Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Pei Qingchen's carriage stopped shortly after passing the Chaoyang Gate, and he got out of the carriage clearly. What came into view was a hanging mountain-style gatehouse, with exquisite orchid, chrysanthemum and plum door hairpins carved on the rafters, and the walls were polished bricks. There are two dark red doors in the middle. The whole style is well-regulated, and you can't see the Jiang Mansion in Runiang's mouth, which can't be bought for a lot of money.

Pei Qingchen seemed to know what he was thinking, so he said with a smile: "Sichengfang is next to the Prosecutor's Office, and the people living here are all nobles like sages and teachers. No matter how rich the Jiang family is, they can only make fuss at home."

Zhaoran thought it was reasonable, he just took a few steps forward holding the onion that hadn't woken up, when he heard a "squeak", the corner door next to the gate opened, and a man who looked like a butler came out.

Fei Qingchen saw him and greeted him with a smile: "Butler He."

But housekeeper He obviously didn't go out to meet him, and when he saw Fei Qingchen, he hurried up to greet him: "Mr. Zhao, what are you today..."

Fei Qingchen pointed at Zhao Ran and said with a smile: "I met your young master on the road."

"Young Master..." Butler He looked at Zhao Ran in front of him up and down. He was dressed in cotton cloth and a half-worn Tang scarf. His eyes were dark, but his skin was also dark.

In fact, it is obviously not dark, but compared to the usual wives and ladies in He Guan's eyes, her complexion is not so moist and fair.

"His surname is Rong." Fei Qingchen pointed out just right.

"Rong..." Butler He understood in an instant, it turned out to be the "young master" from the countryside. Although this young master had never met, the news had never been broken.First, the old lady was pleasantly surprised by the news of a nine-year-old scholar, but it was only a flash in the pan, and then she was stupid for some unknown reason.

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Butler He hesitated so much, the sound of a horse bell ring came from the door again, and when he turned his head clearly, he saw two tall lion horses dragging a carriage with jeweled glass windows coming slowly, and no one was driving it. When they arrived at the gate of Jiang's mansion, the two strong horses stopped well.

Fei Qingchen's carriage is not bad, but compared with the carriage behind this one, it is clear that they seem to come in an ox cart.

"Young Master Changshan." Steward He immediately greeted him with his arms folded.

Fei Qingchen quickly whispered in Zhaoran's ear: "Fu Heng, Fu Huosheng, son of Changshan, a well-known talent in the capital."

When the curtain of the car was lifted, the person inside put down the white jade jug in his hand, and said with a smile: "Oh, I just took a few sips from a jug of wine and arrived at your house."

The maid who lifted the curtain pursed her lips and smiled: "My lord, if you drink a few more sips, you should be drunk."

"It's so easy to get drunk there." The man didn't care about being teased by the servant girl, and the servant girl helped him down from the carriage.

When he got out of the carriage, Zhaoran was surprised that the person sitting in such a luxurious carriage was dressed so simply, wearing light blue cloth clothes, his hair was slightly curly, his skin was tea-honey color, his forehead was slightly high, his eyebrows were deep, and his eyes were long. The nose is thin and the lips are thin, and the facial features are very handsome.

"Good skin!" Zhao Ran said with certainty in his heart after looking at it for a while, this person does not have an amazing appearance, but he is very attractive, and the more he looks at it, the more interesting he is.

"Oh, it turns out that Lu Li is here too, did he come to ask for divination today?" Fu Heng saw Fei Qingchen in a blink of an eye.

Fei Qingchen smiled and said, "Lu Li is no better than Mr. Chang Shan. Mr. Jiang's hexagrams are not easily obtained by Xiaosheng. I just send this young master Rong back home."

"I was a little touched by watching the stars yesterday, and today I just came here to share my thoughts with the old man." After Fu Heng finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhao Ran and said with a faint smile, "You are the nine-year-old scholar, right?"

"Don't dare." Zhao Ran shook his head hastily, he didn't want to be missed by a genius, let alone he really doesn't know anything now.

