Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Without a dog slave, Zhao Ran is really not afraid of Wen Zhigeng, now he has figured it out, Wen Zhigeng without a dog slave is like shooting arrows indiscriminately.

Wen Zhigeng stared at Zhaoran: "Where are you from?"

Wang Zeng glanced at Zhao Ran, then interjected and said indifferently: "Master Wen is over-rewarded, it's just ten thousand gold in the family."

Wan Jin buys dead soldiers, and they never return.

Therefore, Wan Jin sometimes means borrowing from dead men. Wang Zenggui is the son-in-law, and it is also the Marquis of Wu's mansion.

Wen Zhigeng's eyes flickered slightly, but he had nothing to say, but Zhao Ran didn't understand, what exactly did this sentence mean?

He had only heard of Qianjin.

Wan Jin, after much deliberation, the daughter of the princess can be called Wan Jin.But seeing that the ages don't match, the princess can't give birth to a daughter of his age. Could it be that the son-in-law recognizes him as a "goddaughter"?

When Wen Zhigeng left, Wang Zeng turned his head and glared at Zhaoran fiercely: "You really know how to make trouble!" The tone was not too harsh, but rather pampering.

Zhao Ran thought to himself, this son-in-law's attitude towards his goddaughter is also weird.

The guards of the son-in-law's house tidied up again, and the group set off again. Wang Zeng didn't get on his big horse, but got into the carriage instead.

Wang Zeng leaned on the carriage and closed his eyes to think for a while, then opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice, as if with a little promise: "Don't worry, what I said will count."

As he spoke, he leaned forward to face Zhaoran, his tall body felt quite oppressive in the dark carriage, Zhaoran hurriedly moved back to stick to the carriage.

Wang Zeng asked, "Aren't you not afraid of me?"

"My son-in-law is the master, so I still have to be afraid of him." Zhao Ran said with a flattering smile.

He wasn't really afraid of Wang Zeng, at worst, if he changed his skin and left, the trouble was that he had no skin to return, and the second was that he didn't want to leave for the time being.

Wang Zeng said: "I don't care who you were in the past, but now you can stay in the concubine's mansion with peace of mind, and I will definitely protect you from food and clothing."

His words moved Zhaoran a little bit.Obviously who he is, in fact, he is also a little uneasy. It is a bit weird to say that his origin is a Taoist immortal. Apart from other things, one can see how big the difference is by looking at Jiuru's temperament.

Fortunately, Zhao Ran has a big heart, and after Xiao You was depressed, he forgot all about it. He went back to the princess mansion and slept until dusk the next day. When he got up, he ran to the kitchen and ordered him to cook food.

In the kitchen, Wang Zeng hurriedly gave Zhaoran instructions to make delicious food. Although it was yesterday, since Wang Zeng didn't take it back, the kitchen staff hesitated for a moment, and followed the instructions.

It's not bad for them to offend a nouveau riche once or twice, although what the nouveau riche wants is too weird and too intrusive.

"Miss Ru Niang, you see this thing is still useful." The kitchen steward Hu asked while carrying a small wooden bucket.

Zhao Ran looked at the things in the small wooden bucket and praised: "Guanshi Hu is really a man who knows how to do things."

Although Guanshi Hu was happy to be praised by the upstart, he couldn't help but shiver when he saw Zhao Ran staring at the wooden barrel with joy.

"Just as long as the girl likes it." Manager Hu put down the small wooden barrel, wanting to make room for the upstart to eat, but Zhao Ran said again, "Wait, there is one more important thing that Manager Hu needs to help with."

More importantly, Guanshi Hu's scalp felt numb for a while.

Zhao Ran grinned and said, "It's an important matter, but it's not troublesome."

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After leaving the kitchen door, Zhao Ran saw the female guard chatting with him in the back garden, and he quickly waved to her: "Hey, who is that!"

The female guard hurried forward: "Maidservant Zhuyue."

Zhao Ran smiled and said, "Miss Zhuyue."

Zhuyue immediately bowed and saluted: "Don't dare." She had seen last night that the son-in-law valued this princess double, so her attitude was much more respectful than before.

"Where is another guard?"

"You mean Sheping? She was ordered to go out to do some errands. Miss, do you want something from her?"

Zhao Ran waved his hand and said, "I just want to ask you guys something."

"Girl please."

"Master Li Moli hasn't been an official for many years? Why do the son-in-law and the others still call him Master Li?"

Zhuyue said: "Although Mr. Li has been idle at home for many years, he has just been sponsored by Mr. Wan, the chief assistant, as the supervisory censor of Henan Province."

Zhao Ran rubbed his chin, no wonder Wen Zhigeng, the vicious dog, didn't bite Li Mo directly, there was such a layer of relationship between them.

"Then Mrs. Li is really unlucky, her husband finally restarted his official career, and the husband and wife are so loving, but she suffered such a disaster." Zhao Ran sighed.

Zhuyue smiled lightly: "Maybe for Mrs. Li, this is just liberation?"

"Oh, why do you say that?"

Zhuyue glanced around and whispered: "Lord Li has many concubines, besides the two in front of me, I heard that there are two or three in front of me, but they all seem to have died of illness, and they didn't leave a son or a half behind. For this reason, Mrs. Li blamed Mrs. Li all day long, saying that it was because the house she chose had bad Fengshui. You think that the people living in Wudeng Alley are poor families. If Fengshui was good, they would have turned over a long time ago. Blame Mrs. Li for her bad life, and make him tired!"

