After the Hou family's mistress went crazy, she became the favorite of the entire capital.

Liang couldn't say anything and could only watch Shu Yan put the book away with a stiff face.

That's something from the Nan family, and it should be given to an outstanding child like He Zhenzhi. How could it be given to a person like Shu Yan who can't stand on the stage!
Nan Huai asked Shu Yan a few more questions, during which he also chatted and laughed with He Zhengyuan, but just ignored Liang, the head mistress.

The handkerchief in Liang's hand was about to break.

Simply deceiving.

Nanhuai put down the tea cup and slowly said: "Since Wangzhou hasn't woken up yet, then I will..."

Mrs. Liang saw him leaving and interrupted hastily, wanting to keep him behind.

"Second brother, Zhen Zhi wrote two articles for homework a few days ago. I can't understand even a woman. Second brother has outstanding literary talent. Why don't you let Zhen Zhi read the articles?"

Hearing this title, Nan Huai's eyes flashed with disgust.

Liang quickly asked someone to bring the two articles written by He Zhengzhi from the previous two days, regardless of He Zhengyuan's expression.

Shu Yan remained calm, but there was some expectation in his heart.

Nan Huai was not only the son of Nan Mingyue, but also a very talented person in the Northern Yuan Dynasty. However, he had no ambitions in the court and preferred the life of idle clouds and wild cranes. Otherwise, he would not be praised for his talent.

Now that Mr. Liang is going to publish that idiot's article, isn't he really afraid of embarrassment?

I saw the mother-in-law beside Mrs. Liang taking out two pieces of paper from her sleeves. The ink on them filled the entire paper, which was He Zhenzhi's two articles.

It turned out that she had come prepared.

Seeing that everything was taken out, He Zhengyuan also wanted to listen to it.

The eldest son is useless, what if the younger son is okay?

Nan Huai glanced at Shu Yan and saw her pursed lips and a smile in her eyes. He knew that these two articles were not simple without reading.

However, in just a few lines, Nan Huai's expression gradually became subtle.

Liang couldn't hide his joy, "Second brother, I have studied hard for many days, and my literary talent has been appreciated by everyone. These two articles are just casual homework. If he writes seriously, it will definitely be better."

Nan Huai glanced at He Zhengyuan and said nothing. He just put the two pieces of paper down without any comment.

Mr. Liang was anxious.

"Second brother, why don't you say a few words?"

Nan Huai stood up and dusted the non-existent dust on his sleeves.

"The second young master is really talented, and his articles are very well written."

Liang was dumbfounded.

Two sentences are really two sentences?

Still so perfunctory.

"Also, I only have one sister, who has died of illness for many years, and I have no brothers or sisters. Madam, just like everyone else, just call me Mr. Huai."

This was a direct rejection of Ms. Liang, so that she would stop trying to get close to relatives.

Nan Huai had already said this. There was nothing else He Zhengyuan didn't understand.

"Yan'er, send uncle off."

When treating Shu Yan, Nan Huai's tone was much softer and gentler, just like any other uncle who cares about his juniors.

Shu Yan responded obediently and followed Nan Huai away.

Mrs. Liang walked over quickly and carefully picked up He Zhenzhi's two articles.

"Master Hou, just now he said that Zhen Zhi's article was very good."

"Very good?"

He Zhengyuan snatched the two pieces of paper, his movements were too big, and the thin paper was torn in half.

He Zhengyuan kneaded the waste paper in his hand and threw it out. "Do you think others are really praising your son? Think about it with your pig brain. If it was really a good article, would he be like this?"

"I used to copy it, but now I can't tell who it is from. It's really embarrassing."

After leaving these words, He Zhengyuan strode away.

Mrs. Liang picked up the paper ball distressedly, her eyes red with anger and her whole body trembling.

"How could my son copy it! My son is really talented!"

Mrs. Liang gritted her teeth in hatred, and tightened her fingertips unconsciously, puncturing the paper that she had just carefully smoothed.

"They are all in the same group! Everything about drunkenness and family behavior is deliberately shown to others! I am the only one who really made a mistake and was punished! Why! They all deserve to die! All deserve to die!"

Mrs. Liang's voice was so sharp that the mother-in-law was so frightened that she wanted to cover her mouth.

"Madam, you can't say that! If the Marquis hears it..."

Mrs. Liang pulled away the mother-in-law's hand, "I heard it when I heard it. What's the big deal? I have Mr. Dong to support me now, and there is that person behind Mr. Dong. Who am I afraid of!"

Shu Yan sent Nan Huai away, but Nan Huai didn't speak, so it was hard for her to say anything.

He just walked to the door of the Hou Mansion and made sure no one was eavesdropping before asking: "Why did uncle suddenly return to Beijing? I just asked someone to deliver a letter. He Wangzhou..."

"We happened to meet him halfway."

Nan Huai interrupted her, took something out of his arms and handed it to her, "Later, if you have a chance, come to Shengjing Bookstore with this thing to find me."

After saying this, Nan Huai left on his own.

Shu Yan put away the bookmark in his hand and turned around to go home.

Before she could get far, Mrs. Liang led someone to stop her.

Liang's face was gloomy, and his eyes wanted to tear her apart.

"What does mother mean by this?"

"Shu Yan, what did you say to Nan Huai?"

Shu Yan shook his head, "My mother was also in the main hall at that time. Could it be that she only saw the articles written by the second young master and didn't hear what others said? No wonder, even a talented and knowledgeable person like my uncle said very good articles. He must be really good. Okay. You are the biological mother of the second son, so you must be proud, so how can you hear other voices."

"you!"

Mrs. Liang was so angry that her fingertips trembled.

"Come here, hold her down!"

Shu Yan's eyes sharpened, "Father is still at home. Mother, are you afraid that he will know about this lynching?"

Mrs. Liang sneered, "So what if you know? Yesterday I heard that the Marquis punished your family, but today you are standing here perfectly fine. It must be because the servants were lazy and didn't hit you at all. In that case, I'll hit you myself."

As he said this, someone took a vine whip and handed it to Liang. Madam Liang swung it in the air, and the vine whip hit Shu Yan's face.

Shu Yan did not dodge, until the cane whip was almost reaching his face, he suddenly took action. However, in the blink of an eye, the cane whip that was held tightly in Liang's hand just now was already in Shu Yan's hand.

Snapped!
Following Liang's ghostly scream, the whip hit Liang's shoulder hard, and a trace of blood suddenly appeared on his clothes.

"You think He Chenzhi couldn't get out of bed after being beaten, but I'm just standing here, and you feel resentful in your heart?"

Snapped!
Another hit, which almost knocked Liang's breath away.

"He Zhenzhi deserves to be punished by the family law. He is weak and can't resist, but I can bear it with my rough skin and thick flesh. Are you jealous of this? The mistress of the house does not distinguish between right and wrong. With this kind of tolerance, Outsiders should not laugh to death if they know it.”

Bang bang, two more times, one on the leg and one on the waist, each time leaving bloody marks on Ms. Liang's body.

Mrs. Liang was in so much pain that she couldn't even shed tears or scream. None of the servants dared to come forward. They all hid far away, for fear that the young lady's madness would affect them.

(End of this chapter)