A Miao and A Yan supported Shi Biyu back to their residence, entered the door, threw them away, and angrily sat on a single couch. A Miao went to pour tea, and A Yan stood beside him.

She rubbed his shoulders from behind and said charmingly: "What's wrong, Master? Who made you angry?"

"He's not that poor boy Shu Yan. We were enemies in the previous life. He and I were born and raised at the same time. He was better than me in every aspect and always compared me to others. When you were in Ruyin, it was because..."

Bi Yu only told half of the story, but A Miao also knew that what he was telling was the story between him, Shu Yan and Zhi Xin.

"Now that I have arrived in the capital, he has followed me again..."

"How can he go against you? There is no comparison at all. Didn't the head of the family just say that now the entire judgment of Ruyin is in the hands of the head of the house? Can the head of the house still make him a head higher than you?"

"Hey, hey, you can rest assured about this. Even if he works hard all his life and I spend my whole life leisurely, he can't be better than me!"

"Of course he doesn't deserve your worries. I think it's not him you should worry about, but..." A-yan said this, placing a pair of soft hands on Biyu's back, and looking at A-miao who was making tea.

.

"A Miao? She is a Xianbei woman, what should I worry about?"

"Why not? A Miao and I heard what you said to the head of the house just now. When you talked about the head of the house becoming a righteous person, the whole family was very happy, but A Miao didn't care at all. The head of the house took you with him.

When Shu Yan compared her, her expression remained the same, except when talking about the Xianbei one, she was called 'not as good as a ghost'..."

"It's Murong Xin."

"Yes, it's Murong Xin. When she invaded the border, she seemed extremely uncomfortable. Her face turned red and white..."

"What does that mean? Think about it for a moment. If you are in a foreign country, surrounded by foreigners, and when others say that your tribe is invading them, you will feel uncomfortable. This reaction is normal.

As for other things like doing Zhongzheng, A Miao has never cared about it, is there any wonder?"

"That's not what I meant." Ayan pressed her hand on Biyu's neck, "What I meant is that the Xianbei tribe is currently at war with our Jin Dynasty, but you let a woman from the enemy tribe follow you.

Doesn’t it have a bad impact on you?”

"Haha, A Miao, you are worrying too much. It is too common for the nobles in Luoyang City not to have a few slaves of the Hu tribe. Besides, as long as our emperor issues a crusade together, the little Xianbei tribe will still be able to survive.

How long can you hold on? Aren't you going to obey me after that?"

"Even so, the Emperor must hate the Xianbei people now. Her yellow hair is so conspicuous..."

"What can I do? I will never let A Miao go." Shi Biyu closed her eyes, put her hands on her knees, and suddenly had an idea, "Hey, yes, her yellow hair can be dyed black.

"

"Dye it black?"

"Yes, dye it black, but I don't know if she agrees with it."

"Why does she, an inferior member of the tribe, have any objections? She's really wishing for it. Maybe she hates her parents for not giving her black hair and wishes she could be reborn as a Chinese!"

"What's the one with yellow hair and black hair?" A Miao brought the tea and placed it in front of Shi De. She occasionally overheard a sentence or two of the conversation.

"How about dyeing your yellow hair black?" Shi De asked, still closing his eyes.

"Why?"

Before Shi De could speak, Ayan said with a slight mockery from behind: "Young Master wants you to blend in with the Chinese. Your humble yellow hair is the sign of a lowly foreigner..."

"What's wrong with yellow hair? No matter if you have black hair or yellow hair, you are a slave to others, aren't you?"

"You? Humph!" A Miao's words left A Yan speechless, because she was just a black-haired slave.

Now that Shi Biyu has grown up, she no longer hits or scolds the two maids as she did when she was a child. Instead, as she grows older, she begins to cherish these two maids, so A Miao and A Yan are together.

He was also a lot more casual in front of him. One of these two people was delicate and sharp, the other was gentle and steady, making them inseparable from anyone.

"If you don't want to dye it, then just dye it. Is it true that the court will punish me for this?" He put his arm around A Miao, and then put his arm around A Yan from behind. "You two have a yellow-haired maid and a black-haired maid. They are both.

My beloved maid."

"The court will embarrass you because of my yellow hair? Why?" A Miao didn't know the reason why Shi Biyu asked her to dye her hair.

"Because you Xianbei people were on the border with the invaders and killed many people, the imperial court was very angry with the Xianbei people."

After hearing this, A Miao understood the reason. As a girl from an ordinary Xianbei family, she was sold to the Shi family as a slave by her parents because of the pressure of life. Murong Xin's troubles at the border were the business of the Xianbei nobles, and they had nothing to do with her.

It's irrelevant, but if one of her own tribe did something like this, she would definitely be affected.

"The body's hair and skin are given by our parents. Every part of our body is given by our parents and cannot be changed at will. Changing it would be disrespectful to our parents. Therefore, I will not change my hair color because of the so-called lowliness and nobility."

"Well said, in the past when Cao Cao and Lu Bu were fighting, Cao Cao's general Xiahou Dun was shot in the left eye by Lu Bu's general. Xiahou Dun pulled out the arrow and his eye and shouted, 'The blood of your parents cannot be discarded.'

