the seat of this Xiaowu who had goji berry water hanging on his waist, and this Xiaowu could only come and ride with him.Fortunately, the city gate of Yancheng is not far from the Yamen, otherwise his horse with the same name as him would have died of exhaustion.

A group of people with different moods arrived at Yancheng Yamen, Ji Chongyan returned the reins to Xiao Wu and walked in with Jiang Shaoyan.

Looking at Lin Yan who was inexplicably wearing a dusty robe with two patches, Jiang Shaoyan: "..."

She suddenly wondered whether Lin Yan was born with "problem dressing taste" or was forced to do so.

But right now is not the time to be curious about Lin Yan's clothes, but to have other business.

After the screen backed away, Xiao Wu put the wooden box on the table with her arms in her arms.

Jiang Shaoyan didn't speak immediately, but glanced at Lin Yan who was at the side, and Ji Chongyan immediately understood when he saw this, "Don't worry, Fourth Miss Jiang."

Jiang Shaoyan nodded when she heard the words, and didn't ask any more questions. Since Ji Chongyan said he was relieved, he knew it well.After all, he was the one who robbed the Yang family's letter, so neither she nor he could get away with it.Ji Chongyan should not joke about such things.

Then, it was time to talk about business, Jiang Shaoyan looked down at Mrs. Yang's note, and said, "Loose the paper?"

Ji Chongyan nodded and said: "Yang Yan has always been willing to part with the Four Treasures of the Study."

Nowadays, there are many kinds of paper used by literati in Dazhou. Songdao paper is also one of them, but it is the more expensive one.To be honest, this kind of paper is fine for writing poems and paintings, but it is a bit of a waste if it is only used for sending letters.

Of course, even if it is wasted, it will not waste much, after all, it is just a piece of paper.

Ji Chongyan took out a stack of pine knife paper bought at the Yancheng paper shop and put it aside, and while passing Mrs. Jiang's note, he said, "But I found this note..."

The girl on the other side who just took the note suddenly jumped up and said: "That's not right."

Although the girl hadn't explained what was wrong, Ji Chongyan knew what she meant by "wrong", nodded and said: "Yes, it looks like loose knife paper, but it seems to be thicker than ordinary loose knife paper. "

Lin Yan had only read the note before, but hadn't touched it before. Hearing this, he couldn't help touching the corner of the note. After a moment of pause, he tentatively said, "Could it be that two pieces of paper are stuck together? Together?"

Although not as good as those paper masters, Lin Yan claims that he is also an "expert" among ordinary people who pee and touch pen, ink, paper and inkstone. This is obviously not ordinary loose knife paper, it seems thicker, so maybe It's just two sheets of loose knife paper glued together.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the girl opposite shook her head and said, "No."

Lin Yan was taken aback when he heard the words, and instinctively raised his eyes to look at the girl, but saw that the girl on the opposite side had closed her eyes at some point. She rubbed the loose knife paper in her hand, and said in surprise: "Aren't these two pieces of paper?" The thickness of the loose knife paper, there should be a piece of sandpaper in the middle."

Lin Yan: "..."

As an "expert" among ordinary people, he certainly knows Wen sandpaper: this is the thinnest paper on the market in Dazhou today, it is almost translucent, and it is so thin that it is almost inaudible.

Although I don't know if Miss Jiang Si is right or not, how can she be sure that this is not the thickness of two loose knife papers?Is it just by finger touch?
This hand... Lin Yan looked down at his hand subconsciously: Is it that powerful?

The girl's tone was indifferent, but her opening was unquestionable.

Ji Chongyan nodded and called Lu: "Go and buy some sandpaper."

Lin Yan: "..."

All things are born, and one thing descends one thing.Seeing Chongyan's obedient and non-questioning appearance, he seemed to see his Mrs. Shangfeng Ji talking east to Mrs. Ji, and Mrs. Ji would never go west.

The girl seemed a little surprised by Ji Chongyan's unsuspecting reaction. After a moment's pause, the girl opened the big box she brought, spread out a lot of bottles and cans inside one by one, and then She took out a small knife with the thickness of a little finger, cut a small piece from the note, said: "I am not just talking nonsense," the girl said, and threw the small piece into the candle on the table.

The candle jumped and ignited a faintly invisible slender blue smoke.

