For a moment, everyone who saw the painting had thoughts on their faces and discernment in their hearts.

Perhaps it just so happens that Chang Suining is wearing a green skirt today, and the girl in the painting is also in a green skirt, which makes it easier for people to associate the same place. Moreover, the two are indeed somewhat similar, so it is as if the person in front of you is the one in the painting.

What is more worthy of deep thought, or that does not require deep thought at all, is the red beans on the painting...

If this painting is indeed a gift from Mrs. Chang to Na Zhou Ding, it cannot be explained simply by the word "relief"...

How can you be innocent if you personally put the red beans into the painting and presented them to each other?

Listening to the murmur of discussion, Hu Huan subconsciously said: "But... red beans are not only used to symbolize the relationship between men and women. Forget about the distance, Wang Wei used red beans as a symbol of parting sadness and longing for each other.

Isn't this poem a gift to my friend Li Guinian?"

"That's true, but that's because Wang Wei and Li Guinian are both men, so there's no need to explain more." Xi Zhiyuan looked at the girl in the whirlpool and said, "But Mrs. Chang is a woman. The situation is

They are different and cannot be generalized.”

Hu Huan asked anxiously: "What should we do?"

You can't just watch Mrs. Chang being bullied like this!

In his opinion, regardless of whether Mrs. Chang had any feelings for the man surnamed Zhou before, it was all in the past and had never hindered anyone. Furthermore, Mrs. Chang was the one who was almost killed, and now she was about to have to pay compensation.

Going on a famous festival...this is bullying!

Hu Huan knelt down and hurriedly pushed the drunk Cui Lang who was lying on the small table and fell asleep: "Cui Liulangjun, wake up quickly!"

Cui Lang couldn't open his eyes at all. He waved his hands and muttered vaguely: "If you drink any more, you will get drunk. I can't embarrass myself in front of my elder brother..."

Hu Huan sighed anxiously: "How come Mr. Cui Liulang is so drunk at this critical moment?"

Yipot, who was sitting on his knees and serving his husband, also sighed: "Hu Langjun, you don't have to worry about this. After all, even if my husband is not drunk, he can't be of much help."

With Lang Jun's words, he might even cause more trouble.

Hu Huan: "..."

It seems so.

"Don't be anxious yet." Xi Zhiyuan still looked at the girl's figure and said, "No one person can say whether this is true or not. Madam Chang has not spoken yet."

Cui Jing, who had been standing beside Chang Kuo and was responsible for stabilizing Chang Kuo, turned his head slightly, looked across the crowd, and looked calmly at the young man who had come all the way from Dongluo Kingdom.

"The painting is already here...Does Mrs. Chang still want to renounce her relationship with my nephew?" The man raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

"Did I give this painting to Zhou Ding?" Chang Sui Ning asked Xi'er.

Xi'er immediately shook his head: "Of course not! The girl only wanted to help him, so the gift was naturally only a couple of silver coins!"

The girl had no other thoughts about Zhou Ding. The only one who had delusions from beginning to end was himself!

And it’s not out of any pure and holy love between a man and a woman, it’s just a desire to reach the heights of a girl!

It's really unlucky to say that you're already dead, but you still want to get status!

Xi'er reiterated: "This painting was definitely not given to Zhou Ding by the girl!"

"You..." The man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You master and servant are singing together here... and you want to get away with it?"

This is not treating people like fools!

Wei Shuyi made a careful distinction.

It shouldn't be a chorus. He looked at Madam Chang as if she was really unsure - her mind was probably really bad.

The man holding the painting then cried: "...I took this painting today to find the whereabouts of my nephew, but who knew he had committed such a serious crime, and I dare not excuse him.

...But everything I said is true, and this painting is also true. The Chang family is so powerful, how can I bear the crime of slandering the honor of a wife of the Chang family? If I want to survive today, I am afraid I can only ask you to speak for me.

That’s fair!”

Faced with the man's desperate "help", everyone reacted in different ways.

"enough!"

At the same moment, two voices overlapped into one.

Chang Kuo looked at the person who said the same thing at the same time as him——

The literati were all surprised to see that the person who stood up to speak was Tai Fu Chu, who is now the Minister of Rites.

"I wonder whose eyes she offended by her apprenticeship banquet today?" The gray-haired Taifu Chu stepped forward, his thin figure still upright: "If you want to make trouble at the poetry meeting, use the poetry meeting.

