Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 382 - 381: Trustworthy

Returning to the room, Zhu Yu cautiously closed the door, pulled Lu Qing to the table, and quietly asked, "Do you have someone trustworthy by your side who can recognize Jie script?"

"Why does Madam suddenly ask about this?" Lu Qing looked at her with some confusion.

Zhu Yu took out the family letter that Yan Shu had given her from her bosom: "Because of this." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

This letter, Yan Shu specifically stated that they could look at its contents. Although Zhu Yu had said some perfunctory words at the time, given the matter involved forming an alliance, especially with Jie Country, with whom they had never interacted, this was no trifling matter. Naturally, they couldn’t act on impulse or make rash bets risking everyone’s lives and the peace of the world.

Therefore, it was necessary to look at it, especially since Yan Shu had already nodded in agreement.

Lu Qing reached out to take the letter, carefully unfolding it. His gaze quickly scanned over the paper, initially furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, but soon his brow relaxed.

When his gaze returned from the paper to Zhu Yu’s face, his expression carried an inexplicable delight.

"What is with that look on your face? Why are you looking at me like that?" His expression and gaze left Zhu Yu feeling a bit bewildered.

"So this is what they mean by choosing a wise wife," Lu Qing folded the letter into a few folds, took out a slightly thicker silver cylinder from his bosom, carefully stuffed the letter inside, and then took the flint to light the candle on the table, "Who would’ve thought that during the time we were out, you actually persuaded Yan Shu, convinced her to lobby the Jie King to ally with us."

Zhu Yu looked at Lu Qing in surprise: "You actually understand Jie script?"

When Yan Shu handed her the letter, she had glanced at it, finding the handwriting looked like a series of irregular and unintelligible lines, leaving her unable to even guess.

So she asked Lu Qing to find someone trustworthy who could understand Jie script.

Initially, when she mentioned it, she thought of Situ Jing. After all, the Situ family had the most extensive experience dealing with the Jie people, so it wasn’t surprising if they understood Jie script.

However, she was also somewhat worried. Situ Jing and Lu Qing seemed to always communicate through riddles, and she couldn’t fathom if they had truly allied, so she wasn’t sure if the letter should be shown to Situ Jing or what exactly was written in it.

She didn’t expect that she was overthinking it.

Lu Qing unexpectedly knew Jie script himself, which was a pleasant surprise indeed.

Faced with Zhu Yu’s astonishment, Lu Qing reacted much more calmly: "If you were constantly framed and faced with attempts to kill you, you would learn even a more difficult script than Jie, let alone Jie script."

Hearing him say this, Zhu Yu sighed and nodded.

Indeed, interests and self-discipline are nothing compared to the will to survive as the greatest motivation for learning a skill.

"What did Yan Shu say?" Zhu Yu pointed to the silver cylinder in Lu Qing’s hand and asked.

While capping the cylinder and using melted wax to seal it, Lu Qing said to Zhu Yu, "The Commandery Princess is quite sincere, writing about Duke Yan’s hostility, her previous mistakes, our assistance, including how we’ve tried to clear the blame off Jie and Shuo’s shoulders.

She told the Jie King that we are her true friends, trustworthy."

"Yan Shu is indeed very forthright, a person worth befriending," Zhu Yu sighed deeply with heartfelt appreciation, "So what are your plans?"

"I’ll write another letter, explaining our position and the current situation clearly. Once it’s delivered, it will be up to the Jie King to decide."

Lu Qing got up to fetch paper and pen, Zhu Yu brought over the ink stone, grinding the ink as she watched him thoughtfully and quickly write down lines similar to the curved lines Yan Shu had written.

Though Zhu Yu still couldn’t understand the Jie script written by Lu Qing, compared to Yan Shu’s handwriting, his looked more robust and flowing.

He soon finished the letter, dried the ink, took another silver cylinder, sealed it with wax as well, summoned Fu Lu to hand over the items, instructing him to deliver the letter after the night had fallen when Fu Wen and Lu Zhang returned with people.

Zhu Yu also took off the silver whistle from her neck and handed it to Fu Lu.

Fu Lu carefully received and stored it, then withdrew.

Near dusk, the quiet Immortal Castle suddenly became lively.

Fu Wen was the first to return with news, likely worried that the sudden commotion would disturb those remaining in the courtyard.

Following him, many people entered one after another. These people wore the robes of Immortal Castle Protectors, but their appearance and demeanor clearly distinguished them from the previous Protectors, projecting a more imposing presence and spirited composure filled with uprightness.

These traits were absolutely absent from any mountain bandits or hooligans.

Seeing these individuals, Lu Yan was quite pleased, immediately going over to pat their shoulders, laughing heartily, without a princely demeanor.

It was clear that his soldiers genuinely bonded with him, showing no signs of fear or nervousness, indicating that such camaraderie was their usual behavior.

After Lu Yan’s people came in, the small courtyard was nearly filled with them, with many simply wearing their underclothes due to a shortage of uniforms.

"You’re not embarrassed coming here in your underclothes!" Lu Yan saw this and playfully punched a tall soldier on the shoulder, "What a sight! Does this make any sense?!"

Judging by the tone, their General wasn’t truly angry, and the soldiers, instead of being tense, just laughed.

"Sir, it’s not that we don’t want to wear the cloaks! It’s just this brother didn’t bring enough for everyone," the big soldier pointed at Fu Wen and said with a grin, "Some brothers were quick, put them on first, and by the time it was our turn, they were already gone.

We figured if we wore our clothes, it would be too conspicuous, so it’s better to come over in our underclothes. Although it doesn’t look good, at least it won’t reveal our identity as easily.

Besides, with you here, sir, there’s no way we won’t find something to wear!"

Lu Yan burst into loud laughter, glanced at the sky, and called a few Fire Head Army members from the group, instructing them to go to the kitchen to prepare enough food for everyone.

The Fire Head Army members agreed cheerfully, politely asking Fu Wen to guide them.