Ling Yutong was puzzled, she thought it was a paradox.
She never believed that the Qi family would rebel. The Qi family's loyalty to the dynasty was watered with the blood of generations, and they were iron-clad and courageous!
She approached Qi Yan, wanting to take the letter and take a look. During the days when she lived in the Qi family, she also went to the study room and saw General Qi's calligraphy.
Qi Yan relaxed his grip when she got closer, so she easily pulled out the letter.
The Holy Master on the high platform narrowed his eyes: "Oh? Are you sure the handwriting is genuine? Such content..."
Qi Yan raised his eyes and said firmly: "Just because the handwriting is true, it doesn't mean the content is true."
This sentence was like a bell that struck Ling Yutong's heart. She suddenly clarified the direction. She didn't bother to read the content, and directly looked at the fit of the writing and the paper. General Qi loved to use the Hu pen with deep ink, but she checked the back
, there is not too much ink penetration, which is wrong.
She paused and took a look at her nails. She had been uneasy recently and her nails were a little too long. But they were put to good use at this time.
She raised her eyes and said to the Holy Lord: "Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I want to confirm something."
The Holy Spirit heard the words and generously agreed.
Ling Yutong paused and slowly rubbed the words on the letter with her nails. After a while, the ink blurred, but it was different from what she expected.
She bit her lower lip, glanced at Qi Yan, thought for a moment and then looked at the Holy Master: "Is there a silver needle or scissors?"
The saint looked at Xifu, who hurriedly replied: "You have to go to the Taiyuan Hospital to get the silver needles. As for the scissors, there is a pair in the outer hall. If Miss Ling needs it, I will go and get it."
"Thank you." Ling Yutong nodded, took the scissors from Eunuch Xifu, and stretched out his fingers neatly...
Qi Yan glanced at it from the corner of his eyes and immediately took action and held her wrist.
The force was so strong that the heat in his palms could be felt through her clothes.
What followed was his slightly deeper voice.
"what you do?"
Ling Yutong was startled by his sharp movements, and Qi Yan's eyes... seemed like she was about to do something dangerous.
She shook the hand holding the scissors slightly and looked up at him: "Cut your nails into the shape I want."
After a pause, she added: "It's not dangerous."
Qi Yan frowned and silently let go of his hand.
Without the clamp, Ling Yutong neatly cut the nail of her thumb into a sharp point. As soon as the scissors were released, she carefully scratched the handwriting on the letter.
Especially the edges of the handwriting, she shaved very carefully.
Qi Yan watched her movements, and a few thoughts passed through his mind. Could it be that she was suspicious...
At the same time, Ling Yutong perked up. She saw that the sharp points of her nails were stained with ink-stained words!
This discovery made her quickly raise her eyes: "Your Majesty, look at this."
The Holy Master raised his eyebrows, and went directly to Ling Yutong's side without waiting for Eunuch Xifu to present it.
The clear ink blocks were stuck to Ling Yutong's fingertips. She raised it to show them and said firmly: "There is something wrong with this letter."
"Qi Yan, when the general uses the Hu pen, is he accustomed to dipping more ink into it, and the tip of the pen is sharp enough to penetrate the back of the paper?"
Qi Yan nodded without hesitation.
Ling Yutong raised the letter and said, "Your Majesty, please see that there is no ink on the back of this letter, which does not conform to the general's writing habits. And the fingernails of my daughter are part of the general's handwriting."
"But look at this letter paper. The writing has fallen off, but the paper is not damaged at all. How is this possible?"
Qi Yan raised his hand and touched the missing part of the writing. After another piece was missing, the other parts of the writing seemed to be slightly raised.
He tried to tear it off, but it was difficult because he had no nails.
Ling Yutong noticed it and helped him immediately.
A complete word was stuck to the tip of her fingernail, which made the missing paper more obvious.
There wasn't any damage on it.
Ling Yutong said to the Holy Lord: "Your Majesty, this is enough to prove that although this letter is in the general's handwriting, every word on it was cut out by someone from somewhere else, and then glued bit by bit into what it looks like today."
"Using this as key evidence of the Qi family's rebellion is not enough to convince the public!"
The Holy Master frowned and turned his head to tell Xifu: "Go to the Imperial Hospital and get the silver needle. I want to see this letter restored to its original state with my own eyes!"
Xifu immediately answered yes and ran out quickly.
Ling Yutong and Qi Yan looked at each other. She put the words on the tip of her fingernails on a piece of pure white paper and waited silently for the result.
Xifu came back with the silver needle. He was panting and didn't dare to stop for a moment, so he started to attack the letter.
This was a delicate job, but no one was impatient and the atmosphere was extremely quiet.
As the words on the letter fell off one by one, the air pressure around the Holy Lord became lower and lower.
Qi Yan also clenched his fists in silence.
Father Xi Luck wiped the cold sweat from his head and stopped.
"Replying to Your Majesty, the last word on this letter was damaged when I peeled it off."
The meaning behind these words was immediately understood by everyone present. The Holy Master calmly asked Qi Yan to read this single word.
Qi Yan carefully identified it and said in a deep voice: "This handwriting is imitated by my father's. Because there were so many handwritings, this word was mixed in, so I couldn't see it at a glance."
The air pressure on the Lord is even lower.
"Great! It takes so much trouble to make such a patchwork letter!"
"Happy luck, I'll rearrange the words I picked out from the letter and take all the books Qi Songjin uses and compare them one by one to see where the words are missing!"
"Yes." Xifu quickly did it.
The Holy Spirit was furious in his heart. He glanced at Qi Yan and Ling Yutong and said, "The letter is just one of the key pieces of evidence. It will definitely take a long time to find the source of these extracted words."
"Think about it carefully, who has the ability to get the books and books that Qi Songjin is using at will?"
Qi Yan's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and replied: "My father is not too strict about books and books when he is marching, and most of the books my father reads are about strategy and military affairs. I occasionally discuss these contents with a few lieutenants...
"
The Holy Master frowned: "Can't you focus on a specific target?"
Qi Yan lowered his eyes: "I can't."
The Holy One took a deep breath: "In that case, I will leave these to the people below to check. You can go back to your respective palaces to rest first. When the results of the writing here come out, I will send someone to call you."
In response to this, Ling Yutong paused and whispered: "Your Majesty, maybe the paper is also a search direction."
"My lady observed that the paper used by the general and the letter paper have the same texture and color, so I think they are from the same batch."
"This kind of paper is not circulated among the people. It is mostly used by marchers. There are specialized suppliers. The texture and color of each batch of paper are slightly different. Maybe if you check it, you can get more clues."
When the Holy Master heard this, he thought about it and nodded.
He looked at Ling Yutong and narrowed his eyes: "You girl, you are very careful."