Chapter 452： The dream of sitting and enjoying the blessing of all people

For Dazhou people, the status of uncle among many relatives is very high. Even if Jiang seems to be a princess, his aunt must go to condolences.

Of course Jiang Si would not go.

For the person who killed her mother, she would never kowtow to that person for the so-called reputation.

She didn't when she was out of the cabinet, and now she is a princess, let alone wronged herself.

Yu Jin casually threw the funeral posts away, and he didn't even bother to say a word.

The two talked about the pair of Wumiao ancestors and grandchildren who opened a shop in Xishi Street.

"At present, someone has been sent to stare at him secretly, and the pair of grandparents is nothing unusual. They guard the shop all day and do not go out." Yu Jin said.

Jiang Si curled his eyebrows: "I don't know why they came to the capital, so send someone to stare at them for a long time."

"Well, it doesn't take much left or right." Yu Jin said, drew a letter from his cuff and handed it over.

Jiang Si reached out and took it and opened it to look.

It is a letter written in Umiao script.

Yu Jin leaned over and asked with a smile, "Do you understand? Do you want me to tell you the content?"

Jiang Si glanced at him, "Do you understand Wu Miao?"

She had worked hard to impersonate a saint, so she had to sleep in Umong language when she was sleeping.

Almost everyone in the Wu Miao nationality can speak Da Zhou dialect, and since Yu Qi interacted with her, Wu Miao has never been spoken.

"After all, I have been to Southern Xinjiang for so many years, so I know how to do it." Yu Jin said proudly.

I can't forget to mention it, his memory is indeed very good, otherwise it will not be two or three years later that he can still draw Asi vividly by imagination.

Jiang Si was silent for a moment, and said, "I can understand."

Although the secret of rebirth cannot be said, the husband and wife must live together for a long time, and it is impossible to hide it from the other half.

Yu Jin was slightly stunned: "Do you understand Wu Miao characters?"

Earlier, A Si told him that he was fooling the grandfather and grandson with the appearance that resembled the Wu Miao saintess. He thought that the two sides communicated in Da Zhou dialect, and never thought that A Si could not only speak Wu Miao, but also see. Understand Wu Miao writing...

The weird feeling that once appeared became stronger.

A Si seems to be familiar with the affairs of the Wu Miao nationality, as if living there for many years...

Yu Jin held Jiang Si's cheek with both hands and rubbed it.

Jiang Si's cheeks were quickly rubbed red.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Si couldn't ask.

Yu Jin leaned over, nervous: "I see if you were faked by Saint Wu Miao."

Jiang Si was stunned by a joke.

In the previous life, she was the only person who was a fake saint. Now, hearing this sentence from Yu Qi's mouth, the mood is quite subtle.

"What if it is really fake, return it?" Jiang Si asked with a smile.

Seeing that Jiang Si's mood was not affected at all by You's death, Yu Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Why return the goods, I will find the real Ah Si again, can't I sit and enjoy the blessing of the people?"

"You wait a moment." Jiang Si said, walking quickly to the inner room.

Yu Jin was left to ponder: He just teased her, shouldn't he be angry anymore...

Yu Jin was ready to make a payment as soon as his wife came out.

Jiang Si quickly turned back.

"Asi, are you angry?"

"Not angry." Jiang Si patted a pair of scissors in front of Yu Jin and said with a smile, "By the way, you repeat what you just said."

Yu Jin smiled: "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Si played with the scissors and reminded: "It's what you are enjoying the blessings of the people."

"Hehe, you must have heard it wrong." Yu Jin reached out and held Jiang-like hand, and by the way, he held down the cold scissors under his wife's hand, and sincerely persuaded, "Asi, beware of the scissors hurt your hand...

Jiang seemed to have a smile on his lips, with a gentle and tender appearance: "It's okay, I'm playing well."

"Why do women play with scissors...Asi, do you like playing the piano? Or you can play chess. Come, come, let's talk about it."

Jiang Si said seriously: "Naturally, it is because playing with scissors is better than playing chess. For example, a husband-in-law is ready to sit and enjoy the blessings of the people. A woman who can play the piano can only play a few songs, which hurts the spring and the autumn. Women can just cut off the roots of the troubles."

Yu Jin felt chilly underneath, and for a while forgot to ask Jiang Si why he could read the Wu Miao characters.

After the joke, Jiang Si looked down at the content of the letter.

After seeing it, Jiang Si smiled: "It's not easy to be fooled by a generation of elders, so I wrote back so soon... By the way, how did you get this letter?"

"It was cut off, so it was two days late."

The atmosphere returned to seriousness.

Yu Jin said: "Asi, you seem to be familiar with the Wu Miao nationality..."

Jiang Si was silent for a moment, staring into Yu Jin's eyes.

The man's eyes were dark and bright, and the black gemstones gleamed with curiosity.

Jiang Si sighed and took Yu Jin's arm: "A Jin, I seem to have been to the Wu-Miao nationality in a dream, and experienced many things there...so I can speak Wu-Miao language and know Wu-Miao characters. Let me explain, but again Can't tell..."

"Maybe you were really a Wumiao in your previous life." Yu Jin smiled and rubbed her hair, and said with relief, "Don't worry about these troubles, you are born with a lot of knowledge, so you don't have to worry about studying."

Afraid that Jiang would be like a bullhorn, Yu Jin pointed to the letter and asked, "A Si, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Si folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope, saying, "Anyway, the letter has been stopped. If the news doesn't reach Wu Miao for a while, let's just wait and see what happens. The old woman can't wait for a long time. The letter from Wumiao, maybe you have to find a way to contact the man in the palace."

Another Wu Miao girl who has been in the palace for more than ten years is the one Jiang Si is determined to find.

Did the initiation gu used by Princess Rongyang to harm her mother come from that Wumiao girl? Even if it wasn't, Jiang seemed to have to guard against a person lurking in the palace who was likely to be the real murderer of Princess Fuqing.

It was a venomous snake hidden in the dark, even if it didn’t bite itself for a while, knowing where the venomous snake was hiding could at least avoid danger.

Yu Jin nodded: "Well, I will explain and pay attention to these movements. There are some things that can't be rushed, let's take them step by step."

Just like in the days when he first arrived in southern Xinjiang, a few generals knew his prince status, and they were perfunctory and respectful, but in fact they dismissive of them, thinking that he came to the south to add chaos.

Those calm and indistinct expressions are not worth mentioning, until he once brought out a group of soldiers trapped in the miasma forest, he could not stand firm...

In the capital, you can't kill with a knife, so you have to be more patient. For example, Princess Rongyang, he has imagined a dozen ways to die, and he will see which one is better.

The death of the princess's aunt is a major event, and long history is needed to arrange related matters.

Lao Changshi waited for a long time, but could not wait for the prince and concubine to speak, so he had to come to Yu Jin's study.

"Long history is here." Xiao Si smiled and said hello.

"The prince can be inside?"

"Not here."

Chang Shi glared at the young man: "The prince is clearly back."

Xiao Si: "..."

He didn't say that just now!