Chapter 149

The party dispersed.

Carriages left one after another from the small square in front of the city lord's palace.

Qin Wenzheng and his family had just stepped down the doorstep when suddenly the voice of Luo Yannian from the Chengguo Mansion came from behind: "Brother Wenzheng, stay."

Qin Wenzheng stopped and turned around to look at him.

Next to her, Song Ruyue's face suddenly darkened. She supported her daughter beside her and continued to walk forward, saying: "Weimo, Chuan'er, let's get on the carriage first."

Qin Chuan followed behind.

After the three people left, Luo Yannian walked closer and said, "Brother Wenzheng, your daughter Ling is really impressive tonight. Even the eldest princess is moved to cherish talents."

Qin Wenzheng said with a cold face: "Brother Luo, just tell me if you have anything to say. I will accompany my wife and daughter to the night market later."

Luo Yannian cupped his hands and said sternly: "I hope Brother Wenzheng won't take what Madam Song said tonight to heart. Luo can swear to God that those poems were never taken out by Chengguo Mansion. Tonight the City Lord sent If people search my house, my wife will be interrogated tomorrow, and the truth will naturally be revealed."

Qin Wenzheng squinted his eyes and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Luo Yannian sighed: "You and Qin Luo and I are married, and our ancestors are family friends. We will both prosper and suffer. How could I, the Chengguo Mansion, do such a thing?"

Qin Wenzheng had a sneer on his face: "Some people may look like gentlemen on the surface, but secretly they may have done a lot of dirty things. When you became the national government, you regretted your marriage and pushed a bastard out to block the marriage. From that time on, Our two houses have nothing to do with each other anymore. Luo Yannian, we have endured regrets about our marriage, a lot. I have never argued about business matters. Your concubine is living very well in my Qin Mansion. You never regarded him as a member of your Chengguo Mansion, so I hope you'd better forget it from now on. If there are still some dirty villains in your house who want to play some tricks, don’t blame Qin for being ruthless!”

After saying that, he walked away.

Luo Yannian stood there, watching his retreating back. He was silent for a moment, then turned around and looked at the still brightly lit City Lord's Mansion.

"Master, what did that dog...that man talk to you about?"

On the carriage.

Song Ruyue asked with a stern face, almost saying the word "dog thing" in front of her children.

In fact, the couple called Luo Yannian that way when they chatted privately.

Qin Wenzheng looked calm and said, "We just chatted for a few words, nothing much."

Song Ruyue moved her lips, as if she wanted to ask again, and glanced at the children beside her, so she had to hold back and decided to go back and ask again at night.

The carriage carried a family of four and drove slowly down the street.

At this time, colorful lights are still hanging high on the streets.

Vendors are shouting, pedestrians are rushing around, and it is very lively.

Qin Wenzheng was silent for a while, then looked at the weak girl opposite and said, "Weimo, what's going on with those poems tonight?"

Song Ruyue also quickly asked: "By the way, Wei Mo, how come the Song family has those poems, and those poems of the Song family seem to be Luo Qing..."

"What nonsense!"

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Wenzheng on the side suddenly shouted.

Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and muttered in a low voice: "There is no one else here..."

After saying that, he touched his daughter's shoulder again, feeling itchy unbearably, and whispered: "Wei Mo, tell mother quickly, what's going on? How come the Song family has those poems? Also, I saw it with my own eyes last night I got your picture scroll, and the poems on it are the same as what you read today..."

Qin Weimo looked at her and said, "Mother, I have replaced your poem. Otherwise, our Qin family will be in bad luck today."

She saw the three of them looking at her eagerly and in confusion. After hesitating for a while, she slowly told the whole story of tonight's incident.

"Brother-in-law has long known that there is a spy in our house, and also knows that the poems he wrote to the eldest princess will be stolen by the spies. So the brother-in-law took advantage of the trick and wrote those... questionable poems for the spies to steal. Then, My brother-in-law also told me the correct poems and asked me to secretly write them down and keep them. When I came today, I exchanged them with my mother’s poems.”

After a pause, he said again:

"Only three of the poems have problems, and there are no problems with the other poems. In fact, my brother-in-law deliberately numbed those people. If there is a problem with every poem, those people might notice the clues."

