A Dian was also shocked: "Little A Li... where did you get so many beautiful colorful ropes!"
Chang Suining twirled her full wrists and thought they were very beautiful: "They are all gifts from young ladies."
A Dian was surprised: "Then you will be able to cut off your hair later!"
The custom of tying a colorful rope during the Dragon Boat Festival in the capital city is to tie it on the wrist on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival. When it rains for the first time after the Dragon Boat Festival, cut the colorful rope with scissors and put it into the river to float away with the rain, so that you can pray for blessings and ward off disasters.
head.
"Then the rain will have to fall for a longer time." Cui Jing took one last look at the girl's wrist and said, "Otherwise if the rain stops, Mrs. Chang may not have time to finish cutting."
Chang Sui would rather not worry: "It doesn't matter, just prepare a pair of sharper scissors. One scissor or a hundred scissors are all a matter of one scissor."
It's not like she can't cut it anyway.
The implication is that even more is bearable.
"..." Cui Jing listened to the greedy words of this person, and then looked at the bare hair on her wrist, and felt that it made her feel shabby.
It seemed that this shabbyness was not his own illusion. Even A Dian couldn't stand it, so he tied another one on him out of consolation, and said with some regret: "Xiao Jing, I can only give you one more.
The rest should be given to Uncle Chang and the others."
Hearing this, as if she was afraid that he would cry over it, Cui Jing withdrew his hand: "...Senior, go ahead."
Seeing that he was not making trouble, A Dian was relieved and ran to Changkuo and the others in the building.
Chang Suining put down his sleeves and covered his too-rich wrists.
Xi'er said: "With so many colorful ropes, I will definitely be able to help the girl drive away all those evil villains!"
"Evil spirits are easy to get rid of." Chang Suining said casually: "Villains are always difficult to deal with."
Cui Jing heard this and asked, "Are you suspicious that there is someone else behind Jie's actions today?"
"Well, although what I have done is enough to make Mr. Jie gradually pay attention to me, it will take a lot of effort and time to find out that I have a relationship with Zhou Ding and get the painting -"
Cui Jing looked at her: "That painting..."
"That painting is indeed related to me." Chang Sui Ning said: "But I didn't give it to Zhou Ding. It should have been in Bingzhou."
"Bingzhou?" Cui Jing frowned slightly, that was the place under his jurisdiction.
Chang Suining nodded.
"Do you need my help?" Cui Jing asked naturally - after all, we have become friends, right?
Chang Suining also said naturally: "We haven't clarified this matter yet. If necessary, we will trouble Governor Cui later."
Even why A Li's painting was in Bingzhou and why it was "in the coffin", she had to ask Xi'er carefully.
"Although Mr. Jie had reason to regard me as an alien before, she had never met me before, so she didn't spend so much thought on me." She said: "What she did tonight included the relationship with Zhou Lao Er.
By cooperating with secret codes, it seems more like I was entrusted by others to go along with the flow to destroy my so-called reputation."
Hearing her clear reasoning, Cui Jing nodded in agreement: "You have someone you are suspicious of?"
"It's not difficult to guess." Chang Suining said: "It's obvious who I have offended - I counted them with my hands. It's worth mentioning that I only beat two people.
"
Cui Jing: "..."
Three, to be exact.
Faced with his silent expression, Chang Sui Ning understood instantly and couldn't help but look apologetic and added: "...I mean there are only two people who have made enemies."
The implication is that those who have become friends naturally cannot be counted.
Cui Jing sounded inexplicably happy, but she didn't answer the question.
After all, holding on to the fact that he was beaten would not do any good to his face.
"Then only Duke Ying's residence is left." His voice was not loud, but he was determined.
Chang Miao made a fool of herself in the Imperial College, but it only happened three days ago, and the Chang family did not have enough time to plan the matter.
Ming Jin was beaten at Dayun Temple two months ago, so the time and motive were consistent.
"The person who has close contacts with the Jie family and can drive him to do so, and who uses such methods, must be a woman." Chang Suining said bluntly: "The Chang family, the wife of Duke Ying Guo, is the most suspicious one."
What a coincidence, she not only beat Chang's son Ming Jin, but also his nephew Chang Miao - the other party's actions tonight were probably motivated by old and new grudges.
The painting is real, and Xie's prestige is also real. The other party should have been destined to win - but he happened to run into her fake one.
Cui Jing said: "The Jie family obviously intends to take over everything. I don't think it will be easy to reveal the wife of Duke Ying in the future."
"Yeah." Chang Suining said without any hope: "Even if we follow the painting to check, it's just a trivial matter. After such a long time, we probably won't be able to find any really useful evidence."
