Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps outside, and then there was a knock on the door of the room.

People outside said anxiously: "Master, there is urgent news."

"Come in." Old man Zhan said, and soon a man in disguise came in.

The well-dressed man knelt down and saluted, "Master, all the spies we left behind were killed. We just received an anonymous letter and a signal bomb outside."

"Where is the letter?"

"..." The man handed over the letter and then withdrew.

Old man Zhan glanced at the letter. The letter was very simple: The dozen people who are sick are safe and don't need to worry about them. Be careful of sneak attacks on the road. If there is danger, send a signal. We will rush there as soon as possible.

No signature.

Old man Zhan was surprised when he saw this letter, "Who wrote this? It was not signed? He told us that the nineteen people were not dead."

He handed the letter to Zhan Beilie to read.

When Zhan Beilie took a look at the words on the letter, he was slightly stunned because they were crooked. However, he recognized the simple line of words at a glance, "Grandpa, is this written by Miss Qu?"

"Miss Qu? She..." Old Man Zhan was confused.

"It's her, I'm sure it was written by her. I've only seen her write the word 'hui' this way." Zhan Beilie affirmed. It doesn't matter that Qu Tan'er lived in his courtyard.

For a short period of time, it was normal to see her writing occasionally. But her handwriting... was not very pretty. What impressed him most was that she had many typos.

And when he pointed it out, she would scornfully say, "That's right, it's an abbreviation, saying he is lagging behind."

The word "hui" is different in simplified and traditional Chinese.

Although Qu Tan'er knows a lot of traditional Chinese characters, when she is asked to write them sometimes, she is still used to writing in simplified Chinese. She has been unable to completely change her writing habits since she was a child.

See it like this.

Zhan Zhonghong's face turned ugly.

Although the letter did not specify who attacked them, they did not have to guess who was behind the attack. Leaving the capital was very sudden and very fast. Except for the emperor who could make such a quick response in the shortest time, no one could

This is my second home.

"The Situ family is like this, so don't blame us for being cruel!" Zhan Zhonghong suddenly said with hatred.

"Grandpa wants to——"

"Aren't they afraid that the conspiracy will be leaked? Then leak it as soon as possible, so that... they won't be able to take care of us. This is the only way for the Zhan family to survive."

Zhan Zhonghong didn't want to use this method.

If the emperor was not too impatient, he would definitely not say it. His long-term loyalty to the emperor still existed. It was just for the family. This time, he chose the family. After all, it was the emperor who broke his heart first.

Even so, he still never thought of doing anything to overthrow the Situ Dynasty.

During the exhibition, Hong Hong's bright eyes opened and he said, "Lie'er, I'll take care of you with pen and ink. If Grandpa wants to write a letter, he can write as much as he can."

"Yes!" Zhan Beilie was shocked! He already understood what Grandpa wanted to do. He had actually thought of this method, but old man Zhan never agreed.

This night.

The same letters were circulated from this small inn in various ways. Some of those who delivered the letters were intercepted and killed in various ways on the way, and some suddenly appeared before they even left the inn a hundred meters away.

The men in black were killed. And the messenger pigeons that flew out from the Zhan family were also secretly shot down.

There was tension in the inn.
Chapter completed!