Li Changlin asked in confusion: "What do you want to report?"
Shui Wenbin said: "I'm here to report a thief! The thief is at Madam's side right now. Please follow me to Lanyuan!"
Li Changlin's complexion changed slightly.
Thief?
With his wife?
Doesn't that mean that not only his wife is in danger, but the princess is also in danger? !
Really thinking that some thief had entered the house, Li Changlin immediately ordered people to surround Lanyuan with guards.
Lanyuan is the courtyard where the female guests are.
At that time, on the second floor of Lanyuan, the female guests were gathered around a table.
Several calligraphy and paintings were spread out on the table, and the ladies and ladies were commenting on them.
This calligraphy and painting was done by the male guests.
Mrs. Liang pointed to one of the paintings and said with a smile: "This is Quanzi's masterpiece! Look at his strength and character... that is to say, Quanzi is not greedy for fame. Otherwise, he would have become famous all over the world just by relying on his masterpieces. , I dare not say that I can stand shoulder to shoulder with Taifu Du and Mr. Xi, but in this Tianhai City, if Quanzi is ranked second, no one dares to say that he is ranked first."
Mrs. Jia only had a superficial understanding of these arty things. When she heard Mrs. Liang's words, she carefully looked at Mr. Liang's handwriting and felt that it was indeed good.
Horizontal means horizontal, vertical means vertical.
Mrs. Liang is the noble lady who thinks her son can win the top spot, and her son is the young man in blue shirt who got top 20 in this year's government examination.
Leng Lanzhi just glanced at the calligraphy and paintings on the table and then looked away.
Those calligraphy and paintings do look like that, but even if they are good, they are not necessarily the same.
It is only because the parents of the owners of these calligraphy and paintings have relatively high status that they can be brought to the table.
In fact, the calligraphy and paintings of other literati students were also sent in, but because the owner of the calligraphy and painting was not qualified, he was not qualified to be appraised.
As soon as Leng Lan opened the calligraphy and paintings, he glanced at them as if he were looking at the flowers on a horse, and then rolled up the calligraphy and paintings again.
When she opened a poem called "Qinyuanchun", she could no longer look away.
Li Tian'er curiously poked her head over, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes: "This word... is so good!"
Leng Lanzhi affirmed: "The strength penetrates the back of the paper, and the pen moves like a dragon and a snake, like clouds and flowing water... The person who wrote this has a groove in his heart."
Immediately he shook his head slightly: "However, this person should be in some kind of difficulty now. His words have restrained his edge. I wonder if he is confused about the current situation, or is he deliberately restraining his edge?"
Li Tian'er was surprised: "So many things can be seen in one calligraphy?"
Leng Lanzhi smiled slightly and sighed: "Looking at words is like looking at people. Even if it is just a simple word, you can often get a glimpse of the mood of the person who wrote it."
She studied under Mrs. Xie. The Xie family was one of the most influential literary figures in the world, and Mrs. Xie was a leader among them. Although she was a woman, her calligraphy attainments and knowledge were not inferior to those of men.
Even Mrs. Du also praised this daughter-in-law highly.
Leng Lanzhi had been strictly required by Mrs. Xie since she was a child, so she naturally learned to calligraphy well.
Mrs. Xie is a good teacher. She not only teaches her how to write, but also teaches her how to recognize people through words.
From the time she was reborn to the time she was trapped in Pingnan Hou Mansion, every word she wrote was filled with depression and resentment.
Now when I write again, all that remains is peace.
"My cousin is so awesome." Li Tian'er's eyes were filled with admiration.
The conversation between the two was not loud, but when Jia and others were silent, their voices seemed a bit abrupt.
A group of noble ladies looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Li Tian'er looking at the cousin from the Sheriff's Mansion with admiration.
Mrs. Liang sneered: "A girl from the countryside also knows how to read and recognize people? Miss Li, don't be deceived."
Mrs. Jia frowned: "Mrs. Liang."
Mrs. Liang is the wife of the salt transport envoy from Tianhai City. The salt transport envoy Mr. Liang and Li Changlin are on the same level. Therefore, although Mrs. Liang will give Jia family face, she will not give much face.
What's more, although Jia is the host today, she is not the protagonist.
The protagonist on the female guest's side is sitting steadily at the table.
The man was wearing a gorgeous dress, his golden hairpin was shining brightly, his brows were like black, and he looked extremely gorgeous.
Mrs. Liang looked at the woman with a smile and asked: "Sister Du, you have been exposed to everything in Shangshu Mansion, so you must have a profound knowledge. What do you think?"
That "Sister Du" is Boss Du's cousin, and she is also the only female family member Wu Shangshu brought with him on this trip, which shows how favored she is.
Logically speaking, concubines would not be invited to a banquet of this size, but because of Du's status, when Li sent out invitations, she could only invite the favored concubines from each mansion.
Otherwise, it would be a bit unsightly to have only Du's concubine among a group of royal wives.
Although the matrons of various houses were very unhappy, they could only hold their noses and endure it because of Wu Shangshu's face.
Not only did he have to endure it, but he also had to give Du Shi some face.
For example, at this time, the ladies cast kind eyes and smiles on Du Shi.
Du Shi smiled softly, like a weak willow supporting the wind, beautiful and weak: "I think these two calligraphy have their own merits." Then he looked at Leng Lanzhi curiously: "What do you think of Mr. Liang's calligraphy, Miss Shui?"
Leng Lanzhi raised his eyebrows.
No wonder Mrs. Du was able to defeat all the women in the backyard of the Shangshu Mansion and win the favor of Wu Shangshu alone. She was indeed very capable.
This woman looked gentle and gentle, and could not offend anyone, but in fact, she kicked the ball out again, trying to let her and Mrs. Liang continue to fight.
It seems that he is protecting himself wisely, but in fact he is adding fuel to the fire.
Although Leng Lanzhi did not want to reveal his identity, he would not be overpowered by a concubine in the courtier's backyard.
She chuckled lightly and said lightly: "On the surface, Mr. Liang's calligraphy looks delicate and elegant, but in fact, the writing power is frivolous, and the strokes seem smooth, but in fact he lacks the ability to control the turning points."
Mrs. Liang's face darkened: "Nonsense! What do you know?"
Leng Lanzhi was not annoyed and pointed directly to the key point: "If I guessed correctly, Mr. Liang should hang out in the flowers all year round and have feasts every day, right?"
Mrs. Liang's expression changed: "How do you know?"
Seeing Mrs. Liang's appearance, everyone immediately understood that the cousin from the Sheriff's Mansion had guessed correctly, and they suddenly showed expressions of surprise.
Jia, Li Tianer and others were also shocked.
But she heard Du Shi chuckle and say: "Miss Shui is very smart. Mr. Liang is a famous person in Tianhai City. Everyone knows that he is hospitable and likes to have banquets with friends.
As for lingering in the flowers... such an elegant thing is not a secret. "
Everyone suddenly felt that they had been cheated.
Leng Lanzhi glanced at Du Shi indifferently: "I just returned to Tianhai City not long ago. No matter how famous Mr. Liang is, his reputation has not yet spread to my ears."
