Li Yu took advantage of King Jing to go out and changed into the shape of a young man.
This is the first time he has used the transformation skills to transform outside the system, and it is inevitable that his heart will be surging, but he is very clear that he has very urgent things to do, and he has to suppress all the excitement.
After turning back into human form, he still had no clothes to wear, but it was nothing. Li Yu took out a new set of underwear and pants from the closet and put them on. The transformation skill didn't last for a long time, so he was not allowed to go. To do other things, before he can write the letter to Ye Qinghuan, just wear it casually.
After getting dressed, Li Yu rolled up the cuffs of his still somewhat long underwear, revealing his fair forearms. He carefully looked at the furnishings on the table. King Jing's ready-made brushes and inks were all there, but he couldn't use them rashly. If they left traces and were discovered by King Jing, all the previous efforts would be wasted.
Li Yu thought about how he was usually bored, and had seen how the house attendant in charge of cleaning the house was placed. He walked to the Babao grid from memory, opened the drawer embedded in the middle grid, and placed spare pens and inks in it. . From the inside, Li Yu pulled out a brush, a stack of rice paper, and a used ink stick.
In ancient times, writing had to grind ink first. Ink was ground from ink sticks. Li Yu had seen King Jing grinding ink, and it was easy to draw a gourd. However, he could not find another inkstone, and he could not directly use the Fangduan inkstone on the case. It belongs to King Jing, and the inkstone is clean... If the ink is polished, it will be too obvious.
Li Yu pouted and picked one of the tea cups on the ground, and temporarily used it as an inkstone table. Now everything is ready. Li Yu placed his four treasures of the study on the corner of the table and poured some into the tea cup. The water starts grinding the ink.
He had never done this job before, and he didn't know how to grind it properly. He felt that the water had turned black, so he stopped and dipped a pen in some ink.
Li Yu held his cheeks, held a pen, and thought about how to organize his language. He temporarily wrote down a lot of words from King Jing's book, but he still couldn't write it. King Jing's book is not an encyclopedia dictionary. It's hard to find a few words you want.
... Who cares, even if some words can't be written or written wrong, as long as Ye Shizi can understand it.
Thinking of this, Li Yu picked up the pen and started writing the letter. He wrote several sheets as drafts, and revised them again. After reading it, he thought it was feasible, so he copied it out again. Made a simple envelope out of another sheet of paper and stuffed it inside.
After writing the letter, just think of a way to send it to Ye Qinghuan.
Li Yu put the written letter into the portable space for temporary storage, wiped the pen clean, and then put the pen, ink and paper back to the original position, and wiped it together with the desk he had fallen over.
The scrapped drafts should not be thrown around, they must always be disposed of. Li Yu hesitated between burning and eating the paper. The paper was too unpalatable. He was also afraid that King Jing would feel something strange when he touched the fish's stomach again, so he lifted it up. Opened the lid of a censer in the room.
After they were all disposed of properly, the Kengyu system also began to count down. Li Yu quickly took off all his clothes and mixed into a pile of clothes worn by King Jing. Later, a waiter would come to collect them and wash them, and nothing would happen. left behind.
… He thought he was so smart, so capable, that he could be a spy.
When King Jing returned to the room, the little carp was already sleeping soundly on the white stone bed. When King Jing stepped over the threshold, he felt that something was wrong. Although everything in the room looked the same as when he left, the subconscious felt it was not right.
He glanced at his fish first. The little fish was lying quietly on the white stone. King Jing wanted to check it. The fish suddenly spit out a bubble. King Jing said, "..."
The fish was very good, King Jing walked around the house slowly, and finally found out what was wrong.
The incense burner in his room seemed to have burned something, but it was not the smell of burning incense.
King Jing opened the censer and found no foreign objects, but accidentally sprinkled some ashes on the ground outside the censer.
King Jing: "..."
King Jing did not allow others to enter or leave his room at will unless it was necessary, and the servants of King Jing's mansion would never do so.
It seems that someone has indeed come, burned something in the incense burner, and most likely moved other hands and feet.
King Jing went to find Wang Xi and ordered Wang Xi to investigate thoroughly.
Wang Xi quickly checked the things in the room. There was a brush in a drawer that was bald for unknown reasons, a stack of rice paper was missing, and a small amount of ink sticks was missing.
King Jing lowered his face. The thief who escaped last time has not been found yet. Is this another thief
The house attendant in charge of the laundry was about to take away the clothes that King Jing had changed for washing. Wang Xi stopped the person out of caution, and turned over the clothes. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
"Your Highness, look..."
Wang Xi quickly took out a lining from his clothes. The sleeves of this lining were folded up, and there were many ink stains on it.
King Jing recalled that he hadn't splashed ink on his inner clothes recently, and that the clothes here fit him well, so he didn't need to roll up his sleeves.
... It's the lining again, is the thief having trouble living with his clothes
I'm afraid not.
"His Royal Highness, the old slave remembered the one who escaped by swimming last time." Wang Xi reminded King Jing softly.
King Jing nodded. He also felt that there would be no such coincidence. He was afraid that it was the same person. The thief who escaped last time was never caught, and he turned back.
What is this thief trying to do
A smile flashed in King Jing's mind.
In fact, in his heart, he still didn't quite believe that the young man who looked fresh and cool would be the thief who stole his clothes several times.