This Mrs. Ying Guogong behaves quite cleanly, which can be seen from the fact that she borrows Xie's hand to do things.
But try to check it out. At least you can know it well. Even if you can't finish the calculation today, there will always be a chance to do it tomorrow.
Cui Jing: "But the lesson learned by Jie's family will not stop there."
"Yes." Chang Suining looked towards the dimming street.
Xie Shi is destined to lose a layer of skin, not just the skin on his face.
"But that's because today's matter has become a big deal. With this painting hanging in the Dengtai Tower, the saint in the palace can't turn a blind eye. It's not because of justice."
Cui Jing looked around and saw that the girl's eyes seemed to be changing in brightness and darkness as the lamps were extinguishing.
After a moment, he said: "Things that slander a woman's integrity happen frequently, but if you want to use today's incident to add this to the law, it is not enough."
Chang Suining looked at him with some surprise.
Has he seriously thought about the feasibility of this matter?
"Of course I know." She smiled: "This is far from enough."
Although today's saint is a woman, he cannot represent women. Instead, this saint needs to try his best to eliminate the disadvantages brought to him by his female body.
She could swing her sword at the nobles in order to secure her throne, but she did so because she had the support of the poor family behind her.
But if she ever tries to shake the "balance of yin and yang between men and women", a mountain that has stood for thousands of years, then she will be against the entire patriarchal power, which is huge and solid and has no distinction between scholars and commoners.
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Maybe it's possible.
But it is impossible for this saint to take risks for such a "trivial" matter.
What she wants is the throne, and her original intention is to seize power for herself, and she will not take anything else into account - for more than ten years, the other party's tacit approval of the existence of Xie Shi, the teacher of women, shows everything.
Everything she does after tomorrow will only revolve around her own interests. She will not and has no reason to do those meaningless things that will make her enemies.
Chang Sui Ning was especially determined because he could be considered to understand the other party.
Moreover, regardless of the other party's original intention of proclaiming himself emperor, the other party's situation at this time does not allow the other party to do these things to fight for the interests of the woman.
Under the seemingly stable and peaceful capital, the game of power never stops for a moment.
The controversy over the Ming Dynasty's claim to be emperor has never really gone away, and as the puppet prince gets older, the controversy will only become more and more difficult to suppress.
Simply removing one Pei family is not enough.
In this game, there is no retreat for the Ming Dynasty, and neither are the nobles, nor the people who are coerced by all forces.
This country will be in chaos.
It's still unclear how chaotic it will be.
In the midst of chaos, small justices are not worth mentioning.
The wolves look after themselves, who cares about the ants?
Chang Suining looked at her own shadow at her feet and at the two beggars waiting for her by the carriage in front of her.
She is very weak now and can do very little.
But she has to try to empower herself to do more.
Her eyes moved slightly and fell on another shadow on the side - that was Cui Jing's.
He was also silent, wondering if he was also thinking of the overall situation of the world from this small justice like her.
All parties had their own camps, either openly or covertly. Chang Sui Ning was suddenly curious about which camp he belonged to?
Is he loyal to the Ming Dynasty?
Or is it someone else who is loyal? Or... is it loyal to oneself?
At this time, the young man's voice sounded: "Anyway, if you need my help any day, just let me know."
Chang Suining came back to his senses, smiled and nodded: "Definitely."
"It's a worthwhile trip today." Cui Jing looked at Yuan Xiang who was waiting with his horse not far away: "It's time for me to go back."
Is this trip worthwhile?
Her apprenticeship banquet was indeed wonderful.
Chang Sui Ning said with a smile: "Master Cui, walk slowly."
She watched as the tall young man jumped onto the horse.
Before the young man drove his horse away, he did not forget to turn around and nodded gently to her.
Then, without any need for her to respond, she rode her horse and disappeared into the night on the long street.
In the inner hall in the backyard of Dengtai Building, Chang Kuo and Meng Dongjia had finished drinking a cup of tea, and the shopkeeper brought over a checkout booklet.
Meng Dongjia took it, and the shopkeeper withdrew.
Chang Kuo put down his tea cup and yawned when he stood up.
Meng Lie also stood up, clasped his hands and smiled politely: "Your sincere favor is three thousand three hundred and twenty-eight taels of silver."
Chang Kuo stopped yawning and looked at him sideways: "What about the painting?"
Meng Lie smiled sincerely: "Didn't General Chang still say that he has enough of these three melons and two dates?"
"You want to take it for free?" Chang Kuo stared: "What are you daydreaming about!"
Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at the checkout book held in the other person's hand: "More than three thousand taels? You really dare to speak! You don't even give me a small change. I think you are crazy about doing business. You are not one of our own."
Already?"