Steward He waited for Fu Heng to finish speaking, and said repeatedly: "Quickly open the main door."

As soon as the door opened, Fu Heng walked in and said with a smile: "I can't wait for a long time, I want to have a good drink with him."

As soon as his words fell, the door of the Jiang Mansion was fully opened, Steward He respectfully welcomed him in, but it was obvious that the young master who had come to defect to his natal family followed in like a fish in troubled waters.

Fei Qingchen was just about to turn his head and leave, but Housekeeper He hurriedly stopped him: "If the old man knows that Mr. Zhao is coming, but I don't keep you, I must blame the villain, and ask Mr. Zhao to go to the hall to use it together. Tea."

Fei Qingchen had no choice but to bite the bullet and turned back to follow Zhaoran's footsteps.

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Out of the gate tower, there is a screen wall without words more than ten feet wide in Jiang's mansion, covered with colored glaze and kisses. It is obvious how proud Lianqiao was when she said that the Princess's mansion used colored glaze every inch and gold to pave the greenhouse, but Jiang's mansion I used colored glaze to lay the tiles, lifting the weight as if it were light, and I clearly thought that it was true as my mother said.

Butler He did not forget Zhaoran, welcomed him into the outer hall, and had tea served to him.

Zhaoran drank tea with Fei Qingchen for a while, and then heard the rapid and small footsteps outside the door.

As soon as he put down the tea bowl, a woman with white temples stood at the door. She was not young, but her facial features could still tell that she must have been a peerless beauty when she was young.

Zhao Ran thought that this was probably the old lady of the Jiang Mansion—his grandmother, so he immediately shouted enthusiastically: "Grandma!"

The old lady rushed here with tears in her eyes, thinking that what she saw must be Xiao Nu's grandson, and she had already seen the obvious appearance in her mind, with pink face and red lips, the key is that she has her daughter's pair of autumn water similar pupils.

Who would have thought that she stood at the door and looked, and there was a yellow and thin country boy sitting inside, his head was bigger than his body, and from a distance he looked like overgrown bean sprouts, and when he raised his head, he looked as dead as he had been back then. With the family's three acres of land refusing to marry in, she insisted on marrying her favorite baby and taking it to the countryside. The white-eyed wolf who has not been heard from since then is exactly the same.

"Grandma!" Zhao Ran shouted again.

"My... dear grandson." The old lady replied dryly as she watched Zhaoran tugging on her sleeve.

"Master Zhao is here too." A beautiful young woman next to her smiled slightly.

The old lady's face immediately sank, Fei Qingchen robbed Rong Xian's marriage, no one else knew about it, but of course they, the masters of the Jiang family, knew about it.

"I don't know what advice Mr. Zhao has when he comes to my house." The old lady said coldly.

Fei Qingchen got up and bowed: "I happened to meet Brother Rong on the way, so I sent him back along the way."

Zhao Ran nodded and said: "Yes, Brother Zhao is a very nice person. He bought this and that for me along the way, and even said he would marry me a few wives."

The young woman took a look at Zhaoran and thought she was a fool, and the flowery girl next to her couldn't help laughing out loud, and the old lady sneered with a gloomy expression: "Our Jiang family People, it's not Mr. Zhao's turn to get married!"

"Don't dare!" Fei Qingchen said in a hurry.

The old lady didn't give any favors: "Come here, see off the guests!"

Fei Qingchen felt like sitting on pins and needles for a long time, and immediately said: "The junior will leave!"

As soon as he was talking, he heard the old lady say again: "Where did it all go? The door is so dirty, how did you clean it? It's all cleaned up. Don't dirty the guests' feet!"

As soon as her words fell, a few black-clothed servants suddenly appeared from the corridor, holding big brooms in their hands, and they showed no expression. The ashes with a sound of dust.

Fei Qingchen retreated all the way to the Zhaoying Wall, his face covered with black and gray, he bent over and cupped his hands from a distance and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Jiang, for your appreciation, junior."

Zhaoran gave two "tsk tsk" in his heart, and then raised his voice: "Brother Zhao, you have to come again tomorrow!"

