Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 654 Zhang Jiang decrypts
"Going south, you have a good idea."

He Yuzhu said to Zhang Jiang.

Zhang Jiangxi said: "I knew Brother He was different from other people, and he definitely wouldn't persuade me to think twice, as if I would be struck by thunder when I go far away!"

He Yuzhu nodded: "That's why you came to see me? Nothing else?"

"there's one more thing!"

Zhang Jiang said: "Zhu Hong is a good girl, Brother He, you are with her now..."

"Too much." He Yuzhu said lightly.

Zhang Jiang lowered his head in embarrassment, smacked his lips, and raised his head with determination: "Brother He, I know that you are an idiot, it's shameless, and it's impossible to have a result with Zhu Hong."

"But, this girl is really nice."

"If she is confused for a moment, can you let her go..."

Obviously, Zhang Jiang has seen that the relationship between Zhu Hong and He Yuzhu is unusual.

"One more thing, I'll slap you." He Yuzhu replied calmly, "You wander the world, taking pleasure in new adventures, and you still care about our affairs?"

"If you really have such a strong sense of responsibility, wouldn't it be better to go home and see how haggard your father's face is?"

Zhang Jiang's expression seemed to be stabbed by someone, and his whole body twitched.

As he grows older, he can no longer be regarded as a carefree, heartless person.

What He Yuzhu said, he also knew, but he pretended not to know because he was reluctant to let go of his own freedom.

Not talking about Zhu Hong, Zhang Jiang lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not a thing."

While talking, he reached out to the front door to smoke.

He Yuzhu reminded: "I don't like smoking, and I don't like the smell of smoke in the car."

Zhang Jiang took back the cigarette case, a little strange: "Just now your driver——"

"He doesn't smoke either," He Yuzhu said.

"Oh, smart, transparent! Much smarter than me!"

Zhang Jiang sighed.

He Yuzhu stretched out his hand to open the car door and signaled him to get out of the car: "Are you all right? You can go."

"I wish you a prosperous life in the south."

"No, there is one more thing, and this is the most important thing I'm looking for you."

Zhang Jiang took out a cigarette pack and opened the back.

The feeling of decadence and loss in his body was swept away, and he said to He Yuzhu: "Did you not tell the truth to my brother Li before?"

He Yuzhu looked at the paper on the cigarette pack, on which were written four lines of poetry.

"The swallow's wings are still warm,"

"Every seat is empty."

"Who says West Lake is early?"

"Bai Ling moth hate."

The font is a bit crooked, apparently copied by Zhang Jiang hastily.

He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Brother Li you're talking about is Li Aiguo? Did you ask him about this?"

Zhang Jiang hastily closed the car door so that no one else could hear him.

Turning to He Yuzhu, he said, "No, no, absolutely not."

"I knew this matter was so important that I didn't even dare to insinuate it; after I wrote it down, I didn't tell anyone more about it."

He Yuzhu could tell that Zhang Jiang had a sense of loyalty in the world at this time.

Otherwise, he wouldn't subconsciously hide it.

Because he knew He Yuzhu, he felt that something was wrong with He Yuzhu, so he subconsciously concealed it.

For Zhang Jiang, who is wayward and cannot be guessed by common sense, He Yuzhu can't treat Zheng Chaoyang with the kind of thinking that pays attention to interests.

"Okay, you're quite careful." He Yuzhu said, "Tell me what's going on, and what can you see from it."

Zhang Jiang said with a smile: "Brother He, you are testing me."

"The Swallow Wing Seat is Tan Jiacai's table. The rule is that the seats are full, but there must be an empty chair."

"So, the first three lines of the poem are about Tan Jiacai's swallow-wing feast."

"The swallow's wings are still warm, so it's the swallow's wing mat; if it's full and empty, it's still the swallow's wing mat; whoever says that the West Lake is early, and the words "xi" and "zao" are added next to the word, is still the word "Tan" for Tan Jiacai..."

"It's really not easy for someone else to guess. Thanks to you, I ate the swallow's wing banquet once, and I have a deep memory of it. I haven't forgotten it until now. I remembered it after careful consideration."

After Zhang Jiang finished speaking, he looked at He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu nodded: "What you said makes sense, is there anything else?"

"Also, Brother He, you are a cook, and you know Tan's cuisine, and you have even learned Tan's cuisine." Zhang Jiang said, "You should be able to see the things I can think of at a glance."

"I think you have indeed seen it, but, out of your own considerations, you didn't tell me Brother Li."

"This matter is classified as a code. I don't know if the criminal investigation unit made a fuss about it. I always feel that it's probably a misunderstanding."

"Brother He, you shouldn't involve any secret codes in the matter of a cook like you."

Seeing that he had thought about it, He Yuzhu didn't hide it anymore: "Zhang Jiang, you are right to think about it. This is a little family matter involving the cook."

"But you also know that the current situation is not very good. Communication with the outside world, no matter what the content is, will cause accidents."

"This letter from outside has been reviewed several times by the criminal investigation unit and other parties before it reaches the mailing place. Do you think there will be fools who use such codes and methods to transmit information?"

"This in itself is a letter destined not to be read by the recipient and will only be used for fishing, so this can't be a secret code, it's just a very tangled letter from home."

Zhang Jiang nodded, a little hesitant: "Brother He, may I know the last sentence, what does Bai Ling moth hate mean?"

"Are you worried that I have a human face and a beast's heart, just like Director Zhao who just fell from the rolling mill?" He Yuzhu asked.

Zhang Jiang smiled awkwardly.

It has to be said that he also has to consider the worst-case scenario - if this matter is irrelevant, he will remind He Yuzhu and talk about it; if it really involves secret letters, He Yuzhu and Tan Jiacai It will cause a lot of losses, and it is impossible for Zhang Jiang to sit idly by.

No matter what he said, he was still well-educated and willing to fight.

"Then I'll tell you the story behind it."

"The person who wrote the letter is the eldest lady of Tan Jiacai, that is, the girl from Mrs. Tan's family in the late Qing Dynasty. She also has an identity, and she is the wife of Lou Bancheng."

"She's at the Redbud now."

"She wrote this letter to say that her daughter, Lou Xiao'e, has passed away. This should be Bai Ling Moth's hatred." He Yuzhu said.

"Did she write it to you?" Zhang Jiang asked.

He Yuzhu shook his head slightly: "Of course not, she doesn't know who she wrote it with, it's actually an obituary."

"Although I know it, I can't tell Li Aiguo; you have to understand that the criminal investigation unit has designated this as a code case. I can see through the code, but it doesn't mean it's a good thing; besides, it's really harmless."

Only then did Zhang Jiang suddenly realize: "Then there are other secret letters, all sent to the same place, and they are all moths in their bosoms, moths... In fact, they are all Mrs. Lou's missing her daughter?"

"I think it should be." He Yuzhu replied, "But I don't know who the recipient is, and I'm not sure."

Zhang Jiang said: "That's not what we should worry about."

"Brother He, I will take my leave now. I don't know when I will see you again."

After speaking, he left the cigarette pack paper to He Yuzhu, opened the car door, and rode away on his bicycle.

(End of this chapter)