This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 121: Helping Miss Jia Er to tell her fortune, Liu Chu was insulted when he first saw the Marquis's mansion

Marquis's Mansion, pavilion in the backyard.

After sitting down, Jia Yingchun felt a little shy, nervous and confused.

What did the boy have to say to her?
Is this the thing that Daddy told her after coming back from Jinshan Temple last time?
Thinking of this, her cheeks became even hotter.

Luo Zijun paused, then suddenly looked to the side and said, "Zhiyuan, go somewhere else first. I have something to say to Miss Yingchun alone."

Zhi Yuan was startled when she heard this, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Don't worry, sir, I can swear that I will not tell anyone what you said today, not even the Third Miss."

She glanced away and whispered, "If I leave, only the young master and Miss Jia will be left here. Now there are many people looking at this place, I am afraid..."

Luo Zijun then remembered that she had just been thinking about something and forgot about the difference between men and women, and was caught in an awkward situation.

In this era, it is indeed not a good idea for a single man and a single woman to be in the same pavilion.

What's more, the person in front of him is the second young lady of the Jia family, and there are so many spectators in the surrounding gardens.

If there was a maid accompanying her, it would be fine.

Otherwise, there will be no way to defend yourself when the time comes.

"Zhiyuan, you reminded me. I was presumptuous."

He quickly apologized to the girl sitting opposite him: "Miss Yingchun, I didn't mean any other thing. I just didn't think about it. I hope you don't mind it."

Jia Yingchun lowered her head and said with a red face, "No, it's okay."

Luo Zijun did not hesitate any longer, looking at the girl in front of him and said: "Miss Yingchun, when I was a child, I met a strange man who taught me some fortune-telling knowledge. When I first saw the girl, I felt..."

Jia Yingchun quickly raised her head and asked timidly, "How do you feel?"

Luo Zijun looked at her timid eyes and said, "I feel that your future fate is not very good. To be honest, you may not live past the age of seventeen."

He remembered very clearly that when Jia Yingchun was tortured to death by Sun Shaozu, she was only in her prime, only sixteen or seventeen years old.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhiyuan's expression changed slightly.

She wanted to remind the young master not to talk nonsense, because if someone heard it, he would be in big trouble.

People would say that the young master cursed the second young lady of the Jia family.

But looking at her master's solemn expression, she endured it and did not dare to speak. She could only raise her head and look around, hoping that no one would hear her.

Jia Yingchun was startled when she heard this, and blinked in confusion: "Why?"

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment, then said, "Since it is fortune-telling, it is naturally based on some circumstances and guesswork."

In order to make his words more convincing, he continued, "The girl looks gentle and kind, but she is too cowardly and timid. She dares not argue when something happens, and can only endure it silently. Even if the maids and servants bully you, you can't bear to teach them a lesson. When getting along with others, even if the other party is wrong, you can't bear to point it out, for fear of hurting others and afraid that others will quarrel with you. When something happens, you always swallow your anger, dare not speak out, dare not ask for help, and every time you hide by yourself, cry quietly, and you will be fine after a few days. Repeatedly like this, you are getting more and more timid, and more and more people dare to bully you..."

After hearing what he said, Jia Yingchun's eyes suddenly widened.

Luo Zijun said: "If the young lady feels that I am asking Miss Qingtong for information, then go ahead and ask."

Zhiyuan, who was standing by, said quickly, "I can testify that my young lady has never told you about Miss Yingchun. Even my young lady doesn't know about this."

Luo Zijun continued, "People around you must have often stolen your jewelry and your money. Even if you knew, you didn't dare to say it out loud, fearing that they would be punished. Your father lost something and thought that you and your maid stole it. He misunderstood you, and you didn't dare to defend yourself. Your father beat the maid and drove her out of the house, and you just cried and didn't dare to say anything, nor did you dare to plead for the maid..."

He did not continue.

Because the girl in front of him had begun to tremble all over, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at him in disbelief with her eyes wide open.

The kite standing by also had an incredible expression on his face.

