Since then, Ye Qiu's reputation for good books has spread in the mansion, and after hearing about their father's evaluation, her second cousin Zhang Yancheng and fifth cousin Zhang Yanwei heard about their father's evaluation, and they even came back to ask Ye Qiu for advice.

"Zhang Wu, since your cousin is so powerful, let's take a few words and take a look!"

"Don't you have a love affair with your children, are you fascinated by that cousin of yours?"

The students of the academy who were usually at odds with him laughed wantonly, and Zhang Yanwei's face turned red when he said it, and he said angrily: "You wait, I'll show it to you." ”

He went back to the room angrily, and really took out a few pieces of Ye Qiu's writing, which he specially begged Ye Qiu to write when he returned to his house a few days ago for him to copy.

"Look blind, haven't you always prided yourself on being smart? Are you ashamed of yourself? Zhang Yanwei said with an arrogant smile.

The students didn't believe it: "Zhang Wu, this calligraphy looks like an elderly person, and the person who writes this character is never less than thirty, and this word is majestic and arbitrary, how can it be from the hand of a boudoir woman, you don't laugh." ”

"You don't believe me?" Zhang Yanwei's eyes widened in anger.

"Do you want the master to see if you believe it or not?"

At this time, their master came with a friend, and everyone took the painting and asked the master to judge.

"Good word." Before the master could speak, a friend next to him took it excitedly.

"Yun Chi, you are still excited when you see good words like this." The master watched with him, nodded his head and then asked the student, "It doesn't look like you wrote it, where did it come from?" ”

The student hurriedly replied: "It was brought by Zhang Yanwei, and it was written by his cousin, master, do you think it is possible?" ”

"Unlikely." The master shook his head, "If you don't have a certain mind, it is difficult to write such good characters, and I don't believe that such words don't have twenty years of skill." ”

When the student heard the master say this, he immediately looked at Zhang Yanwei triumphantly: "Zhang Wu, do you hear that?" The Master has judged, and you still don't admit your mistake? ”

"What do I admit is wrong? I'm not wrong. Zhang Yanwei snorted lightly, then bowed to the master, and said, "Master, this word is indeed written by my cousin, I watched her write it with my own eyes, I didn't lie, my brother can testify." ”

"Oh?" The master stroked his beard, "Then this is a little strange, if it is really written by a woman in the boudoir, I really want to see it and see what kind of strange woman it is." ”

Master, this friend, couldn't put it down, and said on the side: "In a few days, my sister-in-law is going to hold an autumn banquet, you are from the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion, and then I will ask my sister-in-law to send an invitation to the past, and I will hold another table next door, so that it will be clear?" ”

"But......" Zhang Yanwei hesitated, "my cousin is still in the filial piety period, I don't know if she is willing or not, and she knows that if I show her words to outsiders, she will definitely be angry with me." ”

The student next to him coaxed: "Zhang Wu, you shouldn't be lying and can't lie and deliberately say this, as long as you are willing to apologize today, we will not force you." ”

"Who said I lied?" Zhang Yanwei was immediately unconvinced, "You wait and see, I will definitely persuade my cousin to go, and I will scare you a lot when the time comes." ”

When the master's friend saw that Zhang Yanwei agreed, he immediately showed a happy smile on his face, and when he looked at this word again, he couldn't put it down, and he rolled it up carefully and put it away, looking like he didn't plan to return it.

Seeing him have a toothache like this, the master coughed lightly and said to his disciple Zhang Yanwei: "This painting will be left with me for the time being, and I will talk about it when we see it on the day of the autumn feast." ”

Zhang Wu looked at the words in the hands of his master and friend, he wanted but didn't dare to ask for it, he vaguely realized that he was in trouble.

"You're going to have an autumn feast too?" Jiang Mansion, the eldest wife of the Jiang family looked at the little uncle with an incredulous expression, and asked curiously, "Fifth brother, haven't you always disliked holding banquets in the mansion?" What do you say that there is no aura, why did you ...... this time?"

Mrs. Jiang asked, and everyone in Jiang Mansion also looked at their little five in confusion for a moment, although it was called Xiao Wu, in fact, he was not young this year, at the age of twenty-seven or eight, he was not married, although he was famous, but he did not enter the court as an official, he served him all day long, and then wrote poems and painted some paintings, which really made him famous, and now his paintings on the market are a thousand gold, and the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains painted at the age of twenty was included in the library by the saint and was given Mr. Green Bamboo.

Although he is famous, but the family is distressed for him, a few years ago when the old lady for this young son to see the family, the general noble girl can not get into the eyes, who knows that it is difficult to find two family temperaments are suitable, her pampered little son is not happy, this delay is delayed to this age.

Everyone in the family is worried about his marriage, but he himself doesn't care, sometimes he doesn't want to go home, and even has the intention of becoming a monk, so the old lady's requirements for finding a daughter-in-law are getting lower and lower, and even now she says that as long as her young son wants to get married, she doesn't care what the background is.

He is used to being profligate and doesn't go home often, and now he actually said that he would hold an autumn banquet in the mansion, and even asked his sister-in-law to send a post to the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion, no wonder the Jiang family is curious.

"Little Wu, you told us truthfully, what is the reason?"

"It's nothing, I just saw a picture, I heard that it was written by someone from the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion."

It's not surprising that everyone is so explained, their fifth brother/brother-in-law doesn't care about anything, only obsessed with this calligraphy and painting, and it is not good that he will really be famous through the ages in the future, anyway, the family is not bad for him to be an official in the court, the Jiang family is rich and powerful, and it is nothing to raise such a rich idler.

According to Jiang Wulang's meaning, Mrs. Jiang sent an invitation to the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion, and it was not until this time that looking at the puzzled eyes of everyone, Zhang Yanwei told the truth in a whisper.

"You bastard, your cousin is a boudoir woman, and you actually show her words to outsiders? Are you responsible for ruining your cousin's reputation? When Uncle Zhang heard this, he opened his mouth to reprimand, and even wanted to apply family law to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yanwei knew that he was so wrong this time, so he didn't refute it, knelt obediently, and explained in a very small voice: "I was angry at that time, they said I was a liar, and my father and son were punished at my disposal." ”

"You ......"

Second Uncle Zhang raised his hand and was about to fight, but Duan hurriedly protected: "Is this the son's fault alone?" If Ye Qiu didn't write, why would there be so much trouble? ”

"You're still helping him quibble?" Second Uncle Zhang's eyes widened, "Do you mean that Ye Qiu wrote a word or is it her fault?" ”

"Mother." Zhang Yanwei also spoke, "This matter has nothing to do with my cousin, I did it wrong, and my father should punish me." ”

"I ......" Duan's family is not a person inside and out, and she hates Ye Qiu more and more, feeling that if it weren't for her, she wouldn't have to suffer this insult today, and she also hooked her son to protect her.

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