His face was numb for a while, as if it had been brushed by thatch.
Those damn thatches blocked his view, and he couldn't see clearly the movements of the western thieves on the opposite side.
Liulang stretched out his hand to push away the grass and looked at the opposite side seriously.
The western bandits over there also looked over suddenly, seeming to notice something strange here.
Liu Lang fell down and his heartbeat was pounding. Although it has been more than three years, going to the battlefield always makes people nervous.
Of course he is not afraid.
It was calm all around, there was no commotion between people and horses, and thatch brushed against the face again. Well, actually thatch is not a bad thing, at least it can provide cover.
Liu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and the thatch in front of him seemed to be blown away, but then it swung back again, and this time it happened to be inserted into his nostril.
Liu Lang hurriedly stretched out his hand to push it away, but he couldn't push it away, and the most terrible thing was that he wanted to sneeze!
How can you sneeze!
Absolutely not!
Liulang stretched out his hand and pressed his mouth and nose, trying to hold back the energy, but the grass seemed to have grown into his nose.
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops...
"Ah sneeze!"
A loud sneeze came out, Liu Lang jumped up, mounted his horse, and walked quickly.
But his body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he jumped up and fell to his knees with a thud.
A burst of laughter rang in my ears.
Liu Lang raised his head in confusion and saw Qin Shisanlang laughing so hard.
Qin Shisan?
That's right, he's no longer in the northwest, he's already back.
It's a dream.
Liu Lang exhaled and woke up, but immediately frowned again.
"Qin Shisan, why did you come to my place so early in the morning?" He said angrily, looking down at his shirtless body, only wearing a pair of obscene pants.
These pants…
"You can see clearly." Qin Shisanlang smiled and shook the brush in his hand, "Whose house is this?"
Only then did Liulang look up, and he was even more surprised.
"Why am I at your house?" he asked.
Qin Shisanlang sat down with a smile, took a sip of the tea soup beside him.
"How do I know? You were so drunk in the middle of the night yesterday that you kicked open the door of my house and insisted on dragging me to admire the moon and dancing with a sword for me." He curled his lips and said, stroking his forehead, "To tell the truth, you dance
It’s really ugly.”
Saturday Lang looked ugly.
last night…
Last night, he only remembered walking out of Desheng Building angrily, not wanting to go home, and not knowing where to go. He ended up drinking at a stall in the night market, and then he didn't remember anything.
Thinking of this, he also reached out to touch his forehead.
pain….
My head hurts, my throat hurts, and my body hurts...
He looked down at his arms and shoulders and saw a few bruises.
"Hey, did you hit me while I was drunk?" he shouted with a glare.
Qin Shisanlang sighed.
"Can I beat you? You are invincible. Your chest is broken by rocks and your arms can break trees. How can I dare to beat you," he said.
Just a few words could make him see how drunk he was yesterday. Zhou Lang snorted and picked out something from the clothes rack nearby and put it on.
"I really can't get used to wearing these fancy clothes of yours...Have mine been washed and dried?" he said.
"Stop changing the topic and tell me, what happened?" Qin Shisanlang asked.
"What's the matter? Haven't you ever seen a man drinking?" Saturday Lang said with a sneer.
"I've never seen a man like you drink before." Qin Shisanlang said, smiling again, "However, you are quite strict with your mouth when you are drunk, and you can't even form words. It seems that,
This matter is very important and you never want anyone to know about it."
It cost 50,000 yuan to compete for the courtesan. A new scholar and a boudoir girl. This kind of thing is not important, but it is too embarrassing!
Zhou Lang sneered and ignored it, and walked over to pick up the tea soup to eat.
"Hey, let's go as soon as possible after drinking the tea soup. I have something else to do today." Qin Shisanlang said.
"What do you want? Are you going to drink and have fun with those classmates?" Zhou Lang said with a glare.
"Did you do it on purpose or did you really forget?" Qin Shisanlang smiled and reached out to brush his robe, "I have an appointment today."
Are you okay tomorrow? The cherry blossoms in Wuliguan outside the city are in bloom. How about we go to enjoy the flowers?
Liu Lang remembered it and frowned again.
