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"Master Zhong?" Bai Zhi'er thought for a while, doubting the authenticity of his words: "But the parents of the Liang family said that Liang Qingyi was a good girl. I don't know how good it is to learn how to play the piano from a girl."

Xia Bao'er nodded heavily, her beautiful eyes were cold: "That's right! Why did Mr. Zhong pop up again, is it true that you want to trick us away?"

Gu Nuoer waved decisively: "Brother Siming is dishonest, beat him up!"

Ye Siming walked over aggressively.

Li Hui was so frightened that he hugged his head and yelled.

"Don't, don't, don't! Listen to my explanation. The Liang family has a strict family, and they think that a woman's lack of talent is a virtue, so Liang Qingyi seems to go out with me, but in fact, she goes to Mrs. Zhong's lectures."

The six people looked at him intensely, and Li Hui said aggrievedly, "You two are like gods who can kill people. How dare I lie to you?"

"Besides, Liang Qingyi and I are not so much in love with each other as we are each taking what we need. We pretend."

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "Just pretending?"

Li Hui sighed: "I want her money, and she needs my cover. Whenever I have a secret rendezvous, it's actually after she comes out of the house that I accompany her to Mrs. Zhong's."

Gong Yufei said in a deep voice: "Since the purpose of going to Master is to learn, why does she have to cover it up?"

Li Hui said: "The crimes of secret meetings can be big or small, but if she learns something she shouldn't learn, she will be regarded as a typical reactionary model by her family. Mr. Liang is an official in the court, and there is no room for stains."

Feng Fuce lowered his cold eyes and warned him: "You better not lie."

"How dare I! You can go to Master Zhong and ask."

The six people looked at each other and felt that it made sense.

Xia Baoer thought for a while, and asked a question she wanted to know.

"When was the last time you and Liang Qingyi met?"

"Eight days ago, she told me that she was going to do something big at the Jinke Banquet."

"What's the matter?" Gu Nuoer was curious.

Li Hui shook his head: "She didn't say anything."

Bai Zhi'er frowned: "The Jinke Banquet is the celebration banquet for the title of the top scholar in the imperial examination, right? They're all men, how can she go?"

Li Hui asked three questions: "I don't know, I'm only responsible for taking her money and hiding her whereabouts for her."

Six people walked aside and discussed in low voices.

Finally, Ye Siming walked up to Li Hui coldly, clenched his fists.

"You, what do you want to do? I've told you everything I know!" Li Hui panicked.

Ye Siming smiled unrulyly with thin lips, his eyes were dark and deep and cold: "Leave a mark, if you lie, we will come back to find you."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly punched Li Hui on the forehead, causing him to faint immediately.

Gu Nuoer ran over: "Brother Siming, didn't you tell you to be less energetic, so he won't be beaten to death by you?"

"No." Ye Siming looked at her crooked mustache, and stretched out his hand to straighten her.

Next.

The six of them went to Mrs. Zhong's house that Li Hui mentioned.

They visited Liang Qingyi as friends.

Master Zhong is a well-known literati in the capital. His poems and songs are famous for their clear flow, which has attracted many disciples from poor families.

There are scholars and students from different places who come to his house every day, just to listen to him give a lesson, which can be said to have benefited a lot.

The Zhong residence is very large, and Mrs. Zhong entertained them in the backyard garden.

At this time, the starry night is shining and the moon is bright.

"You want to ask Liang Qingyi? That's a good seedling, but unfortunately, it's a woman."

Gu Nuoer wondered: "What's wrong with the girl?"