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The skills were on display until the afternoon, when Mrs. Wu invited Lian Xiaojun to have dinner with her.
Although still separated by gauze curtains, Mrs. Wu talked to him more and more. Mrs. Wu seemed to have never gone out, but even Xiaojun rarely went out. He could only talk about things around him, such as when he was a child and How could the family go to see the lanterns and be robbed?
"Is everyone in your family as beautiful as you?" Mrs. Wu asked.
Lian Xiaojun said: "I am the most beautiful."
¡°I neither belittled my family nor stopped myself from calling other family members.
Mrs. Wu¡¯s laughter came from inside.
"But there is one person who is more beautiful than me." Lian Xiaojun added, "It's my sixth aunt, but she has passed away."
Mrs. Wu curiously asked this person, but Lian Xiaojun refused to say more. She only said that she was very beautiful because she was too beautiful to be kept in the world. Please forgive me, Mrs. Wu. He didn¡¯t want to talk about this beautiful aunt who died young. It seemed like this. Blasphemy against the dead.
Mrs. Wu did not ask any further questions, invited Lian Xiaojun to drink tea, and then asked: "What else will you do?"
He has displayed so many skills. Just sitting here is equivalent to a rare treasure. The young lady is indeed a young lady and will not be attracted easily.
"What do you want me to do, Madam?" Lian Xiaojun asked.
Li Minglou smiled. She was not interested in sitting down with him anymore. She could only watch and listen from him and imagine what her mother's life was like when she was young.
"You said you are a rare treasure, but you said I am in danger." She asked, "Can you, a rare treasure like you, solve my danger?"
Lian Xiaojun nodded and said, "Okay."
"What do you want to do?" Li Minglou asked.
Lian Xiaojun said: "I can make money for the young lady."
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The prefect of Song Dynasty was walking around in the front hall, his expression sometimes happy, sometimes worried and sometimes nervous. Chang Shi looked uneasy.
¡°Young madam, did you beat those two gentlemen to death?¡± he asked in a low voice.
Magistrate Song was startled: "What nonsense!" He corrected, "Even if the two writing gentlemen were beaten to death, it cannot be said that Mrs. Wu beat them to death, it can only be said that they were beaten to death by our government"
"Being convicted and punished by our government, he died of physical weakness." Chang Shi also corrected him.
Mrs. Wu can't kill people casually, and neither can the government. Everything must be done according to the example.
Magistrate Song snorted, shook his sleeves and sat down on the chair.
"What happened to those two gentlemen who wrote? Why are you so sad when you come back from seeing the young lady?" Chang Shi asked.
Magistrate Song waved to him and said in a low voice: "I didn't see those two writing gentlemen. There is another person there, Mrs. Wu."
"Who else?" Chang Shi was puzzled.
The prefect of Song Dynasty said meaningfully: "One, an immortal."
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Magistrate Song and Chang Shi stood at the door and stared at it. At dusk, a carriage drove out of the back house and came back in shortly after.
The two clerks who followed the carriage quickly jumped into the Yamen.
"We went to the inn to pick up Lian Xiaojun's entourage and luggage." They whispered, "The Young Madam also paid for them to stay in the hotel, and the entourage said that he would stay with the Young Madam from now on."
Magistrate Song closed his eyes and waved to the two men: "Don't say that, you can't say that."
Before he finished speaking, another clerk ran over from behind and whispered: "The house in the garden over there, Madam, is for guests to live in."
Magistrate Song held his forehead with his hand.
"Is it really that beautiful?" Chang Shi asked curiously.
The three officials all nodded.
"The people at the inn said that this person can only exist in heaven."
"I just took a look behind me. The young man was walking across the stone bridge. He looked back at me. He was as beautiful as a painting."
Magistrate Song couldn't stand listening anymore and drove them away: "Whoever dares to talk nonsense again will have your legs broken."
The officials shrank and ran away.
Chang Shi whispered: "So this man recommended himself for his beauty, and the young lady accepted him?"
Magistrate Song couldn¡¯t bear to hear it: ¡°Don¡¯t be so exaggerated!¡±
But the matter was more than just an exaggeration. On the second day, Mrs. Wu's carriage drove out of her house surrounded by more than a dozen guards. People gathered around and shouted for Mrs. Wu. The curtains of the carriage were lifted by the wind, revealing a person as beautiful as a fairy. But But it's a man.
This handsome manSitting in Mrs. Wu's carriage, escorted by Mrs. Wu, she went in and out of merchants and restaurants, buying various goods, eating, drinking and having fun, which attracted a lot of excitement in the city.
"People are saying that apart from martial arts, story telling, singing, painting, and juggling, beauty can also be recommended by oneself." Chang Shi learned the street talk to the prefect, "Some people think this is a bit inappropriate, and some people think it is natural. Most people think it is understandable. Woman, in the past, men always gave gifts of beauty to each other, and women can also receive gifts of beauty"
Magistrate Song, who was holding his head with his hands, couldn't listen anymore. He clapped his hands on his knees and interrupted him: "Stop talking, there is nothing to talk about in this matter. Young Madam, she is a young lady. She has a husband." "My wife, first a Xiang came to betray me, and then a Lian Meiren came. This time, the young lady did not drive her away and stayed at home."
Chang Shi seemed to be distracted and thoughtful: "Sir, how do the two writing gentlemen look like?"
Magistrate Song¡¯s hand on his knees slapped his forehead heavily again, and he hid his face under his sleeves.
But no matter how much he didn't want to hear it, it became a fact that everyone knew that the young madam had a handsome man by her side. When the young madam went to the military camp to see the situation of the soldiers and horses, when she met the government officials to listen to people's livelihood matters, and even When I was looking at the account books, I always had Lian Xiaojun by my side.
"How are you doing these days?"
Although they are with her every day, Mrs. Wu puts on her veil again when she goes out, but at home she still keeps her face behind a curtain and does not show her face in front of Lian Xiaojun.
Lian Xiaoqiang thought this was because she was ashamed of herself. Many women had previously covered their faces because of Mrs. Wu's beauty.
Lian Xiaojun didn¡¯t make any guesses and didn¡¯t want to be casual. When he heard the questions behind the gauze curtain, he put down his bowl and chopsticks.
"I've almost seen it." He said, "Let me make the most urgent business for the young lady first."
"What business?" Mrs. Wu asked.
Lian Xiaojun said: "Buy food."
Food and drink is indeed the most urgent and biggest crisis. Food and grass for the soldiers and civilians of Gwangju Prefecture are becoming increasingly tight. If there is not enough money to make careful calculations and make careful arrangements, I am afraid it would have caused panic long ago.
Li Minglou also put down his bowls and chopsticks: "How much money do you need?"
Lian Xiaojun smiled and said: "I don't need money from the young lady, as long as you give me 500 strong soldiers as bodyguards, it will be enough."
Finally, a woman¡¯s laughter came from behind the gauze curtain.
¡°It¡¯s really a treasure that Xiaojun can do such a good business.¡±
If you can't do this, even Xiaojun is no longer a treasure.
Words are double-edged swords. One side is praising, the other side is derogation.
"This young lady is really cruel." Lian Xiaoqiang complained as she packed her bags, "You have been with her these past few days, and she even kicked you out without any pity for the hardships and dangers you had to go out."
Lian Xiaojun looked at the mirror and stretched out his hand to touch his face: "It seems that she didn't like my beauty." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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