The method used to smash it is fair and square! It’s nothing new about women’s reputation, it’s nothing new and it’s really inferior, it’s extremely annoying!”

"Who she associates with in private is her business. It is not the turn of unrelated people to be judged in front of others!" Taifu Chu glanced at the people around him, and his voice was old but still loud and clear: "One is a murderer.

The other person is a person who was almost killed, but he didn’t harm someone’s life, and now he comes to ruin someone’s reputation. What level of hell does this mean he crawled out of?”

He is not a nosy person, but he really can’t stand it anymore!

Lao Qiao and the others are from the same family as this little girl. To avoid being found out about the inappropriateness of his words, it is not appropriate to say more for the time being, but he is not afraid!

It would be best if someone would impeach him for his slip of the tongue tomorrow in the morning court. It would be best if the position of the Minister of Rites becomes obsolete!

Thinking like this, Taifu Chu simply pointed at the man and cursed: "The sinister and ugly look on his face is disgusting, and the smell of old wine on his body is terrible. How can a scholar here act pitiful?"

"..." The man opened his mouth in confusion.

This rotten old man who looks respectable... why is he still attacking him?

It was quiet for a while.

"Brother Jin, hurry up..." The young man named Tan behind the ice basin stabbed his companion beside him.

The companion was puzzled: "What?"

"Write a poem!" The young man surnamed Tan said in a low voice: "It is a rare opportunity for Taifu Chu to make such a wonderful statement. Such poems that express one's ambitions immediately are what Brother Jin is good at. If he produces a good work, he will be popular..."

The companion suddenly realized.

right!

I immediately rushed to find pen and paper.

Looking at the old man who was complaining for him, Chang Sui Ning Wei was in a daze.

Although the teacher is old and often resentful, he is still her teacher and can be regarded as a teacher to everyone in the world.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! During this interval, she asked Xi'er in a low voice: "Where should this painting be?"

There were many people and no chance to elaborate. Xi'er could only speak briefly and concisely, and replied in a voice that could not be lowered: "In the coffin."

"?" Chang Suining: "...is it far?"

Xi'er: "In Bingzhou..."

Chang Suining glanced at Cui Jing subconsciously.

Cui Jing was in charge of the post of governor of Bingzhou. The capital was the upper capital, and Bingzhou, also known as the northern capital, was thousands of miles away from the capital.

If someone were to investigate why this painting appeared here, collect clues, and find witnesses, even if everything went smoothly, it would still take ten days.

Ten days is too long, and the truth after ten days will no longer have much meaning, and no one will even listen to it.

And the painting that was supposed to be in Bingzhou appears here, which is enough to show that this trap against her has been set up for a long time, but it just happened to hit the good opportunity today - since it is a trap, ten days are enough for the rumors to develop to

The most unbearable level.

So, it's too late.

Xi'er had obviously thought of this as well, feeling anxious and uneasy: "Girl..."

She naturally knew all about the origin and ownership of the painting, but her words could not be used as evidence. She did not dare to say anything until the girl opened her mouth.

Chang Suining, who had made up his mind, looked at Master Chu.

"What the Grand Tutor said is true," she said: "The so-called innocence of a woman's reputation should not be left to others to judge. There is no standard for judgment. Even the existence of the word reputation is absurd and decadent."

Mrs. Xie frowned and sneered silently.

What shameless and arrogant words.

Shouldn't it be left to others to judge?

So can she silence the whole world?

In the sight, the young girl's expression was quite calm, and she actually said something shocking: "If Zhou Ding and I once had the so-called love between a man and a woman, there is nothing that cannot be admitted."

She regards her reputation as nothing, and has never thought of erasing or denying everything that belongs to Ah Li.

"But if you don't, then you don't. There's no way I can accept this false reputation."

Ah Li's act of helping out was out of goodwill. Even though the boudoir girl didn't know people well and was deceived by others, she was indeed confused, but this was by no means the reason why Zhou Ding asked her to kill her——

She shouldn't be known as having an affair with a murderer after she was killed. This was a great humiliation for Ah Li.

There was no way she would let Ah Li expose herself to such a fictitious stigma, not even for a moment.

Chang Sui Ning stood in the middle of the second floor surrounded by people and looked around at the people in front of him.

So she couldn't wait for ten days.

She wanted to completely cut off all possibilities of this stigma tonight, here, at this time, in front of everyone.
To be continued...