As Ning Shu monotonously copied, she wondered which of these people were suspicious. At the same time, she was doing three things at the same time. She stopped writing and rested her chin on her hand, thinking of ways to slack off. There were more than five thousand lines here. If she "accidentally" missed a thousand or so, it was reasonable. No matter how careful Xiahou Qing was, he shouldn't be able to detect it.
Her heart itched with eagerness.
But Xiahou Qing hadn't heard her mutter for a long time. It was as if he had ears in his heart and could easily hear her thoughts. Thus, he raised his hand to stop Jiusi. He calmly said in Ning Shu's direction, "If you miss a word, double the penalty. If you miss two words, triple the penalty. Do as you see fit."
With her little scheme exposed, Ning Shu immediately let out a miserable cry and lay down on the table.
Xiahou Qing's lips faintly curved. He said to Jiusi, "Continue."
It was only the beginning of summer, but the sound of cicadas could already be heard. Today, it was particularly hot outside. Even sitting indoors, she couldn't help but feel a bit bored. Ning Shu silently copied for more than an hour. Her palms were already sweaty. She used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her palms. Sighing softly, she raised her head to look at Xiahou Qing.
He still maintained his sitting posture, his hand gently kneading the bones of his palm as he listened to Jiusi continue to read. Just like that, he didn't say a word. Sitting there, he was like a painting with the ability to calm one's heart.
She watched for a while. After hearing Xiahou Qing praise Princess Changping as "simple, straightforward, and without any subtlety," the irritation that had involuntarily risen in her heart finally dissipated. She lowered her head and continued to copy.
Jiusi said, "Wen Hui Niang, forty-nine years old. Responsible for cleaning the kitchen. Family lives in Wu Mei Fang, ancestral home in the capital. Originally opened an oil shop. After her husband died early, the shop was sold. Has two sons. The eldest, Qian Bingzhong, fell into the water when he was young. The second, Qian Bingyi, twenty-five years old. Nine years ago, he joined the Xichuan army as a soldier. Seven years ago, he was released to the family and is now an apprentice at the medicine hall in the western part of the city.
Sun Er, Nian … "
Jiu Si was about to continue reading when Xiahou Qing's eyebrows twitched. He suddenly said, "Stop."
Ning Shu stopped writing and looked up in surprise. "Is there something wrong with this person?"
Xiahou Qing said, "Say it again."
Jiusi listened to his orders. Ning Shu listened carefully again, but still didn't understand. She said, "It sounds like there's no problem with a clean family background. Moreover, whether it's a business or a worker, it has nothing to do with Old Princess Yu. Could it be her second son, Qian Bingyi? However, Old Prince Yu was in charge of the Jiangnan army along the coast. He had no intersection with the Xichuan army guarding the desert in the northwest, one in the south and one in the north. How could it be her? "
Xiahou Qing said slowly, "It's true that the Xichuan army has guarded the desert in the northwest for many years. At first glance, there's no connection. However, in the seventeenth year of Tianze, His Majesty suddenly had a whim and listened to the assistant minister of the Ministry of War's suggestion. He ordered the Xichuan army and the Jiangnan army to swap places. He wanted them to learn from each other's advantages in using troops to make up for their weaknesses. As a result, thirty thousand soldiers of the Xichuan army were temporarily placed under Old Prince Yu's command. However, Jiangnan has a lot of water, and the soldiers are mostly used to fighting on the water, which is mainly flexible. On the other hand, Xichuan is a vast desert, and the soldiers are used to fighting bravely. Tangerine was born in Huainan, but it didn't have any effect. Instead, it wasted the army's resources. As a result, this plan was hastily stopped after half a year. The book from that year is in the sixth row and fourth column from the right of the Unknown Hall. Go and see for yourself. "
Ning Shu put down her brush and immediately ran to the Unknown Hall to retrieve the book. She read it carefully without missing a single word. She found that what he said was indeed correct. Her feelings of admiration spontaneously rose. "Your Highness was able to find clues from such vague words. Furthermore, you were able to remember old matters from many years ago. Ning Shu sincerely admires you."
Xiahou Qing chuckled and said coldly, "Flattery won't make you write one less word. Put away your little thoughts. Go and bring this Wen Hui Niang to me."
Her wishful thinking had failed once again. Ning Shu's face was covered in tears. She sighed and said, "Yes." She turned and left.
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