Fei Qingchen glanced at him with a look of resentment.

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Several people returned to the hall, and the girl next to him robbed Bai Zhaoran: "Are you stupid, this person robbed your fiancée, and you still ask him to come again."

The old lady glared at her again, then turned her head and asked Onion, who was still sleeping soundly curled up in the chair next to her, "This is..."

"It's my nephew, he's not feeling well, so I'll take him to the capital to see a doctor." Zhao Ran casually gave a reason.

Mrs. Jiang saw that the onion was soft and looked like a dough ball, her heart immediately softened a little, and she quickly ordered the servant to carry the onion down and put it on a comfortable bed.

Then she turned her head and introduced to Zhao Ran: "This is your cousin Biqiao." Pointing to the young woman, she said, "This is your aunt."

"Cousin, aunt." Zhao Ran said.

The old lady looked at Jiang Biqiao and said, "Don't call me cousin yet."

Jiang Biqiao glanced at Zhaoran up and down, but couldn't see him very much, so she murmured reluctantly, "Cousin!"

Mrs. Jiang seemed to know her daughter's temper, and said: "Didn't you say that you had a gift for your cousin a few days ago, and now that he is here, why don't you hurry up and get it."

Jiang Biqiao frowned, puzzled: "When did I say that?"

Zhaoran wanted to laugh, this Jiang Biqiao was pretty, but unfortunately he didn't have a brain.

Mrs. Jiang Baijiu couldn't help but blush on her face, pinched Jiang Biqiao's arm and said in a low voice, "Go soon."

Seeing that her mother was annoyed, Jiang Biqiao had to go out and run away.

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As soon as she went out, she thought of going to her grandpa to complain. Normally, her grandpa was obedient to her. As long as she went to cry and complain at this moment, grandpa would have a bad impression of the country boy before he saw him.

Jiang Biqiao is actually not stupid, but she doesn't like to use her brain very much. As soon as he appeared, she sensitively felt that this person would be a major threat to her future status in the family, so she wanted to nip this threat in the bud.

She bounced and walked towards Mrs. Jiang's study in a familiar way. As soon as she reached the courtyard of the study, she heard her grandfather raise his voice in great surprise: "You think you're pretty?"

Jiang Biqiao almost subconsciously stopped, only to hear a strange man's voice reply: "I don't know when the son-in-law met Biqiao, but he has a deep love for her. I know this matter will affect your family thousands of times." It's difficult, but marriage is a good way to get out of the predicament. Besides, I let the princess know that she has no children for many years, but she is willing to let the son-in-law take another good concubine, as long as she can adopt another house at that time Just give it to her."

When Jiang Biqiao heard it, it was like a bolt from the blue. She was the only grandchild in Jiang's family, so even though she was a girl, she almost grew up holding her in the palm of her hand. Her daughter will naturally respond to her requests.

She never thought that she would be taken into marriage by her family, let alone become a concubine. The only thing she thought of was to find her grandmother and mother-in-law quickly, so she didn't hear the following sentence from Mrs. Jiang: "No matter how difficult the Jiang family is, there is absolutely no reason to use their granddaughter as a stepping stone!"

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Jiang Biqiao ran back to the front hall with tears all the way, and what caught her eyes was a scene of a happy family reunion. Mrs. Jiang asked Zhaoran to hold her shoulders while laughing, "This child doesn't look like Lan'er at first glance, but as long as you If you look closely, that expression is exactly the same as Lan'er, you can't even mistake her."

Mrs. Jiang listened with a smile, turned her head and saw her daughter was in tears, she couldn't help asking, "Bi Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Jiang was also surprised and said: "Bi Qiao, why are you crying?"

Jiang Biqiao was out of breath from crying, looked at the crowd and said, "Grandmother, mother, grandpa wants to marry me to the son-in-law as a concubine."

Zhao Ran lost his hand and pinched it somewhere else, Mrs. Jiang said "Oh", but she didn't have time to pay attention, and hurriedly asked: "Which son-in-law?"