Zhao Ran nodded and smiled, "Miss Zhuyue is right, thank you very much."

Zhuyue talked to him on the phone, and the relationship between the two became much closer. She pursed her lips and said, "Why are you so interested in the Li family?"

Zhao Ran said with a smile: "It's not because I'm interested, but because something happened to me. It's a pity that I don't know about it."

"The son-in-law doesn't like the people below to have too many ideas." Zhuyue said.

Zhaoran walked around the garden with his new best friend, and said to Zhuyue with a smile, "Then you can tell the son-in-law later that I have arranged a novel show here, and let him watch it after he enters."

Zhuyue's face was reddish, she mistakenly thought that Zhaoran was a way to win favor, she thought for a while and said: "You have to find another good excuse, otherwise if the princess finds out, I'm afraid you and I will both ask for trouble. "

Zhao Ran was surprised and said: "The play I invited my son-in-law to watch can unravel the mystery of the Li family's demons. Why does the princess bother me?"

Only then did Zhuyue realize that she had lost her mind, and said in a slightly embarrassed way: "Then you wait, I will report to the prince right away."

After she left, Zhaoran returned to the house and took out the stewed elbow hidden in his possession to eat. The stewed elbow with ham in the concubine's mansion is a must, soft, glutinous and delicious.As soon as he took two bites, he heard footsteps outside, and quickly covered the food box, holding a book in his hand.

Someone knocked on the door frame casually, and came in with the curtain lifted. It was Wang Zeng, who glanced at him clearly, and said in feigned surprise, "My son-in-law came so early, didn't you tell you to come after dark?"

But Wang Zeng ignored him, and only lowered his voice and said: "Wipe your mouth clean, Mr. Wen and Master Buddha are outside, and... your book is held upside down."

Zhao Ran hastily picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth indiscriminately before Wang Zeng raised the cotton curtain and said, "Please come in, both of you."

Jiu Ru was still dressed as a scholar, but changed back to light-colored clothes, and put a square scarf on the knotted hair. Seeing Zhao Ran, he gave a shallow salute, and Wen Zhigeng changed back to his red robe, with sharp eyes Looking at Zhao Ran calmly, he said, "What do you mean by the obsession with the demons in the Li Mansion?"

Zhaoran didn't expect to attract the two of them, so Jiuru was fine, but the annoying Wen Zhigeng also came.

"Then you will know after watching the play tonight."

"Don't go around the bush, just speak up if you have something to say." Wen Zhigeng said, Jiu Ru said, "Since you've already come, it doesn't matter if you wait."

When Jiuru opened his mouth, Wen Zhigeng didn't speak anymore, Wang Zeng asked someone to move a chair, and closed the door, several people sat down, there was still a little white outside the window, and the room was silent for a while.

Wen Zhigeng sat imposingly, Wang Zeng didn't seem to be in the mood to gossip, they both sat side by side but just drank tea, Jiu Ru sat on the other side, but they were closer to Zhao Ran.

Zhaoran rolled his eyes, and quietly pushed half of the lid of the box with his hands, revealing the crystal clear pork knuckle inside, but Jiuru was not moved at all.

"Tsk...Little Buddha is prudish." Zhao Ran glanced at the two people on the other side, and quietly kicked Jiuru with the foot under her skirt.

Jiuru retracted his feet, and Zhaoran's feet moved forward a few minutes, his legs stretched out longer and longer, but Wen Zhigeng, who was opposite him, suddenly raised his head and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Ran hurriedly withdrew his legs, rubbed his waist and said, "I worked hard yesterday, my waist is a little sore, can I relax my muscles and bones, Mr. Wen?"

Wen Zhigeng turned his head to Wang Zeng and said, "The son-in-law is really unique in employing people."

Zhao Ran replied with a smile: "Master Wen uses dogs instead of people, isn't it even more unique."

Wen Zhigeng couldn't help but see anger in his eyes, but before he could open his mouth, he said clearly, "Master Wen, have you ever heard a ghost story?"

"What ghost story?" Wen Zhigeng raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Ran elongated his voice and said, "The ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night!"

Wen Zhigeng was about to scold him, but he heard sporadic "dong dong" sounds from outside the door, it really seemed that someone was knocking on the door continuously.

Wang Zeng raised his head and asked, "Who?!"

No one answered outside the door, the knock on the door continued, followed by the sound of "pop" from the entire roof, Wen Zhigeng stood up "teng" and said incredulously: "Yaohu?!"

Zhaoran got up and opened the door, Wang Zeng called out: "Be careful!" But Zhaoran outside the house waved: "Come out and watch a good show!"

Wang Zeng hesitated for a while, but Jiuru had already walked out, so he had to lower his head and turn around.

Wen Zhigeng followed him out the door, and several people turned their heads, and Zhao Ran yelled with his mouth closed beside him: "The theatergoers are here!"

As Zhaoran's status was low, Wang Zeng naturally couldn't arrange him to live in the main wing room, but he arranged for him the vacant side room next to the main wing room, which was considered quiet and elegant.

He shouted at the top of his voice, Wen Zhigeng looked up and saw a huge monster swooping down from the roof of the main wing, with little black monsters flying around, exactly the same as what he saw in the Li family Buddhist hall.

Wen Zhigeng was startled and angry, the lanterns under the corridor of the station swayed in the wind, the candles moved, and a few little monsters rushed towards him. In an instant, he pinched the little monster that was rushing towards his face, black and white were clearly distinguished.

Jiu Ru withdrew his hand and said calmly: "It's just a bat, don't panic, Mr. Wen."