The two girls each held one wing of the butterfly comb and looked at each other. Xiaodi was dressed as a maid, with her hair in a three-part bun, and her eyebrows had a bit of childishness. The woman was about two years older than her.
Wearing a horned crown on his head, he wears light green clothes, a thin auburn jacket, and a round fan in his hand.
Although she is only two years older, this girl has a pink face and peach cheeks, and is already very charming. If Xiaodi is still a green and unripe fruit, this girl is a honey that has just exuded a ripe fragrance.
It’s peach.
After seeing each other's appearance and dress clearly, the two girls' eyes flashed with disdain at the same time, and they began to fight with each other's hands.
"Hey, I saw it first." Xiaodi couldn't help but say after a duel.
The girl chuckled and said: "What a domineering woman, if you see her first, she will be yours."
The owner of the jewelry seller hurriedly tried to smooth things over and said, "You two girls, why are you arguing? There are many styles here. You two girls can choose from them. They all look beautiful."
Xiaodi put on a pretty face and said seriously: "I want this one."
The girl smiled so hard that she couldn't help but smile: "Unfortunately, so do I."
The two hands exerted force at the same time again, clenching the wings of the "butterfly" tightly, and the two pairs of eyes collided fiercely, and a string of sparks suddenly burst out.
Xia Xun is a little funny. As for what, it's just a comb.
Although Xia Xun has been in this era for more than a year, there are many things that he still doesn't understand, such as this girl's dress. He just thinks that this girl has a charming face and a slightly plain dress, but he doesn't know about this kind of dress.
It is actually a kind of uniform, which is what people in brothels must wear when going out.
According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, actors must wear a green headscarf and a red waistband when going out. They are not allowed to walk in the middle of the street, but can only walk on both sides of the road. Women in brothels are not allowed to wear gold and silver jewelry when going out. They can only wear a sapodilla crown. They must
Wearing auburn trousers to distinguish herself from ordinary people. Because of this somewhat humiliating rule, women in brothels rarely go out. This also makes Xia Xun, a half-assed young man, not notice the girl's dress at all.
Find out her identity.
Xia Xun shook his head disapprovingly and advised: "Xiao Di, it's just a comb. Don't compete with others. You can choose another one. It doesn't hurt to choose a few more. I'll buy it for you. Look, this Pipa
It’s in pretty good shape.”
Xiaodi disliked the woman in front of her very much. There was no reason, just an instinctive feeling. She didn't want to give in to the woman in front of her, so she stubbornly said: "I don't like this one, I want this one."
Peng Ziqi is also a woman, and women don't help relatives. Without thinking, she immediately walked between the two of them, stretched out two fingers and pinched them. Both the woman and Xiaodi felt their wrists shake, and they couldn't hold the butterfly comb with their fingers.
Then it fell into the hands of Peng Ziqi.
Peng Ziqi smiled and said: "The black silk tassel is tied up to the eyebrows. When Ke Ke was fifteen years old, she saw that she was not married, and her hair was still hanging down on her temples. I think this butterfly comb is bright and lively, which is suitable for Xiao Di. Here, take it
go."
Xiaodi happily took the comb, smiled sweetly at Peng Ziqi and said, "Thank you, Brother Peng." Then she wrinkled her nose in protest at the woman.
The woman snorted coldly and felt a little sullen for a moment, but she glanced at Xia Xun and saw his handsome appearance clearly. Her eyes lit up, and her sullen expression immediately dissipated, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with mist and she looked at him carefully again.
As soon as he clicked on the extremely expensive jade on his waist, his expression became even gentler: "Master, what do you say?"
Xia Xun spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "I'm very sorry. My girl can take care of it, but I can't take care of this friend. It's just a gadget. Don't argue with her. Why don't you choose another one?"
, I have the right to make an apology to the girl."
The woman teased with watery eyes: "Young Master is so generous, so I want to send him away with these few pennies. Well, I don't want to take advantage of you, so in this case, please help me choose something."
A comb you like is ready."
As she spoke, she moved lightly towards Xia Xun. Xiaodi's feet flashed and she immediately inserted herself between the two of them. She put her hands on her waist, tried hard to straighten her petite chest, and said fiercely: "Leave my young master."
Stay away."
The woman chuckled and said: "Hey, I'm so far away, why do I smell a sour smell? How old is the little girl? Her chest is flat and it's still an uncultivated field, so I'm in a hurry to find oxen to plow it.
Already?"
Xiaodi's face turned red with embarrassment at her bold words. She would not dare to say such words anyway. She deliberately retorted, but she glanced at her tall and magnificent breasts, and then secretly glanced at her own chest.
Xiao Di was immediately discouraged. Peng Ziqi pulled her to his side and said with a stern face: "We won't lose our identity by arguing with this kind of person. Let's go."
Xia Xun saw the woman's smoky eyes and flirtatious behavior, and she spoke so aggressively, and felt that she didn't look like a girl from a good family, so he cupped his hands and turned around to leave, but the woman said reluctantly: "Young Master just said that you want to give someone a gift."
Comb, did you forget it so quickly?"
Xia Xun had no choice but to stop, take a look at the stall, casually picked up a comb and handed it over and said, "How about this one?"
