When Tang Xiaoxiao walked into the Zhongyi study, he had just entered the door when his footsteps suddenly stopped.

She looked at the messy study, the books scattered everywhere, and finally looked at Zhong Yi behind the desk, and said in great surprise: "What are you doing?" ”

If she hadn't seen Zhong Yi in the study, she would have even thought she was in the wrong place.

Zhong Dacai is famous for her penchant for being neat and tidy, her things have always been neatly arranged, how could she make such a mess of her study?

"How could it be ......" Zhong Yi put down the book of poems in his hand, his face showed disbelief, and muttered, "Could it really be that he wrote it?" ”

Tang Yaoyao picked up a book under his feet, put it on the table, and frowned: "What are you muttering?" ”

"E'e Dongyue is high, and Xiuji rushes to the sky. The void in the middle of the rock, lonely and secluded...... The deceased will be in Siyu, you can live all your ......" Zhong Yi looked up at Tang Yaoyao, and suddenly asked: "Xiaoxiao, have you ever heard this poem?" ”

Tang Yaoyao looked at her and stretched out his palm to cover her forehead.

"It's not hot......" she muttered, looked at Zhong Yi, and asked, "I will know the poems that you Zhong Dacai has never heard?" Do you think I feel like someone who will know? ”

Zhong Yi shook her head, she also asked casually just now, and she didn't expect her to give any answer.

What she can be sure of is that this poem was not written by Xie Daoyun.

Although Xie Daoyun is famous in ancient and modern times, and is known as the first talented woman in the ages, the poems and essays written in her life have been lost, and few poems have been handed down, and only a few words about her can be found in the classics describing the time.

Since Xie Daoyun did not write "Taishan Yin", who wrote the poem he chanted last night?

Zhong Yi initially thought that his head was injured, and his memory was skewed, and he crowned other people's poems on Xie Daoyun's head.

But she rummaged through the study today, I don't know how many books she read, and she didn't find the source of the song "The Song of Mount Tai".

This song "Taishan Yin" is majestic, extraordinary, very masculine, and in terms of words and sentences, there is a legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties, which should not be so lonely......

The poem she heard last night was not written by Xie Daoyun, and it has never been circulated, which is the self-confidence of being a talented woman, and it is also the consensus of the literary world.

It is impossible for the poem to be ownerless, and the only possibility is that this poem was written by him before......

"Hey......" Tang Yaoyao stretched out his palm, shook it in front of her eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with you today, ...... you can't give up?"

"No, it's nothing......" Zhong Yi said, shaking his head.

Although he likes to read, he has never shown any talent, and her evaluation of him has just changed from a nerd to a normal person, but last night's conversation made her impression of him reversed again.

He's not a nerd, he's talented, he's just extremely reserved, and there's more to his amazing performance these days than just a good piece of poetry.

She was really curious, what kind of person was he before?

Of course, this matter cannot be told to the young, and if she knows that his talent is far beyond their imagination, she will blame herself even more.

"You hesitated just now...... Tang Yaoyao looked at her with a suspicious face, and said: "Say, what happened, if you don't say it, I'm going to do it......"

Her hand was placed on Zhongyi's waist, Zhongyi's face turned red, and he hurriedly grabbed her hand, and said in a panic: "You let go of ......"

Tang Yaoyao scratched her itch and said, "Say it quickly, I'll let you go......"

"You still don't listen......"

"No......"

The sound of laughter and slapstick in the study gradually became quieter, and at the gate, Tang Ning stretched his waist and walked out of the Zhong Mansion.

"Hello uncle."

"Hello uncle!"

"Uncle is out again!"

……

Several officials walked up to him, greeted him, and then walked back to the yamen.

After yesterday's incident, the attitude of these officials towards him has changed a lot, although they used to greet him when they saw him, but the inexplicable smile on his face could not be concealed.

This time, Tang Ning didn't go out alone, and a young man in a fast-catching costume followed him.

After yesterday's incident, Zhong Mingli was worried that the fake immortal and his accomplices had not surfaced, so he specially sent a servant to protect him, which was regarded as a bodyguard.

Tang Ning only knew that the name of this catcher was Peng Chen, and he was quite valued by his father-in-law, and he was followed by a person, although he was a little unaccustomed to it, but when he thought of yesterday's incident, he did not refuse.

Fortunately, this Peng Zhukuai is not a person of many words, following a few steps behind him, silent all the way, Tang Ning asked him a few questions, and he only made a few symbolic "graces".

This is exactly what Downing wants.

The two of them wandered along the street, Zhong Mansion, in the study of Zhongyi, Tang Yaoyao was holding a piece of paper in his hand, and his expression was a little dazed.

She looked at Zhong Yi and asked tentatively, "You can't even write such a poem?" ”

Zhong Yi shook his head.

Not only that she couldn't write it, if it weren't for the fact that she was very familiar with Xie Daoyun, judging from the level of this poem alone, even if he said yesterday that this poem was really written by the first talented woman in the ages, she would not doubt it.

Tang Yaoyao fell back into the chair for a long time before he raised his head to look at Zhong Yi and asked, "You say, can I let him smash me too?" ”

……

In a room in the Zhong Mansion, Chen Yuxian stood behind Zhong Mingli and gently pinched his shoulders for him.

Zhong Mingli closed his eyes and said, "The murder case and the case in Guojiacun some time ago are over, there is no major event in a short time, and I can finally accompany my wife at home." ”

Chen Yuxian poured him a cup of tea and said: "It seems that the credit is on 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, and the expression on his face was a little embarrassed.

Before this, although he didn't dislike the unexpected extra uncle at home, he didn't like it either.

Now I really like it.

The case of Zhao Yuanwai's murder was stared at by Dong Tingshi from behind, and once something went wrong, he was pinched by someone.

The matter in Guojiacun is even more serious, if it is not dealt with in time, which leads to the expansion of the situation, the official hat on his head will definitely not be able to be saved......

The successful resolution of these two things is all due to the "nerd" uncle at home.

From him, Zhong Mingli even saw something worth learning from himself.

He got up from his chair and said, "There is another small case, and when I have dealt with it, I will come back to accompany Madame." ”

Chen Yuxian nodded and said, "Come back early." ”

Zhong Mingli walked out of the house and went straight to the county jail.

A moment later.

A gray-clothed young man knelt in front of Zhong Mingli and said in a scorched voice: "My lord, the villain didn't steal, the villain was wronged!" ”

Zhong Mingli asked, "You said that after you took your turn that night, you went home to sleep?" ”

The young man nodded, "Exactly." ”

Zhong Mingli asked again: "It was just over fifteen that day, the moon must be very bright at night, right?" ”

The young man nodded and said, "The moon was bright that night. ”

Zhong Mingli's face showed a confident look, few people would notice the moon in the sky, and then he just had to conclude that there was no moon that night, and this person was flustered, and he didn't show the fox's tail?

It's like Downing was in court that day.

"You talk nonsense!" Thinking of this, his face turned pale, and he said loudly: "It was a cloudy day that night, and there was clearly no moon. ”

The young man looked at him and said in a firm tone: "My lord, the villain remembers clearly, the moon was very bright that night, and the villain didn't even ...... lanterns."

"Nonsense!"

"My lord, there was really a moon that night, because the moonlight was very bright, and the villain went home without a lantern......"

"Do you really remember clearly?"

"Clearly!"

“……”

Zhong Mingli looked at him, and the young man looked at him with an extremely sincere expression.

Zhong Mingli stood up, waved his hand a little impatiently, and said, "Retrial another day!" ”