Because of being drunk, Shen Tianshu had to stay overnight at Prince Rui's Mansion.
Li Zian took her back and settled her down. While sending someone to the Shen family to deliver the letter, he also asked Fang Fu to stay outside in case she needed anything.
After drinking a bowl of hangover soup, he went straight to the front yard study.
Unexpectedly, it was already this hour and the light was still on in the study.
Li Zian pushed the door open and entered the room, and saw Fan Yuru sitting under the lamp, looking at something.
"The prince is back." Fan Yuru did not expect that Li Zian would come to the study again so late. He put down the book in his hand, stood up and greeted him. After smelling the alcohol on his body, she couldn't help but said, "The prince is here." Did you drink up all my jar of yellow orange wine?"
"Why, you can't bear to part with it now? It's too late, you've already drank all the wine." Li Zian said and went straight to the desk.
Hearing this, Fan Yuru said with some regret: "I bought that jar of yellow orange wine with a lot of effort. My father asked me for it before, but I was not willing to give it to him. Unexpectedly, I didn't even get a sip of it." .
"Oh, if I had known better, I would have been better off honoring my father. At least I could have had two drinks to try."
Li Zian had no intention of chatting with him. He spread out the paper anxiously, grabbed a pen at random, dipped some water in the pen washer, then rubbed it on the ink stick a few times, and then quickly wiped out the ten things in his mind. Write down a few words.
Normally, let alone a dozen words, dozens, or hundreds of unrelated words, he would be able to remember every word exactly after hearing it over and over again.
But after all, I drank wine today, and the stamina of this yellow orange wine has become more and more apparent.
He didn't dare to delay any longer, for fear that he would forget everything when he woke up.
"Why is the prince writing in such a hurry?" Fan Yuru stepped forward curiously, and immediately reacted after seeing the last few words, "This is... the secret text hidden in the medical records of Divine Doctor Jiang? The prince has found other medical records. ?”
Li Zian had nothing to hide from Fan Yuru. Hearing this, he nodded and said: "It's a secret text in the medical record, but I didn't find it. It was Miss Shen who said it after drinking.
"Judging from the meaning in her words, these words should be clues to the Jiang family murder case.
“When I watched it for the first time, I always felt something inexplicably familiar.
"If you look carefully, you might be able to remind me of something."
Although these words made Li Zian feel familiar, they seemed very far away, making him suspect that he might have seen something accidentally when he was a child.
During his childhood, he and Fan Yuru were almost inseparable.
The two grew up together. They studied with Fan Bingrong in the palace together, and then went to the palace to study with the princes and learn to ride and shoot.
Therefore, Fan Yuru should have basically read all the books that Li Zian has read.
Fan Yuru only picked up the paper and glanced at it, then she really couldn't stand the cursive writing that Li Zian had drawn out randomly.
Moreover, Li Zian didn't polish it properly at all just now. He just rubbed it randomly on the ink stick a few times, resulting in extremely shallow strokes in many places.
While it's not dry yet, you can vaguely see some traces. I'm afraid you won't be able to see clearly what's written when it dries later.
Fan Yuru simply grinded the ink and licked the pen again, took out a piece of paper, copied a dozen words onto it, and then took the rewritten copy.
Li Zian sat back on the chair and looked at Fan Yuru's actions. He couldn't help but snorted from his nose: "Trouble!"
Fan Yuru looked at the words on the paper and retorted not to be outdone: "If my father sees the prince writing like this, I'm afraid he will have to watch you draw red and practice calligraphy again!"
Li Zian instantly remembered the hard work of practicing calligraphy as a child and the ruler in Fan Bingrong's hand. He waved his hand with lingering fear and said: "Hurry up and take a look!"
But Fan Yuru studied the words on the paper for a long time, silently changing hundreds of arrangements in his mind, but finally shook his head and said: "I really can't see what this is, and I can't find anything familiar."
After that, he tried to guess again: "Is it possible that these words are just the first cipher text, and if you want to reveal the final answer, you need to use another deciphering method?"
"Will it be so complicated?" Li Zian couldn't find a clue, so he simply changed his mind and began to analyze Jiang Sui's purpose here, "Actually, if you think about it, hiding secret texts in medical records is very complicated.
Weird, isn't it?
"If these clues are really left by Dr. Jiang, it proves that he should have had some premonitions long before the accident happened. Otherwise, who would be able to handle these things smoothly?
"But since you already have a bad feeling, why not just report it to the official?
"With Mr. Jiang's identity and the prestige and status of the Jiang family in Xinglin, even if there is just unfounded suspicion, the government will never sit idly by and ignore it.
"Even if there is any reason why you should never report to the government, you can still find a way to send a few of the younger members of the family out to hide, as long as you can keep a trace of incense, it is good!"
Fan Yuru couldn't figure it out, and frowned: "The Jiang family's massacre was abnormal in every way. It's just that the prince was injured at the time and the palace was too busy to take care of itself, so it didn't have the energy to pay attention to these things."
Li Zian felt that the alcohol was starting to get to his head, and he didn't want to use his brain anymore, so he directly ordered: "No matter what, let's arrange for someone to investigate first!"
Fan Yuru didn't think much of this waste of manpower, which was like looking for a needle in a haystack. She frowned and said, "It's been so long. It's really difficult to find clues again."
"I promised her!" Li Zian murmured.
Although the words were spoken while drunk, judging from Shen Tianshu's last drunken situation, she might not remember anything after she wakes up.
But for Li Zian, he must keep his promise.
"I'm sorry, Prince, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly." Fan Yuru cast a doubtful look.
However, Li Zian shook his head and did not repeat himself. He raised his hand and pressed his forehead and said directly: "Pick a few careful people to investigate, let them move more concealed, and be careful not to alert others.
"By the way, didn't you ask people to pay attention to the medical records sent out by Dr. Jiang? It's been so long and you haven't received any news?
"Tell them to be more careful. It doesn't matter if they can't find anything else. It's better to find out the clues they can grab first."
"Yes!" Seeing that Li Zi'an had made up his mind, Fan Yuru did not continue to object and accepted the order.
After Li Zian was left alone in the study, he sat at the table and began to be in a daze.
Although Shen Tianshu did appear very sad when he accompanied Shen Tianshu to the Jiang family's old house to pay homage.
But since she came back from Yingtian Mansion, she rarely mentioned the Jiang family's affairs.
Therefore, Li Zian had always thought that Shen Tianshu might just be more affectionate towards Princess Gaoyang, who was his master, and had little interaction with the rest of the Jiang family, so naturally he would not have a deep emotional bond.
But today he saw that when the Jiang family was mentioned, Shen Tianshu's grief came out from her bones. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was deeply rooted in her soul.
Maybe this is why she never talks about it.
It turns out it’s not that it doesn’t hurt, it’s that it hurts too much!
Heart-crushing pain!
That’s why I never dared to mention it, let alone think about it...