The Female Partner Thinks About It

After a few days, the wind outside turned.

It turned out to be "Miss Wang's family is cunning, flattering to the powerful, without any arrogance", "Miss Xu family is aloof and talented, but no one appreciates it". In a blink of an eye, it was switched.

Miss Wang family is the real aloofness, she clearly holds in her hands a poem that is astonishing but no one knows about it, but she has never used it fraudulently. This kind of xinxing, this kind of will, is admired by all people in the world.

Miss Xu's fake use of other people's poems, only to say that they were made by herself, and to do whatever she can to gain fame, is really disgusting.

Brother Wang was finally happy.

He proudly entered Yu Hanzhou's house, returned the "Three Hundred Songs" to her, and then asked her mysteriously, "Really, have you been on guard against her?"

This is his own second brother, Yu Hanzhou didn't want to hide it from him, he just said: "Originally I didn't want to expose her, this is not a trivial matter, it not only harmed her, but also affected the Xu family. What happened today, if I didn't do this, it would be bad for my reputation, and it would be my family that would be affected."

Brother Wang stretched out his arm, rubbed her head across the table, and said, "You don't have to think about it too much. She provokes you, you just have to teach her a lesson."

Having said this, he snorted, his eyes full of contempt: "I should have dismantled her earlier, and stepped on you for so long in vain."

"It's not that she's not good at all." Yu Hanzhou told him not to be arrogant, "Have you forgotten about the Shangyuan Festival? Who has solved all those arithmetic puzzles? She is the only one. It is absolutely impossible. Others solved it for her, and it's not enough for everyone to make a name for themselves."

Brother Wang was stunned, scratched his face with a guilty conscience, and said, "I see." Glancing at her, "I want you to teach me a lesson."

Yu Hanzhou smiled and said: "I just persuaded the second brother, how can it be called a lesson? The second brother wronged me like this - but I don't care about the second brother. After all, the second brother helped me a lot."

Brother Wang immediately raised his brows: "It's good that you know!"

The two brothers and sisters talked for a while, and then Yu Hanzhou was called by his mother.

"My son, you really make me proud." The mother held her hand with a smile and patted her lightly, "You obviously have such a treasure in your hand, but you haven't used it once. You could have made a big splash in the palace that day, but neither did you. do it."

Yu Hanzhou quickly understood why his mother praised her so much. It turned out that the imperial concubine called Mrs. Xu to the palace, and gave her a shame. That day, the imperial concubine made a face for Xu Jiahui. Now that such a thing has been revealed, the imperial concubine was beaten in the face, how could she give a good face to Mrs. Xu?

Then came the queen's reward. He didn't say anything else, only said that Yu Hanzhou was open-minded and open-minded, and had a good conversation. She and the emperor liked the poems that she wrote that day, and they rewarded her with many things.

This kind of honor made the family even more happy. Grandfather also specially called Yu Hanzhou to his side and taught him a few words.

Yu Hanzhou had never thought of the following. But if you think about it, it makes sense. In general, she is satisfied that her reputation has not been trampled underfoot, and her family has not lost face.

Until one night, Yu Hanzhou was asleep when he suddenly woke up.

She sensed that there was someone in the room.

And soon, she heard some movement in the room, just outside, where she put her books.

Yu Hanzhou didn't move immediately. She still didn't know who the person who sneaked into her room was and what was she going to do?

Soon, she listened to the man's gently flipping movements, and finally determined a position.

It was very quiet in the middle of the night, and the slightest movement could be heard very clearly. Yu Hanzhou could almost hear his own heartbeat, not to mention the sound of the other party turning over her books? She quickly determined that the other party's goal was the "Three Hundred Songs".

At night, who will turn this over? She is not at home every day, nor is she in the room all the time. Why not steal when she's out as a guest, or when she's not in the yard, but steal at night when she's sleeping?

And no lights. In a dark night, turning over lightly.

Yu Hanzhou turned around in his head a few times, but in the end he didn't get up to expose it. She wanted to see, who sneaked into her boudoir at night to steal something, and what was she going to do?

After the people in the house stole something, they left quickly. Yu Hanzhou listened to the movement, and the other party seemed to be walking through the window.

She immediately excluded her servant girl, or the servants in the house. These people don't have the skills, they don't have the guts, and they wouldn't be so stupid. They ran in at night to steal things while she was sleeping.

She had a candidate locked in her heart.

Early the next morning, Yu Hanzhou woke up, opened the bookcase where "Three Hundred Songs" was placed, and it really disappeared.

