Jiao Luan

Chapter 427
Han Zhi walked forward without saying a word, Tao Yueran chased after him, grabbed him and said, "Cousin Zhi, calm down."

Han Zhi paused, his expression blank: "I'm very calm, I'm just going to see what's going on, I can't let these people pour dirty water on my wife."

"Cousin Zhi——" Tao Yueran hesitated to speak, and said ruthlessly, "What those people said is true, in fact, I also saw that book in Huicheng by chance..."

"What book?" Han Zhi interrupted Tao Yueran, "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing, I'm going to have a look!"

He shook off Tao Yueran's hand and strode forward. Tao Yueran looked at the strong back in front of him, sighed secretly, worried about Tao's body, and hurriedly followed.

There are already many wives taking their daughters to leave in a hurry, but before leaving, their eyes will always sweep over the stunned Mrs. Wei Guogong's son, and the excitement that is hard to hide under the calm face is not difficult. Imagine how quickly the scandal exposed at the poetry meeting would spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.

Cheng Yao stood silently, bearing all kinds of gazes like Ling Chi, her head was still dazed.

How could there be such a book?

What ancient books, what relics, those poems obviously did not exist here, how could such a book come out of such a good place?
Someone must have hurt her!

Cheng Yao rolled her eyes, and her gaze finally fell on Cheng Wei who was silently watching the play in the corner, a cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she strode over.

Cheng Wei looked at Cheng Yao who was standing aggressively in front of her, and raised his eyebrows.

At this time, Cheng Yao didn't imitate her aunt and passed out to avoid the scandal, but she still came to trouble her. Is she too strong in her heart, or her hatred for her has surpassed her shame?
Just thinking about it, Cheng Yao has already said, "Cheng Wei, you hurt me on purpose, right?"

As soon as she opened her mouth to cry, she regained her composure, straightened her back and wept silently: "I know, you have been blaming me for the matter of cousin Zhi, but you can trouble me however you like, but you can't hurt me like this. How do you tell me to meet people in the future—”

Although a lot of female guests left, some stayed to watch the excitement. When Cheng Yao cried, everyone immediately pricked up their ears and watched silently.

Han Zhi, who happened to walk up to the screen, paused and hurried over.

"Xiao'er—"

Cheng Yao's sobs stopped, and seeing that it was Han Zhi, tears fell from the corners of her eyes: "My lord, I... I have caused you trouble again..."

When Han Zhi saw her like this, he subconsciously found a reason.

Cousin Yao showed extraordinary talent when she was very young. Maybe it was the poems she wrote in her boudoir, and it may not be that Cousin Wei secretly compiled them into a book after seeing her...

"Micro-cousin—"

With a loud sound, Cheng Wei slapped the teacup on the table and stood up.

She is tall and tall, she was half a head taller than Cheng Yao when she stood up, suddenly she looked condescending, without even looking at Han Zhi, she stared at Cheng Yao and asked, "Who are you?"

Cheng Yao was taken aback by the question.

Cheng Wei sneered: "The second concubine girl from Huairenbo's mansion, or a distant cousin girl? You first put yourself in the right place, and then tell me how I hurt you!"

"I—" Cheng Yao froze, never expecting Cheng Wei to be so eloquent, pointing out her embarrassing identity in one sentence.

Cheng Wei turned around and walked towards Chi Yilian, nodding and smiling at her: "Miss Chi, can you lend me the book?"

The "Picking up Treasures" was circulated by all the girls, and returned to Chi Yilian's hands.

Chi Yilian handed the book over, and said with a smile: "Be more careful, I cherish this book very much, just now it was taken by Mrs. Wei Guogong to beat people, and my heart hurts to death."

"Miss Chi, don't worry, I will take good care of it and never hit anyone with it."

Cheng Wei took the book and fell on the date of completion at a glance. Looking at Han Zhi and his wife, he sneered: "Cousin, cousin, you should check the date of completion before talking. Taiping was 18 years old, and I was only seven years old at that time." , please tell me, how did I harm others? Did I collect my cousin’s masterpieces and compile this book when I was seven years old, or is my nine-year-old cousin already such a poetic fairy who has never been seen before or since? "

Han Zhi was left speechless by the question, his face was ashen, Cheng Yao was dying: "The date of this book, who can guarantee that it will be at that time—"

A chuckle sounded, and Chi Yilian stood up.

She is petite and looks very timid, but her expression is calm and playful, playing with the ends of her hair hanging on her chest and saying: "Well, I can talk about it. When I got this book just now, I felt as if I was It is a treasure, I asked a famous local gentleman in Lingxi to appraise it, and this paper is undoubtedly from many years ago."

She glanced at Cheng Wei and Cheng Yao as she spoke, and said with a smile: "I don't know about your grievances. But Lingxi is thousands of miles away from the capital, and I got this book in Lingxi."

These words are tantamount to telling everyone that, let alone a seven-year-old girl, even the current Cheng Wei, it is unimaginable that such a book can be compiled and sold thousands of miles away.

"This is impossible, this is impossible..." Cheng Yao seemed to have been greatly shocked, and kept shaking her head.

Han Zhi stood on the spot with a numb expression.

Cheng Wei glanced at him sideways, and said calmly: "Big cousin, my aunt just passed out, I think it's more important to go see her first."

Han Zhi came back to his senses, nodded indiscriminately, and walked away.

"My son—" Cheng Ya subconsciously grabbed Han Zhi's sleeve.

Han Zhi turned his head and looked at Cheng Yao with complicated eyes. He closed his eyes before opening them, and sighed, "I'll go see my mother first."

After finishing speaking, he bit by bit broke away Cheng Yao's fingers that were holding onto his sleeve, and left without looking back.

The excitement was over, and the people who stayed left one after another with contempt for the wife of the Duke of Wei and full of unfulfilled desires.

Only now did Cheng Wei take a step closer to Cheng Yao, and said in a low voice, "Big Cousin, I have admired your talent since I was a child, but now I realize that you don't understand that 'what belongs to someone else is always what belongs to someone else' can be understood by a three-year-old child." reason."

After she finished speaking, she lifted her foot and left, the bully Rong Xin caught up: "Cheng Wei, wait for me."

Cheng Wei looked at him.

"Where are you going?"

Cheng Wei's attitude was indifferent: "Go and see my eldest aunt."

Rong Xin didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "I'll go with you."

Cheng Wei was noncommittal, turned around and left, and when he reached the door of the house, he heard the sound of a cup falling to the ground, followed by Tao Shi's exasperated voice: "You scoundrel, you still have the face to see me, if it wasn't for you, that How can a lowly child enter the gate of the Duke's Mansion?"

"Mother, listen to me—"

"Get out, get out of here, I don't want to see you—"

Tao Yueran persuaded: "Cousin, my aunt is too emotional, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it, you can go out for now, wait until she calms down."

Han Zhi was pushed out by Tao Yueran in a daze, and he saw Cheng Wei at a glance.

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