I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 950 Do You Like Peach Blossoms?

Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Alley is slanting.

In the old days, Lu Jingtang's front swallow flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Although Wei Changtian was talking about a poem describing "Scenery at Dusk", the focus of this "Wow Clothes Lane" written by Liu Yuxi in his previous life is undoubtedly the last two lines.

The original poem was "Wang Xietang Qianyan in the old days". Considering that there are no Wang Dao and Xie An in this world, Wei Changtian simply changed it to "Lv Jing".

"Lv" naturally refers to the dead Great Hui Emperor Lu Hongji.

"Jing" refers to the Dagan Emperor Jing Guoqing who will die tomorrow.

The meaning expressed in the whole poem is not difficult to understand, and the metaphors are not ambiguous, so He Jing, who has already reached the stage of the palace examination, can naturally understand it.

But it was precisely because he understood that the smile on his face froze instantly, and he froze in place for a moment.

And Wei Changtian on the other side didn't intend to explain anything, just got up and walked out of the front hall slowly.

"Young Master Wei."

Seeing him coming out, the little maid guarding the door immediately raised her hand to say hello, and then looked at He Jing who was still sitting in the room suspiciously, and asked in puzzlement:
"Well, this is my son."

"Oh, when I was exchanging poems with brother He just now, he seemed to have some insights, and he should be comprehending poems at this time."

Wei Changtian replied in a low voice: "Let's not disturb him."

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Although this Cui'er was just a maid, she was serving scholars after all, so she understood Wei Changtian's meaning immediately, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

She hurriedly followed Wei Changtian for a few steps, and then thanked He Jing in a soft voice:

"Mr. Wei, thank you for pointing out the maze for my son."

"It has nothing to do with me, it's just that Brother He has an epiphany."

Wei Changtian smiled and shook his head, then asked softly after a pause:

"I heard from Brother He that your name is Tweety?"

"Ah! Yes, the maidservant's name is Tweety."

"I don't know what the full name is?"

"This"

The servant girl was taken aback for a moment, probably not understanding why Wei Changtian asked this.

However, considering the identity of the latter, she still answered truthfully:
"Master Hui, the maidservant's surname is Cheng."

"Cheng Cui."

Wei Changtian nodded and repeated in a low voice, which made the servant girl blush.

"Wei, Mr. Wei, you can just call me Cui Er."

"Oh well, I shouldn't have asked more."

Wei Changtian smiled, and said "you shouldn't ask too much", but then asked in the next sentence:

"Miss Cui'er, have you been in the He family for many years?"

"Well, I entered the He family when I was young."

Cui'er wasn't vigilant either, although she still couldn't figure out why Wei Changtian wanted to inquire about her affairs, she replied truthfully, "It's been ten years."

"Ten years. No wonder Brother He cares so much about you."

Wei Changtian said something casually, while Cui'er lowered her head very shyly.

Obviously, like Yuan'er and Qiuyun, Cui'er should have been by He Jing's side since childhood.

Although the He family is not comparable to the Wei family, her identity is probably not a "common room maid", and she may not have a physical relationship with He Jing.

But it could be seen that Tweety was quite fond of He Jing, and the latter also had some affection for her.

Therefore, after He Jing married his wife, there is a high probability that Tweety can "convert" to become a concubine.

No wonder she was so shy now.

"Haha, although I haven't known Brother He for long, I can tell that he has excellent character."

Glancing at Tweety, who was blushing, Wei Changtian smiled, "You won't be wronged if you follow him."

"Let, let the son laugh."

The blush on Tweety's face had spread to the base of her neck at this moment, and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito humming.

Shy and happy in her heart, she didn't know what to say after she answered.

And Wei Changtian smiled, and his eyes fell on the peach hairpin again.

".Do you like peach blossoms?"

After a while, Wei Changtian suddenly asked a somewhat inexplicable question.

Cui'er couldn't help being taken aback when she heard the words, and after noticing Wei Changtian's gaze, she subconsciously reached out and touched the hairpin in her hair, and replied softly:
"My lord, Taohua's words. I can't say whether I like it or not. The servant girl just likes the hairpin."

"Because Brother He gave you this?"

"Yes"

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Opening his mouth, Wei Changtian was suddenly at a loss for words, and after a long silence, he just said softly "It's good".

Tweety was a little puzzled by his question and reaction, just as she was about to ask something, the door not far away was suddenly pushed open at this moment, and the next moment, He Jing, who had finally recovered, ran away in a hurry come out. .

"Brother Wei, Wei! Your poem."

The voice stopped abruptly, and when He Jing saw Cui'er beside Wei Changtian, he didn't finish speaking, but said to the latter in a deep voice:
"Hurry up and prepare dinner!"

"what?"

Cui'er didn't know what happened, but He Jing's expression was not right.

She wanted to ask, but since Wei Changtian was still here, she hesitated for a while, then nodded, turned and walked away.

And it wasn't until then that He Jing finally lowered his voice and said to Wei Changtian in a panic:

"Brother Wei, Wei! You are anti-poetry!"

"Oh? Why do you think it's anti-poetry?"

Wei Changtian smiled: "Just because of the word Lu Jing in the poem?"

"if not?"

He Jing's eyes widened: "The word Lu refers to the Lu family in Dahui, and the word Jing refers to my Chaojing family, plus the old Tangqian Yan. Isn't this an anti-poetry?"

"Brother He."

There was no further rebuttal or explanation.

Wei Changtian just turned his head to look at He Jing, who was blushing, and asked with a smile: "If it's really anti-poetry, will you go to the government to report me?"

"Of course not."

He Jing stepped back vigilantly: "But brother Wei, please don't associate with me again."

"Ah."

Nodding with a calm expression, Wei Changtian seemed to be quite satisfied with the answer.

He glanced at Tweety who had gone away again, then looked away, and said the last sentence to He Jing.

"Brother He, what this poem says will soon come true. If you trust me, you should prepare early."

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After finishing speaking, Wei Changtian turned around and left the small courtyard without caring about the astonished He Jing.

The former was still standing there blankly, repeating Wei Changtian's last words in his mind.

What this poem says will soon come true.
Now Lu Hongji has long since died, and the Great Hui has long since been destroyed, becoming the so-called Great Chu.

So, brother Wei is referring to
His pupils shrank suddenly, and He Jing only felt his legs go limp, and he fell to the ground with a "plop".

"This, this shouldn't be possible."

He kept muttering the same sentence in his mouth, and after a long time, he suddenly looked up belatedly, but he couldn't see Wei Changtian's figure anymore.

At this moment, He Jing certainly understood that Wei Changtian's identity was not as "simple" as he said, but he was not connected with the famous "Wei Yanluo".

In his opinion, Wei Changtian should be a spy sent by the rebels.

So, do you want to report to the official?

If it is true, this is undoubtedly a great achievement, and perhaps one can become an official without taking the imperial examination.

but
Gritting his teeth, He Jing neither listened to Wei Changtian's "crazy talk" nor reported it to the officials.

He only felt that Wei Changtian was quite talented, and he was very close to him, so he couldn't bear to betray him.

Slowly getting up from the ground, and patting the dust off his body, He Jing walked into the house a little uneasy.

At this moment, he is actually still a little entangled in whether his choice is right or not.

And He Jing probably never would have imagined that it was his slightly hesitant choice today that saved the entire He family not long after.

(End of this chapter)