"This is the smell of burning paper from Yang's family," the girl said, then picked up the loose knife paper on the table, folded it in half, and threw it into the fire. "This is the smell of two pieces of loose knife paper burning," the girl said deeply. He took a breath, looked at them seriously, and said, "It's different, have you smelled it?"

Lin Yan: "..." How could you smell this?Lin Shaoqing, who is said to be a god in judging cases, is just an ordinary person. How can such a sensitive nose come from?

Ji Chongyan nodded with a smile: "Yes."

Lin Yan: "..."

um what eh?Why didn't he know that Ji Chongyan had a different sense of smell than ordinary people?

"When we arrive, Lu took back the sandpaper. Ji Shizi and Lin Shaoqing can burn it and smell it again." Jiang Shaoyan glanced at Xiangli, who was sniffing hard, and Lin Yan, who had a dazed face, and had no choice but to touch it. Nose said, "Don't worry, my nose is quite good."

So it does smell different to her, but it may be difficult for ordinary people to smell.

Looking at Ji Chongyan who nodded with a smile on the side, Jiang Shaoyan looked at him suspiciously: Does Ji Chongyan, this little cabbage have the same sensitive nose as hers?

Just as he was curious, Ji Chongyan spoke, as if to dispel her doubts, Ji Chongyan took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Shaoyan and Lin Yan, saying: "I don't have such a sensitive nose as Miss Jiang Si, but Miss Jiang Si What I said should be true. This is a family letter I once received from Yang Yan sent back to the Yang family, and after being read by the Yang family, a corner is missing."

As for how to get it, that is naturally his business.

The gap is flat and smooth, it should be cut with a knife like Jiang Shaoyan just now.

"Not only this one, almost all the family letters Yang Yan received will be missing a corner after reading it." Ji Chongyan looked at Jiang Shaoyan specially, his eyes sparkled, "I didn't know the reason why he did this before. Seeing what Miss Jiang Si did now, I seem to understand."

It's no different than Jiang Shaoyan who only cut a little, and a large piece was missing from the letter paper. The smell of this large piece thrown into the fire was enough to make an ordinary person with a good nose smell the smell of the letter paper.

I see!No wonder Chongyan was so sure, it was because he had seen the family letter that Yang Yan received, and it wasn't just what Miss Jiang Si said.

But...if the mere paper used is so special, then the hands and feet on this book may be more than that simple.

"Yang Yan is suspicious by nature," the girl said lightly, picked up the note that Mrs. Yang sent to Yang Yan and the letter written by Yang Yan, read it for a while, put down the note and letter in her hand, and said, "Two letters The ink used is different."

Ordinary people may tamper with the content of the family letter to prevent it from being intercepted, but they will not let go of the use of paper and ink. Lin Yan said that maybe he has not stayed in Dali Temple for a long time, and he has not heard of it before. something like this.

With paper and ink alone, Yang Yan is enough to bear the words "suspicious by nature", but how did Miss Jiang Si know?Lin Yan subconsciously looked at the girl in front of him.

Seemingly aware of Lin Yan's gaze, the girl raised her eyes to look at him, paused, and said, "I have some quarrels with the Yang family, so... my father told me specifically."

The father in Miss Jiang Si's mouth naturally refers to Uncle Dongping. Lin Yan nodded subconsciously when he heard the words: That's right, Miss Jiang Si has no contact with Yang Yan, so it is not enough to draw this conclusion, but if he is also in court Uncle Dongping, who is an official, is different.

She didn't lie when she said this: Jiang Zhao had indeed persuaded the original owner not to provoke members of the Yang family, Mr. Yang was not so simple.The original owner naturally didn't think so at the time. After all, for an innocent and kind girl, these adults in court are not simple, and her father is also not simple. It is difficult for her to understand these not simple differences. For her, Jiang Zhao's not simple is to protect her, Yang Yan's not simple but different.

As far as she is concerned, she has seen more with her own eyes than what Jiang Zhao said, so she understands what Yang Yan said is not simple.Jiang Shaoyan lowered her eyelids, put the note and letter paper on both sides, and opened the bottles and jars brought in the box.

The fragrance of ink gushes out from the bottles and cans, even an ordinary person with a bad nose like Lin Yan can clearly smell the smell gushing out of it.

"What is this?" Lin Yan watched curiously as the girl opened those bottles and jars, took out a piece of loose knife paper, picked out a few cans from the inside, sniffed them, and then began to dab them with wolf hair. It was drawn on paper.

