Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao were thinking about their own thoughts, but Lu Zhu stood beside Jiang Ruan, who was writing, and said happily: "The girl's handwriting looks so beautiful."

Two large characters like dragons and snakes on the snow-white rice paper are really impressive. People say that seeing words is like seeing people. The handwriting is smooth, and there is a faint sharpness in it. It seems that the depression in the heart is hidden under the calm appearance. At first glance, the best looks like water, but in fact, it is murderous intent everywhere.

"You can tell the words?" Jiang Ruan asked Luzhu.

Luzhu shook his head: "I can't read, but I know that the word "girl" is good."

Jiang Ruan laughed. Xia Yan, the former first talented woman in Dajinchao, easily agreed to change the name of the yard. She looked very generous, but actually wanted to see her joke. She wanted to change the words on the plaque, but she had no money to write, but she had to write it herself, but since she was five years old, she entered the village. No one in the village was taught to read and write. Everyone thought she had become a fool who could not read a big word. If she could really write it, she would not know how she would laugh generously.

Luzhu said in confusion: "How did the girl learn to read even though she has never learned to write in the village?"

How did you learn it? Jiang Ruan's eyes fell on the rice paper in front of her. In her previous life, she was taught by Xia Yan to be a fool. She learned that she played the piano and danced. So whenever the people in the Dajin court mentioned her, they would despise her: That fool, who only had the skills of a singer like a singer, was much worse than her talented sister. Since she was sent to the palace, there have been countless women with excellent skills in dancing and piano skills in the palace. If she wanted to be favored, she was forced to receive many devil-like training, and the item of calligraphy was taught by the Eighth Prince himself.

When he was raining all over the sky, he taught her to hold a pen and wrote on the snow-white rice paper: The exquisite sieve is an red bean, and he knows such lingering words in his heart. Who would have thought that it was just a play?

Now it seems that it is time to thank the Eighth Prince. The eighth prince's handwriting is very romantic. He always says that her handwriting is soft and not tough enough, so he will die in the end. Now her handwriting is still smooth and soft, but I wonder if he can see the murderous intent in it.

Jiang Ruan smiled, lifted the rice paper from the table and blew it, and handed it to Dew: "Frame it and put it on the yard gate."

Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao smiled at it: "Ruan Ju, what a good name. The girl's handwriting is so good. It would be great if the eldest master could see it." After that, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and looked at Jiang Ruan with some anxiety.

Jiang Ruan's eyes paused. After Zhao Mei passed away, she was sent to the village. Jiang Xinzhi knelt in the ancestral hall for a day and a night, but in the end he failed to change his mind. Jiang Xinyi was angry and joined the military camp. Before leaving, he told her to return home in glory so that everyone would dare not bully her.

During those painful days, Jiang Xinzhi was her only spiritual pillar. Until one day in Zhuangzi, news came from Jiang's mansion, but it was said that Jiang Xinzhi died on the battlefield and his body was gone.

She suddenly thought that when the news of her death in her previous life came, it seemed that it had happened two years later. Now it was two years ago. Is there still a turning point? Thinking of this, Jiang Ruan suddenly became excited. If Jiang Xinzhi was still alive, she would not be alone in this world. But... how can we know if Jiang Xinzhi is still alive? How can we turn his fate around?

Seeing Jiang Ruan frowning tightly, Lian Qiao said worriedly, "Miss?"

"Liang Qiao, when my mother passed away, I was ill in bed and didn't know what was happening outside. I only knew that my elder brother had knelt in the ancestral hall for a day and a night. Later, my elder brother said goodbye to me. You and Bai Zhi were both outside. I ask you, do you know which military master's name he had submitted to?"

Lian Qiao was stunned, looked at each other with Bai Zhi, shook her head and said, "This, the eldest young master didn't say it, I don't know either, but I remember it very clearly. At that time, the Hu people on the border were causing trouble, and the Chen family army and General Guan were recruiting new recruits, but I don't know which one it was."

On the first day of returning to Jiang's mansion, he spent the undercurrent in the calm appearance. The weather on the second day was very good. Lian Qiao and Bai Zhi went to inquire about Jiang Xinzhi early in the morning. Because Lu Zhu knew nothing about the past in Jiang's mansion and could not help even after he went there, he simply stayed with Jiang Ruan and took care of the affairs around Ruan Ju.

The sunlight shone through the flower windows to the full house. Dewdrops sat at the door to do embroidery work and smiled: "It's better to be in Beijing, and the sun should be more comfortable, and the sun will be safe."

Jiang Ruan did not argue. The yard of Ruan’s residence was already very remote, with few suns drying, which was much worse than Meiqingyuan in the past. The sunlight in Meiqingyuan was so beautiful. When Zhao Mei was still alive, she lay on Zhao Mei’s knees and watched Jiang Xinzhi practice swords. The locust flowers fell down one after another. The picture was so beautiful. Now things have changed, Zhao Mei has already returned to the underworld. Jiang Xinzhi’s life and death are unknown. The only one who is close to her is the lonely one in the world.

Jiang Ruan put a strand of hair hanging in front of her eyes behind her ears and looked at the book in her hand again. But at this moment, Bai Zhi hurried in and whispered: "Girl, it's not good, Lian Qiao and the people in Yan Huayuan have started to have a fight."

"What's going on?" Jiang Ruan frowned: "Although Lian Qiao is anxious, she is a person who knows the color. How come she starts to make trouble on the first day?"

Dewdrop also put down the embroidery work in his hand and looked at Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi paused, looked at Jiang Ruan hesitantly, and then said with difficulty: "When I returned home with Lian Qiao, I saw the people from Yan Huayuan teaching the servants. At first we didn't pay attention, but later Lian Qiao saw the man's face... Yes, it was Madam Zhou."

"Wuhan?" Jiang Ruan said in surprise. Madam Zhou was the wet nurse of Jiang Xinzhi and Jiang Ruan, and was the one who Zhao Mei brought from her parents' home. During the time when Zhao Mei passed away, the mansion said that Madam Zhou saw that her master had left and begged to leave the house for retirement, and there was no news since then. In the last life, Chiang Ruan never saw Madam Zhou again, but Bai Zhi said that Madam Zhou was still in Chiang's mansion?

Luzhu is also a smart man. He sensitively noticed the importance of Madam Zhou from the conversation between the two, and said, "Why did Sister Lian Qiao fight with them? Could it be that Madam Zhou was bullied miserably?"

Bai Zhi met Jiang Ruan Ruili's gaze, and then said with difficulty: "Madam Zhou... was blind. When the servants and Lian Qiao saw her, she was pouring Ye Xiang. The people from Yanhuayuan said that she spread Ye Xiang on the new clothes that the wife was about to see the county princess, and wanted to punish her, and forced Madam Zhou to eat the things in the Gongbao."

Jiang Ruan narrowed her eyes, and suddenly a sense of anger emanated from her whole body. Even Luzhu, who had never met Madam Zhou, couldn't help but cover her mouth and said angrily: "This is also a bully."
Chapter completed!