Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 195 What kind of flower is that
At this time, the sun was setting.

The golden light of late autumn slanted into Yicui Fang along the window edge.

Compared to the noise that night, the hall was completely silent at this time.

Through the long sunlight, Wan Yan could see the dust flying in the air.

With Yang Zhen's fair face, there was a trace of indifference when facing adults.

Su Jizhi kept his face dark, "Miss Yang is very straightforward, so please tell me."

Wan Yan looked at Yang Zhen.

"I'm a businessman. I'm familiar with all the bosses in the jade business in Beijing. Boss Wu is an imperial merchant, so of course he's my guest."

Su Jizhi didn't speak, but just looked at Yang Zhen quietly.

"Boss Wu made a jade business not long ago, and agreed that Yuyuantang would be the mortgage. That's it. Now the other person is gone and the contract is broken, so Yuyuantang is transferred to my name."

As he said that, Yang Zhen took out a document from his sleeve and handed it to Su Jizhi, "This is evidence, Lord Su please have a look."

Wan Yan leaned over, looking at three things.

The document was very simple. Wu Fushan bought a piece of rough stone from southern Yunnan. Because of the turnover needs of Yuyuantang, he used Yuyuantang as a mortgage, and Yang Zhen paid all the expenses before the silver and the rough stone were issued.

After the original stone is opened, all the silver obtained will belong to Wu Fushan, and Yang Zhen will get [-]% of the remuneration.

Wan Yan looked at Yang Zhen.

She squinted her eyes, as if it was someone else's business, "It's that simple, now that the rough stone has been opened, there is nothing, and Boss Wu is dead again, so I can only follow the rules."

Yang Zhen crossed his legs, calmly and calmly in front of Su Jizhi, Wan Yan saw a sneer from the corner of the adult's mouth.

"The rough stone bought by Wufu Mountain turned out to be nothing?"

Yang Zhen nodded.

"May I know which piece it is?"

"It has been broken into pieces, Mr. Su may not be able to verify it."

"Is there a third person who knows about this?"

Yang Zhen shook his head, "Master Su, don't you know? Gambling on rough stones is done in secret, just like that night, didn't your lord come to Yicui Fang to hide his identity?"

The first time Wan Yan saw Yang Zhen, she felt that this woman was not simple, and now it is even more so.

She felt that Yang Zhen was incomprehensible, and there was always something unclear about him.

"Boss Wu has been killed now..." Su Jizhi fiddled with the paperwork in his hand, "It is impossible for Yuyuantang to change owners under such circumstances. Besides, Wufu Mountain is an imperial merchant, and the emperor's instructions are needed to decide whether Yuyuantang should stay or not."

Su Jizhi looked at Yang Qing with a smile, "So Ms. Yang's plan may be in vain. I will meet the emperor in person and declare that no one in Yuyuan Hall can move until the case is cleared up."

Yang Zhen obviously didn't expect this level, bit his lip, his cheeks flushed slightly, "Master Su, I'm leaving the capital in a few days, why are you stopping me?"

Su Jizhi stood up slowly, making a gesture to leave, "For what? For the case, by the way, where were you the night Boss Wu was killed?"

"Where am I? I'm here. Mr. Su forgot, I thought I could make a hairpin when you opened the rough stone."

Su Jizhi thought about it, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Is it three quarters?"

Yang Zhen raised his eyes lightly, hesitated for a moment, and said nothing.

Su Jizhi sneered: "Miss Yang, do you have a carriage when you go out on weekdays?"

Yang Zhen didn't know why Su Jizhi suddenly asked this, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded after thinking about it.

"Miss Yang is very cautious. By the way, how long have you been in the rough stone business?"

"Many years."

"Are you from southern Yunnan?"

"Ah."

Su Jizhi smiled, "It is said that one side supports another side. Wan Yan is from the capital. When we met in Tongshan Mansion back then, we couldn't change her habit of raising the ending. Even if she deliberately concealed it, she would blurt it out occasionally."

Yang Zhen looked at Wan Yan.

Wan Yan smiled, she knew what the lord meant. Although Yang Zhen's accent was not like that of people in the capital, it was definitely not the southern Yunnan accent she said.

"I have traveled all over the years, and my accent is no longer what it used to be."

"Yes, what you said is very reasonable. It seems that I was wrong." Su Jizhi laughed together, spoke casually, and asked suddenly, "Does Miss Yang know some martial arts? Can she use weapons?"

"No!" Yang Zhen said firmly.

"So that's it." Su Jizhi said seriously with a smile, "I think it's safer for a girl to walk outside alone and know how to stay with her. Look at me, how can you say that Miss Yang is alone, but you are alone, right?" ? Or are you married?"

Yang Zhen was a little flustered, "I'm alone, and I also have helpers, what exactly does Mr. Su want to ask?"

"What do I want to ask?" Su Jizhi made himself laugh, "I forgot what I wanted to ask just now, and now I want to ask this batch of rough stones, when will Miss Yang bring them back to the capital? I saw the land contract you signed with Boss Wu, But it's only been a month."

"It's about this time." Yang Zhen was vague.

Wan Yan now believes that there is something wrong with Yang Zhen.

She has accompanied the adults to interrogate the suspect for a long time, and she has also participated in the interrogation by the adults. Whether it is Yang Zhen's answers to questions or her expression and attitude, people feel that she can't dodge clearly.

Looking Yang Zhen up and down again, Wan Yan realized that her plain white dress actually had a pattern on it, and finely divided flowers were sewn on the hem of the skirt.

Yang Zhen is a girl who loves beauty.

Looking at her sachet again, the long milky white tassels hang down from her waist, which is full of styles, and the pattern on the sachet is a style that Wan Yan has never seen before.

What kind of flower is that?

The petals are like a small trumpet, the stamens are light red, the flower branches are slender, and the style is simple, just like Yang Zhen.

Cold and proud.

This is the only adjective Wan Yan can think of.

Yes, cold and proud.

The three unnamed flowers on Yang Zhen's sachet were blooming arrogantly and dazzlingly beautiful.

Wan Yan knows countless flowers, but she can't name them.

Before leaving, Wan Yan walked slowly to Yang Zhen's side, and took a closer look at the three flowers, each with seven petals and prominent stamens, like a girl's smiling face.

"May I ask, Miss Yang, what flowers are embroidered on your sachet?" Wan Yan smiled.

Yang Zhen lowered his head and looked at it, and smiled unconvincingly, "I don't know, this sachet was given by a friend in southern Yunnan, I'm sorry."

But at this glance, Wan Yan knew that Yang Zhen was lying, and she found that the flowers on Yang Zhen's skirt were also in this pattern.

And Yang Zhen just took out a champagne to hide his smile, Wan Yan also saw this flower in the corner of the champagne.

Yang Zhen likes this flower, just like she likes Sophora japonica.

"This flower is so beautiful, it's the first time I've seen it." Wan Yan said sincerely.

"Really, if I have a chance to meet a friend, I will ask, and I will tell Miss Wanyan when I return to the capital in the future."

Yang Zhen looked directly at Wan Yan, but Wan Yan saw a trace of panic in her eyes.

She and the adults appeared in front of Yang Zhen today, and Wan Yan knew that they had stirred up a pool of spring water in Yang Zhen's heart.

While Wan Yan was walking with her head down, Su Jizhi, who was walking in front of her, suddenly turned around and rushed in front of Yang Zhen.

Wan Yan exclaimed, and before she had time to dodge, the lord used the land deed in his hand as a weapon, and went straight to Yang Zhen's face like a gust of wind...

(End of this chapter)