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Five hundred and seventieth chapters help Jiang Huan

"Yes." Jiang Huan did not deny it, but responded openly.

"According to Fushun's letter, they met a female ghost with a scattered head when they came back. Do you think I should believe him? Give you an example, just me, choose to believe him. How should I go about it?"

Jiang Huan didn't know how to write it, he just asked him simply.

Of course, the most important thing is to hear his opinion of this old master.

Zi Yu was not stupid, and could hear the temptation in Jiang Huan's mouth. However, he was not afraid of his temptation when he was doing what he was doing. Zi Yu whispered Min's lips and expressed his opinion.

"I had contact with Fushun in the Taifu Mansion before, but I didn't have any contact with him frequently, so I don't have a deep understanding of Fushun. But I personally think that since Fushun surrendered to the young master, I will definitely tell you everything about An Yisheng. Then, this cannot be a lie. There is only one possibility that Fushun is telling the truth. They have really met a ghost."

Zi Yu analyzed it well and spoke coherently. He knew that he was speaking in his heart by the bored words.

After hearing this, Jiang Huan nodded with satisfaction.

"Then what do you think should I do the right thing?"

"Ask me?" Ziyu pointed at himself bitterly, and then said, "I think An Xian is weird. If Fu Shun returns home like this, he will definitely be given a name that is not well protected and talks nonsense unless..."

Zi Yu paused, "He was covered in wounds and pretended to be crazy and stupid to enter the Taifu Mansion, so that he would not cause doubt."

And you can save your life.

Of course, Ziyu was just talking about this in his heart, and did not say it in front of Jiang Huan.

After all, sympathizing with the enemy is a fatal weakness for the secret guard. If someone uses his sympathy to do something to hurt his master, the crime will be great.

"Smart." Jiang Huan chuckled, "Just do what you said."

I still remember that Ziyu was so simple when she was tricked by Mu Ling. She could blush and her heart beat if she teased her a little.

I have been here for nearly half a year now and I have become much more mature.

Jiang Huan wrote the letter as Zi Yu said, tied it to a pigeon, and let it fly.

"I don't know what the reaction of An Xian knowing that his baby nephew was scared to death by a ghost." Jiang Huan's eyebrows were curved, and he could see that he was in a very good mood.

Although I don’t know what An Xian reacts, Ziyu knows clearly what his son’s reaction is!

Look, everyone wrote happiness on their faces. Those who don’t know thought he won a million.

"Ziyu, you go out and change your clothes first, and meet with me later."

Ziyu was thinking about the fact that his son won the "one million" and he didn't even hear Jiang Huan calling him.

In the end, Jiang Huan called him nearly ten times before he heard what he said.

"Ah? OK."

After saying that, he bowed down.

The moment Zi Yu retreated, Su Qi in Jiang Huan's body spoke in vain.

"You want to tell Ling Chen about this?"

"Yes." Jiang Huan frowned and said, "Ling Chen was bullied by An Yi many times when I was a disciple of the Ministry of Revenue. In addition, he was the nephew of An Taifu, so he could not say anything, so he could only swallow this breath. But even though he swallowed the anger, the seeds of doubt had been planted in Ling Chen's heart. I dare to swear, if he knew that An Xian's nephew was dead, he would definitely be very happy."

"It's really happy." Su Qibai moved his soul out of Jiang Huan's body and looked at Jiang Huan thoughtfully. "When I was in your body, I felt that the King of Yue sounded very familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was, and I didn't have the vision you saw. In this way, you take me to his palace and I'll see who he is."

"Okay." Jiang Huan responded.

He thought Su Qibai's breath was very familiar, but he just said it casually, and did not take him to heart. When Ling Chen was pulled into Su Qibai's subsequent incident, it was too late.

When Jiang Huanchu entered the palace, Ling Chen gave him the privilege of going in directly without anyone reporting.

But Jiang Huan knew that this was Yue State, not Qi State. He was a minister of Yue State, not the Regent in front of him, so every time he went to Yingfeng Hall, he would be informed.

The Wind Palace.

Ling Chen heard Jifeng come to report that Jiang Huan asked for a visit, and his eyebrows trembled slightly.

"Didn't he say he could come in directly? Why did he come to inform him? Forget it, Jifeng, invite him in."

Lord Jiang pays attention to respect and etiquette, but you don’t know that if you ask him to come in without reporting, wouldn’t it give those old ministers a chance to hack him?

Hearing Ling Chen say, Jifeng said "Yes." and then stepped back.

Then, Jiang Huan walked in and he saluted Ling Chen.

"I have met the Lord."

"Get up." Ling Chen said, reaching out to help Jiang Huan up, "There is no need to be so polite in private."

"yes."

Three black lines appeared on Jiang Huan's forehead, but he still agreed happily.

Seeing Jiang Huan cooperated so much, Ling Chen had a faint smile on his face.

"Is there anything wrong with you looking for orphans?"

"This..." Jiang Huan looked embarrassed and gave Ling Chen a wink.

Ling Chen glanced at the servant next to him and said, "You all go down first."

"Yes." Everyone was blessed and retreated silently.

Seeing the servant who was serving left, Ling Chen spoke again.

"Jifeng, you and Ziyu are waiting outside, don't let someone come in."

Jifeng and the other two took the order and retreated.

When all the people in the room left and only Ling Chen and the other two were left in the room, Ling Chen was relieved.

He raised his eyebrows at Jiang Huan, "Can you say that?"

"Yeah." Jiang Huan smiled, "Didn't Weichen say that he had placed someone next to An Yi last time? Yesterday he told me something about An Yi."

After hearing this, Ling Chen smiled.

"What's going on about An Yi?"

"The Lord, take a look at this first." Jiang Huan said, and handed the letter in his arms to Ling Chen.

Ling Chen frowned after seeing the letter, and immediately Su spread out.

"As the saying goes, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if you don't do bad things. An Yi did a lot of bad things, but he was scared to death by a female ghost. However, this is so scary."

The first half of Ling Chen's sentence is normal, but the second half is not so normal.

Not only is it abnormal, but it is also a little childish.

It is normal for Ling Chen to be a little childish at this age, but it is only for people of this age. If he is a childish monarch of a country, it will be troublesome.

"Ahem."

Jiang Huan coughed lightly and signaled Ling Chen to come back to his senses.

"Sorry." Ling Chen knew he was rude and looked at him with a little guilt.

"How is the undercover agent you installed at An's house?"
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