"What?" Second brother Wang heard that she was missing, and said in surprise, "This thing is worthless, who stole this?"

He took "Three Hundred Poems" to argue for his sister at the place where the literati gathered. Those people had already spread out the paper and copied the exquisite poems on it. What's the use of stealing this?

"Is it because you want to see, do you have the next volume?" Brother Wang said suspiciously, "It's not right. You only have the first volume in your house, and there is nothing else. The thief can't find anything else, nor will he Want the first volume?"

The first volume is not worth the money.

I am afraid that among the literati now, there is only one book for everyone.

Who would come to steal from my sister's room? Brother Wang was very puzzled, so he asked her, "You just found out what was missing today?"

"Yeah." Yu Hanzhou nodded, "I wanted to take it out and read it, but I haven't read it for two days. Who would have thought it would disappear as soon as I opened the bookcase."

She didn't tell Second Brother Wang that the thief sneaked into her room and stole it last night. In that case, there will be wind and rain again.

"It's really weird." He scratched his head and paused, "You just need to check the house yourself, and you can tell your mother, but why did you tell me?"

Yu Hanzhou looked at him innocently: "Isn't the second brother coming to talk to me? I just said it casually."

Brother Wang: "..."

Brother Wang didn't take it to heart, and naturally he wouldn't tell anyone. Besides, if there is a thief at home, how can you tell it?

On the other hand, the servants in the yard of Yu Hanzhou were angry and aggrieved.

Yu Hanzhou also guessed that it was not them. But since things are lost, the process still has to go through.

"Since no one can be found and no things can be found, everyone will be fined half a month's money."

Everyone was very aggrieved, but they were speechless. Who said something was lost in the lady's house? They are to blame.

And Yu Hanzhou soon found out who stole her things.

Xu Jiahui asked her to meet at the restaurant.

As soon as they met, she took off her veil, threw the "Three Hundred Songs" on the table, and stared at Yu Hanzhou: "You are also traveling!"

Yu Hanzhou raised his eyebrows: "Through through?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid!" Xu Jiahui looked at her angrily with fire in her eyes, but she lowered her voice and said, "You are afraid of being trampled on by me, so you just copy it. What are you doing to expose me? Shit, how did you do it?!"

Yu Hanzhou leaned on the back of the chair and said, "I don't know what Miss Xu is talking about. You used someone else's poetry and it was discovered. Isn't this normal? Or, Miss Xu thought it would be forever. won't be found?"

Xu Jiahui only thought that this transmigrator was too annoying!

The most annoying thing is that she still pretends to be stupid and doesn't even admit that she is wearing it!

"If it wasn't for you, I would never have been discovered!" Xu Jiahui said angrily, "Why did you want to hurt me? If you are afraid that someone will steal your reputation, you should memorize a few songs early, and I will never touch them again. But you don't use it yourself, and you don't ask others to use it, how can you do this?"

Yu Hanzhou didn't want to admit that he was also a transmigrator.

If Xu Jiahui is a very cute girl, she still won't admit it, not to mention that Xu Jiahui is not very cute, and the relationship between the two is a bit bad?

She said lightly, "I still don't know what you're talking about. Miss Xu, it's not right to use other people's works. I hope you take this as a warning."

Xu Jiahui was about to be **** off by her pretence! With a cold snort, she looked down at the "Three Hundred Songs" on the table, picked it up and said, "You can deceive others, but not me. This is an old collection of poems that you have held in your hands for years! Did you do it after you left the palace?"

Yu Hanzhou was a little surprised when he heard it. Xu Jiahui's ability is not small, and she can actually see that the books are old.

But she thought about it, it might not be Xu Jiahui who saw it. It was as if it was not necessarily something Xu Jiahui stole it.

With Xu Jiahui's ability, she doesn't have the ability to sneak into the mansion of the patriarch, find Miss Qianjin's boudoir, and stealthily sneak in and steal things. Yu Hanzhou suspected that there was the regent's handwriting.

"My collection of poems was lost a few days ago." Yu Hanzhou said lightly, without the slightest panic on his face, "I don't know who got it? How was it handled?"

Xu Jiahui was stunned.

"You, you said that I made your book outdated and deliberately framed you?" She stared in disbelief.

Yu Hanzhou said lightly: "I don't know who it is. But my poetry collection has been lost for several days. Who knows who it belongs to?"

"You!" Xu Jiahui stood up angrily, patted the table, and her beautiful eyes glared at her.

She was really infuriated by Yu Hanzhou.

Obviously everyone is a traveler, and they are all girls, why can't they be good friends?