When Luo Yaoniang returned home in the evening, she went to the study to say hello to her father Yang Shiqi. Yang Shiqi asked, "Where did you go this afternoon?"
He is an old man in his sixties, with high brows and low forehead, and many wrinkles on his forehead. According to his facial appearance, Yang Shiqi's early life was very unsatisfactory, and he lost his father in his early years and was homeless, which is indeed consistent with his appearance. But now he is I have been an official for many years and my life is better. I have a double chin and a straight belly that matches my belt.
"I heard that there was a small courtyard for rent in Ganyu Hutong, so I went to take a look." Luo Yaoniang said, "Zhang Ping'an moved out of Hu Mansion and I don't know where he went. He only had a few coins on him a month ago. , there is no place for me to make a living now if I am penniless. Just help me, just like my father taught me to be generous and spread my wealth. Besides, Mr. Lu has been released from prison, and I am afraid no one will care about Zhang Ping'an anymore, so we don't need to avoid suspicion too much now."
"It's safe again. My father has heard you mention him every day for a month." Yang Shiqi smiled meaningfully.
Luo Yaoniang embarrassedly grabbed Yang Shiqi's sleeve: "What are you talking about... Zhang Ning saved his daughter's life on the road, and helping him is just a matter of grudge."
Yang Shiqi brushed his beard and smiled kindly: "What did my father say? What do you think Yaoniang meant? Well, let me give you an idea. If you want to find him, ask Cuihua to come to Lu in the next two days. Go and wait outside the minister's house, you will definitely see him."
Luo Yaoniang raised her eyes with a thoughtful expression, and suddenly said: "Ah, that's right! Father is really clever!"
Yang Shiqi added: "One more thing. A few days ago, when you mentioned Zhang Pingan, you used words such as frivolous and superficial. But in the past two days, you have been boasting about him. Have you met him again and your impression has changed?"
When Luo Yaoniang heard this, she pursed her lips and looked unhappy. Then she remembered that that guy actually liked prostitutes! She didn't know if he had hooked up with other women, so she was very angry. During this time, she found something for herself. After giving various reasons, I reluctantly forgave him, but unexpectedly my father mentioned it again.
Yang Shiqi had an old face but sharp eyes. He observed Luo Yaoniang's expression, and then said, "I want to find an opportunity to meet him and see what this person is like."
Luo Yaoniang said angrily: "There is nothing to see in this class of people, so let's not see him anymore! Whether he has a place to live is none of our business. Today, my daughter didn't think carefully. He kept claiming that Lu Shilang was his mentor. We should also avoid suspicion, no matter what he does?"
Yang Shiqi glanced at her calmly. His eyes that had seen the warmth and coldness of the world had already understood the concerns of his daughter's family. He only said: "Forget it, whenever you want your father to see him, just say so. You are not young. Although you can help me, you can’t miss a life-long event, otherwise I will lose my responsibility as a parent."
"My daughter just wants to be with her father," Luo Yaoniang said sadly.
Yang Shiqi shook his head: "First of all, Yaoniang must like this person, and then I will help you to see him. I have met a lot of people in my old age, and I can't let you trust me."
He had a clear mind in his heart, and he had a strong balance for a long time. Although he didn't care about his family background (he himself was not from a high background), his requirements were actually not low: he had to please his daughter, because he doted on Luo Yaoniang; he had to have a good character. This is responsible for Luo Yaoniang; last but not least, it cannot be relatives, friends, or even potential political opponents of one's political opponents, because Luo Yaoniang knows too many things. It is best that the other party's family and friends are trustworthy allies.
Yang Shiqi's request is not excessive. On the one hand, he has a bright future as the Yang family's son-in-law. On the other hand, his daughter must have a good figure and a good face. The character taught by Yang Shiqi is not bad. It's just that her feet are not tied.
He loves to practice martial arts, but at this time, many women from wealthy families also like big feet. It is not a shortcoming, but each family has different ideas. Yang Shiqi also feels that it is a bad habit to harm the body and skin of his parents.
For such a candidate, Yang Shiqi was more optimistic about the young Jinshi Yu Qian. His evaluation of Qian was excellent in all aspects. However, Yu Qian had already married and it was impossible for his daughter to be a concubine, so Yu Qian ruled it out.
He pondered for a while, then held up his sleeve with his left hand and reached for the pen on the inkstone: "I have to write a memorial for my father. You go down first and we will talk about it during dinner."
Luo Yaoniang left the study and went to the backyard to practice her sword. She was angry at the innocent flowers and trees for a while, and then had dinner. After that, she returned to the back garden and asked Cuihua, her personal maid, to get the sword, and pointed it at a tree again.
He vented his anger and scolded in a low voice: "I will chop you to death, you are a Meng Lang disciple! You bastard, I will punish you like this, let's see how you hook up with others!"
You are just hooking up with others, but you are hanging out with a dirty prostitute. Why would I, Luo Yaoniang, mess with that person when I am innocent?
If I don't marry him, how can I stay in his family? I only met him later, so what else does it have to do with me? Could it be that I can't be a concubine?
