Chapter 217: The Eyes

Yizhou, Daotai Mansion, West Courtyard, and wing room.

Jade Spider looked at the sky outside, it was already the time to hold the lights. She put on makeup carefully in front of the bronze mirror.

When she recalled the afternoon incident, she blushed. After all, she was a virgin. She was in love for the first time and was not happy except for the soreness. But she was already seventeen years old. Thinking about the happiness of Xiqiu and Lianqiu now, thinking about Chuyu, Zijing and others' different treatment of Yuqing, just the four who had been dowry and had already become son-in-law's room, she patted her face and looked more and more firm.

The eight people who entered the mansion together three years ago were not bad in terms of appearance. It was just that because her family was poor and she didn't eat well when she was a child, her body developed late and looked a little inferior.

Now, I have been raising my family for three years, and my skin is tender and tender, and I am extremely watery. Even if I don’t have the afternoon today, there will be noon the next day, or noon the next day. At this point, Jade Spider was very confident, so when she saw the half-sized porcelain bottle next to the bronze mirror, she couldn’t help but frown in disgust, reached out to pick it up, and wanted to throw it into the garbage basket at the door.

After stopping in the air, Yu Zhu thought about it for a while, she gently put the porcelain bottle back. Then, Yu Zhu picked up a handkerchief and wet it, wiped the rouge on her face, opened the powder box, and covered the pink on her cheeks with powder. She frowned and looked at the mirror. The person in the mirror looked a little pale, showing a pity for a kind of gratitude. She suddenly felt depressed, and turned the mirror upside down, bit her lip, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, Yushu sighed, opened the porcelain bottle, poured some of the daffodil juice into the palm of his hand, and gently patted it on his neck and arms. Instantly, the room was filled with a faint fragrance of daffodils.

"Sister Spider!" Yuqing stood at the door and called softly.

After hearing this, Yu Zhu stood up, capped the porcelain bottle, held a handkerchief next to her in her hand, gently wiped her eyes, and opened the door behind her, whispering: "Sister Dragon!"

When Yuqing heard her crying, she couldn't bear it and said with a smile: "What are sisters doing? Sister has always loved her the most. Go to the room quickly, I'm still waiting!"

Jade Spider grabbed the door frame, raised her head, bit her lip and said, "I'm not, he...I..." The more anxious he was, the more he couldn't explain it clearly, and tears had fallen.

Seeing her pale face, Yuqing sighed in her heart when she saw her experience back then, and felt a little ashamed of her suspicion. Yes, my master is the master, and he will discuss which one he wants with others? Isn’t that the same as the Jade Spider of today? What’s the difference?

Yuqiong grabbed Yuzhu's hand, wiped her tears with a veil, and comforted him: "Sister, don't be sad, I am a good person, I will not treat us badly in the future! We two sisters, please serve me well!"

Yu Zhu was still worried and looked over the other side of the room with a look of fear.

Yuqing smiled and said, "Sister, don't be afraid, it's just the first time..." When he said this, he couldn't help but blush and pushed her and said, "Sister, wash up and go up the room. I've just asked it!"

Seeing that Yu Zhu was just looking at him, he didn't respond. Yu Qing rubbed his arms and said, "I'm a little tired of needlework this afternoon. I'm going to bother my sister. My sister is going to rest first!"

Yu Zhu looked at Yulong carefully and saw that she did not seem to be annoyed, so she nodded helplessly.

Seeing Yulong return to the room, Yushu retreated back to the room and did not wash it again, but wiped his eyes with a veil before going to the room.

Cao Song was lying on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking, when he saw Yu Zhu walking in with his head down. He remembered the spring feelings at noon, and was excited and waved his hand and said, "Come here quickly, how can you come?"

Yu Zhu walked to the bed and called "Master" timidly. Cao Song's heart trembled, and he pulled her to her body, closed his eyes and hugged her for a while, and said, "Master miss you, do you miss you?"

When the Jade Spider was not heard, Cao Song opened his eyes to look at her. Seeing her red eyes and a panic-looking face, he felt so distressed that he asked, "What's wrong? That girl from Yulong..."

Yu Zhu shook her head quickly: "No, no, Yu Qiu is very good to me. How could he give me a look just because my master praised me?"

After hearing this, Cao Song smiled and said, "I think so. With her personality, she doesn't seem to be able to bully people. If you don't get bullied, you'll be out of here!"