"This is ink. Almost half of the ink on the market is in it." Ji Chongyan said, pointing to one of the cans of dark red ink, and said, "This is ocher graphite."

Ocher graphite is a kind of ink with natural color. Different from the black of ordinary inkstone, the color of ocher graphite is close to dark red.

Because ocher graphite is special enough, it doesn't need to be a connoisseur who is proficient in this way to recognize it at a glance.

Watching the girl keep drawing ink on the paper with the clean wolf brush in her hand, Ji Chongyan paused and said, "She should be mixing the ink."

Do you mean that you can adjust the color of the ink yourself?Lin Yan was surprised.

Ji Chongyan nodded, "Yes", and said: "Yang Desheng is suspicious. Even the paper deliberately does not use ordinary paper on the market, but recreates it. What's so strange about using the ink color that he made?"

That's true!Lin Yan nodded subconsciously after hearing this, but then he frowned again, pointing to the note and the letter: "Although the eyes of this ink stain are indeed slightly different from the usual ink color, the difference is not that great upon closer inspection. Even after looking at it for a long time, my eyes are dazzled, and my eyes can't tell the difference." Lin Yan said, looking at the note and letter, and said, "How powerful are Yang Yan and those female relatives of the Yang family? Can you tell the difference? "

"Yang Yan may be able to, but the female family members of the Yang family should not be able to." The girl who was seriously color-grading answered him, and the girl said while toning, "The content of the family letter that Yang Yan returned to the female family members of the Yang family should be ordinary Huizhou Mo, the ones given to Yang Yan by the female family members of the Yang family were specially prepared."

The girl didn't say the rest. After all, neither Ji Chongyan nor Lin Yan was stupid, and she didn't need to say some things very clearly.

It is obvious that Yang Yan can distinguish clear ink colors, and he must be far superior to ordinary people in distinguishing ink and ink, for example, Miss Jiang Si who can make ink colors by herself.

What Yang Yan left to the female family members of the Yang family should be his own special ink, so he can clearly know whether the family letter is from the female family members of the Yang family.As for the family letters to the female family members of the Yang family, there are very few people like Miss Jiang Si and Yang Yan who can distinguish ink and graphite, so Yang Yan simply didn't work hard on this aspect.

"The special ink color and paper is the key for Yang Yan to determine whether the family letter is correct or not," Jiang Shaoyan said, raising her eyelids again to glance at the family letter Ji Chongyan received from Yang Yan, "it's not just about the female family members of the Yang family." In other words, paper alone is not enough to judge whether Yang Yan personally wrote the family letter."

"The method of two pieces of loose knife paper and one piece of sandpaper is not indistinguishable to an experienced craftsman." Jiang Shaoyan couldn't help but pause when she said this, "So Yang Yan should have set up a separate one. There is a way for the female family members of the Yang family to ensure that the family letter received is indeed from him."

When the girl said this, she couldn't help but smiled, implying something: "This method shouldn't be difficult."

After all, not everyone in the Yang family belongs to Yang Yan, whether Mrs. Yang or Dali is not stupid, it is indeed difficult to achieve Yang Yan's level.

"After the paper and ink are all gone, the only thing left is the content of the letter. Yang Yan also has to consider what to do after the letter is intercepted..." The girl glanced at Ji Chongyan at this point, not only easily controlled After reading the letter sent to Yang Yan by the female family members of the Yang family, even Yang Yan's close things can be obtained: the cabbage really has thorns.

But having a collaborator like Ji Chongyan is obviously a good thing.

"We also need to consider making the female family members of the Yang family easily identifiable. I think Yang Yan's method must be to make a fuss about the content." When Jiang Shaoyan said this, she put down the ink color in her hand, picked up the family letter written by Yang Yan, and read it. Regarding the above content, "Yang Yan was a talented man with three consecutive talents in Dajing, and his literary talent is very powerful. It should not be difficult for him to make a fuss about the content."

In this case, a letter from home is actually not enough.

"I don't have many Yang Yan's family letters to replace." Ji Chongyan was not surprised when he saw this. He had already prepared for this and asked someone to bring a box. He opened it in front of everyone and said, "Just replace it." More than 30 letters have been downloaded."

More than 30 letters?That is?Lin Yan fell silent: How long did Yang Yan go to Chang'an?Even if the letters were written diligently, these more than 30 letters should have replaced [-]% to [-]% of Yang Yan's family letters!
(End of this chapter)