The party ended.
One after another, carriages left the small square in front of the city lord's mansion.
Qin Wenzheng and his family had just walked down the steps at the door when they heard the voice of Luo Yannian from Chengguo Mansion behind them: "Brother Wenzheng, please stay."
Qin Wen Zheng stopped, turned around and looked at him.
Song Ruyue, who was standing next to him, suddenly looked gloomy. She supported her daughter and continued to walk forward, saying, "Wei Mo, Chuan'er, let's go, 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 really impressed everyone tonight. Even the eldest princess was moved to cherish her talent."
Qin Wenzheng said coldly: "Brother Luo, if you have anything to say, just say it. I still have to accompany my wife and daughter to the night market later."
Luo Yannian cupped his hands and said solemnly, "I hope Brother Wen Zheng will not take to heart what the Song family's wife said tonight. I can swear to heaven that those poems were never taken out of Chengguo Mansion. The city lord will send people to search my mansion tonight, and my wife will also be interrogated tomorrow. The truth will naturally come out then."
Qin Wenzheng squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Luo Yannian sighed: "Your and my Qin and Luo families are originally related by marriage, and our ancestors are also old friends. We prosper together and suffer together. How could my Chengguo Mansion do such a thing?"
Qin Wen Zheng sneered, "Some people look like humble gentlemen on the surface, but who knows how many dirty and filthy things they have done behind the scenes. At the beginning, your Chengguo Mansion regretted the marriage and pushed a bastard out to block the marriage. From that time on, our two mansions have no relationship. Luo Yannian, we tolerated the regret of the marriage, and I never argued about many business matters. Your bastard is living well in my Qin Mansion now. You didn't regard him as someone from your Chengguo Mansion, so I hope that from now on, you'd better forget about him. If there are still some dirty villains in your mansion who want to play tricks, don't blame Qin for turning hostile!"
After saying that, he turned away.
Luo Yannian stood there, watching his receding back, was silent for a moment, turned around and looked at the City Lord's Mansion which was still brightly lit.
"Master, what did that dog... that man talk to you about?"
In the carriage.
Song Ruyue asked with a sullen face, and almost said the word "bastard" in front of her children.
In fact, when the couple chatted privately, they both called Luo Yannian that way.
Qin Wenzheng's face was calm, and he said, "We just chatted for a few minutes, but we didn't talk about anything."
Song Ruyue moved her lips, as if she wanted to ask again, but she looked at her children beside her and had to hold back. She decided to ask again when she got home in the evening.
A horse-drawn carriage carrying a family of four was moving slowly along the street.
At this time, colorful lights are still hung on the streets.
The vendors were shouting, people were passing by, and the place was bustling with activity.
Qin Wenzheng was silent for a while, then looked at the weak girl opposite him and said, "Wei Mo, what's going on with those poems tonight?"
Song Ruyue also hurriedly asked: "By the way, Weimo, how come the Song family has those poems, and those poems of the Song family seem to be written by Luo Qing..."
"What nonsense!"
Before she could finish, Qin Wen Zheng at the side suddenly interrupted her.
Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and muttered in a low voice: "There's no one else here..."
After saying that, he touched his daughter's shoulder again, feeling itchy, and whispered: "Wei Mo, tell mother quickly, what's going on? How come the Song family has those poems? Also, I saw your scroll with my own eyes last night, and the poems on it are the same as what you recited today..."
Qin Weimo looked at her and said, "Mother, I have replaced your scroll of poetry. Otherwise, our Qin family would be in trouble today."
Seeing that the three of them were looking at her with eager and confused expressions, she hesitated for a moment before slowly telling them the whole story of tonight's events.
"My brother-in-law knew that there was a spy in our house, and he also knew that the poems he wrote for the princess would be stolen by the spy. So my brother-in-law took advantage of the situation and wrote those... problematic poems to let the spy steal them. Then, my brother-in-law told me the correct poems and asked me to write them down secretly and keep them safe. When I came here today, I exchanged them with my mother's scroll of poems."
