As for why Cheng Silang came to Desheng Tower today, Chun Ling had already confessed to Madam Zhu.
It turned out that he didn't just happen to come by himself, but Chun Ling invited him.
"You are causing harm to others." Mrs. Zhu said anxiously.
"Sister, sister, I really have no one else to turn to. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that something will happen to you, sister. I'm afraid that you won't be able to think about it." Chun Ling cried.
I'm afraid that something will happen to you, sister, I'm afraid that you won't be able to think about it...
Madam Zhu looked sad.
Yes, I just can't think about it.
Looking at the little maid who was crying and almost fainting, Madam Zhu finally sighed.
"How can I blame you?" she said, "If you must blame me, it should be me."
"Sister!" Chun Ling raised her head with tears streaming down her face and shook her head, "Sister, no matter what happened to you, sister, it's all my fault. I went to plead guilty to Cheng Langjun, and I went to plead guilty to the Gao family. It was all my fault.
The trouble caused by advocating..."
"Do you know that Mrs. Cheng is Mr. Cheng's sister?" Mrs. Zhu asked.
Chun Ling nodded.
"I know that Cheng Langjun's sister is a very powerful person. People say that she is a disciple of the gods. Everyone is afraid of her and no one dares to offend her. That's why this slave..." She cried and leaned over again.
kowtow.
"It turns out they are a family." Mrs. Zhu said, as the scene just now seemed to reappear in front of her eyes.
The door was opened, and the woman stepped in. She was wearing no makeup and simple clothes. At that moment, she became the focus of everyone, just like before, the same as she had seen several times, whether it was the Qin family three years ago.
, or on the street during the solar eclipse three years later.
It turns out it's her, it turns out she is the famous Mrs. Cheng.
It turns out that she is his her.
"Sister, sister." Chun Ling's shout brought Madam Zhu back to her senses.
"Chun Ling, since you recognize such a powerful family, why haven't you left here yet?" Mrs. Zhu looked at Chun Ling and smiled, "This is not a good place."
"But, there is a sister here." Chun Ling cried, stepping forward and grabbing Miss Zhu's sleeve.
Looking at the shivering and helpless little maid, Mrs. Zhu sighed softly and stretched out her hand to stroke her head.
"Silly boy." She said with a wry smile.
"Sister, let me go and make amends to them. Just let them be beaten or killed. Sister, it's all my fault." Chun Ling grabbed her hand and cried, getting up and walking out.
Miss Zhu held her back.
"You didn't cause this trouble," she said.
Chun Ling cried and shook her head.
"I caused this." Miss Zhu said, "I lost my duty and forgot my duty. Some people followed me, and I was picky and unwilling. I wanted to live or die."
Smile when you say this.
"If I was keeping my duty and welcoming guests happily, how could you find someone else to take advantage of me to get me out? How could things like today happen?"
"Sister, this is none of your business, why do you have to suffer such injustice, why do you have to embarrass yourself." Chun Ling cried, shaking Miss Zhu's hand, "I don't want you to do this, I don't want you to be like this.
"
"Because this is my life." Miss Zhu said, "If a person doesn't accept his fate or obey his fate, he deserves to be punished."
"Sister." Chun Ling cried so hard that she couldn't speak, and tightly grabbed Miss Zhu's hand.
Madam Zhu shook her off and called for someone to come.
Immediately outside the door, two maidservants came in and served Miss Zhu to change into her shirt. The skirt hanging to the floor shone brightly under the light.
"Sister." Chun Ling cried.
Madam Zhu didn't look back and asked her maid to hold the piano and step forward.
"Sister." Chun Ling fell to the ground and cried loudly, unable to control herself.
The sound of the rubbing of clothes gradually faded away, and the door of the room was closed, blocking out the bustle outside.
Chun Ling sat up, with tears still hanging on her face, but there were no tears left in her eyes. She lazily changed her posture, leaned on the table beside her, turned to look at the bronze mirror, and smiled slightly.
See, it's that simple, nothing happens to you.
She looked at the bronze mirror and raised her hand to apply red lips. Although her youthfulness had not faded, she could imitate Madam Zhu's demeanor by 70-80% as she moved her eyebrows.
"Sister, you are wrong, this is such a good place, I can't bear to leave." She looked at the person in the mirror and said with a smile,
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"…Official, you are wronged."
Madam Mo, who was dragged into the box fiercely by Liu Zulang, shouted repeatedly.
"The slave family doesn't know who Cheng Langjun is. The slave family didn't even know that Cheng Langjun had an appointment with my daughter from the beginning."
Saturday Lang looked at her and sneered.
"Officer!" Lady Mo was so anxious that she swore to the sky, "If I knew that Mr. Cheng was from Madam Cheng's family, I would be so stupid to be so disrespectful! How could the Nu family let the two of them have a conflict over an official prostitute?
We have to think of a comprehensive way, otherwise what good will this do to my Desheng Building!"
"What are the benefits? You yourself know, or the person who asked you to do this also knows." Saturday Lang said with a sneer.
"God can tell you, this is really unjust." Mrs. Mo beat her chest repeatedly and said, "I know that this time I can't explain clearly, and I am no longer a human being inside and outside."
"This is none of my mother's business."
The door was opened, and Miss Zhu, dressed in fine clothes, walked in. She was not at all embarrassed as before, but had resumed her normal appearance as an oiran in front of others.
As she spoke, she bowed her head full of grace.
