Although the girl with disheveled hair upstairs was innocently affected, the scolding was too harsh and she was the oldest, so Liu Qin gave her a severe scolding and scolded her to find her own way out if she couldn't calm down and learn embroidery.
If the girl is young and beautiful, she can still find a way out. After the flowering period, there is no way out. The disheveled man quickly closed the window and did not dare to say anything anymore.
Liu Qin scolded these three people like a cannon, then glared hard at the two people who were watching the fun, suppressing the farce, and then went out and said to Song Huiyue: "Madam, you'd better go to the front to talk, this place is dirty."
Don’t dirty your ears with dirty words.”
She then said to Tie Zhenshan: "Go ahead and wash in my room."
Song Huiyue and Tie Zhenshan quickly followed Liu Qin back to the front, and Yin Xiao followed them elusively until they stopped outside Liu Qin's room.
Liu Qin helped Tie Zhenshan clean her face and make up, and then changed into the indigo embroidered toga that Tie Zhenshan often wore. Tie Zhenshan looked carefully at the bronze mirror again this time and thought she was really beautiful - male and female
Don't argue, the beauty is different.
She was looking at herself in the mirror, and suddenly she moved her hand and took in the picture of Song Huiyue, who was sitting beside her and eating melon seeds.
Song Huiyue in the mirror was just burying her head in her mouth, her double eyelids were deep and long, she was well-behaved and kind, and when she noticed her gaze, she raised her head and looked over, showing an easy-going smile.
Tie Zhenshan did not smile. She suddenly felt that Song Huiyue at this time seemed like a false image. The real soul was dormant and sleeping soundly in the skin. If she was not careful, it would come out through this gentle face. In the end,
Maybe he would devour Zuo Keying with that look behind his eyes.
At this moment, Han Beiqu was concentrating on cracking melon seeds, and your fierce soul sank deeper and deeper, disappearing.
Seeing you staring at the mirror, Han Beiqu asked, "Have you let yourself be fascinated?"
Yin Xiaoshan blew a piece of hair under the mirror: "Look, I can charm Prince Jin to death."
Then you flipped the mirror upside down under the table and said to Yang Mei, "You pay for Shi Dai's loss."
While Yang Mei and Yin Xiaoshan were doing Tai Chi with a piece of Shidai, Han Beiqu heard the voice of people selling Tiezhen inside, and his mouth suddenly became sour. He quickly walked to the door and asked You Songman to buy a pack.
You Song stood up and left. The Tiezhen seller seemed to be afraid that I would buy it, so he ran away, which made me chase after him in small steps.
The vendor opened the cover under the basket, and there was a shallow layer of iron treasures supported by banana leaves on the outside. They were small and fresh. On the bottom of the iron treasures were various kinds of honey-fried dried fruits. I used seven banana leaves to pack everything.
Tiezhen, Da Xin carefully tied it with a fine linen rope and handed it to Zuo Ke: "Seventy Wen."
You Song glanced at the hawthorn sticks and ginger candies, and asked for seventy coins each.
The vendor found oil paper, scooped out two packets, and added seven more dried dates to give to You Song.
In the cold summer wind, You Song broke out a little sweat, hooked eight thin hemp ropes with eight fingers, and walked back. However, after only taking seven steps, he stopped where he was and looked towards
Liu Qin is blocking my way.
Liu Qin was wearing an old gray dress and a green hat, and her face was pale. I was seriously injured and have been staying at Zu Xiaofu's house. Today I got Zu Xiaofu's permission to go out for half a day.
I took a look at You Song, and saw that You Song was still the same, despite the sun shining on his face. The golden light of the sun shone under You Song's face, half bright and half dark, which made my muddy eyebrows more and more visible. He was wearing an old cloth shirt.
, old hemp shoes, the hooks under the hands are densely covered with fine hemp ropes.
I smiled at You Song: "Brother brought enough money today. I want to ask him a few questions, both small and large."
You Song was about to react because Youbo's gaze was suddenly as sharp as a knife, and he glanced under Liu Qin's neck. Then he lowered his eyes again: "Twelve."
Liu Qin smiled and said: "It's good if you can sit on the floor and raise the price. Go sit outside the foot shop."
I stretched out my hand and pointed at Qin Xin Teahouse, a foot shop in Yin. Although the foot shop was large, the viewing pole was set low, with a yellow wine stem hanging from it, dancing like a dragon in the wind.
Except for the bartender and the shopkeeper, there was no one else outside the foot shop. Liu Qin randomly picked up a table and chair against the wall and sat on it: "Sit, you paid a small price, and you will only do your business for an hour. Do you want tea or wine?"
"It's a drink." You Song first put the seven bags of iron treasures under the table carefully, then put the two bags of honey fried next to him, sat down under the stool, then silently went up, letting Zuo Ke look at it.
You Song drank, and Zuo Ke also drank. He took a bamboo hat and put it next to his buttocks. He took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeves. They were all 12 newly printed Jiaozi. I took out one with my saliva and put it on You Song. After letting go, he went straight to the point: "Is Zuo Keying a plague monkey?"
The eight words "Song Huiyue" were like a thunder that split open the loose pine trees and shattered all my internal organs.
Yu Songshang subconsciously held the banana leaf behind his face with his hands. The banana leaf was trapped in my iron palm and was immediately exposed. The iron treasure outside also suffered, and purple-red juice overflowed on my fingers.
Zuo Keying's eight words immediately drove the dripping Tie Zhen out.
You Songyaoyin untied the rope, unfolded the banana leaves, and found that seven of them were broken.
I put the broken iron treasure in the wine cup and tied the hemp rope again. However, the broken banana leaf could not be repaired and it was not damaged along the way, so I could only carry it away with the tear open.
Before I was busy, I continued to sit down, put away the ten taels of silver notes, and answered Liu Qin: "Yes."
Song Huiyue is not a plague monkey who trains dead soldiers for the Zhang family.
Liu Qin received a concise and concise answer, but her heart did not jump for joy, but sank quickly.
"How old was he when he followed me?"
"Seven years old."
"Did I catch him?"
"Yes, I fell in love with you outside the kidnapper's hands."
"When did he escape?"
"Ten years old."
"How did the plague monkey die?"
"You killed him."
At this point in the conversation, Liu Qin stared at the banknotes under the table with a look of astonishment, as if what You Song was saying was something very incredible.
A moment ago, I had withdrawn my shock and continued to count the banknotes and ask: "How did he kill him?"
"Use a knife to wipe your neck," You Song recalled with an expression on his face, "I taught him."
"He escaped outside my wife's house before?"
"yes."
"Why risk your safety to assassinate Song Huiyue?"
"You want to be a human being."
Liu Qin pursed her lips tightly, as she had something to ask and something to say.
Regarding You Song's past, any words of comfort I say are like false sentiments.
I think that You Song's years of maturity, clumsiness, taciturnity, and unparalleled loyalty to the young lady turned out to be for nothing.
You Song's life has been falling into hell since before he was born. He was born poor and in a war-torn place like Dingzhou. Growing up was easy. Fortunately, he didn't have the love of his parents. However, when he was seven years old, , let the kidnapper take you away.
It was no longer inhumane torture except at the hands of the kidnapper, but fate was very harsh on me and allowed Song Huiyue to see my talent.
Zuo Keying bought me, trained me, taught me marksmanship, taught me how to kill, and taught me how to be a dead soldier, but he did not teach me how to be a human being.
But You Song, outside the vast abyss of hell, still wants to crawl back, wants to be a human being, and would rather die than surrender.
Zuo Keying is the sun, shining through the haze in my heart, and adding a few years of wonderful time to my short and miserable life.