After a pause, he continued:
"Only three of the poems have problems. The rest are fine. In fact, my brother-in-law deliberately misled those people. If every poem had problems, those people might have noticed something."
"My brother-in-law wrote so many good poems and told my mother that he wanted to show off in person, just to make the spy think that there are absolutely no traps or problems in those poems. In fact, even if there are problems, those people may not necessarily see them."
"My mother has also read those poems, and the princess and the others have read them today. They are all good poems. My brother-in-law's talent is unmatched in Mo City, and it can be seen from those poems. No one will doubt that there is a problem with his poems. If someone thinks that a certain word is wrong, they will only have doubts in their hearts for a few times, and will never dare to change it at will."
"It's like a street vendor who sees the imperial chef in the palace cooking for His Majesty. Even if the chef makes a mistake, the vendor won't dare to interrupt. He will just think that he is ignorant and doesn't understand the chef's technique..."
"Mother, Father, Second Brother, this is how it happened this time."
There was a long silence in the carriage.
After a while.
Qin Chuanfang's face was full of disbelief: "Wei Mo, were all these things you said really designed by Qing Zhou? Why do you think that the brother-in-law you mentioned is not the same person as the one I thought of?"
Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Second brother, I told you before that my brother-in-law is actually very powerful, you just haven't seen it yet."
Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, 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 has to keep it a secret for my brother-in-law, so I can't tell you."
Qin Chuan suddenly looked depressed: "Wei Mo, I am your biological second brother. You told him secretly, but he didn't tell him."
Qin Weimo still shook his head.
Qin Wenzheng suddenly looked at her and said, "Wei Mo, those two poems you wrote later, weren't they also prepared by Qingzhou for you in advance?"
Qin Weimo nodded and said, "Dad, you guessed right, it was my brother-in-law who prepared it for Weimo in advance."
The carriage fell into silence again.
Qin Chuan suddenly spoke again: "Could he have foresight? How did he know what poem the maid wanted you to write?"
Qin Weimo sighed slightly, looked at him and said, "Second brother, I'm afraid you will never imagine the talent of my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law guessed that someone might test me on the spot tonight, so he prepared one hundred poems for me in advance just in case."
After these words were spoken, the other three people in the car were all dumbfounded.
"One... one hundred..."
Qin Chuan's mouth twitched a few times, and he said, "Wei Mo, he can write so many poems at once? And you can recite them all?"
Qin Weimo's eyes showed a touch of tenderness and admiration, and he said softly: "Second brother, I just said that my brother-in-law is very good. He wrote a hundred poems for me, covering all aspects of content and style. In fact, I memorized many poems after reading them once. My brother-in-law's... poems are actually very easy to remember..."
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 poems you recited today ten more times in my ears, I might not be able to remember even one of them."
Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Second brother, if someone performs a set of boxing in front of you, I believe that Second Brother can remember it without doing it three times, right?"
When Qin Chuan heard about the boxing techniques, his eyes lit up and he immediately regained his confidence: "Of course! You don't need to practice three times. I can remember many boxing techniques in just one practice."
Qin Weimo smiled and said, "That's true. My brother-in-law said that everyone has their own specialties. My second brother can't remember poetry, just because his talent and learning direction are not in this area."
Qin Chuan looked at her strangely: "Wei Mo, how did Second Brother find out that you can't stop talking about your brother-in-law every three sentences now, and everything you say can be related to your brother-in-law?"
Qin Weimo raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That's what my brother-in-law said. My brother-in-law is full of knowledge and everything he said makes sense."
Qin Chuan suddenly looked dejected: "To be honest, second brother is a little sad. Shouldn't the person my sister admires the most and mentions the most be my brother?"
Qin Weimo covered his mouth and chuckled.
