When Lan Ziyi heard the word "Poetry Society", his stomach immediately refluxed acid, and gastric juice poured up his throat and produced a burning sensation, which distorted his face and forced him to use tea to suppress the nausea.

Lan Ziyi's face changed too much this time, and everyone present saw it. Tao Zhutu secretly used his elbow to move Qiu Wenruo, and Qiu Wenruo pretended to be unconscious and continued to speak to Lan Ziyi:

"Wei Hou, those who achieve great things are not informal. I know that you have complicated feelings about the Poetry Society, but the Poetry Society is there, you can't pretend that it doesn't exist forever, you can't escape. ”

Lan Ziyi used tea to suppress the acid reflux in his stomach and then slowly took a deep breath, after conditioning his breath, Lan Ziyi regained his determination, and he said to Qiu Wenruo:

"What Mr. Wen Ruo said is very true, I really need to face the Poetry Society. It's just that Mr. asked me to leak the conspiracy to the Poetry Society, but I don't understand what the purpose is, doesn't Mr. Wen Ruo know that they are Zhang Mingyue's people? ”

Qiu Wenruo said:

"They can't talk about Zhang Mingyue's people, they are just temporarily attached to Zhang Mingyue. These people in the poetry club are the same as the Tai students in Guozi Prison, they are a group of Qingliu who think highly of themselves, many of them are Tai students themselves, and some of them have loose jobs. Unlike the Tai students, they are more ambitious and powerful, and they are all the children of nobles. The thing that these people desire most in their hearts is to quickly squeeze the old things in power down and do it themselves, if Zhang Mingyue can promise them a future, they will follow Zhang Mingyue, and if someone can give them a real void immediately, they will immediately switch to this side. ”

Lan Ziyi asked thoughtfully:

"So Mr. Wenruo asked me to go and make a promise to them...... A bright future? ”

Qiu Wenruo shook his head and said:

"No, their own Lao Tzu can't give them a future, how can Wei Hou give them a future? Besides, these gentlemen have never looked down on martial artists, how can they deign to settle for the future given by the Marquis of Wei? ”

Lan Ziyi was stung by Qiu Wenruo's words, he remembered all the things that happened to him in the poetry club before, and the disciples in the memories unabashedly showed superior eyes, and now he remembered how Lan Ziyi could endure this shame at that time? Now thinking that Lan Ziyi could only show an embarrassed smile, Tao Zhutu shouted at this time:

"I said, Mr. Wenruo, why are you scholars so troublesome to speak. Since my young master can't get hold of them, why did he reveal our plot to them? Isn't that a paradox? ”

Qiu Xiao said directly to his son's words:

"Wen Ruo said so much in fact, he wanted to tell Wei Hou that Zhang Mingyue couldn't control those members of the Poetry Society, as long as they were given a chance to stand out, those who were bold among them would bet on their lives to fight."

Lan Ziyi somewhat understood what the father and son of the Qiu family meant, and he said:

"So Mr. Wen Ruo wants me to provoke them and make them think that impeaching the crown prince is a good opportunity to ascend to heaven."

Qiu Wenruo nodded to Lan Ziyi when he heard this, while Qiu Xiaozhi added:

"As long as they have a change, whether they actually do it or not, they will be suspected, because they have that ability, so that those three adults can clear the suspicion of the Zhang Bang incident, and they can write to King De to be the emperor's younger brother with peace of mind."

Lan Ziyi touched his chin and smacked his tongue softly, although he was still thinking about the details of this proposal, he had actually agreed to this plan in his heart. At this time, Tao Zhutu interjected:

"Hey, the two gentlemen have been talking for a long time and still haven't cleared our own suspicions."

Qiu Xiao smiled and shook his head at Tao Zhutu and said:

"There is no need for us to clear our suspicions, and even if we are caught by Zhang Mingyue, we don't have to be afraid."