, after saying that, he actually ate the eye from the arrow, and then shot the man who blinded him to death."

"Young master, you are joking. I am just an ordinary woman. How can I compare with such a heroic hero?"

"Xiahou Dun's eye-pulling eyes and Guan Yunchang's bone scraping and poisoning are both done by the first-class man in the world. Of course, ordinary people cannot compare. And as an ordinary woman, it is really rare for you to be able to say such things.

.Don’t worry, I won’t force you to dye your hair.”

"Sir, you are wrong, I decided to dye my hair black."

"Eh? Why?" Shi Biyu and Ayan both looked at her in surprise.

"Because my parents sold me to the young master, then my body, hair and skin are not my parents', but yours, the young master. You can change it however you want. On the contrary, if the young master is implicated because of me,

, my sins are unforgivable."

"Oh, you confused me. What do you want?"

"Dye your hair!" A Miao had already decided, turned around and went out, and said to A Yan, "You stay with the young master, I will buy dye."

Seeing A Miao go out, Bi Yu hurriedly stood up: "Wait a minute, I'm feeling bored too. I haven't gone to the night market for a long time, so I just want to relax."

Ayan looked at Amiao's back and said, "You obviously want to dye it, but you are still pretending to be noble here." Although she said this, she saw that Biyu was also following her, so she chased her out.

As the sun set, the three of them rode an ox cart and headed west along the street in the direction of Xiyangmen. Although this street is not as wide and famous as the north-south Tongtuo Street, it is one of the most prosperous streets in Luoyang City.

There are many shops and restaurants on both sides of the street, and it also leads to Luoyang City. This largest market in Luoyang City is also called the West Market because it is to the west of Luoyang City.

The road is forty to fifty feet wide and is divided into three parts: left, middle and right. The left and right sides are used by ordinary people for walking, and the middle part is used by wealthy nobles for carriages and horses. The charioteer drives the ox cart and drives in the middle part.

The stone road was wide, straight and smooth, and the ox cart moved steadily, so the people on the cart did not feel any bumps. Shi De sat on the cart and ordered A Miao and A Yan to lift the curtain while watching.

Busy street scene, while looking for rouge and gouache shops.

"There is a store here." Ayan pointed to a store in front, "We all buy our rouge at this store."

"Well, you two go take a look and buy some."

After giving instructions, Shi Biyu waited in the car. After a while, A Miao and A Yan came back, but they were empty-handed, so they asked: "Why didn't you buy it? You think the product is not good?"

“It’s not that the goods are not good, it’s that there are no goods at all and they are all sold out.”

"What a coincidence. Let's go to the next one."

But they even visited several stores, and the store owners said they didn't have the goods.

"What a weird thing." Biyu wondered. The three of them walked for a while and found a large shop on the north side of the road. The three characters "Shui Zhi Tang" were written on the door plaque. There were a pair of big red lanterns in front of the door.

It was getting late, and the candles were already lit in the lanterns.

"I don't believe it. You can't even buy a little dye in the huge city of Luoyang." Shi Biyu said, went into the shop in person, and asked loudly: "Is there any ebony juice?"

"No." There were many customers in the store, and the shopkeeper and waiters were greeting the customers without even raising their heads.

“Are there any black beans?”

"No, not only these two things are not available, but also anything related to black."

"Asshole." Shi Biyu got angry. After all, he was a wealthy man and a court official, so why was he so unpopular? He pointed at the guy who didn't even glance at him and cursed, "Do you still want to do business?

Don’t you look down on me? Believe it or not, I bought your store and then smashed it?”

"Xin Xin Xin." When the shopkeeper heard the scolding, he walked out from behind the counter and bowed deeply, "My lord, please calm down. Whatever you want, just give me your order."

A Miao was afraid of causing trouble, so she hurriedly smiled at the shopkeeper and said, "Excuse me, please bring me two bottles of black plum juice."

"Wait a moment." The shopkeeper agreed, taking out two bottles of plum juice from the back room and handing them to A Miao with both hands.

"Didn't your buddy just say there was no such thing? How come it's available now? It's true that I didn't drink the toast, scolded you, or smashed up your shop. You are just looking down on others."

The shopkeeper just bowed his head and was not angry. Amiao pulled Biyu to signal him to stop scolding, and then smiled at the shopkeeper and said: "Our young master is in a bad mood today, don't mind, these two bottles of black plum juice

How much?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand: "Young master uses it for your own use, how dare you ask for money?"

Ayan smiled and said: "Hey, I said your store is really weird. Either you won't sell to others, or you won't pay for it. What's the point of this?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Two bottles of plum juice are nothing. This whole shop belongs to you, young master. You can take whatever you want."

"What?" Shi Biyu was confused, "Are you scared by me or confused by my scolding?"

"I'm not confused. The young master may not know me, but I know you, young master. This shop belongs to you, your father is my boss, and of course you are the young master."

Serving tea, he continued to explain, "Young master may not know yet, this shop

The previous owner had borrowed tens of thousands of dollars from your father because of a shortage of money and goods. However, when it was due, something unexpected happened and he was unable to repay the money. So he had no choice but to mortgage the store to your Shi family.
Chapter completed!