As the saying goes, you can never wake up a person who is pretending to sleep.
Chen Chenyu, who is Zheng Bianren, must know exactly what kind of heart Su Yingru has. He just wronged Ye Zhenzhen after hearing a vague statement. I don't know whether he is deceiving himself or seeing birds of a feather flock together.
Justice prevails in people's hearts. If the couple pretends to be deaf and dumb, there is no need for Ye Zhenzhen to hold on to them, lest they give people the impression of being unreasonable and unforgiving.
They are irrelevant people anyway, right?
Chu Ningyan, however, was very careful about spending every penny. She deliberately said loudly, "You're right. Let's go farther away to avoid being slapped by some vicious-hearted people. That would be unjust."
She held the hands of Ye Zhenzhen and Mo Qingwei, as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions, and left Su Yingru at a distance. Qin Yuyuan quickly followed, expressing her attitude clearly, and successfully made Su Yingru calm down. Chen Lingyu's expression also changed.
It's all black and white.
It seems that he is pretending to be deaf and dumb.
Ye Zhenzhen became more and more contemptuous.
Feng Yuran also walked over for some unknown reason, stopped in front of Ye Zhenzhen, and said in an apologetic tone, "Ms. Ye, I really wronged you today. I heard Yu'an mention you before, and I always wanted to find an opportunity.
I know you, but I didn’t expect to meet you under such circumstances. I’m really sorry.”
Ye Zhenzhen's face was very strange. She couldn't figure out for a moment whether the daughter of the Minister was a real Holy Mother or a fake Holy Mother. It was just a mistake made by her little follower, but she treated it as if she had made it herself and apologized again and again, as if she had done so much.
It seems like something unforgivable.
But looking at the expressions of others, it was obvious that they were very moved by her gentleness and kindness, and the light in Su Yingru's eyes could almost be called fanaticism.
No matter what her temperament is, this Madonna temperament is a good way to win people's hearts.
Ye Zhenzhen was secretly wary and said politely, "Ms. Su has already apologized, so there is no need to mention it anymore."
Wang Yu'an definitely didn't say anything nice, and Ye Zhenzhen didn't mention her at all - Feng Yuran's inexplicable hostility towards her might also come from Wang Yu'an.
Unexpectedly, she refused to follow her words, and Feng Yuran persisted in raising the topic again, saying, "Mrs. Ye is so kind and worthy of being Mr. Cui's wife. I have never seen Ms. Ye in Beijing before. I wonder which family you are from."
A beautiful lady?"
It turns out that this was her purpose.
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were a little cold.
The ladies and ladies present were all ladies from well-known families. She, a farm girl from the countryside, really couldn't stand on the stage. There was no way Wang Yu'an would not tell her her identity. Feng Yuran deliberately asked this question in order to make her look embarrassed.
It turned out to be a green tea bitch wearing raw mother's skin.
Her identity could not be concealed, and Ye Zhenzhen had no intention of lying. She said in a neither humble nor condescending manner, "I disappoint Madam Feng. I am just an ordinary peasant girl, not a lady from a famous family."
"Oh my God."
Shocked and guilty, Feng Yuran covered her mouth with a handkerchief and apologized incoherently, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I didn't expect it to be like this. Madam Ye, you look very dignified. I didn't mean to expose your shortcomings on purpose."
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This hypocritical look really deserves a beating.
Ye Zhenzhen narrowed her eyes, suppressed the violent tendencies in her body, and said unhurriedly, "A son doesn't think my mother is ugly, a dog doesn't think my family is poor, I have nothing to say to others about my family background, Madam Su, you are serious.
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"Ms. Ye is so kind. Seeing how generous and graceful you are and how you behave like a lady, I thought you were from some family."
Feng Yuran seemed to be relieved, and said with emotion and sincerity, "You must have suffered a lot. It's really difficult for you."
The so-called hardship implies that she has been able to have such a manner that is not inferior to that of other ladies. She has practiced hard for a long time. In addition, she has made friends with Chu Ningyan and others, which immediately turned into a deliberate attempt to cling to the powerful.
female.
The people around her looked at her in a wrong way.
Ye Zhenzhen's teeth were itching with hatred, but there was still a smile on her face, "What do you mean by Mrs. Feng's words? Is it social etiquette to know the book and be polite, how can it be said to endure hardship? Everyone has to learn something, how can anyone think that she knows it?
Is it a chore to write a book?"
Everyone's expressions softened slightly, yes, what's wrong with learning etiquette? Everyone has come here like this, if they laugh at Ye Zhenzhen, what's the difference between laughing at themselves?
Feng Yuran's face was a little stiff, obviously she didn't expect Ye Zhenzhen to be so sharp-tongued.
Chu Ningyan had long been dissatisfied with Feng Yuran's hypocritical appearance. She was very relieved and said insinuatingly, "Ms. Ye, you don't understand. Of course, only people who don't know etiquette, justice and shame find this a chore."
.It is said that those who are close to red are those who are close to red, and those who are close to ink are dark. When making friends in the future, you must not only look at family background, but also based on character and integrity."
This was scolding Su Yingru.
Looking at Feng Yuran's already green face, Ye Zhenzhen felt as comfortable as drinking iced sour plum soup in the dog days of summer, and her smile became more sincere, "Yes, I have learned a lesson."
Mo Qingwei also stepped forward to help, "Although we have just met, I feel that you are a match for each other. If there is a tea party in the future, you cannot refuse the invitation. I heard Ning Yan say that you have rejected her several times.
Already."
This clarified for Ye Zhenzhen that she was not rushing to cling to the powerful.
Qin Yuyuan also said, "I've heard that your fine brushwork has imitated Mr. Cui's charm. You must teach me if you have the opportunity. Don't you know that my father-in-law is full of praise for your husband's paintings?"
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Qin Yuyuan's father-in-law was the Imperial College's liberator, and even he praised the painting endlessly. How wonderful it must be.
A female family member asked curiously on the spot, "Master Cui? But Master Cui, who has his own school of meticulous painting? Is Madam Ye the wife of Master Cui?"
Ye Zhenzhen is a new face, and everyone hasn't had time to understand her identity yet.
Qin Yuyuan said, "That's right. Otherwise, how could we know Mrs. Ye? Mrs. Chu's husband is a close friend of Mr. Cui, and the relationship between the two families is good."
Not many people know Cui Weizhen's identity, but as a young scholar with a high reputation, he is already respectable enough.
In particular, the group of scholars who held a poetry meeting learned about Ye Zhenzhen's identity and immediately came forward to talk enthusiastically, "Ms. Ye, I have been famous for Mr. Cui for a long time. I wonder if I have the opportunity to discuss painting skills with him?"
"Ms. Ye, I want to buy a painting by Mr. Cui. Has he not painted again recently?"
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This group of people are all scholars, some of them are scholars who went to Beijing to take the exam. They will definitely not ignore the star figure of Jinke. Even if Cui Weizhen has lowered his profile, they will not ignore this strong opponent.
Although it is said that literati look down on each other, they still do not hesitate to praise the celebrities they admire. For example, Du Fu was a little fan of Li Bai. With Cui Weizhen's talent, it was easy to capture a few fans.
It was the first time for Ye Zhenzhen to face Cui Weizhen's popularity, and she couldn't help but feel pride and pride in her heart.
After ten years of sharpening his sword, Cui Weizhen has his own stage.