Luo Zijun said: "Miss Yingchun, this is all I can think of for now. Also, your future fate is actually your marriage, and I think it may not be very good."

"Marriage...marriage?"

Jia Yingchun looked at him blankly.

Luo Zijun didn't dare to be too definite, fearing that the story was not what he imagined. After thinking for a while, he said, "Here are two poems for you, young lady. I hope you can remember them."

Jia Yingchun nodded and listened attentively.

Luo Zijun glanced at her and recited the first poem first.

"You are a wolf from Zhongshan. You will become arrogant when you succeed. You are a beautiful girl in a golden house, but you will die in a year."

Jia Yingchun's eyes trembled. She memorized the last two lines carefully in her heart, muttering: "She was as beautiful as a flower in a golden boudoir, but she died in a year..."

Luo Zijun sighed secretly in her heart. She had been married for only one year and then she was beaten and abused to death. It was truly a lifelong dream.

He recited the second one.

"Seeing the cold moonlight shining on my weeping face,

The branches and leaves have all withered, leaving only a barren mountain.

I can't bear to look back, where are the people?
The dream of marriage is in vain and the soul is gone. "

Jia Yingchun was in a daze, still mumbling the last words: "The dream of marriage is in vain, the soul is still..."

Luo Zijun didn't explain further.

After hesitating for a while, he still advised: "Young lady, if you encounter unfair things in the future, you can argue with reason. If that doesn't work, go to the old lady and cry. Blindly swallowing your anger and giving in will only hurt yourself. Don't be afraid of being embarrassed, and don't be afraid that others will think that your throwing a tantrum will damage your image. For things like lifelong events, young ladies must never give in, and must never let others control them. You must fight, even with your life."

When Jia Yingchun heard that he spoke sincerely and his face was full of sincerity and concern, a warm feeling suddenly surged in her heart. Her eyes turned red and her eyes were blurred with tears.

In that huge mansion, who had ever said these words to her with sincerity?

"Thank you...thank you, Master Luo. Yingchun...Yingchun knows."

She lowered her head, her heart beating fast, and suddenly she developed an inexplicable dependence and trust in the young man in front of her.

Luo Zijun suddenly asked again: "By the way, Miss Yingchun, has Master Jia Rong of your Ningguo Mansion married yet?"

Jia Yingchun was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "No."

Luo Zijun thought to himself: Sure enough, some things here have changed.

"Is he engaged?"

he asked again.

Jia Yingchun shook her head again: "No."

Although she was puzzled as to why the young man in front of her asked this question, she was too timid to ask. She thought to herself: If he wants to say it, he will say it himself. If he doesn't want to say it, he will be embarrassed if I ask.

Luo Zijun nodded. Seeing that she didn't ask, he didn't need to explain anything. He paused and said, "I hope you won't tell anyone about what I said to you today when you go back."

Jia Yingchun said quickly: "Don't worry, Master Luo, I...I won't tell anyone."

Luo Zijun thought for a moment, and thought that the girl was called "wooden" and stupid, and was afraid that she would not be able to decipher the two poems, so she could only say: "Those two poems can be told to others, just say that you heard them outside... Forget it, Miss Tanchun and your maids and nannies all know that you went out to see me, and it is not easy to hide this matter. Miss, just say that these two poems were made by me casually, and don't say anything else."

Jia Yingchun nodded obediently and whispered, "I will only tell this to one person and not to others."

Luo Zijun was curious: "Who do you want to tell this to, girl?"

Jia Yingchun showed a gentle smile in her eyes and whispered: "My cousin, Daiyu, she...she is a very nice person, and she knows all kinds of poetry, which is amazing."

Luo Zijun was stunned. Lin Daiyu?
If it were Miss Lin, she should be able to understand these two poems.

Indeed, Miss Lin was very kind to the second young lady. She once helped her teach the servants a lesson and encouraged her to stand up for herself.

Luo Zijun nodded: "Okay."

Jia Yingchun looked at him again, bit her lip, mustered up her courage, and whispered, "Master Luo, why...why are you so nice to me?"

