When Jiang Suizhou arrived in Gu Changyun's room that night, Gu Changyun and Xu Du were still in the bedroom, as expected.
The table has been prepared with food, and no one who is waiting on the table is left.
Seeing Jiang Suizhou coming in, the two saluted him, and Gu Changyun poured tea for him.
Jiang Suizhou sat down at the top.
"The Lord said that he would come early this morning, and his subordinates specially asked someone to make a squirrel mandarin fish." Gu Changyun said with a smile, while moving the fish to Jiang Suizhou.
"Taste it, Lord?"
Jiang Suizhou couldn't help but wonder.
I didn't like to eat sweets, especially these sweet and sour Jiangnan dishes. A few days after coming to Jiangnan, the dining table in his room has always been mostly northern dishes.
Does the original owner love sweets
He looked at Gu Changyun suspiciously, and saw that Gu Changyun raised his eyebrows, and his face was somewhat surprised.
"Don't you eat it, Lord?"
Jiang Suizhou did not make a sound, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish from the plate.
The mouth of the fish was sweet and fragrant, and Jiang Suizhou's brows were frowning involuntarily.
He paused.
Although he is the soul of King Jing now, his body structure is still King Jing's. In addition to experience, it is the taste buds that can affect people's dietary preferences. He originally didn't like to eat sweets by nature, and there was no psychological obstacle, so his body's response to this chopsticks must come from the body itself.
The original owner didn't like sweets either. Gu Changyun's move was clearly trying him.
Jiang Suizhou chewed a few times before turning to Gu Changyun lightly.
Gu Changyun showed a slight smile on his face, seemingly relieved after his doubts were dispelled.
Jiang Suizhou had no words, but looked at him coldly, with two-pointed scrutiny and warning in his eyes.
Gu Changyun immediately noticed it, blinked slightly, and smiled and said: "Sure enough, the Lord still doesn't like sweets. It's a pity that this famous Jiangnan dish has not been in the eyes of the prince for three years."
Jiang Suizhou slowly put down his chopsticks.
"You are very courageous." He looked down at the tabletop and said lightly.
Gu Changyun looked at him, but didn't speak for a while.
Jiang Suizhou asked, "Can you get the result you want?"
Gu Changyun paused, then laughed softly.
"What did the Lord say? The subordinates are just looking at the fresh mandarin fish shipped from the mansion these few days, and want them to taste it with the Lord."
Jiang Suizhou's knuckles slowly clicked on the table.
If someone who knows him is here, he must be able to see that this is his habitual action when he sees through the other party's lies and thinks about countermeasures.
Jiang Suizhou knew that they realized that they were not the original owner.
He was mentally prepared. After all, these two people are trusted aides by the original owner. And since these two people can be brought under the command of the original owner, it is absolutely impossible for them to be idlers. It is very difficult to fool them.
But he didn't expect that when he met the second time, the other party would start to test him.
This proves that from the first meeting between them, the two people have noticed the difference between him and the original owner.
The knuckles collided with the wooden tabletop one after another, and the sound was soft, swaying in the quiet room.
At this moment, Xu Du, who had been waiting on one side, spoke.
"Lord, forgive me, Chang Yun is just a bit mischievous." He stood up.
Jiang Suizhou looked at him and saw Xu Du saluting him deeply.
"However, the Lord can rest assured, no matter what happens, his loyalty to the Lord can be learned from heaven and earth."
This is loyal to the table.
Jiang Suizhou knew that he was telling him that no matter who he became now, as long as they were still their masters, they would be loyal to him.
He lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, and pressed down the sweetness of his mouth.
He said nothing, naturally he would not believe it.
But he also knows that his identity is self-evident among the three. He warned and the other party showed his loyalty. At this time, any persecution was useless.
He needs facts to prove that Xu Du's loyalty is true or false. Before that, what he had to do was to find a way to find a weight that could restrain the other party and prevent them from betraying himself.
Jiang Suizhou picked up his chopsticks again, as if the confrontation between the talents had not happened, and calmly talked to them about the letter he received yesterday.
Xu Du and Gu Changyun also discussed the content of the letter with him as if nothing had happened.
Like the last time they met, the two people's thinking was methodical, clear-cut, and quite insightful. When they came up with countermeasures, they usually hit the nail on the head, which coincided with the analysis made by Jiang Suizhou based on historical data.
It was as if he was really the original owner, doing his best without any reservations.
Jiang Suizhou couldn't tell whether they were deliberately disguising or whether they really didn't care whether the person in front of him was the original King Jing. But no matter what the reason is, the analysis they put forward is desirable. After Jiang Suizhou's deliberation, he wrote down what he thought was useful.
