Chapter 147: Being clever but being misled by cleverness

"This is it." He handed the iron plate to Feng Yi, and then continued, "Every time their people come, they will bring another half of the Tai Chi-shaped iron plate. The two iron plates can be pieced together to form a complete Tai Chi pattern."

"This thing is very important. I never dare to leave it. I always carry it with me."

It takes talent to think of digging a hole in the sole of your shoe to hide something!

Song Qingci felt a little disgusted, but finally took the half iron plate from Feng Yi's hand.

When she goes back home tonight, she will definitely disinfect her hands thoroughly with alcohol.

When she got the iron plate, she realized that it was not ordinary pig iron, but made of fine iron.

Although it is only about 6-7 cm long and half a cm thick, it feels very heavy in the hand. The engraved patterns on it are also very delicate and special.

It looked a bit beyond the craftsmanship of this era. But it might also be that she didn't have a deeper understanding of this era. After all, she and the original owner only had a limited vision in the capital, and had never been to other places.

But what is certain is that there are definitely not many people who can make this kind of token. This can barely be considered a clue.

It's really hard for housekeeper Shan to carry this thing around with him every day without anyone noticing.

"Is the other half exactly the same as yours?!" Song Qingci handed the item back to Feng Yi, signaling him to keep it well.

"No, the other half is the same shape, but the pattern is different." He had seen the other half of the token many times.

''Can you draw it?''

Shan Huairen shook his head, "No. The pattern on it is very complicated. I have only seen it before, but I can't draw it."

"Okay." Song Qingci nodded. "The story is well written! It's hard for you."

"Sister-in-law, are you saying that Butler Shan is making up stories? Are all the things he said false?!" Shan Xi had been listening beside him. Her mood fluctuated with Butler Shan's words. Sometimes she felt that he was helpless, and sometimes she felt that what he did was too cruel.

What the butler said was so sincere and heartfelt that it didn't sound fake at all.

"Yes, our housekeeper Shan is very good at making up stories." Song Qingci nodded.

Except for Shan Huairen, everyone showed almost the same expression.

Could this be what the young lady said?! Anyway, they didn't hear any flaws.

"Ah Ci, what he said was all lies?!" The old lady was equally incredulous. She even understood Shan Huairen's thoughts a little. It made sense to do something for the child.

If someone used her child to force her, she might do something unforgivable.

Children are a debt, she can really understand that.

"Grandma, not all of what the housekeeper said was lies." Song Qingci walked up to the old lady and explained to her, "A low-level lie is one that does not contain a single word of truth. It is easy to tell. People with a little bit of scheming would not bother to tell such a lie."

"Medium lies are half true and half false. Or eight true sentences and two false sentences. These true and false sentences are mixed together, making it difficult for people who don't know the inside story to distinguish. People who tell this kind of lies are the most common. "

"The most advanced lie is selective description. That means that what he said is almost true. But he hides some important nodes, or reverses the time sequence. In this way, things may be completely different from the original facts. Many situations will change subtly. This kind of lie is almost indistinguishable. And the person who tells this kind of lie also needs to be very thoughtful. At least he must deceive himself before he can deceive others."

"Butler Shan, am I right?!" Song Qingci looked at Shan Huairen.

"I... I don't understand what the young lady is saying." Shan Huairen turned his eyes away, not looking at Song Qingci, and continued, "I have already told you everything the young lady wants to know."

"Did you really tell me everything?!" Song Qingci pointed at Zhang Tianci, "Where is his mother now?!"

Shan Huairen is indeed a man who is capable of great things. Even if someone has a hold on his vitals, he will not honestly tell everything.

"In the story you made up, you are just a poor father who was threatened, and everything you did was for your son. Even if your heart grew up and you couldn't resist the temptation of human nature and took the initiative to do something wrong, it is understandable. Zhang Tianci is even more innocent. He was a person who knew nothing from the beginning to the end. All of this has nothing to do with him."

"But this Zhang Tianci is not Sun Wukong, he can't have jumped out of a crack in a rock. Where is his mother?!"

"In your story, you barely mentioned his mother. Even if you didn't marry the woman who gave birth to your son, you wouldn't kill her, right?! What's more, you value Zhang Tianci so much, and you can't keep him by your side, so you have to keep someone you can trust by his side, right?! "

"For a child, who can be more trustworthy than his own mother? ! More reliable? ! "

Unless there is something seriously wrong with the brain, no woman would treat her child badly. That child needs to be born at the cost of half of one's life and at the gates of hell.

Song Qingci believed that with Shan Huairen's way of doing things, it was impossible for him to find a mentally ill person to bear a child for him.

Not only that, but he will also choose a mother who has better conditions in all aspects for Zhang Tianci, a child whom he has high hopes for.

"His mother is dead. Died at the hands of those people." Shan Huairen lowered his head and spoke quickly, as if he wanted to quickly skip over this link.

"Butler Shan, have you ever thought about how I caught Zhang Tianci?" Song Qingci did not doubt that Shan Huairen was a smart man.

However, because he is a smart man, in some critical moments, smart people often overlook some superficial and fatal points because they think too much.

This is what people often say: being too clever may lead to mistakes.

Shan Huairen suddenly looked up at Song Qingci, and saw that her face was full of confidence in victory.

With just one glance, he knew he had lost everything.