"Don't go!" he said, reaching out and grabbing Qin Shisanlang's arm.
"What happened to her?" Qin Shisanlang grabbed his arm with his backhand and asked with a frown.
"What are you talking about?" Zhou Lang waved his hands and said, "You and she are not young anymore. What kind of flowers can you enjoy when you are alone?"
Qin Shisanlang shook his head and smiled.
"Zhou Hao, Zhou Hao, can you please stop playing tricks in front of me? It's really terrible," he said.
A maid came quickly outside the door.
"Thirteenth Young Master, Madam Cheng is here," she said.
Both people in the room were shocked, but one was happy and the other was surprised.
"Why is she here?" they both said at the same time.
"She really kept her promise." Qin Shisanlang smiled and shook off Liulang Lang's arm, "If you want to leave, you can leave. If you don't want to leave, just stay here. I'm leaving."
Zhou Lang looked at Qin Shisanlang with a face as he walked away quickly. He wanted to shout but did not open his mouth in the end.
He even came specially to keep the appointment!
She is so...so...!
Zhou Lang gritted his teeth for a moment, grabbed the tea soup and drank it in one gulp.
"...It's getting late. If you go late, you can't even get in the car."
Qin Thirteenth Lang walked into the hall and spoke directly, while saluting Mrs. Qin.
"Mother, I'm going to invite Mrs. Cheng."
Mrs. Qin smiled.
"What's the rush? I haven't finished speaking yet," she said.
"It goes without saying, mother, your joke is very funny, why not let the children tell it to Mrs. Cheng." Qin Shisanlang smiled and saluted.
Seeing this, Cheng Jiaoniang saluted and stood up to leave.
Seeing the two people walking away one after another, Mrs. Qin looked away with a smile.
"Madam, I think Mrs. Cheng is very kind to our Thirteenth Prince." The maid on the side said with a smile.
"That's natural. How kind Thirteenth Lang is to her. People's hearts change people's hearts." Mrs. Qin said with a smile, "People's hearts are made of flesh. As long as you are sincere, even a stone can cover the heat. Then the rules can naturally be changed."
The maid smiled and nodded.
"I have been stupid for so many years and have never read a book. I still know that people are alive and rules are dead." She said with a smile.
Mrs. Qin smiled even more heartily, but then shook her head.
"It's just that Thirteen is too proud." She said, "When a woman says she has rules, she refuses to follow them. I think Mrs. Cheng is also a proud person, so she has to be careful."
When I said this, I was lost in thought for a moment, and suddenly I sighed again.
"What's wrong, madam?" the maid asked hurriedly.
"This Thirteen! Did he say that my joke was funny, or did he say that my joke was funny?" Mrs. Qin said, "He actually got into it again and tricked me."
On the other side, Zhou Lang stood up sadly.
"Master Zhou, what do you want to eat? The kitchen is ready." the maids asked.
"If you don't want to eat, I have to leave." He said in a low voice, and then he raised his feet and saw a boy running in from outside the door.
"Sir!" the boy shouted happily.
It was his own boy. Zhou Lang stood still and watched the boy run in with a bundle in his hand.
"Sir, I have brought you some clothes," he said.
The boy unpacked the bag and found that it was fully equipped from the inside out.
Saturday Lang snorted.
"It's rare that you are clever." He said, opening his hands and letting the maids replace them.
The boy chuckled.
"Yesterday, Master, you drove me away without letting me follow you. I knew you were very drunk," he said.
Liu Lang kept a straight face and said nothing, waiting for the boy to continue to boast and please, but the boy stopped here.
"...So Mrs. Cheng asked me to give you some clothes." He lowered his head and said.
Mrs. Cheng…
A good meal on Saturday.
"What?" he asked.
The boy chatted.
"Actually, I didn't just think of it." He said, "Ms. Cheng went to look for the young master yesterday. She was relieved to know that the young master was with Qin Langjun. I heard that the young master said that you were drunk, so she went there early in the morning.
Ask the young one to pack up your clothes and send them over with you."
If it had been any other time, he would definitely take the credit for such small details to please his concerned master, but when he thought that the person who really had the intention and merit was Mrs. Cheng, he still didn't dare.
