MTL - Vicious Male Partner is a Girl-Chapter 17 three questions

After coming out of the concert, Shen Juan did not go back directly to the county mansion. Zhang Silang and the others not only admired Shen Jun's painting skills, but also admired his personality, and even sympathized with him being bullied by his younger brother because of his status. After a few discussions, they decided to give Mr. Shen Dalang a hand.

For this reason, after the concert was over, they invited Shen Jun to Baiwenlou to drink tea and enjoy the paintings. Baiwen Tower is known as the first building in the world, and it is a holy place in the hearts of all literati in the world. The building is full of literati and poets who love calligraphy, painting and literature all the year round. All of them are talented, and most of them are even famous all over the world. Ordinary people don't even have the qualifications to step into Baiwenlou.

Zhang Silang and the others came from extraordinary backgrounds, they were very accomplished in traditional Chinese painting, and they also had some weight in Baiwenlou. With the recommendation of a few of them, Shen Juan was integrated into Baiwenlou, and got a qualification to participate in Baiwenlou's Dragon Boat Festival calligraphy and painting meeting next month.

Due to the late weather, Shen Juan did not stay in Baiwenlou for long. When Zhang Silang sent Shen Jun out, he specifically told him: "Ah Jun, you have nothing to do on weekdays, so come and sit in the building. Also, Ah Jun, you should prepare well these days. Ah Jun, you are very good at Shanshui, if you can be ranked among the top three at the calligraphy and painting fair next month, it will be of great help to you, Ah Jun."

There was just the right amount of gratitude on Shen Juan's face, which could make people feel sincere without making people feel that he was overly grateful and fearful, "Don't worry, Shiro, I will definitely prepare well. I really want to thank Shiro this time."

Sitting on the bullock cart back home, Shen Juan's mind was still on the calligraphy and painting meeting next month. The purpose of making friends with Zhang Silang and the others is this painting and calligraphy meeting.

As the No. 1 building in the world, Baiwenlou holds a literary meeting and a calligraphy and painting meeting every year. Even if he was just an unknown person, as long as he wins the top three at the Baiwenlou Painting and Calligraphy Fair, he will be famous all over the world.

Bai Wenlou can give him the reputation he wants, and it can also provide him with the opportunity to become an official.

The leaders of the Baiwenlou Literary Association and the Painting and Calligraphy Association, after their fame has spread far and wide, have the opportunity to be directly recruited as officials by the imperial court.

For example, the upstart of the poor family in the imperial court, Cheng Xiaochuan, the servant of the Huangmen, was the leader of the Baiwenlou Wenhui six years ago.

Ninth-rank Zhongzheng restricts family status, and if the poor family wants to become an official, they can basically only join the army. Baiwenlou is one of the few ways that can allow poor literati to enter the court and become civil servants. Every year, countless people rack their brains to get a qualification to participate.

Having successfully obtained the qualification to participate in the painting and calligraphy fair, Shen Juan was in a good mood, and even after hearing the noise in Jingjiao Courtyard, he had the leisure to ask what happened in the mansion.

Li Miao has a sweet mouth and loves to inquire, even though he has just returned home not long ago, he has already got some news.

"Mr. Lang, I heard that Mr. Xiao Lang and Mrs. Zheng had a quarrel in the afternoon, and Mr. Mr. Zheng directly took over Mrs. Zheng's housekeeping rights. After the words are released, she will manage Zhongfu herself!" Li Miao shook her head and couldn't help but say, "Xiao Langjun, isn't this a joke?"

Shen Juan didn't speak. He stood on the stone bridge and watched the gate of Jingjiao Courtyard opposite him suddenly open. Shen Xiangpei's angry voice instantly became clear and audible.

"I'm going to find my second brother!"

Shen Juan watched Shen Xiangpei and his group walking quickly towards the Jingxingyuan, thoughtfully, "Why did Mr. Xiaolang suddenly take away Mrs. Zheng's housekeeping rights?" Shen Fengzhang is very filial to the Zheng family, and she would do such a thing ?

