It should be this bastard who wanted to advance to the Falcon Camp, but couldn't find the opportunity and asked her for help. This will have to wait for the news of Qingque Detective tomorrow before we can make plans.

Third, the matter of Sister Lang.

The other children were all fine, so Sister Lang asked her to worry about it secretly. When turned around, had to find time to talk to Wei Xian, and then talk to Sister Lang.

Three things, each recent.

At first glance, it looks tricky, but when you think about it, it's actually very boring. If you don't do it well, you won't die. It's still boring.

Holding the stove, Lu Jinxi stared at the ledger with a dull look.

She simply pulled a page and made a plan—

As if she was the one who "borrowed" a sum of money from Lu's first, and used it as the original capital, what would she do if she turned her back, then she would not change her dowry, and she would add two cents of the money to her, and she would also be a cheap mother to her. The children are left behind.

Different from Lu's neat and elegant hairpin, her calligraphy is a piece of "cursive" between running script and cursive script.

It is easier to draw and draw than running script, and easier to identify than cursive script.

When write it, have a sense of flowing water, because there is no pause, and it seems that the thinking is quick and clear, and it is decisive.

Lu Jinxi had already thought about the issue of different handwriting.

She had imitated Lu's handwriting some time ago, but the best way to disguise is not to continue writing hairpins in small letters, but to pretend that she has learned a new typeface, and the flaws will be much smaller.

So in the past few days, she has asked Egret Qingque to buy a few new copybooks, and she can't bear any doubts.

When wrote it right now, it took a while to write a small chapter.

The light next to it was still bright, and the darkness outside the window was gradually dispelled by the sky light.

Lu Jinxi was almost thinking about it. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the already bright sky. He remembered many nights that passed by a long time ago, and felt familiar and comfortable for a while.

She put away the rice paper on the table and pressed it into the box. She got up, stretched slightly, and walked out of the study.

Egret and Qingque were coming from there, about to invite her, but they bumped into each other.

"It's true that you stayed up in the middle of the night. I'm about to come and invite you to wash up."

"Exactly, I'm going to go back and wash my face, sober up."

Lu Jinxi handed the already cold hand stove to Bailu before entering the east room.

Washing water, towels and other things are already prepared.

After Lu Jinxi finished washing up, he ordered some light porridge to drink.

After eating and drinking tea, Qingque, who had just gone out, came back with a dignified expression on his face.

At this time, the egret was arranging outside.

Lu Jinxi asked, "What's wrong?"

"You ordered a few maids last night, and the maids have already drawn up the list early in the morning. Another one, I also inquired about the infantry falcon camp."

Qingque took everything she ordered to her heart, and told her one by one.

"Dragon character battalion and tiger character battalion are the old divisions of our generals."

"However, the Falcon Camp is also an elite team under Admiral Liu. In the past six years, the blood has been changed every two years, and the selection requirements have always been extremely high."

"One must be clean and not commit a crime; the other must be strong, aged between eighteen and twenty-four."

"But because this is one of the five battalions of the infantry, it has always had a high status and good pay, and many of them have made their way to the sky. Therefore, even if the life is hard, some people sharpen their heads and drill into them."

"This year is the month of recruiting, and Admiral Liu is still in charge."

"When the slaves asked people to inquire, they said that the recording was almost full. It's just..."

When Lu Jinxi heard this, she felt that she was expecting it.

If it wasn't for such a place where you can only get in with a sharpened head, why would Yin Liu'er beg to come to Lu's side? didn't expect that this Yin Liu'er had a very ruthless eye.

Isn't Liu Jin the one who thinks of the General's Mansion the most?

She still remembers the ginseng she collected when she was sick.

So Lu Jinxi pondered that the difficulty in doing this should actually be quite low.

It's just that when she heard the "just", she knew that things might change, so she looked at Qingque and said, "But it doesn't matter."

"When the servants were inquiring just now, I heard that Admiral Liu seemed to be in some trouble. Wasn't there such a commotion on Changshun Street yesterday?"

"Today, the emperor called a big qi, and before it was dawn, it started up."

"The ministers have all come back at this moment, and it is said that if they go back, they may take the position of Master Liu."

Having said that, Qing Que's voice lowered.

Lu Jinxi raised her eyebrows and was a little surprised, but when she looked back, this was indeed a normal thing—

Although the matter of that day was temporarily resolved, how could the face of many officials be lost at will?

Looking back, there are always blockbusters who can't think of it.

It's weird that it doesn't make a fuss.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Lu Jinxi, but when she heard it, she became a little happy.

Finally something happened.

Yin Liuer asked to do something, and Baba was waiting; Liu Jin once sent a good root of ginseng, and he was sincere on Changshun Street that day; but now, the courtiers can't tolerate Liu Jin, and Yin Liuer's business is also done. Not anymore.

This series of...

Lu Jinxi couldn't help but laugh, feeling interesting in his heart.

"Egret."

She called out to the outside world.

Egret was cleaning up the things that came back from outside. She took the post and heard the voice. She responded quickly, and then came in: "Madam?"

Only for a while, Lu Jinxi had already made up his mind.

"You will ask Pan Quan'er to run an errand in a while. I have two things for him to do here."

"Go to the princess' mansion for one thing."

"Let's see if my aunt is busy or not. If not, just ask."

"Let's just say that I have someone here to ask Admiral Liu to do some work. I want to enter the Falcon Camp. I can't see it clearly, and I don't know what's going on in the DPRK. Please help the eldest princess and give me some pointers."

The egret listened, nodded, and wrote it down.

Lu Jinxi added: "The second thing is to go to the Huisheng Hall."

"The eldest son's legs and feet, these years, he didn't seek medical advice very much. He will always marry a wife in the future. He was born in the general's mansion, and he may even seek an official."

"If you have disabilities in your legs and feet, it's all restrictions."

"You just ask Pan Quan'er to go to Huishengtang to ask if Guishou Zhang can come and when."

In the past dynasties, whether you are an emperor or an official, most of them depend on your manners.

If you have a disability, when the prince is not in line with the throne, the students in the imperial examination field are not in line with the champion.

Xue Tingzhi should not be a knife and gun.

She has seen those things in his books. After all, he is powerful, with a sharp edge in his heart, and it is not simple. don't know if want to become an official in the future. This disability is a big shortcoming.

Lu Jinxi had his own considerations in mind.

It's true to be wary of people's hearts and not credulous, but in the end it's not a snake or a scorpion.

One is that she wants to look back and see whether Xue Tingzhi told the truth last night; the other is that she really wants to show him whether there is any hope of being cured.

The best result, of course, is that Xue Tingzhi is fine, and there is hope for his legs and feet to be cured.

As for the worst...

Lu Jinxi smiled, shook his head, and remembered the young scribe who left with Princess Yongning last night, he couldn't help but change his words: "Forget it. You ask Pan Quan'er to go to Huisheng Hall first, ask Guishouzhang, and then go to Princess Yongning at noon. It's not too late."