The comb that Xia Xun picked up casually was a "Magu's birthday" comb made of ox horn. This comb was carved from the horn into the pattern of Magu's birthday. Magu held an immortal staff in one hand, with a treasure gourd tied to the end of the staff.
Holding a jade plate in one hand, the pattern on the clothes is fine and even, elegant and gorgeous. The teeth of the comb are engraved on the skirt. It is a little less lively than the butterfly comb, but a little more elegant. Although it is picked up casually, it is very suitable.
The woman's age and appearance.
The woman didn't mind his somewhat perfunctory attitude, and gave him a blessing, with a smile as bright as a flower and said: "Thank you so much, Master, for the comb. My family's surname is Zi, Zi Yi Teng. I dare not ask the Master for his surname."
"The surname is Zi? This surname is quite rare." Xia Xun thought to himself and replied casually: "My lord, Yang Xu, Miss Zi, Yang has something important to attend to, so I'm leaving."
Upon hearing Xia Xun's name, the woman was surprised and said: "Ah Yang Xu, is the young master Yang Wenxuan, Young Master Yang?"
Xia Xun asked curiously: "Do you know me?"
Ziyi Teng said happily: "Although I don't know the young master, I have admired his name for a long time. I didn't expect that it was Young Master Yang who was in front of me. The slave family is too blind to recognize Taishan. Please forgive me. Thanks to Young Master Yang for your kindness, the little girl will definitely..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard a strange voice saying: "Hey, isn't this Young Master Yang Wenxuan?"
The voice came from behind Miss Zi. Xia Xun looked up and saw two young men waddling over like ducks. The two men were wearing the same color, wearing cloud-patterned robes on the right side of each other. They were wearing boots.
Holding a white jade fan filled with lotus flowers in the courtyard, she has a bun on her head and a jade hairpin inserted horizontally.
Judging from his age, the one who spoke was about twenty-five or nine, with a long face, light eyebrows, and an acne on his right cheek. The other one seemed to be a few years older than him, and his appearance was much different, with a Chinese-character face and a mustache.
, thick eyebrows, narrow eyes, and a rather wide mouth. Although he is dressed like a scholar, there are a few striations on his face, which makes him look a bit vulgar, but his expression is very obviously reserved and arrogant.
"Purple Girl"
The person who spoke put away his fan and raised his hand to Ziyi Cangong: "Miss, I've been waiting for a long time. This is my cousin."
His cousin nodded reservedly and said proudly: "My surname is Cao, Cao Yu."
The long-faced scholar flattered him again and said: "Cousin, this is the girl in purple clothes and vines from the 'Mirror Flower Water Pavilion'."
The man had just seen the appearance of Zi Yi Teng, and his eyes were already shining. At this time, he smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed good. Even in Jinan Mansion, this can be regarded as one of the best red girls."
"Haha, my cousin is right, as long as my cousin likes it, that's fine."
Speaking of this, the long-faced scholar glared at Xia Xun with disdain, and said in a strange tone: "Mr. Yang is very well-informed. It turns out that you also heard about the girl in purple who recently put up a comb, what's the matter? Then we started to contact each other privately.
Want to come to a terrace near the water and be the first to get there? Sorry, my cousin also likes Miss Zi very much. I'm afraid Mr. Yang will be disappointed this time."
Xia Xun had been squinting at him since he appeared. He vaguely felt that this person seemed familiar, and immediately became aware that this person must be the person Zhang Shisan had painted a portrait of himself. However, he had been Yang Wenxuan for some time.
That memory has been somewhat weakened, and now I vaguely remembered the identity of the person in front of me, and couldn't help but suddenly asked: "Are you Jiang Zhiqing?"
"This noble person really forgets things. Did you just recognize Jiang now?"
Jiang Zhiqing only said that he was showing contempt, and said with some shame and anger: "Last time at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Miss Yiyi put up a hairdresser, and I was taken away by a friend because it was a temporary entertainment, so I didn't bring enough money, so you, Yang Wenxuan, took the lead.
.This time it won’t go as you want. My cousin has fallen in love with the girl in purple, so you’d better leave as soon as possible.”
Xia Xun already knew the identity of the purple girl in front of him when he heard what he said about the combing ceremony. The so-called combing ceremony was the ceremony in which the brothel's brothel grew up to be a man and formally accepted the guests. Because it was the first
This time, the fun-seekers flocked to the scene and bid, and the winner would be the girl's first guest.
Xia Xun once heard from Zhang Shisan that Yang Wenxuan competed with Jiang Zhiqing, a member of the silk and satin shop, for the right to comb Yiyi's hair at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and each spent money to fight for wealth. In the end, Yang Wenxuan won and greatly ridiculed Jiang Zhiqing, and the two became enemies from then on.
, this person was once listed as one of the assassin suspects by Xia Xun. Unexpectedly, it was only today that the two met for the first time.
After understanding the identity of this purple girl, and listening to Jiang Zhiqing's words, Xia Xun had figured out some of the truth: it must be that this purple girl is getting married soon, and Jiang Zhiqing's cousin is visiting from Jinan and has heard the news.
, I want to see the goods first in order to decide whether to compete for her right to have the first night. The day of the brothel grooming