The two of them had only met twice, but this time when they met, he said so many heartfelt words to her, so she was naturally moved and confused.

Luo Zijun paused for a moment after hearing this. Before she could answer, she waved her hand and said, "Mr. Luo, don't say anything. I... I won't ask anymore."

She was still afraid of making things difficult for the other party.

Luo Zijun could only say: "I think the girl is a good person, and good people should be rewarded. Since I have seen that the girl is destined to have a disaster, I naturally have to boldly tell her. I just hope that the girl will not think that I am rash and abrupt."

Jia Yingchun looked at him sincerely and said, "Mr. Luo is so frank and caring about me. I am grateful to him. How could I think he was rude and abrupt? Besides, he is a good man, and good people will be rewarded."

Luo Zijun nodded: "Well, good people will definitely be rewarded."

He sighed secretly in his heart, hoping that the tragedy of the Twelve Golden Hairpins in Dream of Red Mansions would never happen again in this world.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he should do something?
That soul went to another world and came back with the mission of saving the White Snake and avoiding tragedy, and he has been working hard ever since.

Now, so many tragedies are suddenly appearing before our eyes.

Was it a coincidence, or did the Lord of the Moon Palace want him to do something?

No tasks appear.

He doesn't have to worry about it at all.

But if he could prevent these tragedies, why not help?

He had already decided to help his childhood sweetheart Qin Keqing, and now, he had reminded the second young lady of the Jia family, which meant that he had already begun to take action to prevent these tragedies.

As for everyone else?

If he meets someone and has the ability, he can help.

If there were no tragedies in this world, or if there were fewer tragedies, even if only one could be reduced, it would be wonderful and fulfilling, wouldn’t it?
Good people will definitely be rewarded.

Hope so.

At this time, Jia Tanchun and Bai Qingtong returned with their maids and nanny.

Jia Tanchun glanced at the two people sitting opposite each other in the pavilion in silence, and couldn't help but chuckle and said, "What's wrong? You two don't dare to talk?"

Jia Yingchun stood up quickly, blushing, lowered her head, stole a glance at the boy opposite her, and whispered, "No, I don't dare."

Luo Zijun also stood up and joked, "Miss Yingchun is a little shy, and I am a little shy too, so we will just sit here with our eyes closed, resting our minds and waiting for the two girls to come back."

"Pfft..."

Jia Tanchun and Bai Qingtong couldn't help laughing out loud.

Jia Tanchun looked unconvinced, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Would Mr. Luo be shy? I don't believe it."

Luo Zijun said, "Anyone who has dignity will be shy. Unless you are a shameless person. Miss Tanchun, are you beating around the bush and scolding me?"

Jia Tanchun smiled and said, "I dare not. You are a great talent, and your poetry is unparalleled. If you get angry and write a poem to slander me, I will be remembered in history and scolded every day."

Luo Zijun said, "Miss Tanchun thinks too highly of me. In the Begonia Poetry Collection, Miss Tanchun's poems are the most talented and unparalleled in the world. My poems pale in comparison to Miss Tanchun's, like fireflies against the bright moon."

The two of them praised each other like this, making Bai Qingtong laugh.

Jia Yingchun, who was standing next to her, also covered her mouth and laughed.

Jia Tanchun's eyes lit up and she asked, "Mr. Luo, have you read the Begonia Poetry Collection? Which volume? Have you seen your three poems?"

Luo Zijun nodded: "I see."

Jia Tanchun immediately asked, "Mr. Taohua, would you be willing to join our Begonia Poetry Society?"

Jia Yingchun, who was standing next to him, finally reacted and asked in surprise, "Tanchun, that... that Mr. Taohua is... Mr. Luo?"

Jia Tanchun turned around and looked at her with a smile, "Yes, it's him. I forgot to tell you. How is it? Do you think Mr. Luo is more talented now?"