"This is all because of Zhu Heng."
Madam Mo felt at ease.
Great, it would be great if someone came out and recognized it.
"A Heng, please tell Mrs. Cheng quickly what's going on." She said urgently.
Madam Zhu bowed and knelt down.
"This is nothing, and it's not someone who instigated it to deliberately provoke a confrontation between the two of you. It's just me, the slave family..." she said, "I'm greedy and don't want to accompany the Gao family, and I'm afraid of being forced by their power.
, so I borrowed Cheng Langjun."
"You are really good at borrowing money." Zhou Lang snorted coldly.
"That's because Mrs. Cheng is worthy of being borrowed." Mrs. Zhu said.
Saturday Lang got up furiously.
"That's not something you can borrow!" he shouted, holding the knife hidden under the robe at his waist.
Madam Mo screamed in fright.
He's going to kill someone! She's not afraid if it's someone else, but Mrs. Cheng still has a vicious reputation as King Kong. Back then, Taipingju had killed people in broad daylight!
If she really wanted to kill someone, she might just kill him!
"Yes, I accept my punishment." Madam Zhu looked calm and leaned over to salute.
"There is nothing to punish." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Since my brother is willing, you can borrow this."
Madam Zhu raised her head in disbelief.
What?
"Go down." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
What does she mean?
Madam Zhu and Madam Mo were dumbfounded.
"Ms. Cheng, I..." Miss Zhu had something to say.
"Get lost!" Zhou Lang shouted with eyes wide open.
Madam Zhu bit her lower lip, lowered her head to salute, stood up and backed away. Seeing that she had all left, the Madam didn't dare to stay any longer, so she hurriedly ran out after her.
"... At that time, Mr. Shiro was originally going to go to the Immortal Residence arranged by Sister Banqin, but later he was called by Mrs. Zhu's maid to cry and beg..."
The maid who had sent Cheng Silang off came back at this time, bringing with her a shivering young boy. The young boy knelt down and wiped his tears and said.
Hearing this, the maid on the side quickly added.
"... Mr. Shiro got to know Madam Zhu about three years ago." She whispered, "It was that time when I met the Seventeenth Mr. Wang."
Having said this, he leaned down and saluted.
"It's my fault for not stopping Mr. Lang earlier."
On the side, Zhou Lang heard a sneer.
"Why is this your fault? This is a romantic affair. You can stop it if you stop it?" he said mockingly.
"No." The maid hurriedly said, "Silangjun and Mrs. Zhu have no daily contact. They just got acquainted at the beginning. The maid and Silangjun are from the same hometown. Silangjun is kind-hearted, so he took more care of her."
Saturday laughed loudly.
"Kindhearted? Take care of me? Who does he think he is?" he said.
"There are evil ways to be kind, and there are good things to be ruthless. He doesn't think he is who he is, he is just this kind of person." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Can I only ask him to be kind to me and not to others?"
Are you cruel? Such requirements are too harsh."
From the beginning to the end, she never complained, instead she excused him everywhere!
"So, you still think he's proud of him?" Zhou Lang said through gritted teeth, turning to glare at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"I'm just happy for him." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "As long as he is happy, I am happy."
Zhou Lang's teeth were clenching loudly, and the hands on his knees were clenching loudly.
"Okay, you brothers and sisters will be happy now! You stepped on the prestige of the Gao family and won a beauty! It's such a gratifying and great thing!" He said loudly, while standing up, picking up the order from the Gao family and others just now
He raised the wine placed in the hall and said, "Come, come, it's such a good thing, I'm so happy about all the good things. Come, drink, drink."
After that, he poured the wine bottle down.
The maid looked up at him helplessly.
"Rokuro-kun." She called.
After Zhou Lang finished drinking a bottle of wine, he smashed the bottle into pieces, turned around and walked away quickly.
"Rokuro-kun!"
The maidservant heard another shout from behind.
Fool!
Damn fool!
Hateful fool!
Follow your kind-hearted brother and be happy!
Zhou Lang gritted his teeth and quickened his pace, and finally ran away.
Seeing Liu Lang slamming the door and leaving, the boy in the box was so frightened that he leaned over and trembled, not daring to speak.
The maid sighed, waved her hand for the young man to go down, and then looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Rokuro-kun, it seems like he is going to cry again..." she said.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled and stretched out her hand.
"Bring me the wine," she said.
The maid hurriedly took the jug, poured the wine, held it to her, and watched Cheng Jiaoniang take a slow sip.
"Madam, don't be angry." She whispered.
"Don't be angry." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "This world is not a place where people can have everything they want."
Smile when you say this.
"My ancestors are right, you don't get what you want, you can do whatever you want. If you can, others can, too. If you can scheme against others, you will naturally be schemed against. I am who I am.
He is who he is, so what should he do?"
Lord Ancestor?
The maid frowned slightly.
Ancestors of the Cheng family? Do the elders of the Cheng family still talk about their ancestors to her? She usually wants to avoid them when she sees them.
"What happened this time is really annoying. I was tricked by this official prostitute. I'm in trouble for nothing." She said, pouring another drink for Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Don't be angry. When the soldiers come, we will cover up the water and the earth." Cheng Jiaoniang said, drinking slowly, "If you can afford it, just play it. If you can't afford it, just accept it. It's no big deal."
At this point, I hope that high-ranking official can afford it...
The maid couldn't help but say in her heart.
If you can't afford it, it's not about money. (To be continued)