While they were joking, there were footsteps and the sound of a man coughing outside the door.
When Jiang Yujin heard the cough, he got up and opened the door.
"Master, were you drunk again last night and got up late? Why are you here now?"
As soon as he heard this, he knew that Jiang Yujin had a very good relationship with his master.
Nan Qing also stood up and looked around, and saw a man in his forties or fifties wearing a blue gown coming in. He had some wrinkles on his face, a long beard, and a long hair with silver in it.
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The national teacher was born with a smiling face, and his face really looked exactly like the original owner.
"I woke up a little late. I was so happy that I drank a few more cups."
"If you don't come, I will take my people away, and you will never see me again."
"You took me away, didn't you know that I would go to Xie's Mansion to find someone?" The National Master's smiling face raised an eyebrow. At first glance, he looked like an old man with an old heart.
He hurriedly walked into the house and saw the little girl standing obediently at the table.
Because she drank some wine, Nanqing's cheeks were rosy and looked even brighter.
The smile on the Imperial Master's face stopped as soon as he saw her, and then his smile deepened and he walked over quickly: "How old is the little girl this year?"
Jiang Yujin secretly twitched the corner of his mouth from behind. He had already told him that Xiaoqin was thirteen this year when he was talking to him a few days ago. How could the master not remember it with such a good memory? It was obvious that he just wanted to talk to him.
"Thirteen." Nan Qing replied in a soft voice.
"Thirteen...who is your mother?"
Nan Qing looked slightly dazed for a moment, then said with a smile: "I am not afraid of the National Master's jokes. My mother is an oiran in a brothel, and I am the son of a prostitute. It was my son who helped me enter the list not long ago."
Jiang Yujin was a little surprised when he heard this answer.
She understood the status hierarchy in ancient times. If prostitutes were trampled in the mud, then prostitutes who gave birth to children would be even more invisible.
Xiaoqin always has a cute and innocent smile, speaks softly, and has a bit of a ghost in her manner. Who would have thought that such a girl could actually have a child from a prostitute.
When Nan Qing told her this answer, neither of the two people present showed contempt, but felt sorry for her.
The Imperial Master nodded: "That's right. My young brother was lustful and liked to go to brothels since he was a child. He was always merciful. When he finally got sick and passed away, he told me that he had a child."
As soon as he heard about the birth of the little girl, he knew that she had no thoughts about her father, so the national master did not protect the image of his little brother.
"At that time, he was seriously ill in bed and was in a daze. I wasn't sure whether what he said was true. After he died, I sent people to look for him, but he couldn't be found."
I never expected to have a child in a brothel. After all, the women in the brothel have taken a lot of musk and even mercury since they were children, which is almost a contraceptive.
Jiang Yujin: "Master, look at your appearance and your background."
The Imperial Master nodded: "We are already matched, but it is difficult to confirm whether we are related by blood, and we have no choice."
"Don't you know how to tell fortunes?"
"You can't tell fortunes about your own relatives, it's not accurate." The imperial master shook his head and replied, but he continued to look at Nan Qing and said: "I think it's almost the same. Girl, would you like to recognize me as your uncle?"
Of course he was willing. Nan Qing and Jiang Yujin were drinking together because they wanted to find relatives of the original owner and increase their worth.
When the Imperial Master was speaking just now, Er Er was already struggling to obtain information about this world, and the result was that the Imperial Master's younger brother was indeed the original owner's father.
The original owner's father actually died of illness. No wonder the original owner has not been found.
Nan Qing nodded gratefully: "Of course I am willing." She expressed her excitement and joy vividly.
Jiang Yujin: "So we can drink together from time to time? Now that we recognize this uncle, you can't stay in the Xie Mansion as a maid with your status."
Having said this, suddenly there were a lot of footsteps outside the door.
"My lord, this private room is already occupied. You can't go in!"