When Tang Yaoyao walked into Zhong Yi's study, she suddenly stopped as soon as she stepped through the door.
She looked at the messy study room, with books scattered everywhere, and finally looked at Zhong Yi behind the desk, and asked in great surprise: "What are you doing?"
If she hadn't seen Zhong Yi in the study, she would have thought she was in the wrong place.
The talented girl Zhong Da is famous for her love of tidiness. Her things are always arranged neatly. How could she make her study so messy?
"How could it be..." Zhong Yi put down the poem book in his hand, with a look of disbelief on his face, and murmured: "Did he really write it?"
Tang Yaoyao picked up a book at his feet, put it on the table, and frowned: "What are you mumbling about?"
"The mountains in the east of E'E are high, and their beauty reaches the blue sky. The empty space in the middle of the rock is so lonely and mysterious... The general's house will be in this space for the rest of his life..." Zhong Yi raised his head and looked at Tang Yaoyao, and suddenly asked: "
Yaoyao, have you heard this poem?"
Tang Yaoyao looked at her and stretched out his palm to cover her forehead.
"It's not hot..." She murmured, looked at Zhong Yi, and asked: "How can I know a poem that even a talented woman like you, Zhong Yi, has never heard of? Do you think I am someone who knows it?"
Zhong Yi shook her head. She just asked casually and didn't expect her to give any answer.
What she was sure of was that this poem was not written by Xie Daoyun.
Although Xie Daoyun is famous throughout the ages and has been hailed as the most talented woman throughout the ages, all the poems and essays she wrote in her life have been lost, and few poems have been handed down. Only a few words about her can be found in the classics describing the time.
Since Xie Daoyun did not write "Taishan Ode", who wrote the poem he recited last night?
Zhong Yi initially thought that he had suffered a head injury and had memory errors, so he attributed other people's poems to Xie Daoyun's.
But she rummaged through the study today, reading countless books, and could not find the source of the song "Taishan Yin".
This song "Taishan Yin" is majestic, extraordinary in bearing, and extremely masculine in beauty. The wording and sentences also have the legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. It should not be so unknown...
The poem she heard last night was not written by Xie Daoyun and has never been circulated. This is Zhong Yi's self-confidence as a talented woman, and it is also the consensus of the literary world.
It is impossible for poems to be without owners. The only possibility is that this poem was written by him before...
"Hey..." Tang Yaoyao stretched out his palm, waved it in front of her eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with you today? You're so distracted..."
"No, it's nothing..." Zhong Yi shook his head and said.
Although he likes reading, he has never shown any talent. Her evaluation of him has just changed from a nerd to a normal person, but their free conversation last night changed her impression of him again.
He is by no means a nerd, he is talented, but extremely reserved, and what is surprising about what he has shown these days is not just a good poem.
She was really curious, what kind of person was he before?
Of course, this matter cannot be told to Yaoyao. If she knew that his talent was far beyond their imagination, she would feel even more guilty.
"You were hesitant just now..." Tang Yaoyao looked at her with suspicion on his face and said, "Tell me what happened. If you don't tell me, I will take action..."
She put her hand on Zhong Yi's waist. Zhong Yi's face turned red and he hurriedly grabbed her hand and said in a panic: "Let go quickly..."
Tang Yaoyao scratched her itch and said: "Speak quickly, I will let you go..."
"You'd better not listen..."
"no……"
The sounds of laughing and joking in the study gradually died down. At the door, Tang Ning stretched her waist and walked out of the Zhong Mansion.
"Hello, uncle."
"Hello, uncle!"
"My uncle is out again!"
…
Several government officials came towards him and greeted him before walking back to the government office.
After what happened yesterday, the attitude of these government officials towards him has changed a lot. In the past, although they would greet him when they saw him, they could not hide the inexplicable smile on their faces.
This time, Tang Ning didn't go out alone. A young man wearing a police officer's uniform followed him.
After what happened yesterday, Zhong Mingli was worried that the fake god and his accomplices had not surfaced, so he specially sent a government officer to protect him personally, which was regarded as a bodyguard.
Tang Ning only knew that the agent's name was Peng Chen, and he was highly regarded by his father-in-law. He was accompanied by someone. Although he was a little uncomfortable with it, thinking about what happened yesterday, he did not refuse.
Fortunately, Agent Peng was not a talkative person. He followed him a few steps behind and remained silent. Tang Ning asked him a few questions, but he only gave a few symbolic "en"s.
This was exactly what Tang Ning wanted.
The two were wandering along the street. In Zhong Mansion and Zhong Yi's study, Tang Yaoyao was holding a piece of paper in her hand, her expression a little confused.
She looked at Zhong Yi and asked tentatively: "You can't even write such a poem?"
Zhong Yi shook his head.
It's not just that she couldn't write it. If she hadn't been very familiar with Xie Daoyun, judging from the quality of this poem, she wouldn't have been able to write it even if he said yesterday that this poem was really written by the most talented woman of all time.
Suspect.
Tang Yaoyao fell back on the chair. After a long time, she raised her head and looked at Zhong Yi and asked, "Tell me, can I let him hit me too?"
…
In a room somewhere in the Zhong Mansion, Chen Yuxian stood behind Zhong Mingli, gently holding his shoulders.
Zhong Mingli closed his eyes and said: "The murder case and the case in Guojiacun some time ago are over. There will be no major events in a short time. I can finally spend time with my wife at home."
Chen Yuxian poured him a cup of tea and said, "It sounds like the credit belongs to you. You have to thank Ning'er for these two things. If it weren't for him, would you still have the heart to sit here now?"
Zhong Mingli opened his eyes, with an embarrassed expression on his face.
Before this, although he could not be considered disgusted with the unexpected uncle in his family, he could not say he liked him either.
I really like it now.
The case of Zhao Yuanwai's murder was being watched by Governor Dong from behind. Once something went wrong, someone would take advantage of it.
The matter in Guojiacun is even more serious. If it is not dealt with in time and the situation escalates, he will definitely not be able to keep his official title...
All the credit for the successful resolution of these two matters goes to the "nerdy" uncle at home.
From him, Zhong Mingli even saw something worth learning.
He stood up from the chair and said: "There is still a small case. After I handle it, I will come back to accompany my wife."
Chen Yuxian nodded and said, "Come back soon."
Zhong Mingli walked out of the house and went straight to the county jail.
After a while.
A young man in gray knelt in front of Zhong Mingli and said anxiously: "Sir, the villain did not steal anything. The villain was wrongly accused!"
Zhong Mingli asked: "You said that after your shift that night, you went home to sleep?"
The young man nodded and said: "Exactly."
Zhong Mingli asked again: "It was just after the 15th day of the year. The moon must be very bright at night, right?"
The young man nodded and said, "The moon was very bright that night."
Zhong Mingli showed a confident look on his face. Few people would notice the moon in the sky. Next, he only had to conclude that there was no moon that night. How could this person not show his fox tail when he was so panicked?
Just like Tang Ning was in court that day.
"You're talking nonsense!" Thinking of this, he changed his face and said loudly: "It was cloudy that night, and there was obviously no moon. Let's be honest, where were you that night!"
The young man looked at him and said firmly: "Sir, I remember clearly that the moon was very bright that night, and I didn't even light a lantern..."
"What nonsense!"
"Sir, there was really a moon that night. Because the moonlight was very bright, I didn't put up a lantern when I went home..."
"Do you really remember it clearly?"
"It's clear as day!"
"..."
Zhong Mingli looked at him, and the young man met his eyes with an extremely sincere expression.
Zhong Mingli stood up, waved his hand impatiently: "Let's try it another day!"
