Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

After returning from Acacia River, Zhu Zheng began to avoid Rong Yan.

What Fang Xichen said might sound absurd at first, but actually every word and sentence had a reason, and it was all because of her.

The candidates speculated by the public are all from good families with clean morals, who have been carefully cultivated and educated since childhood, and have their strengths in both civil and military strategies. This is because everyone knows that Rong Yan should be paired with that kind of girl.

Zhu Zheng felt somewhat disappointed. Matching or not is a perennial topic in Shengjing City. The fourth young lady of the Zhu family is well-known for being uneducated and unskilled. Rong Yan is like a world apart from her.

Not to mention others, even if it was Fang Xichen, with whom she had some acquaintance, if she stood up and said that Rong Yan's "little lover" was her, she would probably be laughed at.

Zhu Zheng didn't care much about fame because she had to. If she cared about it, she should have jumped into the well to accompany her mother long ago.

But the Grand Tutor had been kind to her. The past events were still vivid in her mind. She knew in her heart that she owed him a lot. So why had she not thought it through yet? Instead, she had implicated his reputation, which would be ruined in an instant.

It is not easy to receive favors in childhood, so Zhu Zheng attaches great importance to those who show favors to her, remembers them clearly, and treats them equally.

She used to think that the most vicious word in the world was "repaying kindness with enmity", but now she just felt ashamed, as if she had been slapped hard in the face by her own self at some point in her life.

So Zhu Zheng began to avoid suspicion with Rong Yan. He would take a nap when he was off court and say he had eaten when he was having a meal. In short, he would avoid the time if possible, and if not, he would just stay in the room and not go out.

Fortunately, Rong Yan was a smart man, so he didn't need to explain himself too clearly. After being rejected for eight or nine days, he seemed to understand.

Rong Yan no longer came to listen to Xiaoyuan.

Zhu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It is never too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost, and the little that can be recovered is the better.

Reputation is something that is always delicate and cannot be deliberately sought. When it is being built, it is like "a nine-story tower is built by piling up earth", and when it is being destroyed, it is like "a thousand-mile embankment is destroyed by withered trees and rotten wood."

Zhu Zheng also has some experience on how to fight against rumors. The most important thing is to try to pull them together. If they can't be pulled together, they will naturally fall apart.

Therefore, Rong Yan must be allowed to return to the Taifu Mansion to live, so that those who want to slander him will be confused, and those who want to defend him will have something to say. When rumors are separated from each other, they will naturally cancel out a large part of them.

Besides, everyone said that he was very busy at court, so if he lived in the palace or the Grand Tutor's Mansion, he wouldn't have to travel too much.

However, Zhu Zheng was not used to the fact that there was one less person in such a large Tingxiao Garden, and she was even more uncomfortable with the fact that she suddenly had so much free time.

Apart from accompanying her sister, Zhu Zheng would just stare around, making people feel a bit of loneliness in this noisy summer.

Liu Feng hasn't been here for some time. An Fengxue is here, but she doesn't talk much and is rarely seen. Only when Zhu Zheng calls her will she suddenly appear from nowhere.

She endured it for a few days, and finally couldn't help asking some random questions, just to find out a little about Rong Yan's recent situation. Unfortunately, An Fengxue was not as eloquent as Liu Feng, and answered whatever she asked. For example, when Zhu Zheng asked "How are you, Master, doing recently", she only received a reply of "Still the same as before".

Zhu Zheng lost interest after asking a few questions. An Fengxue saw that she was in a bad mood and continued, "Master has said that if you feel bored, you can go out for a walk and don't have to stay in this courtyard all the time."

Zhu Zheng was thoughtful and silent for a moment, "Then can I go back to the Zhu Mansion?"

She nodded neatly, "I'll go get the car ready right away."

An Fengxue accompanied Zhu Zheng all the way back to the city, but the carriage did not stop in front of Zhu Mansion. Instead, it stopped at the bridgehead near Zhu Mansion as Zhu Zheng requested.

Zhu Zheng got off the car, told others that she would walk there, turned around the bridge, changed her clothes, and went in the opposite direction of the Zhu Mansion.

In front of the Fang residence, a girl with her face covered stuffed a cloth bag to the doorman and was about to leave. However, the two tender-faced doormen were both stubborn. One of them insisted on holding her back and the other immediately went to inform the residence.

Not long after, Fang Xichen ran out with a smile on his face, "A Zheng! I knew it was you as soon as I heard you!"

"..."

Zhu Zheng tore off the scarf on her face. Her idea of ​​a quick resolution was shattered. She was still a little scared of what Fang Xichen had said, but since she had been caught, she couldn't run away for a while.

She had no choice but to accept her fate and agreed to go into the mansion and sit for a while. She could also ask this talkative man about the Grand Tutor's recent situation and see if his reputation had improved a little as she planned.

Fang Xichen enthusiastically carried Zhu Zheng into the reception room of the Fang residence. A large black-breasted parrot with a yellow head and red face was hanging next to the screen. It was standing on an ebony rack combing its feathers, looking majestic and arrogant.

Fang Xichen took out a handful of fruit seeds and fed it, "You came at the right time. I was just about to go out for a walk with Sanhong. If I were any later, I wouldn't have met you."

Zhu Zheng looked around twice. She and Young Master Fang were the only two people in the reception room. She frowned slightly, pointed at the familiar parrot and asked, "Sanhong...is that it?"