Seeing her ambiguous eyes, Jia Yingchun knew what she was teasing. Her cheeks turned red, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Jia Tanchun stopped teasing her and looked at the young man in front of her, saying with a smile: "Mr. Luo, if you join our Begonia Poetry Society, we can split the money from the sale of your books in the future. You only need to write two poems a month. Even if you can't write them, it doesn't matter. There is no compulsion."

Luo Zijun bowed and said, "Thank you Miss Tanchun for your kindness, but I don't really like writing poetry or lyrics, nor am I used to joining any poetry clubs or anything like that."

Seeing that he refused, Jia Tanchun did not force him and said with a smile, "When will Mr. Luo change his mind? You can tell me anything."

At this time, someone was calling their names again.

Jia Tanchun said goodbye with a smile: "Master Luo, someone in our Rongguo Mansion will have a birthday in a while, and we will invite you and Qingtong to go together. I hope you can do me the honor then."

After saying this, she left with Yingchun and a group of maids and nannies.

Bai Qingtong also said goodbye, "Sir, please rest here first. A maid will come to take you to the banquet later. Qingtong still needs to meet other guests, so I will not accompany you any more."

Luo Zijun said: "Miss Third, you are welcome. Go now."

Bai Qingtong smiled and left with the maid and nanny.

The pavilion suddenly became quiet.

Luo Zijun was watching the backs of a group of people leaving. While thinking about something, Zhiyuan beside him whispered, "Sir, I see that Miss Tanchun seems to be trying to match you up with Miss Yingchun."

Luo Zijun drank a cup of tea and asked, "Do you think that I am suitable for Miss Yingchun in my current situation?"

Zhiyuan paused for a moment and said, "It's indeed a little inappropriate."

Luo Zijun said, "I am now penniless and don't even have my own house, how can I dare to marry someone who is rich and powerful? The reason why the master of the Jia family disregarded other people's eyes and arranged a marriage for his daughter's face and happiness at will is not because I am so outstanding, but because he has other purposes. Naturally, I will not agree."

Zhiyuan said: "But, Miss Tanchun seems to be..."

Luo Zijun pondered for a moment and said, "I guess Miss Tanchun has also figured out that the master of the Jia family does not treat Miss Yingchun as his own daughter and will sell her off at any time. Instead of selling her to some bad people, why not sell her to me?"

Zhiyuan looked at him and said, "But I just saw that Miss Yingchun seems to have some feelings for you. I think Miss Tanchun should have seen it too, so she wants to help Miss Yingchun."

Luo Zijun glanced at the figure in the distance and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I have no plans to get married right now. Even if I want to get married... I will definitely not look for a girl from the Jia family."

Zhiyuan was a little puzzled: "Why? The Jia family is a noble family with meritorious service, and now the eldest daughter of the Jia family has become a royal concubine."

Luo Zijun did not answer, but said: "After dinner, we will go back early."

Zhiyuan said: "Well, I'll listen to you, Master."

The sun sets quickly.

Before the night fell completely, colorful lanterns had been hung in the mansion, illuminating the entire residence with splendor.

The dinner finally began.

Luo Zijun and Zhiyuan, led by a maid, went to the front yard and sat down at a table.

At this time, several young men and women in Confucian robes were brought over by maids.

When the two sides met, they bowed to each other and greeted each other.

"So it's Mr. Luo, where is he now?"

Several young men and women sat down, and one of them, a young man with shiny hair, asked with a smile.

Luo Zijun said: "Now I am a teacher in Anguo Mansion."

"Anguo Mansion?"

When these words were spoken, everyone else was stunned, and then they all spoke with smiles on their faces.

"It's not easy to be a teacher in Anguo Mansion."

"Mr. Luo is so young, haven't you entered a college to study? Have you ever thought about taking the imperial examination?"

"Studying in West Lake Academy in the outer city? Tsk tsk, West Lake Academy is the best academy in the outer city, not bad, not bad."

"We are all studying at the Dawn Academy in the inner city. If you have time, Brother Luo, you can go and have a look. Our academy is open to anyone, even those who are not scholars."

These young students are all quite enthusiastic.

Luo Zijun also responded politely.