When Yu Zhu heard this, her expression froze and her face felt a little aggrieved: "What I said!"

Unfortunately, Cao Song was closing his eyes. He smelled the fragrance of flowers on Yushui's body, so he would not look at her joys and anger carefully. Putting down the tent, it was naturally a bit lingering...

After the room was quiet, Yu Zhu asked softly: "I heard that the old man is going to go out tomorrow. Will he get up early? Do you need a servant to get up early to serve him?"

Cao Song hugged her to his chest, closed his eyes and replied, "Don't get up early, I won't go anywhere tomorrow!" At the end of his speech, his voice gradually became smaller and soon the snoring sound gradually started.

Yushu felt a little cold and tightened the quilt behind him, but he still couldn't close his eyes for a long time. He was about to fall asleep until dawn.

*

Perhaps because it is located on the important roads in the north and south, Daxing Town, Tancheng County is very prosperous. The entire town is spread along the sides of the official road. There are shops and restaurants on both sides of the official road, and there are 180 shops and restaurants. There are top travelers, travelers carrying loads, and fellow villagers who come to sell mountain goods in ten miles and eighty villages to gather a picture of the city.

Listening to various shouts, Cao Yong really felt a little like he saw the prosperous times. Because he was thinking about the price of food, he paid special attention to beggars and others on the streets and alleys. Although he was dressed in rags and his face was dirty, he did not fall to the ground hungry. The imagined situations of buying rice and selling children did not appear, and Cao Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back at Mr. Zhuang, Cao Yong felt a little regretful. After all, he was old, so why did he pull him out to do? Mr. Zhuang noticed Cao Yong's eyes and said with a hint of anger: "Why, why do you dislike dragging you down?"

Cao Yong hurriedly said, "Where, where, I'm just afraid that the sir will be tired!"

Mr. Zhuang touched his beard and said leisurely: "What's the matter with just seventy miles? Old people should be stronger and stronger, have you forgotten the idioms of Furuo? I am still healthy, and it should be no problem to watch Niu Niu get married and have children!"

Seeing that although he was a little tired, he was full of energy, Cao Yong smiled and said, "I should be stronger when I am old, but I may be stronger when I am old. Have you forgotten an idiom?"

Mr. Zhuang was free to take the lead, looked at the guest in front of a rice trip not far away, and asked casually: "Oh, what is it?"

"I'm not ashamed!" Cao Yong replied with a smile. Mr. Zhuang turned his head and glanced at him, turned around and laughed.

This time, in addition to Wei Hei and Xiaoman, there are also Wu Sheng, the second brother of the Wu brothers, and Qi Changsui. Wu Sheng's brother has now got married and is married to Chai'er, who has been a bad friend with Cao Yong. The two got married at the end of last month. Seeing that although he was young, he was steady and appropriate in his work, Cao Yong asked him to be the head of the hospital guard, so he did not come with him.

After a total of twelve people, Mr. Zhuang felt that the number of people was a bit eye-catching, so he divided the people into two groups. Xiaoman and the other two were tender, followed Cao Yong, and him, Wei Hei, and Wu Sheng, and five others. Everyone looked like they were not all the same people.

Cao Yong and the others were rich young masters and housekeepers; Wei Hei’s side were all strong men, and they looked a little tough. Even in the Shandong area where Wu Feng was very powerful, they made people feel a little evasive. Especially Wei Hei, not only tall and burly, but also covered his eyes and his face was full of fierce flesh.

Cao Yong followed Mr. Zhuang's sight and saw the rice shop, which was crowded with people, and the business was very prosperous.

The two looked at each other and were a little puzzled. For some reason, the situation in Daxing and Yizhou was different. In Yizhou, many rice shops did not have any food in stock. Even if they were still open for business, there were not so many customers because the price was too high.

The strong aroma of wine came from the air. Cao Yong and the others came out early in the morning and rushed to the road for a morning and couldn't help but feel hungry.

Just by chance, I passed by the rice shop directly opposite the two-story restaurant. Cao Yong pointed to the sign and said to Mr. Zhuang: "Sir, let's go over and have a meal!" Mr. Zhuang was exactly this plan and said immediately.

After entering the restaurant, Cao Yong looked at the table of guests sitting next to the window, and signaled to the young man behind Xiaoman to ask questions.