"You said she came here specially to give me clothes?" Zhou Lang stepped forward and grabbed him and asked.
He moved suddenly, and the maids who were fastening their clothes were almost pulled down, and they all called Rokuro-kun with a bit of anger.
"Go." Zhou Lang waved his hands to drive them away and grabbed the boy, "Isn't that right?"
The boy nodded hurriedly.
"Specially?" Zhou Lang asked again.
"Yes..." The boy nodded.
"Tell me exactly what she said without saying a single word." Zhou Lang urged with a glare.
"Where do you start?" the boy asked blankly.
Mrs. Cheng was looking for the young master yesterday...
She was looking for herself yesterday...
Saturday Lang couldn't help grinning, but he quickly stopped it.
"Starting from yesterday," he said, sitting down with his clothes half open.
Yesterday….
"Tell me more details." Zhou Lang urged again.
The young man responded, and the maids on the side laughed.
"Rokuro-kun, we are going to pass the food around. Can you please listen slowly while eating?" they said.
Zhou Lang waved his hand.
"Okay." He said.
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A gust of wind blew by, and the cherry blossoms on the tree were flying like snow, causing the people below to laugh even more.
There were many people scattered under the tree, some men and women, some sitting and some standing, all looking up at the flowers. There were even children jumping under the flowers with their hands stretched out.
"The mountain is not high, and the rest of the Five Mile View is mediocre. Just relying on the people who originally built the view to plant this patch of cherry blossoms is enough to guarantee the incense for generations." Qin Thirteenth Lang said with a smile, looking away and looking at the person sitting opposite.
woman.
Flower petals are scattered on the hood of the woman's cloak, adding a touch of softness.
"It's unintentional, but it turns out to be cause and effect." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Most things in the world are like this." Qin Shisanlang nodded and picked up the tea bowl in front of him.
The maids had already covered it with gauze in advance, and no petals fell behind.
"...Have you heard about it?"
The sound of people talking could be heard on the roadside.
"There was a competition for the Oiran in Desheng Tower last night."
"What's so rare about competing for the oiran? There are competitions every day."
If there is no one to compete with, it will not be an oiran.
Qin Shisanlang smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to invite.
"Try this, my mother's favorite snack." He said.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and reached out to pinch it.
"But it's actually not very delicious." Qin Shisanlang chuckled again, "It's not that I'm disrespectful, it's..."
"...This time is different from before. A woman is competing for the oiran..."
"...women compete to be courtesans?"
"No, it's women vying to be the oiran..."
When these words came out, there was a burst of excitement under the flowers on the roadside.
Qin Shisanlang couldn't help but stop talking, looked over and smiled.
"Did you hear that?" He turned around and asked, "Do you believe such a thing exists?"
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"I believe it," she said.
Qin Shisanlang laughed.
"Have you seen it with your own eyes? You actually believe it?" he said, continuing to eat tea.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded again.
"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I was the one competing for the oiran," she said.
It’s me who’s competing for the title of Courtesan!
Qin Shisanlang spat out a mouthful of tea.
The maidservants exclaimed and hurriedly took handkerchiefs to wipe the shallow water stains on Cheng Jiaoniang's robes and cloaks.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at Thirteenth Qin with an indifferent expression.
Qin Shisanlang looked at her for a moment.
"Congratulations on bringing this beauty home!" He raised his hand and saluted with a smile.
Cheng Jiaoniang returned the gift.
"Thank you." she said.
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"Zhou Hui!"
Qin Thirteenth Lang's voice came from outside, and people rushed in with the shout. At a glance, he saw Liu Lang lying in the hall and watching two maids playing with the rope.
"You haven't left yet?" he said, "My trip to your house was in vain."
Saturday Lang also looked at him and sat up.
"I have something to tell you."
They said at the same time, and were stunned after saying this.
"You don't need to say anything, I already know everything." Qin Shisanlang said, walked in, lifted up his clothes, sat down, and waved his hands.
The two maids quickly got up and left.
Saturday Lang grinned, then quickly stopped.