"My brother-in-law wrote so many good poems and told my mother that he wanted to do it himself. This was to make the spy think that there were absolutely no traps or problems in those poems. In fact, even if there were problems, those people might not be able to see them. "

"My mother has also read those poems. Today, the eldest princess and the others have read them. They are all good poems. My brother-in-law's talent is unmatched by anyone in Mocheng. It can be seen from those poems. No one will doubt it. There is something wrong with his poems. If someone feels that one of the words is wrong, they will only wonder about it for a few times and never dare to change it at will."

"It's like a cook at a street stall who sees the great chef in the palace cooking for the Holy Emperor. Even if the great chef occasionally makes mistakes, the street vendor will never dare to interrupt at will. He just You will feel in your heart that your knowledge is shallow and you may not understand the techniques of the great chef..."

"Mother, father, second brother, this is what happened this time."

There was a long silence in the carriage.

After a while.

Qin Chuanfang's face was full of disbelief: "Wei Mo, what you are talking about are really all designed by Qingzhou? Why do you think the brother-in-law you are talking about is not the same person as the person I think of?" "

Qin Weimo smiled and said: "Second brother, I told you before, my brother-in-law is actually very powerful, you just haven't seen it."

Qin Chuan was startled, and then asked: "Then how did he know who the spy in our house was, and how did he know that someone was going to harm us tonight?"

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Secret. Second brother, Weimo wants to keep it a secret for brother-in-law, so I can't tell you."

Qin Chuan suddenly looked depressed: "Wei Mo, I am your second brother. You tell the second brother secretly, but the second brother doesn't tell him."

Qin Weimo still shook his head.

Qin Wenzheng suddenly looked at her and said, "Weimo, the two poems you wrote later were not prepared by Qingzhou for you in advance, right?"

Qin Weimo nodded and said, "Dad, you guessed it right, my brother-in-law prepared it for Weimo in advance."

The carriage fell into silence again.

Qin Chuan suddenly spoke again: "Can he predict the future? How does he know what poem the maid wants you to write?"

Qin Weimo sighed slightly, looked at him and said, "Second brother, I'm afraid you will never imagine my brother-in-law's talent in your life. My brother-in-law guessed that someone might test me on the spot tonight, just in case, so he went ahead in advance I have prepared...a hundred poems."

As soon as these words came out, the other three people in the carriage were stunned.

"One...hundred poems..."

Qin Chuan's mouth twitched a few times and said, "Wei Mo, he can compose so many poems at once? And, you can actually recite them all?"

Qin Wei's eyes revealed a touch of tenderness and admiration, and she said softly: "Second brother, I just said that my brother-in-law is very powerful. He wrote a hundred poems for me, and the content and style covered all aspects. Many poems , I actually memorized it after reading it once. My brother-in-law’s poems are actually very easy to memorize..."

Qin Chuan scratched his head and couldn't help but sigh: "Wei Mo, you are really a genius. To be honest, even if you read the few songs you recited today in my ears ten times, I might not be able to remember even one."

Qin Weimo smiled and said: "Second brother, if someone performs a set of boxing skills in front of you, I believe that second brother can memorize it without having to do it three times, right?"

Qin Chuan's eyes lit up as soon as he heard the boxing technique, and he immediately regained his confidence: "Of course! It doesn't need to be repeated three times. Second Brother can remember many boxing techniques in one go."

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "That's the truth. My brother-in-law said that there are specialties in the arts. The second brother can't remember poetry, just because the second brother's talent and study direction are not here."

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Qin Chuan looked at her with a strange look on his face: "Wei Mo, how did the second brother find out that you never talk about your brother-in-law now, and you can talk about your brother-in-law in everything?"

Qin Weimo raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It was my brother-in-law who said it. He is full of knowledge and everything he said makes sense."

Qin Chuan suddenly looked lonely: "To be honest, the second brother is a little sad. Shouldn't the person that my sister admires the most and talks about the most is my brother?"

Qin Weimo covered her mouth and smiled softly.

Then, she suddenly felt a little strange, turned her head, looked to the side and said, "Mother, why...don't you say a word?"

Qin Wenzheng and Qin Chuan both looked at her.