Li Miao shook his head, and said uncertainly; "It seems to be related to the festival gifts given by the mansion every year." He told Shen Jun the news he heard, "It seems that Mr. Zheng thinks that Mrs. The prefect’s colleagues and friends in the past showed too little courtesy, so the mansion almost lost contact with them.”

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiao Lang is very filial to the two county lords, and even misses their colleagues and friends."

Filial piety? Shen Jun sneered, recalling the domineering Shen Fengzhang in the past. Would she even miss the old county's colleagues?

In the dark night, Shen Juan's gray phoenix eyes shone with light. The contacts left behind by the old county magistrate are indeed a fortune. However, after so many years, why did Shen Fengzhang suddenly think of the contacts of the old Duke?

"Lang Jun? Lang Jun?" Li Miao called out twice holding the lamp.

Shen Jun came back to his senses, and took Li Miao to the Jiangfu courtyard.

Li Miao, who was carrying the lantern, didn't see it, and walking behind him, Da Langjun, who always had a gentle expression, showed a chilling and startling smile on his lips.

On the other side, Shen Xiangpei rushed to the Jingxing Courtyard angrily with people, but unexpectedly the door was shut down.

Fang Zhi, who was chasing behind, hurried up, "Second lady, Mr. Xiao Lang has already rested."

Shen Xiangpei was full of anger, lost her former calmness and indifference, and shouted sharply: "Bold and slavish, full of lies! If the second brother really fell asleep, why would he send you to my aunt's yard!"

Fangzhi didn't know what to say for a while. Mr. Xiao Lang definitely doesn't want to see Er Niangzi at this time. Her attitude is softer, and the second lady does not accept it. If her attitude is tougher, it will affect the relationship between Xiao Langjun and the second lady.

Just when Fang Zhi was in a dilemma, the gate of Jing Xing Yuan slowly opened, and a servant in ocher clothes walked up to Shen Xiangpei, bent slightly, "Mr. Xiao Lang, please come in."

Shen Xiangpei gave Fang Zhi a cold look, and led the crowd into the Jing Xing Yuan in a menacing manner.

There are two hexagonal painted lanterns hanging on the left and right under the eaves, and there is a person standing under the lights, which is Shen Fengzhang, who is neatly dressed. The light from the candlelight spilled from the top of her head, and happened to only illuminate the lower half of her face and below the shoulders and neck, while the upper half of her face was hidden in the darkness. The cool wind at night blew the corners of Shen Fengzhang's sleeves and robe back, like the spread wings of a big bird, casting a large shadow. The ocher-clothed attendant just now returned behind Shen Fengzhang, and stood with his head bowed respectfully.

Shen Xiangpei, who wanted to question why the second brother took away his aunt's housekeeping rights, couldn't help but become hoarse and lose his momentum when he saw this scene. Subconsciously, she was a little afraid of her second brother at the moment.

Shen Fengzhang took a step forward, and his whole body stepped into the light. The bright candlelight weakened the cold sense of distance on her body, and Shen Xiangpei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second brother—"

"Second lady, what identity are you looking for me?" Shen Fengzhang interrupted Shen Xiangpei's words.

"sister-"

"Since Er Niang knows that I am your elder brother, and you came to question me angrily, do you take my elder brother seriously?"

"I-"

"I am not only your elder brother, but also the Patriarch of the Shen family. Erniang came to look for me, did you take me as the patriarch seriously?"

Asked three times, Shen Xiangpei who asked was speechless, shy and annoyed, even though he tried his best to maintain his demeanor, the figure leading people away still fled a little bit desperately.

Looking at Shen Xiangpei's back, Shen Fengzhang's face sank like water. The original owner backed down step by step, and Shen Fengzhang was so used to himself that he thought highly of himself, and felt that he had to listen to her in everything. It's a pity that she and the original owner have completely opposite personalities, and there will be conflicts between them sooner or later.

Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Fengzhang turned back to the left and right, and called Lin Zhong.

"What I told you before, how did you find out?"