And why steal his fish
The reason for being kicked out of the main room and venting his anger is a bit far-fetched.
King Jing felt that there seemed to be a huge secret hidden in this young man, but he hadn't been able to discover it yet.
But no matter what, he would never let the other party take away his fish at will.
King Jing secretly ordered Wang Xi to add twice the number of guards to guard, and the number of people to catch thieves also increased.
The little carp fell into a daze all night, not knowing that because of his actions, there were many more incidents in King Jing's mansion.
He was sleeping on the side of the fish tank, and turned over inadvertently, facing King Jing.
King Jing and Wang Xi saw a long black mark on the fish that had not yet been blistered.
Wang was surprised. After asking King Jing for instructions, he quickly took out the small fish and wiped it. He found that the fish was covered with ink. King Jing said, "..."
"His Royal Highness, look!" A servant also came over with a teacup to ask for instructions.
For some reason, this tea cup did not contain water, but some ink.
Why ink again
King Jing found the ink-stained tunic from Wang Xi, and saw a teacup filled with ink, a broken writing brush, slightly used ink sticks, missing rice paper, and an incense burner that had been touched.
… That person should have used the tea cup as an inkstone in his room, used pen and ink, wrote something, and then burned something in the incense burner.
As for the ink on the fish...
King Jing was also wondering how Mo rubbed against the fish.
When Li Yu was held out by Wang Xi, he was still stunned. The inner servant found a tea cup containing ink. King Jing was looking at the ink marks on his body, and Li Yu woke up with a jolt.
Damn, he was negligent, he didn't notice that the ink was on his hands, and accidentally wiped it on his body, and after the tea cup was used, he put it on the spot, but he forgot to pour the ink inside first, really wise There is bound to be a loss if you think about it.
King Jing might start to doubt him soon. Li Yu kept thinking that he would never become an elite, and immediately broke away from Wang Xi, bit his head and jumped into the tea cup with some ink, pretending to be very excited and particularly fond of him, and fluttering hard for a few minutes. I dye myself darker than a cuttlefish.
King Jing has been splashed by fish countless times, and he has a lot of experience. Almost as soon as the fish lifts his tail, he knows something is wrong, so he decisively raised his sleeves to cover, and blocked most of the splashed ink.
Despite this, King Jing's sleeves were still visibly dark to the naked eye, and Wang Xi, who was beside him, didn't react so quickly, and there were a lot of ink spots on his face.
"... The little fish master is really interested."
Wang Xi smirked to smooth things out, took out the veil and wiped his face. King Jing's face was expressionless, and it was obvious where the ink on the fish came from.
- It's not that this fish made it out of his own playfulness!
Under King Jing's gaze that he wanted to kill the fish, Li Yu continued to shamelessly act cute as a cuttlefish, and finally held down his crumbling vest again.
Once the letter was written, it was time to consider sending it. Li Yu wanted to wait for the New Year and the festival, and send it in a gift when the two governments exchanged rituals, so he didn't know it, but it is difficult for ordinary people to get access to the gift, and it is difficult to guarantee that Ye Qinghuan will be sure. I could see the letter, so I tried my best to take action when Ye Qinghuan came to King Jing's mansion.
Fortunately, Ye Shizi thought that his dog was not as good as a fish, and he brought his dog to visit after a while.
This time, Ye Shizi brought a golden ball with him. He threw the golden ball far away, and Xiongfeng could immediately bring it back to him.
"No matter how smart a fish is, it's not as good as a dog." Ye Shizi felt that King Jing must have nothing to say.
King Jing glanced at Ye Qinghuan pityingly, and motioned for Ye Shizi to go to the fish tank to see.
Ye Shizi looked at it. At first, he saw nothing but a pile of gems. After a while, he saw King Jing's little fish swimming leisurely, stacking the gems high, and then holding up an aquamarine by his tail. Throw it, knocking down the stack of gems.
How could King Jing's fish still play such tricks
Ye Shizi was so jealous that his eyes fell out: he was defeated again.
Xiongfeng was so excited when he saw this, he wagged his tail wildly without any principle, as if he was cheering for the fish in the fish tank.
Li Yu swam over, across the wall of the crystal tank, he was no longer afraid of Xiongfeng, and he boldly swayed his tail towards Xiongfeng, teasing Xiongfeng.
Xiongfeng is more energetic, trotting back and forth in front of the crystal fish tank, seems to want to jump in and play with the fish.
Ye Qinghuan: "..."
Help, Ye Qinghuan felt a little dizzy and urgently needed a rest, so Wang Xi helped him out.
And Xiongfeng still stayed in the house, looking at the little carp expectantly.
It stretched out the tip of its nose again and again, trying to smell him, but every time it could only touch the cold crystal.
Xiongfeng was so anxious that he barked a few times.
Li Yu's eyes lit up, if it was just him and Xiongfeng... maybe he could take advantage of this opportunity.
Xiongfeng, for your master, let's be a messenger!
Ye Shizi was dizzy and rested for a while, and when he turned his head, his pet dog Xiongfeng was wet with half of the hair on his body, with a white envelope in his mouth, ripping off his trouser legs.
what is this
Ye Shizi was shocked and pulled the letter out of Xiongfeng's mouth.