I was a beauty blogger in ancient times

Daxuan can be regarded as a dynasty with a long history. There has been no change of dynasty in more than 300 years. It was only 30 years ago that the Nansang Kingdom invaded and took away the Southern Thirteen Prefectures. Now Nansang Kingdom has returned to the Seven Prefectures.Other than that, Daxuan didn't have any natural or man-made disasters.

Therefore, the prosperity of the capital really shocked Zhao Yiqing. There were people coming and going on the street, both old and young.Except for the level of technology, the entire capital city has nothing to lose to modern times.

"Master, there are many people on this street and the sun is shining again, let's go to the teahouse to rest." Before walking a few steps, Zhao Yiqing was dragged by Zhao Cai to the teahouse.

"I just went out. Besides, is your young master so weak?" After Zhao Yiqing finished speaking, Zhaocaijinbao didn't answer, but his eyes clearly said, "You're just that weak."

Zhao Yiqing helped his forehead and said, "I'm a big man anyway, so I'm fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a small rouge stall in front of him. It was a woman who was setting up the stall, and she was sweeping her own rouge on her face.Daxuan's rouge is generally reddish, and if he is not careful in makeup, he will have two red cheeks, but this woman's rouge is apricot-colored, and the color is lighter, with a simple and elegant feeling.It's just that colorful makeup is popular in the capital now, and women's business is not very good.

Standing in front of the stall, Zhao Yiqing heard the woman say: "My lord, buy some rouge to give to your sweetheart. This rouge is made from the roses that bloom that month. There are not many, that's all."

The woman was a little cautious, she saw that Zhao Yiqing's family background was extraordinary, she wanted to sell rouge to him, but she was afraid that he would look down on her, so she lacked confidence when speaking.

Zhao Yiqing picked it up and sniffed it, and a strong floral scent hit, refreshing.

"How much is this rouge?" Zhao Yiqing asked.

The woman found that Zhao Yiqing was willing to buy, so she quickly smiled brightly and said, "It's not expensive, it only costs ten coins."

Zhao Yiqing's eyes widened, "So cheap?"

When Zhaocai Jinbao went to buy things for him, Zhao Yiqing specifically asked about the price, because the capital is prosperous and prices are quite high, and ordinary rouge costs at least 50 cash, and those big stores can be found everywhere with rouge worth hundreds of coins. This woman is obviously losing money at this price.

"Hey." Seeing Zhao Yiqing's surprised look, the woman sighed and said, "Nowadays everyone in the capital loves the rouge gouache from Ji's shop, and we can't even sell the rouge at our small stall, so I just want to get rid of what I have now." That's all."

Zhao Yiqing knew that Ji's shop was the best rouge shop in the capital, but Zhao Yiqing didn't think it was that good. He could only say that it was a normal situation in the capital, neither good nor bad.

Seeing Zhao Yiqing's puzzled eyes, the woman went on to say: "The young master is a man, so he doesn't know much about the daughter circle. The youngest daughter of Ji's shop married into the palace. The shop's rouge, the people have followed suit, and we, it will be difficult to sell."

Zhao Yiqing nodded and said, "Ma'am, please leave all these to me."

"This..." The woman hesitated, "Young master, although my rouge is cheap, it is also extremely durable. If you buy so much at once, I am afraid..."

"It's okay." Zhao Yiqing waved his hands and said, "I just like these."

He opened a box of rouge while talking, and tried the color on the inside of his arm. The rouge was powdery, and the powder was a little rough due to manufacturing problems, but the color was quite clear. This surprised Zhao Yiqing, and finally found it. Wearing a less intense color of rouge, he waved his hand and said, "Madam, if there are any leftovers at home, bring them with you tomorrow, and I will take them all."

The woman was confused by Zhao Yiqing, she could only nod in a daze, and after a while she realized that she took out a small box from her small bag, handed it to Zhao Yiqing, and said, "This is the lipstick I just developed, my lord. If you don’t dislike it, then take it and try it, it’s my heart.”

Zhao Yiqing opened it with interest, the color of the lip balm was crimson red, a bit like the popular modern bull-blood color, Zhao Yiqing raised his eyebrows, feeling that his luck is really good today.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the woman's small exclamation. He turned around and saw a tall man standing behind him. up.

"General, general." The woman recognized the man and was about to salute when the man waved his hand.

There is only one general in the capital, surnamed Mu Mingdi, styled Changzhuo, twenty and seven, who was born in a family of generals.Five years ago, it was he who recaptured the Southern Thirteen Prefectures to the Seven Prefectures from the Nansang Kingdom. When he returned to the court, all the people welcomed him, and most of the people in the capital recognized him.

Just when Zhao Yiqing didn't know why Mu Di came here, Mu Di spoke, his face was gloomy, and he said with a little anger: "Dignified man, do you know that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, disregarding human relations before, and then jumping into the lake to commit suicide , and now favoring these daughters' things, it's a shame!"

Put question marks in Zhao Yiqing's head, and return to: "Are you sick?"

As soon as Zhao Yiqing's words fell, Mu Di seemed to be stimulated by something, and pulled him forward. Zhao Yiqing couldn't stand still and hit Mu Di's chest directly. His forehead was red. Just as Zhao Yiqing was about to speak, Mu Di As if remembering something, he pushed him back, and Zhao Yiqing almost lost his footing and fell, thanks to Zhaocai Jinbao's support behind him.

When Zhao Yiqing stood firm, Jin Bao knelt down suddenly, his eyes were red and said: "General, my young master has passed through the gate of hell once, and all the past and the past have been forgotten. I hope the general will not pursue the past."

Mu Di looked at the young man in front of him, rubbing his sore arm, with some tears in his eyes, his expression was a little displeased and innocent, as if he should be pampered.

"Since that's the case, Zhao Yiqing, you can take care of yourself in the future." Mu Di said, turned and left.But the eyes of the surrounding people suddenly changed when they heard Zhao Yiqing's name, most of them had a sense of probing, some of them were still whispering, even the woman who sold the rouge was hesitant to speak.

"Zhaocai Jinbao, what's the situation?" Zhao Yiqing turned his head and asked, but Zhaocai Jinbao didn't say a word, Jinbao was fine, he was paying the woman who sold rouge, and Zhaocai was still wiping it secretly tears.

Zhao Yiqing thought, damn it, what did the previous Zhao Buran do.

"Master." Zhaocai came over and tugged at Zhao Yiqing's sleeve, saying: "Not far ahead is our Zhao Family Tea House, Master, let's go and have a rest."

The people around were still looking at Zhao Yiqing furtively. Zhao Yiqing couldn't bear such stares, so he nodded and left with Zhaocaijinbao.