Chapter 251: Package Dropping (Addition)

Wu Zhi thought for a while, and said solemnly: "This son has many treasures, which are much better than the ones your father gave you. If you come, you can choose your own treasures!"

Although Wu Zhi is young, he has inherited his father's heroism, and his small face is full of domineering. It is conceivable that there will be an extra touch of bravery on the battlefield in the future.

Marquis Pingyang almost laughed out loud, but he was afraid that his son would say something shocking, so he hurriedly pulled Wu Zhi away.

The smirk on Chang Meifeng's face gradually faded away, and she said to Yuanqiu in an indifferent way: "Qinya, the things sent by the Marquis of Pingyang are said to be for you, but they are actually for Zhuofu , hurry up and get someone to move it out, so I can send someone to check it out and put it in storage."

Yuan Qiu's eyes turned slightly, met Chang Meifeng's piercing eyes, and said with a smile: "Storage? Whose treasury? Is it Zhuo Mansion's treasury or mother's own treasury?"

Chang Meifeng stood up with a whoosh, pointed at Xia Yuanqiu and said sharply: "What nonsense are you talking about? What's in my own treasury?"

Yuan Qiu's expression was light, not at all unhappy, and he said softly: "What did I say, mother doesn't know? Many things in the treasury have been stolen, mother, don't say you don't know!"

Chang Meifeng's throat choked, sensing Zhuo Zhonghai's suspicious gaze, she quickly gritted her teeth and denied: "What do you mean by stealing? I can't do anything to you, don't forget, this is the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Zhuo family, and I am the head mistress of the Zhuo family."

Yuan Qiu shrugged: "So what?"

Chang Meifeng was choked: "What? So what? Make it clear!"

Yuan Qiu's eyes were shining, and the corners of his lips curled slightly mockingly: "So what if you are the head of the Zhuo family? Wasn't my mother the same? When my mother was the head of the house here, where were you?"

Chang Meifeng turned pale with anger, where is she? She naturally lived in the small courtyard that Zhuo Zhonghai bought for her temporarily, living the life of an aunt.

But these, how can she say it, even thinking about it feels shameful.

Over the years, no one dared to bring up this part of the past in front of her, but today, this damn girl actually exposed her scars in person.

"You, you—" Chang Meifeng was so angry that she pointed at Yuan Qiu, but she was speechless.

Yuan Qiu said unhurriedly: "The dowry left by my mother includes many rare calligraphy and paintings. Although they appear to be in the treasury on the surface, after my inspection in the past few days, many of them are fakes. I would like to ask Mistress, where is the real thing?"

Zhuo Qinyue saw her mother being pressed by Xia Yuanqiu every step of the way, she couldn't get angry, she got up and said angrily: "Why do you say that my mother took those rare calligraphy and paintings? Do you have any evidence to prove it?"

Yuan Qiu looked at the distraught Zhuo Qinyue, blinked and said: "Which ear did you hear me say that your mother took my mother's rare calligraphy and painting? Sister, I just said that something is missing, just ask mother if she knows."

Zhuo Qinyue was tongue-tied, knowing that she had been bypassed, her face flushed with anger.

Zhuo Qinlan couldn't help seeing her mother and sister's successive defeats. She turned her head to look at Xia Yuanqiu, who was seated below her, and said coldly, "You said that your mother's rare calligraphy and paintings have become fakes. Couldn't it be the original one? Was it already a fake when it was sent to the Zhuo Mansion? How do you prove that the original one was genuine?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Qinyue immediately echoed, "That's right, maybe these things were already fakes when they were sent to the Zhuo Mansion."