Wu Zhi thought for a while and said seriously: "I have many treasures, but they are much better than the ones my father gave you. If you come, you can choose any of my treasures!"
Although Wu Zhi is young, he has inherited his father's heroic spirit. His face is full of domineering. It is conceivable that he will have an extra dash of bravery on the battlefield in the future.
Marquis Pingyang almost burst out laughing, but he was afraid that his son would say something shocking, so he quickly pulled Wu Zhi and left.
The fake smile on Chang Meifeng's face gradually disappeared, and she said to Yuan Qiu, "Qinya, the things sent by Marquis Pingyang are said to be for you, but in fact they are for Zhuo Mansion. , you hurry up and have someone move it out, so I can send someone to inventory it and put it in storage."
Yuan Qiu's eyes turned slightly, met Chang Meifeng's sharp eyes, and said with a smile: "Into the treasury? Whose treasury? Is it Zhuo's treasury or mother's own treasury?"
Chang Meifeng stood up with a roar, pointed at Xia Yuanqiu and said sharply: "What nonsense are you talking about? What goes into my own treasury?"
Yuan Qiu's face was light, without any unpleasantness at all, and he said softly: "Don't you know what I said, mother? A lot of things in the treasury have been stolen and replaced. Mother, don't say you don't know!"
Chang Meifeng choked in her throat and sensed Zhuo Zhonghai's doubtful look. She hurriedly gritted her teeth and denied: "What do you mean by changing the situation? What do you mean? Don't frame people indiscriminately. Don't think that with Prince Jing's support, I will I can’t do anything to you, but don’t forget, this is the Prime Minister’s Mansion, this is the Zhuo family, and I am the head mother of the Zhuo family.”
Yuan Qiu shrugged: "So what?"
Chang Meifeng was choked: "What? So what? Speak clearly!"
Yuan Qiu's eyes sparkled, and there was a hint of sarcasm in the corners of his slightly hooked lips: "So what if you are the mistress of the Zhuo family? Wasn't my mother the same? When my mother was the head of the family here, where were you?"
Chang Meifeng turned pale with anger, where was she? Naturally, she lived in the small courtyard that Zhuo Zhonghai temporarily bought for her, living the life of a concubine.
But how could she say this? Even thinking about it felt 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 front of her.
"You, you-" Chang Meifeng was so angry that she pointed at Yuan Qiu, but was speechless.
Yuan Qiu said unhurriedly: "The dowry left by my mother contains many rare calligraphy and paintings. Although it seems that they are all in the treasury, I have inspected them in the past few days and found that many of them are fakes. I would like to ask Mistress of the house, where is the real thing?”
When Zhuo Qinyue saw her mother being pressed closer and closer by Xia Yuanqiu, she was furious. She stood up and angrily said, "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 furious Zhuo Qinyue, blinked and said, "Which of your ears heard me say that your mother took my mother's rare calligraphy and paintings? Sister, I just said that the things were missing, and I asked my mother if she knew."
Zhuo Qinyue was speechless, knowing that she had been tricked, and her face turned red with anger.
Seeing that her mother and sister were defeated one after another, Zhuo Qinlan finally couldn't help it anymore. She turned to look at Xia Yuanqiu, who was sitting next to her, and said coldly: "You said that your mother's rare calligraphy and painting turned into fakes. Couldn't it be that it was the original one?" Was it already a fake when it was sent to Zhuo Mansion? How can you prove that it was the original one?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Qinyue immediately agreed: "That's right, maybe these things were already fakes when they were sent to Zhuo's house."