Zhu Changqing smiled: "I really can't say, maybe it's just for this opportunity to do something with a little effort."
Wen Shaoxue raised an eyebrow at him, and then he said the business with a smile: "No, no, just kidding, don't mind, shopkeeper Wen. I'm here because of my sister. She actually wanted to come in person, but unfortunately she's not in good health."
inconvenient."
Zhu Changqing thought about Yichen's gloomy face when he asked Yichen if he liked the rouge or if he wanted another color.
He must have really wanted to come over in person and wreak havoc in person, but unfortunately his body had not recovered yet and he could only lie down most of the time.
Wen Shaoxue smiled modestly: "This is what I should do. If Miss likes it or is dissatisfied, you can tell me and I will pay attention to other styles."
She paused and then said: "Of course, it would be great if the lady could come here in person, so that I can know better what kind of rouge and gouache should be recommended to the lady, and I can also help her design one that suits her temperament.
makeup.”
"What kind of makeup suits his temperament?" Zhu Changqing touched his chin: "This suggestion is very interesting. I will definitely bring him here someday, and I will have to escort him over."
Wen Shaoxue was funny: "It's not that exaggerated."
She looked at the increasingly lively street outside: "If you don't want to come out, don't come out. After all, the world is a bit chaotic now. If a girl doesn't want to come out, don't force her."
Zhu Changqing also sighed: "Yes, the world is unstable now. I don't know how many people in the capital are secretly competing with each other. I don't know how the emperor is doing."
Wen Shaoxue looked a little surprised: "Do you know Lin...Emperor?"
Zhu Changqing observed her expression carefully and was sure that she knew the emperor, so he continued with a sad face: "It can't be regarded as acquaintance. How can a person like me know the emperor? It's just that the emperor saved our family a few years ago.
I have a small life, so I am very grateful to him."
Wen Shaoxue was curious: "He saved your whole family and you still don't know him?"
Zhu Changqing shook his head: "Two years ago, an epidemic occurred in Liuye Village on the outskirts of Beijing. At that time, except for my sister and I, the whole family was there. I was frightened. Fortunately, I was saved in the end. The emperor sent people to
Otherwise, my family may never come out."
Wen Shaoxue nodded: "So that's it."
Zhu Changqing nodded: "Yes, so I have always remembered the emperor's kindness. There is also Mr. Zhou who has been there to appease the people. Do you know him?"
Wen Shaoxue lowered his head and seemed to suddenly become very sad: "Mr. Zhou...Mr. Zhou is a good official."
Zhu Changqing's eyes seemed to light up: "Do you know Mr. Zhou? Do you know where he lives now? Do you know if he has left Beijing? Back then, he poured a bowl of water for my elderly mother, and my mother is still there now.
I was grateful for his kindness and even said that I would pay him a visit in person."
Wen Shaoxue's eyes were red. She sat down and hugged her knees: "You don't know yet... Mr. Zhou, he, he, he has passed away."
Of course Zhu Changqing knew, but he looked stunned and in disbelief: "How, how could it be possible? Mr. Zhou is such a good person... Besides, he is still so young and so good, how could it be possible?"
Speaking of this, Wen Shaoxue could not help but feel a trace of anger in his eyes, and there was a bit of resentment in his tone: "They were all harmed by villains. Those traitors and traitors will all have their retribution. The person who harmed him is already dead.
Others will soon pay the price."
Zhu Changqing was speechless by the real resentment in her tone. After all, he himself was also a member of the rebellious officials and thieves, so he couldn't continue to curse him according to her, but Mr. Zhou was his benefactor and he was excusing the murderer who killed his benefactor.
It didn't seem right, and he was caught in a dilemma.
"After killing a good man like Mr. Zhou, he deserves to die." Zhu Changqing had no choice but to follow angrily.
Wen Shaoxue was very sad. She knew that the news of Zhou Ze's death was actually when Lin Chong came to see her not long ago. Mr. Lin gave her a white jade flute and apologized for Zhou Ze by the way, saying that Zhou Ze had originally planned to use the flute.
Handed to her personally.
When King Xiang's visit to the capital caused a stir, she was wandering around a little disheartened. Later, she made great determination and decided to come to the capital to do business.
The matter had already been settled when she came to the capital, so she naturally didn't know that Zhou Ze was dead. Although she knew that Zhou Ze was the Minister of Rites, she never had the nerve to pay a visit rashly, thinking that if there was a chance, she would meet him in the future.
goodbye.
Until Lin Chong came to her, handed her the white jade flute, and told her that it was from the little girl from the Mo family. He also told her that the Mo family was fine, that Mrs. Mo was recovering well, and that the Mo family's son had also recovered.
Back to health.
In the end, she asked casually how Mr. Zhou was doing recently. After all, he was able to get back the love and money she had wrongly paid for so many years from Song Jintang, and severely punished the ungrateful Chen Shimei. Mr. Zhou must have contributed a lot.
of.
Mr. Lin was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "He is no longer here."
Wen Shaoxue didn't react for a moment: "What do you mean he's gone? He's no longer in the capital?"
Lin Chong felt that he could discuss this issue with others calmly: "Literally, he died, disappeared, and is no longer anywhere."
Wen Shaoxue was immediately stunned: "How could..."
"How could it be... Mr. Zhou is such a good person..." Wen Shaoxue buried her face between her knees, feeling very sad.
Even though she already knew that the murderer who killed Mr. Zhou deserved to die in the sky prison, she still couldn't help feeling angry and resentful. She couldn't forget that when she was the most sad and desperate, he patted her on the shoulder and asked Mr. Lin to
Take in your own Zhou Ze.
Zhu Changqing looked at the woman who huddled up in a ball and seemed to be crying. For the first time, he didn't know where to start and what to do.
"Shopkeeper Wen, it's all over. You think people can't be resurrected, right?" Zhu Changqing held it in for a long time before he came up with such a sentence. He wanted to bite off his own tongue in such a cliché way. You can't say it normally!
Wen Shaoxue stood up, her eyes were red, but she didn't shed tears: "I know, I'm just... a little sad for a moment. I'm sorry, it affected you."
Zhu Changqing shook his head: "It's okay, this is human nature."
He glanced at Wen Shaoxue: "It seems that Shopkeeper Wen has a good relationship with Mr. Zhou."
Wen Shaoxue carefully counted the silver he took out and checked the amount. The old doctor and Liu'er also came out.
Wen Shaoxue was not surprised at all that Wen Xiaotong followed behind, but the old doctor looked disapproving and helpless.