At this time, someone came out of the house, stood in the corridor and gave a speech, saying some words of thanks.

At the same time, the sound of joyous musical instruments rang out.

The servants began to serve wine and food.

A temporary high platform was built horizontally on the open space in the middle of the yard, and singing and dancing performances began on the stage, which could be seen by the guests inside and outside the house.

After the singing and dancing performance, several actors with heavy makeup came on stage and began to sing.

The first play was "A Trip to the Southland". Many guests watched it and applauded.

After the two plays were finished, when the party was drinking and lively, Marquis Bowang and his wife, with their daughter, walked onto the stage and personally thanked all the guests.

Then, the daughter of the Marquis's family, today's birthday girl, stepped out gracefully, spoke in person with a smile on her face, expressing her gratitude, thanks, etc.

The guests inside and outside the room all stood up and applauded and cheered.

Finally, Wan Qian Zi suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, I have invited a good friend today. I believe many of the guests present know her or have heard of her. She is not only my good friend, but also a very famous Guqin master in Lin'an City. In order to thank all the distinguished guests for coming to my house for the banquet today and to congratulate me on my birthday, she is willing to go on stage and play a song for everyone later."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was speculating.

"Guqin master? We all know him?"

"Since she is Miss Wan's good friend, she should be a woman."

"Could it be..."

Wan Qianzi didn't keep the secret any longer and said with a smile, "Her name is Liu Chujian, and she is the daughter of Minister Liu. At the palace banquet, the Queen Mother specifically invited her to play the zither. I'm sure everyone has heard of her zither skills."

When everyone heard this, they immediately remembered who it was.

"So she is the daughter of Minister Liu. At the banquet in the palace, the Queen Mother personally invited her to speak. I heard that she is very fond of her."

"Hasn't Minister Liu already..."

"He was released some time ago, and I heard he has returned to the Liu Mansion... But I heard his family owes a lot of foreign debts..."

"No wonder. A few days ago, I went to the Guanyang Marquis's house for a banquet and this Miss Liu was also there playing the zither. I heard that she was doing it to make money..."

"This Miss Liu's piano skills are indeed good. I have heard people talk about her."

"You don't know, when the Liu Mansion was confiscated, this Miss Liu seemed to have fallen into prostitution. I heard that she was in a brothel in the outer city..."

Inside and outside the house, people were talking in low voices.

Luo Zijun sat in the courtyard, listening to the discussions of the people around him, his eyes fixed on the stage, with no other expression visible on his face.

The young students at the table were also discussing quietly.

"I've also heard that after Miss Liu's house was confiscated, she went to a brothel in the outer city. Tsk tsk, I heard that she was very famous in the brothel. Many customers who entered the brothel would first look for her..."

"I heard that she went to the brothel just to play the piano and perform for money..."

"Haha, how is that possible? Once you go in there, there's no way you can keep your innocence. When her house was raided, she couldn't even afford to eat. Now that she's in there, why would she care about her innocence? I guess there must be hundreds, if not thousands, of people serving her."

"Tsk tsk, I also heard about it in the inner city, but it's a pity that I didn't go for a visit. She is the daughter of the official family of the Minister. She was so proud and noble in the mansion. I guess if she went there... hehe, just thinking about it... ah!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the stool under the buttocks of the thin young man who was speaking with a lewd look on his face suddenly collapsed with a "click", and then he fell to the ground.

The people nearby were stunned and were about to burst into laughter when they saw him suddenly scream, jumped up from the ground, and reached behind his butt, and found a sharp chopstick stuck in it.

"what--"

He suddenly let out a terrified and shrill howl, jumping on the spot while covering his butt and screaming with his mouth wide open.

The other guests around were all startled.

The servants and maids of the Marquis' Mansion hurried over to check the situation.

"My ass! My ass..."

With this howl, the voice that was speaking on the stage also stopped.

Wan Qian Zi frowned.

"That person's butt looks like it has been stabbed with chopsticks..."

When the other guests around saw this scene, they immediately broke out in cold sweats.