Then, she suddenly felt something strange, turned her head, looked to the side and said: "Mom, why... don't you say a word?"
Qin Wenzhen and Qin Chuan both looked at her.
Normally she is the one who talks the most. 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 plan her daughter had just mentioned.
Qin Weimo nodded in agreement: "Yes, the Song family and Chengguo Mansion are both very insidious."
Song Ruyue rolled her eyes, turned her head and looked at her and said, "Stop playing dumb, I'm not talking about those people from the Song family."
Qin Weimo smiled, "Mother, the book says that only bad people can use the word insidious. My brother-in-law's plan tonight saved our Qin family and also took away the Song family who had a grudge against us. When mother said insidious, she wasn't talking about our own people, was she?"
"snort!"
Song Ruyue turned away with a complicated look on her face, and whispered, "I think one day, our Qin family will be taken away by someone, including the pots and stoves!"
Qin Weimo held back his laughter and didn't make her angry anymore.
The carriage suddenly stopped.
Butler Zhou's voice came from outside: "Master, Madam, we're here."
We are not at the mansion, but at the night market.
The Qin family's father and son got off the carriage first, and then the Qin family's mother and daughter supported each other and got off the carriage.
Looking at the bustling night market, Qin Chuan became happy and whispered, "Wei Mo, no matter how powerful your brother-in-law is, he is just a son-in-law. He will be afraid of his wife. He probably doesn't dare to come to a place like this where there are beauties everywhere on the street. He is probably closely watched by the two maids of Jianjia every day, not to mention going to those brothels like other scholars..."
Just as he finished speaking, Qin Weimo suddenly pointed at the crowd gathered in front and said, "Brother-in-law... Brother-in-law is guessing riddles over there..."
Qin Chuan was stunned and looked up.
At the lantern riddle guessing place, a young man in a loose Confucian robe stood there, followed by three pretty and delicate girls. Beside him was a large group of young women and young women dressed up in fancy clothes, who were looking at the young man with shyness and admiration on their faces.
The young girls and young women were still shouting excitedly:
"Wow! Sir, you are so awesome! Give it to me, I want it too!"
"My dear, 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 ended and the guests left one after another.
Jiang Jinnan also said goodbye and left.
After the entire mansion had quieted down, the eldest princess Nangong Huoyue entered the mansion that was built specifically for her.
Take a shower and change clothes.
After taking a bath, Nangong Huoyue entered the room and instructed the maid behind her: "Yueyou, bring the scroll that Miss Qin sent."
The maid took the order and quickly brought back the scroll.
In the room, the smoke of cigarettes was curling.
Nangong Huoyue, with her long hair loose and wearing a red skirt, walked on the ground, sat down in front of the eucalyptus table, and slowly unfolded the scroll in her hand.
"The Yangtze River rolls eastward, its waves wash away all heroes..."
She had only glanced through it at that time, but now, as she read it again from the beginning, she still felt a sense of desolation, heroism, and tragic grandeur.
She read every word carefully.
Finished watching the first round.
She immediately couldn't wait to watch the second round.
After she finished reading all three rounds, she saw a line of small words that made her stunned and almost angry:
"To know what happens next, please wait for the next chapter."
The scroll ends.
The next round, no trace...
Nangong Huoyue was stunned for a moment, 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 here."
Yuewu immediately responded, "Yes."
Nangong Huoyue looked at the poems on the scroll again. After reading them all again, she said, "Tell me, were these poems really written by her?"
Yue Wu was silent for a moment, then said, "I can't tell either."
Nangong Huoyue looked at the "Three Kingdoms" story behind the scroll again. After a moment's silence, she said, "If it's not her, then I want to know who it is. These poems don't matter, but the story behind them may be of great use to me."
After that, he instructed the 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 before closing it, standing up and walking to the window.
Open the window.
There is a bright moon and twinkling stars outside.
Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and fixed her gaze on the top of the attic in the moonlight in the distance.