"I don't know, I just know that the princess has never had a child, and she also said that I will give birth to her in the future! Mother, I don't want to be a concubine for that son-in-law!" Jiang Biqiao plunged into Mrs. Jiang's arms.

Mrs. Jiang's face turned pale with anger, she gritted her teeth and said: "This old bastard is really getting more and more confused as he gets older. I told him back then, don't marry Lan'er to that stupid brat. He is more important than his own daughter. If he really wants to marry Biqiao in such a random way, I will fight him!"

Zhao Ran had no choice but to pretend that he didn't hear Mrs. Jiang's series of disdainful words towards her father. Mrs. Jiang got up and walked out of the hall angrily, obviously going to settle accounts with Mrs. Jiang.

Zhao Ran wanted to follow her to have a look, Jiang Biqiao moved in Mrs. Jiang's arms, as if she was also moved, but Mrs. Jiang said, "Sit down and drink dessert."

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Mrs. Jiang didn't show up again until dinner, and her complexion was not very good. It seemed that the matter was not so easy to solve.

After dinner, Mrs. Jiang called Zhaoran into the study, asked about the recent situation of Rongjiazhuang, closed his eyes and pondered for a while before saying: "If you returned to the capital a few years ago, my grandfather could still help you find a future. But now that I'm back, I'm afraid it will implicate you instead. Well, since you're here, I'm afraid Jin Yiwei will know about it, so you should settle down first."

Zhao Ran could clearly feel that something was going on in Jiang's residence, and Mrs. Jiang was also a little absent-minded.

When he left the study, a servant came to take him back to his room. Although the yard was tidied up hastily, the room was warm with new bedding and a charcoal stove.

Onion has already woken up, lying on the bed and getting angry, when he sees Zhaoran, he points to his mouth.

The servant girl who served him hurriedly said: "The villain feeds him, but he doesn't eat."

Zhao Ran waved his hand and asked her to go down, the Jiang family had not provided him with a servant, so they sent the maid away, leaving only him and Onion in the room.

There was a whole roast chicken on the table, which was prepared by the Jiang family according to his order, obviously it took a lot of effort to persuade Madam Jiang to let someone prepare a roast chicken instead of a nanny .

He tore some chicken and gave it to Onion, who ate it happily, saying the only word he knew while eating: "Smelly!"

This probably indirectly explained why he didn't eat the food handed over by his servant.

Zhao Ran couldn't help but have a toothache, this kid still picks someone to serve him.

Fortunately, he went to sleep after eating the onions, and Zhao Ran was also happy and quiet. Just about to undress and lie down to rest for a while, he heard the sound of "beep" coming from outside the room door.

He walked over and pulled the door open, a servant outside saw him with his clothes open and quickly covered his face and said, "Put on your clothes quickly!"

The voice is crisp and delicate, it is Jiang Biqiao's voice.

Zhao Ran didn't fit his clothes either, he just said, "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Biqiao turned her head, saw Zhaoran's clothes were still open, covered her face again and said angrily, "You are too shameless, you still don't put your clothes on."

Zhao Ran replied: "You ran under my window to peep at night, and you think I don't have enough clothes on, and I haven't even taken off my middle coat?!"

Jiang Biqiao opened her fingers, and seeing that Zhaoran had just unbuttoned her shirt, she put down her hands and raised her neck and said, "For the sake of your first visit to the capital, I will take you out for a stroll."

"No!" Zhao Ran raised his hand and closed the door after saying that.

Jiang Biqiao was in a hurry, and quickly blocked it with her hand: "I want you to go out with me."

Clearly said: "You can't even find half of the servants, so it's not a good job to go out with you. Why should I go with you when I'm new here?"

Jiang Biqiao's eyes were red and he shouted: "I knew you all wanted to push me into the fire pit in exchange for your peaceful life!"

Zhaoran looked at the tears rolling in her eyes and sighed: "Where do you want to go?"

Jiang Biqiao withdrew her tears and said, "I heard from the concierge that when grandpa sent that Mr. Chang to the door, Mr. Chang Shan told him that he had an appointment with the son-in-law tonight, and I want you to accompany me to meet there." Consort!"