"Don't be sad, she still has a date with you anyway," he said.
Qin Shisanlang frowned.
"What did you say?" he asked, and then with a bit of displeasure, "Why did you hide such a big thing from me!"
"What a big deal this is." Zhou Lang said with a smile.
"People were already murderous at that time, so it's not a big deal?" Qin Shisanlang said, "It's not a big deal, so why were you so drunk last night?"
Saturday Lang was stunned for a moment.
"What you're talking about is..." He said in a low voice, "Did you know...that the news has spread in the capital?"
"Nonsense." Qin Thirteenth Lang said angrily, "It's so rare to gather oirans, Gao family, and immortal ladies to be beautiful, powerful, and immortal. It's a once-in-a-lifetime thing that you can't even imagine. If you don't spread it,
It’s weird to open it.”
Zhou Lang said oh, and his face darkened again when he thought of the trouble he was going to face now.
"Is it just Mrs. Zhu's fault?" Qin Shisanlang asked.
"I don't know." Zhou Lang said with a bit of anger, "Anyway, it doesn't matter who did it, as long as her romantic brother is happy."
Qin Shisanlang looked at him.
"Is this why you got so drunk that you abandoned her and came to me?" he asked.
Saturday Lang snorted.
"I don't..." he said, but was interrupted by Qin Shisanlang before he finished speaking.
"It seems like you are really not as good as her romantic brother." Qin Shisanlang said with a serious look on his face.
Saturday Lang stared at him and was about to jump up.
"Her situation is bad enough. She can only break her teeth and swallow them. What are you doing? Lose your temper at her? Are you acting like a brother? Cheng Silang is a bit stupid, but at least he knows that he loves her sister.
." Qin Shisanlang said.
"Why is she so upset? I see she is happy..." Zhou Lang said through gritted teeth.
Qin Shisanlang sneered.
"Does getting drunk like you show that she is bad?" he said.
Saturday Lang had a sullen face.
"Things are already like this, what can she do?" Qin Shisanlang said, "According to most people's thinking, what most people should do is to admit their mistakes and apologize to the high-ranking officials. 50,000 yuan is definitely not enough.
I would not give it to the oiran, but respectfully present it to a high-ranking official, begging him to calm down his shock, but, Zhou Hui, will you do this?"
Liu Lang clenched his hands on his knees.
no way….
"You can't even do it, how can she do it?"
Qin Shisanlang said, looking at him and sighing.
"She doesn't even want to argue with the servants, even the servants of high-ranking and low-ranking officials. That's disdain, but it's also not pride. How can a person like her admit her mistakes and bow her head? Besides, she's not wrong either."
"This thing is obviously a trap. If something like this happened, wouldn't the stupid and kind-hearted Cheng Silang feel sad? He would definitely blame himself and wish he could die. She went to admit her mistake, which seemed to appease the anger of the high-ranking officials, but it also made Cheng Silang feel sad.
Shiro is even more ashamed that he has been involved with her. How could someone like her make Cheng Silang feel ashamed to death?"
"But how can you say that she doesn't care, and she is happy in her heart? She was plotted against, caused misfortune, and inexplicably became enemies with the Gao family, and it was a disgraceful hatred. She didn't know how angry and annoyed she was."
"Why doesn't she get angry, sad, anxious, or upset? She is also a human being, and she has emotions and desires, but she never talks about them. This restraint is more painful than wantonness."
"But what can we do now? Is there any use in being angry and annoyed? It's no use. We can only think of ways to find a way out of this predicament, and what she is doing now is the best."
"Put aside all the things, whether conspiracy or calculation or hatred, and leave only one key point, which is to fight for the oiran."
"It starts with competing for the courtesan, and ends with the race for the courtesan. Since it is a competition, there will be wins and losses, and the results will be satisfactory and unsatisfactory. Everything comes down to the competition for the courtesans."
"Fighting for the oiran is a ridiculous thing. It is a fun thing for young people. Since it is a ridiculous thing, it should be laughed off. If it leads to a life-and-death feud, it will be even more ridiculous."
"Although I don't know if the Gao family can really laugh this off as a ridiculous thing, at least it should be that way in the eyes of the world."