The young man's surname is Ren and his name is Ji Yong. He is the fourth son of Hu, the director of the Yizhou Huweiwu Pavilion. Huweiwu Pavilion is the place Cao Song must visit every day, the largest martial arts hall in Yizhou City.

Although Ren Hu was a martial artist, he was an authentic official fan. Because he had never read books since he was a child and could not read a few big words, he put all his hopes on his four sons. These boys not only inherited their father's good skills, but also inherited their father's misty head. After reading for several years, they only recognized "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Text".

In order to force his sons to study and improve, Ren Hu used whips to "skin tightly" and "learning a lesson" to his sons. However, after beating the boss and the second, the third, and until the fourth was fifteen, they did not see any improvement. In the end, they could only extinguish the idea of ​​letting their sons get fame.

However, Cao Song's arrival made Ren Hu feel like "surviving in a desperate situation".

This old saying goes well, "the prime minister and the seventh-rank official of the gatekeeper." Although the Cao family is just a Taoist platform at the moment, it is still far from the prime minister, but this is not accurate. Even if you can't be promoted to the prime minister, it should not be a problem to be promoted to the third-rank second-rank for a few years. In that case, it would be a perfect match for the first-rank prime minister, even if the gatekeeper cannot be considered a seventh-rank, eighth-rank, and ninth-rank.

Thinking of this, Ren Hu flattered Cao Song very much and wanted to send the third and youngest boys, the two unmarried boys, to the Cao family as the concierge.

Although it was not a big deal, Cao Song did not respond casually, and only said that he was introducing the two brothers. As for whether he wanted someone, he was not able to make any decisions.

Because Cao Yong's entourage came from Beijing or Jiangning, he wanted to hire a few local long-study people to go on a stroll without any trouble, pretending to be a local.

The arrival of the two brothers Ren Shuyong and Ren Jiyong was exactly what he wanted. Moreover, Cao Song led him to the point of being aware of the truth. After asking a few questions, Cao Yong nodded and asked them to stay.

This was the first time Ren Shuyong and Ren Jiyong saw such a large official as a Taoist platform. They originally thought that even if they were young, they should be in their forties, so they could make Cao Song respect him like an elder. Unexpectedly, he was such a young official.

If it weren't for the Taotai yamen, and hearing a few clerks who respectfully called him "Master", Ren Shuyong and Ren Jiyong would have suspected that Cao Song was looking for someone to pretend to be Taotai to tease the two brothers.

When Cao Song was angry with the surprise of the two, he proudly revealed the glorious history of his brother being an imperial guard. The eyes of the brothers immediately changed. The imperial guard was a legendary master. The two of them admired Cao Yong so much that they secretly made up their minds to follow Cao Yong and look like a person!

*

When the waiter saw a few people looking at each other, he thought that the guests who had been playing the best in the past were thinking about how to slaughter them. Then he heard the servant speak in a local accent: "Waiter, is there a private room next to the window? My young master wants to find a quiet place to eat!"

The waiter immediately stopped thinking and said with a smile: "I just arrived at the dinner, and the upstairs are still empty. Please invite me!" While speaking, he led them to the second floor.

Wei Hei had already arrived. Looking at Cao Yong and the others' backs upstairs, he threw a piece of silver into the arms of another waiter who was coming over and said, "Let me find a private room and buy some wine and food!"

Seeing that the silver was half a tael, the waiter was so happy that his face was about to bloom. He pointed to the stairs, "There are many private rooms on the second floor, and I'll invite you to the second floor!"

Standing in front of the window, Cao Yong sniffed hard. The smell of wine seemed to be bigger than before. He couldn't help but wonder, what's wrong? Could there be a boiled pot nearby that makes the wine fragrant?

Mr. Zhuang stared at the door of the rice shop, watching that most of the customers coming and going were holding big pockets, which was a bit like carrying them on their backs, and the business was not prosperous.

A middle-aged man with a slightly thin figure came out of the rice shop with a bag of things in a hurry. He fell to the side of the road, and the things in his pockets were scattered halfway, looking very embarrassed.

Looking at the very strange things, Cao Yong couldn't help but ask, "|What kind of food is this?" Nowadays, local people mostly use millet and sorghum as their staple food, while wealthy families eat rice and white flour. But at the moment, I don't know if this is considered food.

When Mr. Zhuang saw the middle-aged man put all the things in the place into his pocket, he said with a heavy slight : "That's not food, it's wine lees!"
Chapter completed!