"Yes." Fang Xichen nodded, touched the parrot's head and introduced, "It's the third one with the red cheek, so it's called Sanhong. My eldest brother raised it when I was a child. At first, it was to train me to speak, but when I grew up, he thought I was too talkative and annoying, so I could only talk to Sanhong."

Zhu Zheng scratched his head, then suddenly realized something, and then scratched his head again.

After feeding Sanhong, Fang Xichen jumped to Zhu Zheng's side and said, "Zheng, it's been almost ten days. You came here to give me a fan, right?"

"Ah."

Zhu Zheng handed over the silk fan cover in her hand, and swallowed nervously when she saw Fang Xichen opening it with anticipation.

Now she and Rong Yan were in the middle of a heated battle to avoid suspicion, so she didn't have the conditions to suddenly ask him to write a fan. Besides, she owed someone a favor, and she always felt that it was not good to ask Rong Yan to repay it, but it was not good to keep owing a favor to Master Fang.

Between two not-so-good situations, Zhu Zheng came up with a foolproof plan that was not very glorious.

She searched the study room for a while, secretly copied Rong Yan's handwriting several times, and finally wrote on the fan.

The paper fan was opened with a whoosh, revealing four large characters written in flowing strokes on it.

"Be quiet first."

Now Zhu Zheng could understand why Mr. Dafang gave Mr. Xiaofang such a wish, because she also wanted to make the same wish.

Fang Xichen has a handsome appearance, and when he is quiet, he can be considered a handsome young man. For example, the way he is holding a fan and looking at the sun now, he looks much more elegant.

The elegant young man held the fan and looked at it over and over for a long time. He was stunned for a long time and remained silent for a long time.

Zhu Zheng gradually became uneasy in the silence, fearing that her flaws would be discovered.

"A Zheng..." Fang Xichen suddenly twitched twice, as if he had a hot fruit in his mouth, and stammered, "Master Taifu... he, he actually knew my courtesy name..."

After a pause, he said in a louder voice, "A Zheng! My Lord knows my courtesy name!!"

"..."

Zhu Zheng slapped his forehead in annoyance.

I was careless. I should have written "good health and all the best".

Fang Xichen covered his chest and took a deep breath, then walked out with a fan in hand, "I'll go to the prison department right away and check on my elder brother!"

Zhu Zheng hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Young Master Fang, calm down. You also know that the Grand Tutor has a calm personality and doesn't like to show off."

Fang Xichen thought for a while after hearing this, and tried to put on a solemn attitude while wanting to laugh, "A Zheng is right. I am now considered a close friend of the Grand Tutor, so I can't be too grandiose."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure hurriedly passed by the living room. Fang Xichen's butt, which had not yet sat down, immediately jumped up, "Brother, why did you come back so suddenly?"

Fang Shouqian looked at Zhu Zheng, nodded politely, and said calmly, "I'm going to get something. I'll be leaving right away."

"Cough! Cough! " Fang Xichen suddenly started coughing, and while coughing he rushed to his side and fanned him desperately with a fan.

Fang Shouqian was forced to stop and glanced at him, "Are you sick?"

Fang Xichen chuckled, "Brother, would you like to take a look at this new fan?"

Fang Shouqian frowned coldly, and was startled when he saw the fan in Fang Xichen's hand. He took it and looked at it carefully. His serious face was tense as if he was examining a case. After a while, he said, "This is really the handwriting of the Grand Tutor. Why did he write on the fan for you?"

"Don't worry about it." Fang Xichen looked smug, "I told you a long time ago, but you didn't believe me. Now you owe me a hundred taels of silver."

Fang Shouqian was speechless for a moment, "So the Grand Tutor really invited you for tea?"

Fang Xichen: "Of course! Ah Zheng is here too, Ah Zheng can testify for me, don't you agree?"

Zhu Zheng was suddenly called out and was stunned, "Ah, yes..."

Fang Shouqian was half envious and half jealous, and gritted his teeth and said, "The fan was confiscated."

Fang Xichen was not happy with it. "It says 'Jingxian' on it, brother. If you want it, go and ask the Grand Tutor to write 'Sanhong' for you!"

The parrot on the ebony stand heard someone calling it and mimicked loudly, "Three reds, three reds!"

Fang Shouqian's face darkened, "Don't shout!"

Fang Xichen laughed loudly, "Look, look, Sanhong is not satisfied with Sanhong's rampant tyranny."

Fang Shouqian flicked his sleeves, returned the fan to Fang Xichen, and walked away with a sullen face.

Zhu Zheng watched the two brothers bickering and asked in confusion, "Is your brother's name also called 'Sanhong'?"

Fang Xichen laughed even harder when he heard that, holding his belly. It took him a long time to find the energy to explain to Zhu Zheng.

"When my brother and I were studying, the academy asked us to give ourselves nicknames. My brother didn't ask what a nickname was, and thought it was the name of a pet, so he wrote 'Sanhong' and handed it in. Then my brother was called 'Sanhong' for five whole years..."

"Now many of my classmates in the academy have become my colleagues. They still call him Sanhong no matter what. I am happy when I hear these two words, but he jumps up and down when he hears them."

It was indeed a funny thing, but Zhu Zheng didn't laugh. Her mind had been on high alert since she heard the nickname. She calmed down and asked, "Which academy is it?"