"She is a little girl who is not afraid of power when she stands up for her brother. Although the scholars and people in the community laugh at her, she can still applaud her."
"If she bows her head, admits defeat, admits her mistake and apologizes, and instead becomes a groveling person, then she really has no chance at all."
"What do you think you're angry about? Why are you making such a fuss?"
Saturday Lang stood up suddenly.
"I'm not angry because of this," he said angrily, "I'm not blaming her for not bowing to the Gao family! I'm just angry at those stupid people, those who always cause her trouble."
"What else?" Qin Shisanlang asked.
"I'm angry that she's still so nice to those people!" Saturday Lang glared and yelled, "Are you satisfied? Yes, that's why I'm angry!"
He is angry, angry, no, jealous.
"It is precisely because she is good to those people that we think she is good." Qin Shisanlang said with a slight smile, "Is it okay for her to be ruthless to Cheng Silang because he caused trouble? Does she want to
Is it okay to give Cheng Shiro a hard backhand?"
Zhou Lang felt depressed for a while and felt a little depressed.
Yes, this annoying woman is so hateful, but why does she always seem to be a good person?
Looking at Zhou Lang who was embarrassed and unable to hide his shame, Qin Shisanlang smiled and motioned for him to sit down.
"Don't worry too much. This matter is ridiculous after all, and she is just a little girl. Little girls have a bigger temper, so it can be explained away." He said, "I will think of a solution for the Gao family.
, if it is said that it was played by this official prostitute, everyone is a victim, and it should be able to turn the big problem into a trivial one."
Zhou Lang didn't speak in a muffled voice and took a step forward.
"Let's leave after dinner." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile, "There's no need to rush back and apologize to her."
"You're the one who apologized." Zhou Lang said in a low voice, without stopping.
"Master, Master."
A young boy ran in joltingly.
"Ms. Cheng is here."
The two of them were shocked again.
"Why is she here?" they both said at the same time again.
"The city gate has to be closed at night, so you can't enjoy the flowers under the lamp." Zhou Lang said with a snort.
Before Qin Shisanlang could speak, the boy spoke first.
"Sir, Mrs. Cheng is here to pick you up." He said happily.
Pick up...me?
Saturday Lang was stunned.
"Why pick me up?" he asked blankly.
Qin Shisanlang smiled, walked over and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
"Because she saw your sincerity." He said, "Rokuro, haven't you always known what sincerity is? Now, your heart is."
Zhou Lang was slightly absent-minded.
When was the last time I heard this sentence...
Xu Maoxiu and others were still there at that time, and the woman asked them to shoot several thugs in broad daylight.
"However, these men are really reliable. Just saying so and daring to do so is enough to be used."
"Rokuro, haven't you always known what sincerity is? This is sincerity."
Trust her, worry about her, and have no distracting thoughts.
Zhou Lang sighed, raised his head and left. After walking a few steps, he stopped and looked back at Qin Shisanlang.
"Hey, I haven't told you what I just wanted to say." He said.
Qin Shisanlang looked at him and remembered the scene when he entered the door just now.
"What I want to tell you is this." Zhou Lang grinned, "She came just now because of me."
As he spoke, he reached out and brushed his robe, feeling a little proud.
"I'm not here to keep your appointment, but you're here to give me some clothes."
Qin Thirteenth Lang was stunned, watching Zhou Lang turn around and swagger away, then shook his head and smiled.
"I see." He said.
As evening approached, there were more people walking on the street, with hurried footsteps, cars, and horses. Cheng Jiaoniang's carriage moved a little slowly, and Zhou Lang followed him on horseback.
"Thank you for sending me the horse." He hesitated and said.
The spring breeze had softened, the curtains of the carriage were lifted, and Cheng Jiaoniang in the carriage turned her head to look over.
"You're welcome, your horse was lost because of me," she said.
"No." Saturday Lang said immediately.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
"It's my own business." Zhou Lang continued, "I'm just angry that I'm useless and can't help you."
"No one can help with this matter," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Yes, so what?
What a... unlucky thing.
Saturday Lang tightened his grip on the reins.
