Yun Chujiu picked up the jade plate and looked at it. The material of this jade plate was actually the same as the jade plate that she had dug out from a few pagodas.
Yun Chujiu had never seen jade of this material in the world, and there were also no records of it in the various ancient books.
Yun Chujiu looked at the jade plate carefully. There was not a single word on it, only some strange patterns.
Yun chujiu pondered for a while but could not figure out the reason, so she kept the jade plate alone. The rest of the things were still in the box.
At noon the next day, a servant hurried over to report, “Miss, the people from the Yun family are here.”
Yun chujiu nodded and strolled to the reception hall in the front yard.
When Yun Chujiu entered, she found that Old Master Ye and ye Yuanliang were standing respectfully. A middle-aged man was sitting on the main seat, and a dozen guards were sitting on the rest of the seats.