Peach Rabbit Road:

"Sir, I'm afraid you're not harming my young master."

Qiu Wenruo explained for his father:

"The city is full of lists to slander the prince, and it is impossible to do such a big move quietly. Now Zhang Mingyue's eyes have been staring at the outside of our hospital, Wei Hou has not gone out for another month, and he must be suspicious of Wei Hou if something happens. But Wei Hou did this for the palace, with the support of the emperor and the two fathers-in-law, plus the acting prince in the north, who in the world dares to move Wei Hou? At most, you will join me, and I will play you, and it will take some saliva. ”

Qiu Xiao said directly:

"But those three adults are different, Zhang Bang slandered and rebelled, they don't have such a deep background as Wei Hou, if they are involved in Zhang Bang's affairs, they will die."

After the explanation of the father and son of the Qiu family, Tao Zhutu also understood, he nodded and thought about it again, and then he asked:

"The two gentlemen are right, but what should the Marquis of the Poetry Society say to make them move?"

Tao Zhutu's words stabilized the father and son of the enemy family, the father and son changed their eyes, both shook their heads and sighed, and Tao Zhulu asked:

"Why does the gentleman sigh?"

Qiu Xiao replied directly:

"Because I can't think of a good way to make the people in the poetry club listen to Wei Hou's words."

Qiu Wenruo also said:

"In the final analysis, the one who knows the poetry society best among us is Wei Hou, how to say that those people can be moved has to be grasped by Wei Hou himself."

Hearing this, Peach Rabbit said disdainfully:

"Although I don't read much, I also know that Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty killed Chao Cuo, when Chao Cuo caused an accident, he let Emperor Wen go to the top, and finally ended up beheaded, and now the two gentlemen have a bad idea and want my young master to weigh it himself, you are too lacking in morality."

The father and son of the enemy family were counted down by the peach chasing rabbit, and hung their heads in shame, the peach chasing rabbit was reasonable, and his father and son had no excuse to justify. However, Lan Ziyi was not careful, he said generously:

"The third brother has to embarrass the two gentlemen, and the gentleman is also doing his best for me, but he can't do it. I'll want to do the poetry club's affairs. ”

The father and son of the Qiu family were relieved by Lan Ziyi's words, and they came to their senses again, Qiu Wenruo suggested:

"Wei Hou has to choose a good time, it's not good to say too early or too late."

Lan Ziyi nodded, and then he stretched his waist, and at the same time he said to Yueshanjian:

"Yue'er, will you work the matter of submitting an essay in Taixue?"

Moon Mountain snorted coldly:

"If I'm really good at my legs, I should make you a cow and a horse? I'm going to the East Palace, but I'm going to go to the Guozijian? Your brothers are very capable, you let them and me, I won't do this stealing business. ”

Lan Ziyi smiled helplessly, then turned his head and instructed Tao Zhulu:

"Second brother, you need to do this yourself."

Tao Zhulu led the order to hold his fists and should come down, and the moon mountain on the side interjected:

"I said that you old men have been thinking about it for a long time and only come up with a half-method, and it's not a shame. That's it, you don't even think about the day you choose. ”

Tao Zhutu squinted at the moon mountain and said:

"What happened to the day we chose? What's the problem? “

Moon Mountain Road:

"Don't you Tartars really know that the first day of October is the Winter Clothes Festival? The streets are full of people, how do you go out and put up a list? “

Yueshanjian's words reminded everyone, and Qiu Xiaozhi slapped his legs and sighed at this time:

"In the past few days, I have been patronizing and copying, and I have forgotten even the days."

Lan Ziyi also said:

"Usually my dad does all these things, and I really don't remember this day. Well... I'm not afraid of this, burning paper is also burning when it's just dark, and no one is sure to cross the street when I cross the street. “

Peach Road:

"Let's just paint our faces and bodies all over the ghosts, so that even if we are bumped into, we can use Halloween as a cover."