After entering the house in silence, Cheng Jiaoniang bowed and left.
"Hey." Zhou Lang called to her again.
Cheng Jiaoniang stopped.
"Don't be anxious, don't be sad. If you want to protect that idiot, just do it." Saturday Lang said with a sullen face, "I, I'll just protect you."
Say it, say it!
Zhou Lang shouted in his heart, such embarrassing words were said!
Go quickly!
My heart shouted to move quickly, but my body was too stiff to move.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and smiled.
"Would you like some snacks?" she asked.
"It's dim sum again. Is there anything else besides dim sum?" Zhou Lang said in a muffled voice.
"What do you want?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
What do you want?
"Painting." Liu Lang blurted out and nodded again, "Painting, paintings like Qin Shisan's."
"Okay." Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and said, turned around and took a step forward.
Liu Zhoulang grinned, then stopped, hesitated, and then raised his feet to follow.
"...I also want flowers, they can bloom at night..."
"...better than Qin Shisan's..."
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"Madam, madam..."
The sound of treading footsteps broke the early morning peace of the Cheng family.
Mrs. Cheng Er, who had just dressed up, turned her head and looked at the woman running in displeasedly.
"We are in the capital now, so don't make a fuss about losing your identity," she said.
The woman hurriedly slowed down her pace and answered yes.
"What's the matter?" Mrs. Cheng Er asked casually as she chose one hairpin from a box full of hairpins and put it on.
"I just went to see Miss Banqin to pay, and Miss Banqin said I had no money," the woman said.
"What?" Mrs. Cheng Er immediately shouted, "How come there is no money? Is she coaxing a fool? Why not give me money! What does she want to do?"
The maid's ears buzzed as she shouted so loudly.
"What are you yelling about?"
Mr. Cheng Er, who had returned from a walk after dinner, walked into the door and said with a frown.
"How dignified is it?"
"Master, I'm right, the Zhou family robs people just for money." Mrs. Cheng Er stood up and said hurriedly, "Look, now she starts not to give us money!"
Mr. Cheng Er scoffed.
"It's a joke, that's my money, who dares to take it away?" he said, calling for the butler, "I have already chosen someone, I will go to the store today, replace all the shopkeepers, and hand over the account books directly.
"
Mrs. Cheng was immediately overjoyed. It was finally time, and those shops were finally hers.
"Sir, madam, sir, madam."
There was another shouting outside the door.
"You should take care of the family tradition. What does it look like!" Mr. Cheng Er raised his eyebrows and said.
"Yes, sir." Mrs. Cheng Er smiled and saluted, "My family was not in order before, but it will be better in the future. I will definitely make the family orderly."
As he spoke, he looked at the servants crawling in.
"What are you yelling about!" she yelled, but was interrupted by the servant before she could finish her words.
"Madam, what's wrong, there are a lot of people coming to the door, asking for accounts." The servant looked panicked and pointed outside.
"You want an account? What account do you want?" Mrs. Cheng Er asked in confusion.
Did you go to the wrong door?
"That's right. They said it's the store's account. What should be settled?" the servant said.
"It's time to get married and go find Banqin! Whoever collects the money will go to him!" Mrs. Cheng Er said angrily.
"Banqin said that he had no money, so these people came to see you, madam," the servant said.
Mrs. Cheng Er sneered.
"What are you looking for me for?" she said, "I don't..."
"Madam, they said they were looking for a boss. Madam, you are the boss now," the servant reminded.
Mrs. Cheng Er was stunned for a moment and then became even angrier.
"Have you thought that I am the boss now?" she shouted.
"Master, Master."
Before he finished speaking, someone else ran in from the other side.
"What's wrong?" Mr. Cheng Er felt his head was heavy. There was really no peace and quiet this early in the morning.
"Master, people outside are saying that our eldest lady bought an oiran with 50,000 yuan!" the servant said with a white face.
Fifty thousand guan! Bao oiran! Big lady!
Mr. Cheng Er and Mrs. Cheng Er were instantly stunned.
What a joke!
"So, is this Banqin saying that he has no money?" The servant woman was clever and said suddenly from the side.
