After listening to what Han Qi said, Han Jiang knew that perhaps it was the real thing that remained in history.
Of course, Han Jiang also knew that his so-called suicide note was completely nonsense, so Han Jiang looked at Han Qi: "Isn't this true?"
Han Qi smiled dryly: "Uncle, you are talking about suicide note."
Han Qi's meaning is very obvious. If you say Wu Mu's suicide note, it is what Yue Wu Mu wrote about, but his son went everywhere to find his father's things and sorted out. This is completely different.
Moreover, when Yue Wumu died, Yue Lin was only ten years old.
Now, Yue Lin is dead again, and his son Yue Ke is also ten years old.
Han Jiang had a smile on her face: "What do you mean?"
Han Qi suddenly sighed slightly:
"Uncle, you lied to Zhao'er. He has something to do but it is not a bad thing now. It is better to do something than to spend all day. But you shouldn't fool Yingyue. You know how happy I am when she called me an adoptive father for the first time just now."
This surprised Han Jiang, but it was understandable if you think about it.
Han Jiang approached Han Qi a little, and his tone became more solemn:
"It may not be a fraud. Let's talk about Wu Mu's suicide note first."
"Okay." Although Han Qi was still very suspicious in his heart, he was willing to listen to what Han Jiang said about this.
Han Jiang said:
"I only said that there may be. Not necessarily. You secretly sent reliable people in our mansion to Huangmei Dahe Town. Let's say that first, not necessarily. Regardless of our seniority, we only talk about age this time. I am younger than Zhao Er, so I can't lie to him. A long time ago, I heard a saying that when Yue Wumu died, the two brothers of the Yue family escaped and lived in seclusion in Huangmei Dahe Town."
When talking about this, Han Qi thought about it very seriously, then shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, but I think about it, what my uncle said should be Yue Ai, and the Queen of the Supreme Emperor gave it to Yue Ting. He came to Lin'an Prefecture to be granted the title, and he had never heard of Huangmei Dahe Town."
Han Jiang's tone was very serious:
"It's certainly true, but it's not a magical book. As far as I know, it's just written martial arts and poetry. We use military teachings. I haven't heard of military tactics, but it may not be possible. Brother Qi, listen to me, and find this thing, even if it's a ball of waste paper, it's valuable."
Han Qi was confused and thought about it for a while and asked back: "Prove that my uncle didn't coax Brother Zhao'er?"
Han Jiang felt that he had said it very clearly, but Han Qi still didn't understand. "Head, you're sure your head is not a decoration."
Han Qi said, "Uncle, tell me something I can understand."
Han Jiang said in his heart, OK.
Since you want to have something direct and your own family, then come here to be a tough guy.
Han Jiang said: "Your girl may be the queen in the future, right?"
"Yes." Han Qi nodded, and he began to believe it. Han Jiang was not just fooling him, so he must have some intention.
Han Jiang was very serious and continued to say seriously: "At that time, take out a Wu Mu suicide note, open the encore, and reopen the martial arts. Do you think this martial arts can attract some people for our family?"
Han Qi looked like he woke up from a dream: "I understand, my uncle wanted to use Zhao Ge'er's hand to deceive everyone in the world."
Han Jiang was instantly furious: "What is cheating!!! Is this a propaganda method good?"
Han Qi shook it seriously: "Exaggeration, falsehood, and inducement. My uncle said that he read less, but in fact I read less, but I know that these behaviors are deceptions."
Han Jiang covered her face, but he couldn't even refute it.
Han Jiangxin said that Han Qiruo traveled to his previous life, turned on the TV, mobile phone, computer, and saw countless advertisements, in his eyes, all of this was a scam.
How can Han Jiang explain this matter clearly? How can Han Jiang start to seriously consider how he can make Han Qi understand?
Actually, Han Qi understood. Han Qi poured a glass of water to Han Jiang and smiled happily: "Uncle, drink a sip of water. I'll ask, who do you want to cheat Yingyue's hand? Is it going to cheat everyone in the world?"
Han Jiang didn't like this word very much: "Can we not mention this word fraud?"
Han Qique said it very directly: "In another word, it means a lie. We are a family, and it will be the same no matter how you say it."
Speechless.
But Han Jiang had to admit that he really couldn't refute Han Qi's words.
"Okay, I admit it. That's what I mean. I'll give you something amazing. Let's make a cup of tea and I'll tell you slowly. An industry called media. This media's primary product is a newspaper. This newspaper is a very amazing thing. When the time comes, you will give it to your adopted daughter."
Han Qi was very serious: "Uncle, you don't seem to like the word "little". In fact, those who can deceive the world are all great talents."
"Come on, let's not say whether it's okay to cheat."
"Okay, it's amazing that everyone in the world can coax people around. My uncle can coax many people to find them."
Han Jiang has a new understanding of Han Qi's brain circuit.
How did Han Qi's three views form? Han Jiang believes that in his previous life, there must be a doctor of psychology who is interested in studying it very seriously.
At this time, Han Qi said, "Uncle, your head is not ordinary, but sometimes your thoughts are weird, not like a normal person. I heard a rumor that the Qian family said accidentally, and the Qian family thinks that many people are your teachers. I feel that it is very hard to teach a teacher, and many teachers will become confused."
Come on.
Han Jiang understood, in the heart of his thirty-five-year-old nephew.
I belong to that kind of people, and I teach too many teachers. I learned the same thing because I was young, so I learned the same kind of things that were abnormal in my brain circuits.
Han Qi has his own judgment and his own way of doing things.
Han Qi said:
"Uncle, since Wu Mu's suicide note is a piece of waste paper, why do you still have to find it? Let's compile one by myself. Who dares to say it is not? So, is uncle thinking too much? Sometimes uncle is the same. He always makes me unable to understand simple things."
After hearing this, Han Jiang began to doubt himself.
Han Jiangxin said that what Han Qi said seemed to make sense. Since he only needs one name, what else can he look for?
Anyone can be done.
"No, I want to think about it again tonight. I will say one thing, I will not harm Miss Yingyue."
Han Qi, who had just sat at the tea table, stood up: "Okay, I'm still worried about bringing people into the palace to the whole stage. Uncle, let me say something more. Uncle's hair has become much thinner in the past two years. A few days ago, I found Ying instructed someone to buy Polygonum multiflorum. I think you must have lost your hair recently."
After saying that, Han Qi left on his own.
Han Jiang sat at the tea table, reached out to touch his scalp, and then grabbed it.
Chapter completed!