Brother's Road to Promotion

Just like what Jiang Zhenniang thought just now, she was really happy to see Jiang Yuniang's reputation ruined, but the premise was that she would not bring herself down.

The Jiang family has not yet married a girl, if a daughter of the Jiang family loses her reputation, none of them will fall.

She still couldn't tell the difference between Miss Song and Jiang Yuniang. Jiang Zhenniang looked at the Wan family brothers and sisters, and others might not be able to tell the difference.

What's more, today, many girls who have never met before come to the West Market to watch the fun accompanied by others, and there are quite a few people who don't like Jiang Yuniang.

The deep boudoir, without a maid, followed the strange man alone in the attire of a servant. Jiang Zhenniang's eyes quickly swept over the handsome man who stood aside and said only three words the whole time, and this man was also outstanding. Even in the noisy street market, people can notice it at a glance in the crowd.

Staying beside such a dazzling man, no matter how low-key Jiang Yu is, it's hard not to be noticed!

"Having said so much, I'm afraid it's not difficult for the girl to guess. The girl's appearance is very similar to that of the concubine at home." Putting her eyes on Jiang Yu, Jiang Zhenniang looked sincere, "The girl looks outstanding, and today's celebration is full of people. A lot of miscellaneous..."

With an unspeakable expression, Jiang Zhenniang glanced at Song Yu, and then at Jiang Yu, "My sister is not well-known in Datong Mansion, and she doesn't look like a local. If she is misunderstood, her family I'm afraid my sister's reputation will get in the way."

"I hope the girl can understand." She was completely concerned about her younger sister, "Can the girl help Zhenniang with this, I will definitely come to the door to thank you someday."

A girl in a boudoir changed into a man's attire and went out with the man next to her. Even if the man was a brother, she would indeed attract some criticism for the well-mannered family, but the Jiang family was only a merchant after all, and they were so particular about it.

Besides, why did they still call him a girl when they saw the mole on his eyebrows?

Did he ignore something else?

Or are they misunderstanding something?

Facing the gaze of the man next to Jiang Zhenniang, Jiang Yu finally remembered that when he met him that day, he was wearing women's attire.

Maybe it's just preconceived ideas?

Jiang Yu thought uncertainly that he just accepted the fact that this Jiang family is not that Jiang's family. After all, he is just a child with shallow knowledge and young age. Unbelievable things happen again and again. At this moment, he is still like a big dream. Afterwards, I felt a little bit unsure what the eve is today.

It is not easy to rationally analyze these unreasonable little places in my mind.

He had no choice but to find a plausible reason for himself to convince himself that since he could paint a flower to cover it up, it would be impossible for a woman to have a mole to make a fake brother.

Jiang Yu's not-so-obscure gaze was naturally noticed, and Pei Ze suggested: "If this young master doesn't mind, maybe he can go with us."

Of course Pei Ze didn't forget that Miss Song was just the servant of the man next to him, her eyes swept over the man's cuff, maybe she was not just a servant.

That being the case, then whoever can call the shots certainly doesn't have to think too much.

Pei Ze thought well, even though Jiang Yu said "mind", but Pei Ze was asking Song Yu, so it was not easy for him to intervene.

Of course, Jiang Yu was not the only one who cared. Jiang Zhenniang froze slightly with an apologetic smile, and the original faint smile almost disappeared.

Jiang Yu even felt that walking with them would be better than dressing up as a woman when he went out today.

His mind was confused, at least he knew that there was no Jiang Yu in the Jiang family, but after all these were people he was familiar with, and if there were any leaks at that time, how would he explain it.

He has never mastered the abilities of "calmness" and "free response".

Jiang Yu had no choice but to turn his head to look at Song Yu again, expecting him to refuse.

Song Yu didn't know Jiang Yu well, but after a few days of getting along with him, he could still understand the meaning of his eyes.

This little fish who doesn't know where it came from, except for the first two times, never asks for anything, and never asks for anything. It just looks at you eagerly with a pair of beautiful eyes like petals.

If you ignore him, he will just lower his eyelids in disappointment. If he is satisfied, his eyes will bend into a crescent shape with joy, as if they are full of stars, looking at you with sparkle.

Let the people who see it can't help but feel better.

And this kind of gaze seemed to be directed at him only.

This child seemed to be kept in captivity for him alone, and he stamped himself with a stamp that belonged to him.

The bustling voices from outside the cloth shop came in, the loud cries of peddlers, the intermittent sound of silk and bamboo, and the unique crisp voices of children, making the bustle seem particularly festive.

"Go and change it," Song Yu said under Jiang Yu's astonished gaze, "Then I will trouble Mr. Pei a lot."

Things will turn against each other, Jiang Yu seems to be quite obsessed with pretending to be a woman, and he can't let him stop this idea immediately, but he has to slowly correct it, let him get what he wants once in a while, it's right to give him a vacation.

Of course, Jiang Yu would not understand Song Yu's kindness. Following behind the shopkeeper who led the way, Jiang Yu picked out a light green embroidered skirt for him with Wan Wenhui in his arms, and looked back at Song Yu repeatedly in disbelief.

It's a pity that Song Yu didn't give him another look, until Jiang Yu heard the clear voice behind him and said again, "Is Lingmei and Xiaoyu really so similar?"

"It's really similar, if it's not that the voice is far worse..."