Cuihua, who was twelve or thirteen years old, stood far away, not daring to say a word. Of course she knew what the young lady was thinking, but it was hard to say anything... She had followed the young lady since she was a child, and she would definitely be the concubine of the Yang family's uncle in the future. At this time
Hearing the young lady scolding that man, she couldn't help but feel the same hatred towards him. She didn't want to serve such a man! However, when I met him that day, I didn't think he was that bad. I felt he was quite kind...
"Cuihua, tomorrow you take the contract and return the house, and the deposit will be given to the landlord! If you let him sleep on the street, it's best to put a broken bowl in front of him and have a local dog sleep next to him!" Luo Yaoniang said angrily.
He turned around and ordered.
Cuihua obediently agreed. Anyway, let’s do whatever the lady said. Just ask Xu San to do it tomorrow. It would be nice to see if the landlord is a man.
Luo Yaoniang did all the useless things in the garden and waited until nightfall before going back to her room to take a bath and rest. Soaking in the warm water, her body felt soft and Cuihua obediently rubbed her shoulders, which felt very comfortable.
She was very relaxed. Seeing that she was in a better mood, Cuihua said softly: "Actually, my uncle should be an official. It doesn't matter how many aunts and wives he has. It's just a matter of the young lady being the wife and taking care of them... Let's
My mother-in-law’s family is not taking it easy, who has the ability to bully the young lady?”
"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak!" Luo Yaoniang said coldly.
Cuihua stuck out her little tongue from behind and made a face quietly at her, so she had to close her mouth.
It was quiet in the boudoir. Luo Yaoniang closed her eyes and poured water on her body, then slowly scrubbed her body with white steam. Her fingers brushed various parts of her body, and she couldn't help but think of being touched by that guy.
Her chest, abdomen... almost everything on her body had been exposed! Even her shameful private parts had her legs opened and wiped...
In Luo Yaoniang's mind, she has lost a sense of dignity. This feeling is like the time when she was willing to call someone her father and knelt down as a matter of course. That was when she was a child; but now she has to call someone her father.
That is simply a shame! Taking off your clothes in front of men is a shame, but this kind of shame can be accepted once with peace of mind, just like recognizing a person as a father, and like being loyal to a monarch; with her Confucian concept of loyalty, filial piety and righteousness, she cannot accept the second time.
This humiliation is like being unable to rebel against your homeland and not being able to recognize a thief as your father.
Civil servant Fang Xiaoru could not accept such humiliation and would rather die for his entire family. Military general Tie Xuan could not accept such humiliation and was thrown into a frying pan and blown to pieces. She could not imagine how she could strip naked in front of another man and endure the loss of integrity as a slave to the subjugation of the country.
Such a shame.
But why is he like this?
Luo Yaoniang bit her red lips tightly with her teeth, her chin trembled for a while, and a large drop of tears fell from her brows into the warm bath water. In an instant, her white and flawless skin was covered with tears.
After a long time, her confused eyes gradually regained their luster. If people don't have loyal beliefs, then she really doesn't know what else to believe in life, and the value of life will instantly collapse and be lost.
If the emperor is a coward, will people have to defect to the enemy Mongolia?
Luo Yaoniang's chest rose and fell, she turned back to look at Cuihua pitifully and said: "No matter what kind of person he is, I recognize him."
Cuihua looked at her innocently and said with some understanding: "Young lady, you don't have to be like this... I think your lady is doing well."
Luo Yaoniang showed a smile, very relaxed: "This is good." The wet hair on her head fell down and stuck to her mouth. A strand of scattered black hair made her look a little sad; the water drops on her forehead were crystal clear.
It was translucent, which complemented her beautiful face, and made her look extraordinarily gorgeous. Even the green flowers were stunned. She didn't know why, but she felt that the young lady at this time had a very special flavor.
Luo Yaoniang exhaled a long breath of hot air, lowered her body into the tub, and submerged her entire head into the hot water. The feeling of suffocation soon came over, and a string of bubbles emerged from the water, hazy and warm.
The clear water rippled on her lower abdomen, and she seemed to feel a warm hand on her lower abdomen again. The warmth slowly spread over her body, just like a hand touching her chest. Luo Yaoniang felt her breasts with embarrassment.
|Sharp and faint hair|Rising.
The memory of the illness at the Yidao Inn came to mind again, and the hot towel was wiped from the secret place. She subconsciously closed her legs tightly and rubbed against each other. A feeling that she had never experienced before.
A strange feeling came over her, making her head dizzy and her heart panicked. The unfamiliar experience made her a little panicked.
"Wow!" Luo Yaoniang suddenly stretched her head out of the water, gasped for air for a while, and almost fainted. She was so stupid, holding her breath and looking for trouble.
Cuihua took a white towel and gently handed it over and asked: "Miss, do you want to go back to the yard tomorrow?"
"No need." Luo Yaoniang said calmly, "Go to the Juke Restaurant in Ganyu Hutong to reserve a table tomorrow morning, and then wait near the residence of Lu Zhen, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites. When you see Zhang Ping'an, make an appointment with him.
Go to the Juke Restaurant and tell me when you come back."
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