"Take him out! Take him out now!"

Upon seeing this, the housekeeper of the Marquis' Mansion hurriedly ordered the guards and servants in the mansion to carry the jumping and howling young man out.

Seeing this, several other students quickly put down their chopsticks and followed him out.

As the shouting quickly faded away, the yard quieted down for a moment, then became lively again.

"It's just a little accident, don't worry."

Marquis Bowang said on the stage with a smile on his face.

The guests stopped talking and looked towards the stage.

Wan Qian Zi smiled again and continued, "I don't need to tell you about Chu Jian's piano skills. You have all heard of them. Now, let's invite her to the stage and play a song for everyone. Please applaud her!"

After saying that, she was the first to applaud.

The people in the audience also clapped enthusiastically, but many people looked at them with disdain or expressions of watching the fun.

As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

Many people were discussing what happened to Miss Liu, and the news soon spread inside and outside the house, so everyone's gaze at this moment more or less carried some other meaning.

"First meeting, come up quickly."

Wan Qian Zi smiled towards the backstage and then went over to greet them personally.

A slender figure in a pink dress and a veil, holding a guqin in her arms, walked onto the stage with her head lowered.

When she reached Wan Qianzi, she whispered, "Qianzi, didn't you say you were just playing in the room? How come..."

Wan Qian Zi smiled and said, "It's a great honor to see you. It's so lively tonight. Everyone is here to congratulate me. If you only play in the room, who would know it's you? No one would be satisfied. If you play on this stage, everyone can see you and hear you clearly. It can also add a lot of fun to my birthday party."

Liu Chujian felt the gazes of the audience and lowered his head and said, "I... I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? You know many of them. Even if you don't know them, you've heard of them."

Wan Qian Zi smiled and comforted her. She took the guqin from her arms and placed it on the table that the maid had prepared. Then she went over to hold the chair and said with a smile, "Chu Jian, come and sit down. Everyone is waiting to appreciate your wonderful guqin music."

Seeing that things had come to this, Liu Chujian had no choice but to lower his head and walk away. He first bowed to Yingying in the audience before preparing to sit down and play the piano.

At this time, Wan Qian Zi suddenly pulled her back and said with a smile: "It's our first meeting, you should at least say a few words to everyone. You are my good friend and a master of the guqin, so if you introduce yourself first and say a few words of congratulations to me, I will be very proud."

Liu Chujian hesitated: "This..."

Wan Qianzi suddenly looked at the veil on her face again, and said with a smile on her face: "By the way, you have to take off the veil on your face. There are no outsiders here. They are all relatives and friends of my mansion. You have known many of them before. Why are you wearing a veil? They know who you are."

Liu Chujian's expression changed slightly and he looked at her.

Wan Qian Zi smiled and said, "Chu Jian, why are you looking at me? Take off your veil quickly, walk forward and say a few words to everyone. Everyone is waiting."

Liu Chujian still stood there without moving.

Wan Qian Zi asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Are you shy? Are you embarrassed?"

Then he smiled and said, "You are the daughter of Minister Liu. You played in the palace before. Are you afraid of such a scene? Although your family has some problems and you fell into a brothel, your courage as a daughter should not be lost, right?"

The crowd below the stage, which had been bustling just a moment ago, suddenly fell silent.

Only then did everyone realize that this matter seemed a little complicated.

"Qian Zi..."

At this time, Wan Zhuo, Marquis of Bowang, frowned and was about to reprimand.

Wan Qianzi smiled at him and said, "Dad, it's okay. Chu Jian is my good friend and won't be angry. I didn't say anything nonsense. Aren't what I said true? I'm just advising Chu Jian not to think too much and not to be afraid. Even if something happened to her family and she ended up in a brothel, no one would care. After all, it's not her fault. She's just a poor little girl who has no choice. I also want everyone to pay more attention to her. When she wants to play the zither to make money in the future, everyone will think of her first."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole yard fell silent.

The girl standing in front of her didn't say a word. She walked over silently, picked up her piano, and was about to leave.