As Jiang Yu walked away, the voices behind him gradually disappeared.

This is to watch the fun.

No wonder he obviously didn't like his wearing women's clothing so much at that time, but now he agrees.

Jiang Yu puffed his mouth angrily.

This time it's okay, not only does he have to pretend to be a woman, but he also has to go with Jiang Zhenniang.

Although the experience of being unrecognized last time was quite interesting, but at that time he was just trying to avoid the Jiang family, but this Jiang family is no longer the Jiang family it used to be, so why should he pretend to be a woman again.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu suddenly realized that he was free.

Just now there were so many people and the scene was chaotic, although reason told him that he no longer had to be afraid of being taken back, but he still had no sense of reality.

Now alone in a quiet room, standing at the door for a long time, he couldn't help but start running around, like a puppy chasing his tail for fun, the smile on his face couldn't stop, this is him No more worries.

Although there are many more doubts, but the most important problem is solved, then his next journey will be easy.

After being happy for a while, Jiang Yu began to look at the room where the shopkeeper brought him to change clothes.

It's not very big, separated by a screen on the left and right, and the things in the outside room are quite simple, but there are a table and a chair collapsed, bypassing the screen painted with a large piece of begonia, and behind it is just a dressing table with dowry. After picking up all kinds of rouge and gouache boxes, Jiang Yu recognized that some of them were exactly the same as the ones Zhuo Chengxing brought him back then.

The first time was raw and the second time was familiar, Jiang Yu was in a good mood, took off the short shirt on his body and skillfully changed into a woman's dress.

The bronze mirror erected on the dressing table reflected his plain face, Jiang Yu sighed, and removed the male bun on his head.

Without touching the rouge and gouache on the table, he casually tied his long hair at the back of his head and went out.

Jiang Yu's face looks good, but the appearance of no makeup is also eye-catching.

Compared with other women, he can also compare most of them in this way, but if he wants to compare with Jiang Yuniang, he is slightly inferior. After all, people rely on clothes and Buddha depends on gold clothes.

Jiang Zhenniang didn't mind, she was dressed up today, but Jiang Yu's behavior gave her a feeling that she was finally better than Jiang Yuniang, her eyes swept over the men present, and the corners of her lips curled into a hook.

"Why did you come out like this?" It's a pity that not everyone thought this way, Wan Wenhui stepped forward and took Jiang Yu's hand, "Ah, I see, you must have no dressing items."

Her hair and makeup are not tied up, which is considered disheveled for a girl of some status.

There is a difference between the woman and the brother, and Jiang Yu has never been so close to a woman before, his hands trembled in shock, and pink appeared on his face instantly.

From Wan Wenhui's point of view, Jiang Yu was ashamed to come because of his disheveled makeup, so he volunteered and dragged Jiang Yu back to the room he had just left.

Now when going out, which woman doesn't bring her maids and servants with her, she will not lack any things she should have.

When Wan Wenhui brought him into Cai's room with two maids, the redness on Jiang Yu's face could no longer be concealed.

"Ah, why is your face so red?" Wan Wenhui was surprised, thought about his behavior before, and said that this girl is so shy.

Seeing his bewildered look, she thought that Jiang Yu was afraid, so she comforted her, "I was wrong just now, I shouldn't lose my temper without recognizing people clearly, don't be afraid."

As soon as she said this, she saw Jiang Yu slowly raised his eyes to look at her suspiciously, blushed again and lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes trembled like a small fan, this extremely bullying look Like the little rabbit raised in her family, it makes people want to hug and rub it.

She is much more likable than Jiang Yuniang.

Wanting to say something more to comfort her, Wan Wenhui heard the maidservant's cry of surprise after turning into the screen first.

"There's so much stuff here!"

"Wow, this rouge is not from Jingxuanzhai recently, the lady hasn't bought it yet."

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and thought, why should he not be afraid?

Obviously just now they begged a woman to change his clothes because of the possibility of damaging her boudoir's reputation by dressing up as a man, but now she, a woman, is so generous with him.

"Girl..." Jiang Yu was confused, "The mole on my forehead is not fake."

"what!"

Jiang Yu heaved a sigh of relief, he must have understood this time.

"My surname is Wan, you can call me Wenhui."

"..."

"You have such a nice mole! I heard people say that a woman who has a mole between her eyebrows is the fate of the rich and powerful, and can turn bad luck into good luck when things happen, good luck and small bad luck."

"..."

He said everything so clearly, why did Wan Wenhui seem to not understand at all?

Could it be that the Jiang family has changed, and even brothers are no longer distinguished by pregnancy moles?

It's not impossible...

When people encounter problems, they often follow the direction they are familiar with when thinking about the problem, or subconsciously avoid thinking about the situation they least want to happen in their hearts.

Just like Jiang Yu has never seen a man with a mole between his eyebrows, and when he sees Song Yu, he thinks he is a brother; just like he thinks that it is absolutely impossible for him to meet someone who really loves him, but he never gave up looking for someone to accompany him .

Jiang Yu often felt that brother's existence was extremely unfair, but he never thought that brother would really not exist. Of course, at this time, he also didn't dare to think so.

When Wan Wenhui was putting powder on his face, Jiang Yu grabbed her hand, full of doubts, looked up with a puzzled face and said, "I'm a brother."

After finishing speaking, he emphasized again, "I am a brother."