Lin Zhong was left by the old Duke to protect his grandson, and he is absolutely loyal to Shen Fengzhang. He reported: "Most of the old people in the mansion were dismissed and replaced eight years ago. The four midwives who took care of Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Zheng moved house. One died of illness, and the other fell into the water and died thirteen years ago. Slave is currently checking the addresses of the two midwives who moved."

After all, it happened more than ten years ago, and Shen Fengzhang expected that it would be quite difficult to investigate. She thought about the situation she knew so far, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that Lin Zhong was still standing at the bottom, waiting for her order.

"In less than half a month, I was able to find out so many things that happened more than ten years ago, and let you stay by my side. It's a shame." Shen Fengzhang unconsciously wore a kind and gentle smile on his face.

"The old Duke gave the slave to the young man, and the slave will only be loyal to the young man!" Lin Zhong frowned and said firmly.

"I didn't mean to transfer you. I just thought you were overqualified by my side." Shen Fengzhang explained.

"I remember that my grandfather had a guard by his side. If you could call them back, you would be enough to serve as the leader of the guard. Do you know where those people are now?" I remember that the old Duke and Father Shen also had such a small team of people under their command. There are not many people, about seven or eight, but all of them are highly skilled in martial arts, far better than ordinary guards. This guard should have been passed to the original owner, but the original owner has never seen it.

As expected, Lin Zhong knew the whereabouts of the guards. He lowered his head and reported in a deep voice, "Eight years ago, the guards were disbanded by you, Xiao Lang."

"What?" Even someone as deep-minded as Shen Fengzhang couldn't help but exclaim when he heard these words. Was it disbanded by the original owner? ! The problem is that she didn't find the disbandment of the guards from her memory at all!

However, following Lin Zhong's narration, Shen Fengzhang finally dug out some clues from the corner.

When she was eight years old, Shen's father passed away. The original owner was young and had no masters, so he obeyed Zheng's arrangements. There was indeed someone who came to Shen Fengzhang back then to offer allegiance to her. But the original owner listened to Zheng's words, and didn't understand the guards carefully. He only thought they were ordinary guards, and was persuaded by Zheng with the reason of cutting unnecessary expenses, so he disbanded them directly.

The original owner, a timid eight-year-old girl, didn't understand, and Mrs. Zheng must know what this guard means. She ordered the disbandment of the guards, probably because she didn't want the original owner to have someone who was completely loyal to her.

Lin Zhong glanced at the solemn young gentleman from the corner of his eye, and took a deep breath, "Actually, this slave was the leader of the guard back then."

Shen Fengzhang was startled, and looked at Lin Zhong determinedly. No wonder she always felt that Lin Zhong had a somewhat different temperament from ordinary attendants.

She changed her mind, and a look of excitement and shame appeared on her face, "I was young and ignorant." She walked into Lin Zhong, patted him on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Don't call yourself a slave anymore! You were originally a subordinate of grandfather and my grandfather, and you have been a slave in our courtyard for many years, it is already a grievance!"

Shen Fengzhang changed his voice, and sighed: "I made a big mistake when I was young. The guard built by my grandfather and my father was cut off in my hands."

Lin Zhong's expression was calm, only the slightly trembling corners of his eyes showed the agitation in his heart, "Mr. Lang, the rest are always there."

"Okay!" Shen Fengzhang was startled, the corners of his brows and eyes showed emotion, and then he clapped his hands and smiled, "Your loyalty can be learned from the sun and the moon! Father and the others know it well, and they will definitely be moved by your utter loyalty."

"Lin Zhong, I order you to gather the rest of the guards and re-form the guard! And you will still be the leader!"

"Your subordinates take orders!" Lin Zhong knelt down on one knee and saluted with a sonorous and powerful voice! The eight-foot man had tears in his eyes at this moment. They waited for this day for eight years, and finally it came!

Shen Fengzhang helped Lin Zhong up, slowed down his voice, and said in a gentle voice: "Besides, don't use the name Lin Zhong anymore. Restore your real name." Looking at the touch in Lin Zhong's eyes, Shen Fengzhang smiled slightly in his heart.