Born short-lived

[I was too sleepy when I wrote the last chapter, and the last paragraph was deleted because it was illogical. I am very sorry for the inconvenience caused to everyone. 】

Before the summer festival, the high priest of the Jiang clan "retired" in the sacrificial hall for fifteen days without seeing any outsiders.All the divination results are confidential, and after being sealed, the Jiang clan will directly submit them to the empress.

——But it doesn't mean it's really airtight.

Even if the sacrificial hall is made of copper and iron, the person who sent the sealed letter can still play tricks.

There are not many people who dare to covet it, but it is not impossible.

And Dong Sheng is one of them.

He wasn't really curious about what the High Priest could reveal, what he was afraid of was that these things fell into the hands of people who shouldn't see them—although he shouldn't see them himself.In fact, he only needs to plug that "loophole" with his own hands. Even if he doesn't read it himself, he can prevent others from seeing it.

If something beneficial cannot fall into one's own hands, it will be a disaster.

Based on what he has known about the civil and military officials of the imperial court for so many days, he does not believe that they have no interest in this divination, especially Jiang Kun.

And Dong Sheng seems to be very happy these days, just when he was about to fall asleep, someone came to deliver a pillow——Jiang Huailan is back.

This girl had some friendship with Dong Sheng in the early years, and she is Jiang Huaibi's biological sister.The relationship between the two sisters has always been good. Jiang Huaibi inherited the position of sacrificial priest, and Jiang Huailan went to study medicine wholeheartedly. He said before that he was going to Guangdong, Guangxi and Yunnan to learn herbal medicine. Just a few years.

It was not until the disaster in southern Xinjiang that she was willing to leave.

Dong Sheng remembered Jiang Huai Lan's first visit to Donghai when he was young and ignorant. At that time, Dong Sheng saw that the little girl was so fair and cute, so she couldn't help but want to tease her.But what kind of clever tricks can a little kid with no hair grow, he thought about it all night, and finally came up with a peerless idea - he ran to tease people's skirts.

As a result, Zeng Fenglei beat him with a broom stick until he couldn't get off the ground for three days.

Thinking about it now, it's almost dumbfounding.

Dong Sheng changed into plain clothes, let the sedan chair go out from the side door of the palace, and walked along the alley beside the main street to Wangxiang Tower.

"Have the guests come?" Dong Sheng got off the sedan chair with his clothes in his hands, and asked the old man watching the shop.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the guests haven't come there yet." The old man bowed and led Dong Sheng into the room.

Dong Sheng smiled, glanced at the sun, and teased: "Okay, I'm getting too arrogant, I have to wait alone."

Dong Sheng followed the old man up to the second floor, and asked for a private room facing east. When he reached the door, Dong Sheng felt that something was wrong, but he didn't make a sound, and just asked the old man to open the door.

When the old man opened the door and saw it, he let out a cry of fright and took several steps back.Dong Sheng looked at the woman in the green shirt sitting in the room, couldn't help but smile, and joked: "You came out of a crack in the ground?"

The woman in blue looked at him sideways, and pointed to the wide open window beside her.

Only then did the old man come to his senses, and he was horrified, knowing that no matter what happened, he was negligent in his duty: "Please... Your Highness, forgive me."

Dong Sheng glanced at him, twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "You go down first, and clean up the restaurant."

Hearing that he emphasized the last four words intentionally or unintentionally, the old man nodded tacitly, bowed his back and backed away—this meant to let him go and see if there were any hidden dangers.

Seeing that the old man was gone, Dong Sheng tidied up and walked into the house by himself: "I said, why don't you go through the main entrance?"

Jiang Huailan looked up and looked behind him, and asked lightly, "Where's Zhou Zirong?"

"Something went wrong in Panyang, he is investigating," Dong Sheng took out a bag of tea leaves from the small carved cabinet next to the low table with ease, and put some in the pot with a small wooden clip, "When did you came back?"

Jiang Huailan said: "I've heard about you."

Dong Sheng paused for a moment, then calmly lifted the silver jug ​​filled with water to the small stove: "Well, then you came back early enough, why didn't you contact us?"

Jiang Huailan laughed: "How to contact?"

Dong Sheng thought about it, yes, the court was too chaotic before, the news could come out but could not get in, Jiang Huai Lan didn't like these messy things, and now he hid as far away as possible, anyway, the one in the temple Put the fire on, no matter how hard it is, it won't catch the Jiang clan.

Dong Sheng couldn't help but smiled wryly. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Jiang Huai Lan: "Stop beating around the bush, just tell me, what do you want from me?"

She was born very handsome, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, with raised eye tails, extremely bright eyes, and a high nose bridge, with a sense of arrogance for no reason, showing a bit of sharpness.

Dong Sheng thought to himself, after so many years, how could this person still have such straight brows and speak so bluntly.It seems that the mountains and rivers in southern Xinjiang are really nourishing people, and they can make such an arrogant person not wear off at all.