She usually talks the most, but now that everyone is talking, why is she suddenly silent?

After a while.

Song Ruyue murmured three words: "So insidious..."

It turned out that she had just come back to her senses from the plot her daughter had just said.

Qin Weimo nodded in agreement: "Well, the Song family and the Chengguo Mansion are both very insidious."

Song Ruyue rolled her eyes, turned to look at her and said, "Don't pretend to be confused, I'm not talking about those people from the Song family."

Qin Weimo smiled half-heartedly: "Mom, the book says that only bad people can use the word sinister. My brother-in-law's plan tonight saved our Qin family and also took away the Song family who had a grudge against us. . What my mother said was sinister, wasn’t she talking about her own people?”

"snort!"

Song Ruyue turned away, with a complicated look on her face, and whispered in her mouth: "I think one day, everyone in our Qin family will be taken away by some guy, including the pot and stove!"

Qin Weimo held back her laughter and did not anger her again.

The carriage suddenly stopped.

Butler Zhou's voice came from outside: "Master, madam, we're here."

Not to the mansion, but to the night market.

The father and son of the Qin family got off the carriage first, and then the mother and daughter of the Qin family helped each other get off the carriage.

Looking at the bustling night market, Qin Chuan became happy and whispered: "Weimo, no matter how powerful your brother-in-law is, he is just a son-in-law. He will be afraid of his wife. In situations like this where the streets are full of beauties. , I’m afraid he doesn’t even dare to come, as he is probably being watched closely by the two maids Jian Jia every day, let alone going to those brothels like other scholars and talents..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Weimo suddenly pointed to the crowd gathered in front and said: "Brother-in-law...brother-in-law is over there guessing lantern riddles..."

Qin Chuan was stunned and looked up.

At the lantern riddle guessing place, a young man in a wide Confucian robe stood there, followed by three delicate and pretty girls. Next to them were a large group of beautifully dressed young women, who were looking at the young man with shyness and admiration.

The young ladies were still shouting excitedly:

"Wow! Young Master is so awesome! Give it to me, I want one too!"

"Young Master, give me one too! I want one too!"

"I want one too! I want one too!"

Qin Chuan: "..."

In the City Lord's Mansion.

The banquet was over and the guests left one after another.

Meng Jinnan also said goodbye and left.

After the whole mansion was quiet, the eldest princess Nangong Huoyue entered the mansion built specifically for her.

Bathing and changing clothes.

After taking a bath, Nangong Huoyue entered the room and told the maid behind her: "Yueyou, bring the scroll sent by Miss Qin."

The maid took the order and quickly brought the scroll.

In the room, cigarette smoke curled.

Nangong Huoyue, with her long hair loose and a red skirt, dragged on the ground, sat down in front of the table, and slowly unfolded the scroll in her hand.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all heroes..."

At that time, she only read it briefly. Now, she read it again from the beginning, and still felt a sense of desolation, heroism, and tragic momentum.

She read every word carefully.

The first round was finished.

She immediately couldn't wait to read the second round.

After reading all three rounds, she saw the line that made her stunned and almost angry:

"To know what happened next, please listen to the next chapter."

The scroll ends.

In the next round, she disappeared...

Nangong Huoyue was stunned, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. Her towering chest rose and fell, and then she said to the door: "Yuewu, go to the Qin Mansion tomorrow and bring Miss Qin Er."

Yuewu immediately replied: "Yes."

Nangong Huoyue's eyes turned to the poems on the scroll again. After reading them all again, she said: "Do you think these poems were really written by her?"

Yuewu was silent for a while, and said: "I can't tell either."

Nangong Huoyue's eyes turned to the back of the scroll again. The "Three Kingdoms" story, after a moment of silence, Fang said: "If it's not her, then I want to know who it is. These poems don't matter, but the story behind this may be of great use to me."

After that, he ordered outside: "Go and ask Ye Yi to check all the people in the Qin Mansion, whether they are masters or servants. Also, try to check the relationship between their major families."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Nangong Huoyue stared at the beautiful small words on the scroll for a while, then closed the scroll, stood up and walked to the window.

Open the window.

Outside, the moon is bright and the stars are twinkling.

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed and her eyes were fixed on the top of the attic in the moonlight in the distance.

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