Sheng's acting skills are so good that many guests who had come to have a drink heard the commotion and turned their eyes to see how lively it was. Guanying was used to being shameless, so she didn't feel ashamed, but the young master of the Jiang family had never experienced this.
I don't know how this kind of scene will end.
"Since he is a disciple, why do you have to talk to him? What a shame." The court lady didn't think it was a big deal. She covered her nose with her handkerchief and looked at the two people with squinting eyes: "It turns out that they are a pair of miserable people.
Yuanyang, take it to Mr. Liaoben to polish your writing, it will definitely become a big hit, but don’t turn against us and become enemies just because of a small misunderstanding between us, and you will be separated."
There was a lot of discussion everywhere. Guanying was once very popular and rarely recognized, so many good people whispered among themselves, saying that the young master of an unknown family actually put the cold scented card into the room.
"What's the top card? I heard that the young lady committed a crime and got into bad health. Mrs. Mo Zhang rewarded her with the decoction and kicked her out of Lengxiang Pavilion. Didn't you see that there was a girl named Qiuxiao coming from behind?
, that is a flower that interprets language.”
"Tsk, tsk, brother, I'm well-informed. Because it's autumn, my father is in charge. He keeps me at home all day long, but I don't know that there are so many things... The little lady watching the warbler is quite pretty, but I want to invite her.
To touch her, you have to spend a lot of money. Where did that person come from? Did he redeem his body for her, or what happened?"
"God knows, left and right have nothing to do with us... Let's take a walk to avoid getting into trouble. Let's go eat and drink somewhere else..."
Gossips are like mosquitoes and flies buzzing, going straight into the ears, unable to escape. Since Young Master Jiang is willing to worship heaven and earth privately with Guanying, he naturally knows about the things about the Zhu family, as well as all the things she encountered after leaving the Jiang family. People's words are terrible,
Guanying was already blushing and covered her face with the brim of her cloak, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to hide.
The oiran lady had some free time and watched Sheng Qiuxiao pull back her sleeves, slowly smooth out the wrinkles, put down her hood and turn around angrily, as if she was extremely disdainful of those two people. She guessed that Young Master Jiang was probably extremely angry, but it was a pity that there were so many people here.
There is nothing we can do to them.
"Hey, this has been done and is in your hand." Feiyun was holding a bamboo basket in his hand, filled with the dried fruits he asked for earlier. Shen Yuan mentioned it casually, took Qiu Xiao's arm and said, "Then let's
Just go away, don’t let strangers look down at you on such a beautiful day, but don’t interfere with the joy of the New Year.”
The listener is thoughtful, but the speaker is even more deliberate. She considers her temper not to be kind, but Guanying still chooses to talk about Li Xuecheng, which hits her right in the crosshairs. Originally, the woman was quarreling over old matters.
It's not that unusual. If a grown man interferes, he will be laughed at. But Master Jiang is not polite and can be harsh with his words, but he also hurts others. The courtesan must let him know what it means to be truly sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued.
In other words, killing someone is heartbreaking.
"Girl, aren't you afraid of breaking the rules when you talk like this?" Young Master Jiang clenched his fists loudly: "Even if someone supports you, the oiran of Lengxiang Pavilion behaves so arrogantly. If word spreads, I'm afraid it won't sound good."
Shen Yuan was wearing a hood, and others could not see her face clearly. When the man yelled, he realized that it was Leng Xiang Ayan, and the drama became more interesting. If it were any other woman, she would have become angry and left the scene angrily.
However, Shen Yuan had the strongest temperament. He immediately half-lifted the white gauze curtain and glanced around with a cold gaze.
"Master Jiang, you are new to Mojing City, so you may not know anything about it." Leng Meiren's eyes finally stopped at the room between Guanying and his wife: "Although Yan'er is in Lengxiang, she firmly believes that my destiny is mine, and she is not willing to let others abuse her. See clearly; everyone in the city knows that many years ago a prodigal broke into the building and wanted to do something wrong, but I personally kicked him out. Since then, Yan'er has gained a bad reputation and is not afraid of people's jokes. "
"You..." Young Master Jiang felt like he had a lump in his throat, and Guanying also bit his lip. The onlookers had begun to laugh, and from time to time they would respond to the oiran: "Outlander, you have won a top card, why do you still want to provoke the oiran? That's not easy to mess with. My master, just be content with her, you won't get any advantage in arguing with her."
Shen Yuan covered his hood and was too lazy to talk nonsense with these two people. Sheng consciously walked in front and asked everyone to pass by to make a way out. The carriage had been waiting outside the door, and no one took the opportunity to stop the oiran. Instead, he looked at the oiran. Young Master Jiang was embarrassed and kept chattering.
The sound of a woman crying seemed to be heard behind her. The beautiful voice of the former top lady was really enough to make people fall over. At least her Master Jiang felt very sorry for her. He even wanted to take her to cut cloth and buy rouge so that she would be happy in the first month of the year. She was dressed brightly. Shen Yuan was secretly amused. Firstly, Guanying had no relatives or friends in Mojing City, so who could appreciate the new clothes and flowers? Secondly...she could guess that Young Master Jiang liked to be elegant, so he was afraid that he was just sitting on his hands.
The master and the servants had a tacit understanding with each other, and no one mentioned what they had just experienced. They only talked about Qianweifang's ginger-slimed plums, which were expertly made, crimson in color, and the young ginger tasted sweet and slightly pungent, which just neutralized the sourness of the plums themselves. You won't feel tired after eating a few more. Feiyun placed the bamboo basket, took out a pack of lychee fried, and spread it on the small table: "Young lady is talking to others, I must have tried cherry fried, and know what it tastes like on the way. If you have to walk for a while, why not drink some lychees with some tea? If you think it tastes good, I will often come here to buy some for you."
"I thought I could talk for a while, so I called you Tian. How have you ever seen me like to eat this?" Shen Yuan only took the tea cup and was not interested in the candied fruits. Sheng Qiu Xiao happily joined in and picked one and put it in his mouth. : "Hmm... No wonder my sister doesn't like it. Lychees are already sweet, but after being pickled with honey, they are really shocking."
"Spit it out quickly and rinse it." The oiran raised his chin and ordered the maid to bring tea to Qiu Xiao: "Feiyun doesn't know, but the lychee fried thing is the same as winter melon and fish in Qifeng, our hometown. Soak it in water. Children don’t like tea, so they will be obedient only if it is sweetened.”
Qiu Xiao covered her handkerchief and followed the instructions, put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "I have heard about winter melon fish, which seems to be very delicate, but it is a pity that I have never seen it with my own eyes."
Feiyue accompanied me, uncovered the copper wire cover and gently moved the charcoal ashes: "I remember that when the old lady was alive, her favorite was the winter melon fish during the New Year, saying that it gave the flavor of the New Year."
"There's only one thing left that looks exquisite and isn't expensive. You're curious and have nothing to do during the New Year. I'll ask someone to send you half of it and teach you how to make it." The oiran woman signed a fried lychee and threw it into her Cha Zhong: "However, I don't like that one very much. You have to keep it as ordered and don't waste any of it."
Mrs. Sheng wiped her palms dry and soaked some candied fruits as she did: "Do you still need to explain this to me? If the lady is willing to reward me, I will naturally regard it as a treasure."