Dong Sheng: "You know, the summer festival will be in a few days."

Jiang Huailan nodded: "What do you want to say?"

Dong Sheng was blocked by her bluntness for a while, and he was at a loss for words. In the end, he was still helpless, and broke his can and said: "When the Jiang family handed over the sealed letter, I think it was your hand."

Jiang Huailan paused, and said bluntly: "This matter is useless."

"why?"

Jiang Huailan said honestly: "I've been in prison for many years, they won't let me do this kind of thing."

Dong Sheng thought about it, and thought it was true.Jiang Huailan has been nesting in southern Xinjiang for so many years, and she didn't want to know that most of the elders of the Jiang clan were so angry that they were half dead. How could she still entrust such an important matter to her?

Although Jiang Huailan didn't understand the court affairs, she was not stupid, and immediately asked, "What are you worried about?"

The water in the silver pot next to it boiled. Dong Sheng lifted the silver pot through the rag, and poured the boiling water evenly into the pot filled with tea leaves.

After he finished pouring, he said quietly: "I won't do this, I'm afraid someone will do it."

After hearing this, Jiang Huailan was silent for a while, she knew what kind of person Dong Sheng was, and understood what he meant.In the past, the secret divination letters also fell into the hands of others, which caused quite a disturbance at that time, and anyone who was found out later would be executed.

She was silent for a while, and finally said to him as if she had made up her mind: "But actually... it's not impossible to mediate from it."

Dong Sheng put down the silver pot, raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

"I can keep an eye on it for you." Jiang Huailan paused, then turned to say, "But I won't tell you what I saw."

Dong Sheng smiled, and said to himself: "Forget it."

He closed the lid of the teapot for a little bit, and poured Jiang Huailan a cup while taking advantage of the tea: "Thank you."

Jiang Huailan looked at the tea soup gradually rising in his cup, and suddenly asked for no reason: "Are they taking the throne?"

Dong Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, thinking that this girl is not stupid.

But he didn't say anything after all, he filled a glass for himself, took a sip, and said with a wry smile: "You don't have to worry about this matter."

The water in the imperial court was so muddy, it was so muddy that it could instantly dye the purest white things to black.

Every day like this, the capital will become more and more dark and turbulent, while the East China Sea is relatively calm.There are people in this world who are responsible for intrigue, and of course there are people who are responsible for heartlessness, and the one who bears the brunt is Jianghuai Kong.

After this person returned to the East China Sea, he didn't know if he was blessed to his heart, and he came up with several bad ideas in a row, and spent every day drawing blueprints in the Beizhao Prince's Mansion, eating and drinking along the way.After coming and going, he almost became Zhou Zirong's mother's half godson.

Moreover, this person has no discernment, and no matter how tense the capital is, he still plays a big show every three days with a small discount and five days. He stuffed it back into his belly.

Fortunately, Dong Sheng gradually gained some contacts in the court, and the empress gradually calmed down.Coupled with the fact that Dong Sheng had been sneering at his face for several days, he finally took the matter of appropriation abruptly.

As soon as the money was in hand, Jiang Huaikong immediately started working again. About a day or two before the summer festival, his last blueprint was sent to Zhou Zirong.

This kid has just finished the first batch of prototypes, and he is full of ambitions. There is also a letter in the blueprints that he sent, and there are a few words written in the letter: "Eat the king's salary, be loyal to the king, do everything you can!" Yes, but dare not invite credit.”

Zhou Zirong was overjoyed when he saw it, and he said in his heart that if you can do it, you still "dare not take credit"?Why don't you try to be more nice?

Dong Sheng took it over and took a look, and praised sincerely: "You are a good little follower."

Zhou Zirong smiled, looked at the thick stack of blueprints, and thought to himself that this kid is really not easy to blame.

From the new type of spiritual weapons to the improvement of naval ships, and then to the improvement of the Great Wall defense system, if the assembly on these blueprints can be realized, then the Huaxu Donghai Navy will be invincible from now on.

Dong Sheng patted Zhou Zirong's shoulder, clicked his tongue, and said brazenly, "Don't worry, even if Gu sells iron, he still has to offer up this little ancestor."

Zhou Zirong smiled, teasingly said: "Thanks to His Highness for your praise."

Jiang Huailan quietly returned to the imperial city, but did not go to see Jiang Huaibi because of the ban in the sacrificial hall.She entered the palace and reported to the queen that she was safe, and then she was allowed to return to the Jiang family compound to live.

She made a rough calculation, and it was only a few days before the confidential letter was submitted, probably the day after tomorrow.

[The author has something to say: I was too sleepy when I wrote the last chapter, and the last paragraph of the plot was deleted because it was illogical. I am very sorry for the inconvenience caused to everyone. 】