Wan Qianzi suddenly grabbed her, then stopped in front of her, smiling and said, "Chu Jian, what are you doing? Didn't you say you would play the zither for me to celebrate? We are friends, you are not going to break your promise, are you?"

Tears suddenly welled up in Liu Chujian's eyes, but he said in a calm and cold tone: "We are not friends."

"not friend?"

Wan Qian Zi suddenly smiled and said, "We were friends before, how come we are not friends now? But it doesn't matter, if we are not friends anymore, I won't force it. However, since you are here tonight and I have already told everyone, you must sit down and play the piano for everyone. Don't worry, I will give you double, no, triple the reward you would get for playing the piano elsewhere tonight."

Liu Chujian looked at her again with tears in his eyes, and was about to walk around her and leave.

Wan Qian Zi still moved her feet, stopped in front of her, and said with a smile: "I said, you must sit down and play the piano for everyone tonight. I, Wan Qian Zi, am a man of my word. Since I have just said it in public, I will definitely keep my word. Liu Chujian, you want to give up on yourself, degenerate, and become a person who loses your promise, but I don't want that. After all, I am still the daughter of the Marquisate."

"Put my young lady down! Don't bully my young lady!"

Suddenly, a little maidservant in the audience burst into tears and tried to rush forward, but was held down by several maids and her mouth was stuffed.

Wan Qian Zi smiled and ordered the maids, "Drag her to the back and slap her in the face until Miss Chu Jian finishes playing the piano for everyone."

"Yes, miss!"

The maids agreed and were about to drag the little maid away when Liu Chujian suddenly said, "Let her go. I...I will play the piano."

Wan Qian Zi smiled and said, "Take off the veil on your face first, then walk to the front and say a few words to everyone."

Liu Chujian was silent for a moment, raised her hand, and prepared to take off the veil on her face.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the audience: "Miss Chu Jian, if a mad dog barks at you, it is useless to be tolerant. You should raise your fist and smash its mouth hard."

When these words were spoken, everyone looked at them in shock.

Liu Chujian was also shocked and turned around.

A figure suddenly walked onto the stage and continued, "This is the Marquis' Mansion. The guests tonight are all important figures in the court. They are all watching with wide eyes. Can that mad dog really dare to bite you?"

A young man in a Confucian robe walked up to her and held her cold and trembling little hand.

The smile finally disappeared from Wan Qian Zi's face, and he said coldly, "Who are you?"

Luo Zijun looked at her and said, "He is just an insignificant scholar. Miss Wan, you are the daughter of a marquisate, and today is your birthday party. There are so many people watching you, but you are acting like a mad dog that has lost its mind. Don't you think this is embarrassing?"

He looked at the Marquis of Bowang and his wife again: "My Lord, don't you feel ashamed?"

Wan Zhuo, Marquis of Bowang, looked at him gloomily without saying anything.

There was silence for a moment.

Luo Zijun looked at the girl beside him and said softly, "Let's go home."

He held the girl beside him with one hand and held her guqin with the other, and walked towards the stage.

Liu Chujian's eyes were suddenly filled with tears, and she looked at him with tearful eyes.

At this moment, Wan Qian Zi suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Who allowed you to leave? Come here! Stop them!"

The guards and maids immediately stopped them on the stage.

Luo Zijun stopped, turned around and looked at her and said, "Why, Miss Wan, you can only enter the mansion but not leave? Even in the palace, as long as you don't commit a crime, you can come out. Is your mansion more powerful than the palace? Are you, the daughter of the mansion, more powerful and domineering than the king and the queen mother?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

Wan Qianzi gritted her teeth and was about to speak, but Luo Zijun looked at the man and woman behind her and said, "Miss Wan is young and doesn't understand the laws of our Daliang King, so that's fine, but don't the Marquis and his wife understand it either? There should be many distinguished guests here tonight, and they all have the right to make a report to the King, right?"

"you……"

Wan Qianzi was about to speak when the man behind her suddenly shouted angrily, "Qian Zi, shut up!"