So when he ran out of food, after discussing the large and small matters that had happened in the past few days, Jiang Suizhou got up and left.
-Although it is not a big deal to spend a night here, but what he said now is a person who has lost his waistcoat. If he spends the night here under the original owner, he feels that it is a very tormenting thing just thinking about it.
The two people followed him up one after another, saluted him and left.
Until the entourage crowded Jiang Suizhou out of the yard, the two men sat down at the table again.
Gu Changyun laughed softly.
"He found it." He said.
Xu Du glanced at him disapprovingly: "I told you earlier, don't tease him."
Gu Changyun raised an eyebrow indifferently.
"I just didn't expect that he could be so sharp." He said. "But you see, isn't he still upset?"
Xu Du glanced at him.
"Not necessarily," he said.
Gu Changyun laughed a few times.
"Follow him," he said. "I just want to see what this smart new master will do next."
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Jiang Suizhou returned to the Anyin Hall, but did not return to the bedroom. Instead, he went to the study while it was still early.
In addition to the letters, there are many other information that can be checked by the original owner in the study, but because they are extremely hidden and large in quantity, Jiang Suizhou has not thoroughly checked the information in the original owner’s study until now. .
Now, he has a guess in his mind, trying to find out what is in the information stored in the study.
This search was two hours, until the third watch.
He turned to a ledger that the original owner had placed deep in the desk.
There was nothing special about the account book, but Jiang Suizhou discovered that the amount of expenditure on the account was large, and that each payment was on the fifteenth of the month, and the original owner had personally handed them over to Xu Du.
In addition, there is an expense on the account. Although there is a slight monthly fluctuation, the amount is small.
Ordinarily, such a small amount of money will not be used by the original owner for accounting. Since it is recorded, the purpose of the money must be very important.
The date of the monthly billing is also the fifteenth.
Jiang Suizhou had a plan in his heart.
He thought for a long time, until Meng Qianshan came and knocked on the door to remind him that it was late at night and that he would go to the Great Court meeting tomorrow. Then he put the account book properly and returned to his bedroom.
At this time, the night was already deep, and most of the people stopped early, and only a few watchers were left.
Meng Qianshan opened the door for him, Jiang Suizhou stepped in and saw Huo Wujiu sitting under the lamp reading a book.
He frowned, with one hand on his forehead, and there was no spot. It seemed that he didn't understand the content of the book very well, and he seemed a little irritable.
Hearing the sound of the door, Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and saw Jiang Suizhou taking off his cloak while walking into the room.
He paused for an inaudible gaze, and stopped on Jiang Suizhou's body.
… Why are you back
Jiang Suizhou put the cloak in Meng Qianshan's hand, and when he turned his head, he saw Huo Wujiu sitting there, holding a book in one hand, as if he hadn't seen him.
Jiang Suizhou felt a little relaxed in his heart.
Even if he is a salted fish in the Ministry of Rites, he has to guard against all his colleagues and always present the appearance that King Jing should have; when he returns to the mansion, the two clansmen who look like electricity will be enough for him. NS.
On the contrary, this Huo Wujiu, who loves to answer to himself all the time, rarely speaks to him, and even lacks his eyes, which makes him feel relaxed.
Under this kind of atmosphere, Jiang Suizhou even vaguely gave birth to the brisk feeling of returning home.
Thinking about this, Jiang Suizhou sighed slightly with self-deprecation.
How hard did he have to feel Huo Wujiu's cute face
Hearing him sigh, Meng Qianshan only regarded him as tired, so he quickly supported him and led him to wash in the back room.
After the two figures disappeared from the screen, Huo Wujiu, whose eyes had been on the booklet, slowly raised his eyes and looked at his back.
…Somewhat difficult.
Originally this morning, he heard what Meng Qianshan said, "He went to Mrs. Gu’s place for you." He thought that the eunuch was ill. But now that the night is so dark, King Jing has to come back, and Huo Wujiu doesn’t think so. That's right.
This person just wanted to please himself, but now he is not even pampered with his original concubine room, he wants to run back to sleep on the couch eagerly...
Huo Wujiu frowned, his fingers slowly tapping on the wheelchair.
Could it be because of yourself
He has never liked to owe others, whether materially or emotionally. Therefore, he especially hates others wishing to give him something he doesn't need, and he never appreciates it.
Such as King Jing.
Huo Wujiu retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes again, and looked back at the book in his hand.
This book was written by a great Confucian Jing Chao, full of benevolence, justice and morality, and his speech was eloquent. Huo Wujiao had read this book, and his heart was annoying enough. King Jing came back suddenly, so he should be in a worse mood.
But when he read this book again, Huo Wujiu's brows were inexplicably frowned.
It seems that this stale and ignorant Confucianism suddenly became less obnoxious.