There were only two people here, so Chang Kuo had no scruples when he spoke: "You have no children, how can you not worry about making so much money?"
"That's wrong." Meng Lie lowered his voice and corrected: "It doesn't matter whether I earn more or less. In the final analysis, I was just ordered to guard the tower for His Highness."
"Don't use His Highness as a cover." Chang Kuo snorted: "Who knows that this Dengtai tower now belongs to you Menglie."
Meng Lie's voice became lower and his tone became slower: "When His Highness left fifteen years ago, I promised to wait for His Highness to come back, and I should keep my promise to the end."
Chang Kuo originally wanted to choke him, but seeing his demeanor, he swallowed it back.
The two of them were suddenly silent for a moment.
It was Chang Kuo who finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Stop saying stupid things."
Lao Meng was different from him. He was used to the battlefield and had seen a lot of life and death. He had a clear distinction between life and death, so he never had any unrealistic ideas.
Meng Lie returned to his usual demeanor and said with a smile: "Your Highness will do what he says."
Chang Kuo looked at him intently and suddenly asked: "Lao Meng...are you hiding something from me?"
Meng Lie put his hands into his sleeves: "I have nothing to hide from you."
Even if there is, does he want to hide it? In Wujue's words, this is called a secret that must not be leaked... It's God's business, can it be called concealed?
"Chenghui three thousand three hundred and twenty-eight taels of silver." He said again.
"Sure!" Chang Kuo nodded happily, and then said in a generous tone: "I'll charge you four thousand taels of silver for that painting!"
Meng Lie: "?"
"This jade pendant of yours is good, it can be worth a hundred taels!" Chang Kuo casually took off the jade pendant from his waist, turned around and left: "The rest will be recorded in the account first, and I will leave it for my daughter to come to your place for snacks!"
Meng Lie was so angry that he chased after him: "...You are a tough guy, I should have left this Dengtai Tower to you to take care of in the first place!"
After Chang Kuo led Chang Sui'an and Ah Dian out of the Dengtai Building, the purse containing the banknotes around his waist was not deflated at all, but instead had an extra jade pendant.
"Today Ning Ning's painting is left here, but my father can't even use the banknotes he prepared!" Chang Kuo looked at his daughter with relief: "My daughter's paintings are worth a fortune!"
Chang Sui Ning was surprised: "All meals and drinks are free?"
"Yes." Chang Kuo nodded with a smile and said helplessly: "This Meng Dong family is also a real businessman. Not only did he not ask for money for drinks, but he also gave me a jade pendant. I won't accept it!"
Meng Lie, who had just chased him outside the restaurant, heard this and resisted the urge to yell.
But when he saw Chang Kuo's children looking at him, especially the stupid son who had the words "Meng Dong's family is a good man" written all over his eyes, and several passers-by whose eyes were attracted by Chang Kuo's words, Meng Lie could only squeeze out a trace of anger.
He smiled and raised his hand towards Chang Kuo: "General Chang, walk slowly..."
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Chang Suining: "..."
Will she be able to come to Dengtai Tower next time?
…
After returning to Changfu, it was almost Zishi.
Ah Dian had fallen asleep in the carriage. Chang Suining shook him when he got off the carriage, and he said drowsily: "Little Ah Li, I'm too sleepy, please carry me..."
Chang Sui Ning took one look at his mountain-like figure, feeling unsatisfied and even less powerful: "...let's wait until I can get the Zhan Xiu first."
After saying that, he went to scare people again: "If you don't get up, I'll let you sleep in the carriage. No one will care about you when it thunders at night."
Hearing the word thunder, A Dian opened his eyes dimly, but suddenly moved his nose, got closer to Chang Suining and took a sniff.
"What?"
"Little Ah Li..." he said with hazy eyes and some curiosity: "Why do you seem to have the smell of the sun on you? It smells just like His Highness."
Chang Kuo, who had just dismounted, heard these words and turned to look at the carriage whose curtains had been raised by Xi'er.
The girl in the car raised her hand and sniffed her sleeve: "It's just the smell of alcohol. Is your Highness a drunkard?"
Chang Kuo looked at the girl's hazy silhouette in the car and suddenly frowned in surprise.
At first glance...
Does it really look similar?
Why haven't you noticed it usually?
But if you say there is a resemblance, you can't explain why...
When Chang Kuo was wondering, Chang Suining had already dragged Ah Dian out of the carriage and saw him standing in a daze, "Dad?"
Chang Kuo regained consciousness and smiled: "Go in!"
It was very late, but Chang Kuo still led a pair of children to the study to talk.
Chang Kuo also had doubts about the origin of the picture of a girl with red beans.
Chang Suining motioned to Xi'er to speak.
She was also curious about why the painting was in the coffin.