Then, Wan Zhuo looked at the young man in front of him with a gloomy face and asked, "Who are you following?"

The audience was quiet for a moment.

Everyone saw the anger and hatred hidden in the marquis's eyes, and they all remained silent.

But at this moment, two voices suddenly sounded in the corridor at the same time: "Mr. Luo followed me."

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look.

Wan Zhuo also looked over and his pupils shrank immediately.

Bai Qingtong and Jia Tanchun walked out from under the eaves together.

Bai Qingtong came closer and bowed to the stage, saying, "Uncle Wan, he is Qingtong's friend and teacher. He now lives in Anguo Mansion."

Jia Tanchun also bowed and said, "Uncle Wan, he is also Tanchun's friend, and the son-in-law that my uncle has set his eyes on."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Living in Anguo Mansion, a friend and teacher of the daughter of the Bai family? A friend of the young lady of the Jia family? The son-in-law that the eldest master of the Jia family has his eyes on?
Any one of these cannot be underestimated, let alone four of them!
Wan Qianzi's expression also changed. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

The muscles at the corners of Wan Zhuo's eyes twitched a few times, and the expression in his eyes changed. He said, "My two nieces, I don't think I have seen this Mr. Luo."

Bai Qingtong said: "Today is Qianzi's birthday party, so Qingtong feels that there is no need to introduce him."

Then he continued, "Uncle Wan, what Qian Zi did tonight was indeed a bit excessive. You shouldn't have known about this beforehand, right?"

The muscles at the corners of Wan Zhuo's eyes twitched a few more times, and he suddenly sighed, smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I don't know. If I knew, how could I allow her to be so rude."

Bai Qingtong didn't say anything else.

Some things don't need to be said, everyone knows it.

Wan Zhuo suddenly looked at the guards and maids below the stage and shouted, "Everyone, step back!"

The guards and maids immediately stepped back.

"Dad, he just scolded me! I..."

Wan Qianzi was unwilling and was about to say something when Wan Zhuo suddenly turned around and slapped her hard in the face with a "slap".

Wan Qian Zi's head shook and he fell to the ground.

Her mother stood by and stretched out her hand but did not dare to help.

Wan Zhuo looked at his daughter fiercely and said, "If you dare to say another word, I'll smash your mouth!"

Wan Qianzi lay on the ground, covering the corner of his mouth which was bleeding. His face suddenly turned pale and he dared not say a word.

Wan Zhuo bowed to the audience and sighed, "I am a bad father to my daughter. I have made a fool of myself in front of everyone today. Sigh..."

The guests looked at each other, then hurried forward to persuade them.

"Your Highness is still young, she will be fine when she grows up..."

"My Lord, don't blame yourself too much. I will teach you more in the future..."

Luo Zijun glanced at the faces of these people, silently took the hand of the girl beside him, walked down the stage, and handed the guqin in his arms to Bi'er who was wiping her tears in the audience.

The three of them walked out of the yard together.

The others seemed not to see him, but they all seemed to be secretly watching them.

Wan Zhuo also took a look, but did not say anything. He just said to Bai Qingtong and Jia Tanchun, "My two nieces, please come in and have dinner. I will personally come over to apologize to you later."

"Uncle Wan, you are too serious. There is no need to apologize for this. Today is Qian Zi's birthday party. Let's just laugh it off."

Bai Qingtong said with a smile on her face.

Wan Qian Zi, who was lying on the stage, had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth as he looked at the three figures that walked out of the door.

Outside the gate.

As soon as he left the house, Liu Chujian's body softened and he fell into Luo Zijun's arms.

Luo Zijun quickly picked up her delicate body and walked out of the alley.

Bi'er held the guqin and chased after him, crying, "Miss, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

Liu Chujian lay in the boy's arms, tears in her eyes. She raised her beautiful and pale face, looked at the handsome face in front of her with tearful eyes, and said softly: "I'm fine... just, just tired..."

At this moment, she no longer had any scruples and hugged the boy in front of her tightly with her arms, never wanting to let go.

(End of this chapter)