"Well, since the virtuous brother insists on listening, his reputation will be ruined at that time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBrother Xian and Zhou Yu can't complain about me." Wu Hao made a statement to Zheng Shuang in advance, then looked around at the crowd of onlookers, and saluted them: "Please also testify for me."

"Okay, I'm willing to testify." The onlookers were in a commotion, and they were curious about this matter. One by one, they can't wait to know the result immediately, and they don't know what kind of evidence this Wu son is holding in his hands.

Before the words dissipated, Wu Hao looked at Zheng Shuang, and quickly asked without waiting for him to speak: "Dare to ask Brother Xian, Zhou Yu can tell me that day he brought a picture scroll that he planned to give you, and went to drink with me and accidentally left it somewhere else."

"With a picture scroll?". Zheng Shuang couldn't help but have a trace of doubt, and wanted to say no, but he was a little unsure when he saw Wu Hao's serious appearance. After all, exchanging calligraphy and paintings with friends, and it is a graceful thing to play the piano and enjoy the flowers. If Zhou Yu had a heart, he wouldn't have said it was necessary if he hadn't told himself in advance.

Wu Hao saw that Zheng Shuang did not immediately refute, and hurriedly said: "Let me ask you, before we drank with Zhou Yu, did you give Zhou Yu a painting."

"Yes, but there is such a thing." Zheng Shuang replied without thinking, he spent a lot of money to buy a famous painting and gave it to his friend Zhou Yu, which caused a sensation in the county academy. He was quite proud of this, how could he hide it.

Wu Hao also thought of Zheng Shuang's move to increase the painting, so he had a fearless plan to make a mistake: "Zhou Yu told us that you gave him a painting some time ago, and he was overjoyed. I want to give you the painting in my hand, although the scenery in the speech is not as elegant as the one you sent, but it is also chic."

"Oh? Why didn't Brother Zhou tell me, is it ......?" When Zheng Shuang heard Wu Hao's words, he subconsciously thought of Zhou Yu, and couldn't help but show a contemplative look.

Wu Hao looked at Zheng Shuang in front of him and walked step by step into the trap he dug, and couldn't help but straighten his face, holding the unopened spring palace picture with both hands: "There is a way that a gentleman does not take away the beauty of people, Liu Ye and I looked for a night that night, and finally found this painting." I wanted to return it immediately, but Zhou Yu spewed blood. Liu Ye and I were gentlemen, but we couldn't help but have evil thoughts. I wanted to keep the painting for myself, so I didn't mention it anymore. Later, the husband was killed and the college was dissolved. I returned to Chaoxian with the painting, and many times I had evil thoughts and wanted to watch it, but I remembered the friendship of my classmates. Besides, what kind of gentleman like jade can he be inspired by his brother, and how can he make a move to embezzle other people's famous paintings. So I made up my mind today to return the original painting, but I didn't expect that the virtuous brother would block the door of the mansion one step earlier."

"Draw?". At this time, Zheng Shuang noticed the painting in Wu Hao's hand, and his brows were slightly raised, could this really be the painting given to him by Zhou Yu? . Thinking of the value of the scroll he gave away, there was not only a trace of anticipation in his heart. Although the Zhou family is slightly deficient compared with the Zheng family of Juchao. But it's also a family, and the return gift is probably worth a lot.

Wu Hao took advantage of the victory to chase and did not give Zheng Shuang time to think about it, and immediately raised the scroll in his hand and showed it to the crowd of onlookers: "Please also testify that I am a gentleman like jade and have never dismantled this painting."

There were also people who knew the goods in the crowd of onlookers, and they nodded one by one when they saw that the marks made by the store on them did not show any signs of being removed. Listening to this person's words, he is indeed a gentleman, I can't imagine that my Wu family in Chao County actually has such a son, it seems that Chao County is blessed.

Wu Hao handed the painting to Zheng Shuang with both hands, and looked like the object had been returned to its original owner: "Please also ask the virtuous brother to discern whether I have disassembled this painting."

"Nope". In public, Zheng Shuang couldn't tell a lie, and he could only tell the truth when he looked at the marks on the picture scroll.

Wu Hao's face was full of news, and his tone suddenly became polite: "Please also ask Brother Xian to put away this painting, and inform Zhou Yu of this matter in detail when he goes back."

"Isn't that right?". After Zheng Shuang took the painting, he suddenly came to his senses and was almost fooled by this person: "What about the evidence?" Are you trying to cover up the crime of accusing me of Zheng and Shuxian Zhou? “。

"Brother Xian, why be aggressive, if you leave now, we can see each other well in the future. If you insist on looking at the evidence, you are only afraid of ......". Wu Hao suddenly stopped when he said this, and sighed with emotion.

Looking at Wu Hao's pretending appearance, Zheng Shuang was angry, how could a mere pair of returned calligraphy and paintings cover up the beating of Zhou Yu: "If you don't say it, you don't have it."

"Originally, there was no evidence for being a brother, but it was already clear after being told by the virtuous brother." Speaking of this, Wu Hao sighed again: "Originally, I was still wondering why a gentleman like Zhou Yu would spew blood, but today I was selected by the virtuous brother." Maybe the problem lies in this painting, but it is not necessarily, you must also sit still."

"Impossible". How could Zheng Shuang not hear the consciousness in Wu Hao's words, and replied without thinking.

Wu Hao explained bitterly to Zheng Shuang: "Anyway, I haven't opened this painting, if you don't believe that there is a problem in the painting, you can watch it in front of us." Isn't it clear at a glance, so why bother with your tongues."

"Open it, open it, I'll see what you have to say." Zheng Shuang pushed back without thinking, and opened the painting indignantly.

The picture scroll slowly opened, and a picture of the Spring Palace jumped into the painting, and Zheng Shuang couldn't help but be stunned. I just felt the dark clouds rolling in, almost suffocating. His eyes were red, and he was panting subconsciously.

Everyone looked stunned, but they didn't expect it to be the Spring Palace.

No wonder, no wonder the Wu son's son was reluctant just now, it turned out that he was afraid of the reputation of the Zheng family and the Zhou family. Repaying grievances with virtue, such a noble quality is really admirable. It's a pity that the son of the Zheng family can't live because of his own sin.

Some of the elders in the crowd suddenly burned with anger in their hearts.

Absurd, in broad daylight, the two teenagers gave each other these filthy things, and it was a shame that they were children of a family, so they were so profligate.

The people's hearts are not ancient and the world is declining, and the children of the dignified family do not abide by the way of a gentleman, but discuss the spring palace map under this bright and bright world. It's a shame that he and others have lived most of their lives, but they don't want to have such bold and reckless people.

Unlike those distressed old men, several young people in the crowd cast admiring glances at Zheng Shuang one by one. Look at what people are looking at themselves. Those children of the family are really the children of the family, and we and other ordinary people can't learn it.

Several children felt the strange atmosphere of this place, and couldn't help but ask the adults and the old people around them: "Grandpa, what is in that painting?"

"Phew, filthy stuff." was asked by his grandson like this, and the old man's face turned red and he immediately became angry. A lifetime of self-cultivation was immediately thrown into the stinky ditch.

The other children looked at their fathers with expectant expressions on their faces.

Several middle-aged people looked at each other, and immediately panicked, and the words of explanation came out one after another, mixed with the innocent questions of children.

"It's about the wind and the moon."

"That uncle explained it well, it's just some things about the wind and the moon."

"Is it the wind and the moon?".

"Yes, yes, my son is so smart."

"But why do you laugh weirdly?"

"Spooky? Where's weird."

"Well, it's because the moon and the wind are a little crooked, that's why we laugh like this."

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