Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Wang Zeng glanced at Aning and said, "Alright, then let her go."

Zhaoran then turned his head and said to Aning: "A'Ning, I'm afraid that I'll forget the time when I'll have a good talk with the son-in-law later, and miss the things that I have to do for the Buddha tomorrow. Tell Yingning to come and pick me up."

The man from the consort's mansion took over the carriage, left Aning where he was, turned around and drove the carriage away, obviously biting the bullet and sitting in the carriage, he stretched out his head and glanced at Aning on the side of the road, thinking he didn't know what to do. Is there any chance to see you again.

Wang Zeng was probably suspicious in his heart, he was the one who killed him once again with his own hands, would he use other killing methods this time, such as rubbing the bones and dusting off the ashes?

Thinking clearly, his face turned bitter-melon-colored, and he only hoped that Aning's ability would surpass the expectations of the people of Wuhou Mansion, and only if she escaped, Wang Zeng would have a little scruples.

"It seems that you are quite fond of this servant girl." Wang Zeng rode a horse alongside Zhao Ran's carriage.

Zhao Ran said with a smile: "Who doesn't like a beautiful maid?"

Wang Zeng pulled the reins of the horse and said, "I used to have a maid who was quite pleasing to the eye?"

"One?" Zhao Ran was surprised, as if he felt a little unfair for Wang Zeng, "How can one be enough for such a talent as the son-in-law and his status? Why do we need ten or eight."

Wang Zeng glanced at him and said: "Thinking about it now, that maidservant is not very good, her appearance is not perfect, her talent is not perfect, she is only a little clever, but not practical."

"What happened next?" Zhao Ran pretended to be curious and asked.

Wang Zeng was silent for a while before he replied lightly: "She violated a taboo, so I executed her with my own hands."

Zhao Ran sighed repeatedly: "It's a pity, it's a pity, I really failed the wrong love of my son-in-law."

"It's true that I failed my wrong love."

Zhaoran couldn't help but let out a "bah" in his heart, and strangled him to death for breaking a taboo, there was no love in this person's heart, some were just servants.

"It's strange to say that my maidservant is so similar to Young Master Rong."

Zhao Ran showed shock and said: "Xiaosheng doesn't remember ever committing the taboo of the son-in-law."

"Not now." Wang Zeng said lightly.

Clearly showing a solemn look: "Don't worry, my son-in-law, there will never be any in the future."

Wang Zeng glanced at him and said, "I only believe what the dead say."

Zhao Ran laughed dryly a few times: "My family members often say that I have nothing to do, just eat and wait to die, and death is no different."

They said that the carriage stopped at the gate of a manor house, Wang Zeng said: "Master Rong, come down."

Zhaoran sighed inwardly, opened the curtain and suddenly said "Ouch", he kept shouting, "I twisted my foot, I twisted my foot, let me rub it."

He can delay it for a while now.

"There are people who are good at kneading bones in my manor, why don't you go to the house and knead them." As soon as Wang Zeng's voice fell, two guards stepped forward to set up Zhao Ran.

"No, I'll go by myself." Zhao Ran flung his clothes and got out of the car with a bit of backbone.

Wang Zeng glanced at his feet: "It seems that Young Master Rong's feet are nothing serious, let's go."

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Zhaoran entered the living room and found that Wang Zeng was actually short, so he had to sit cross-legged.

"I don't know if Young Master Rong likes melons and fruits or meat for tea." Wang Zeng asked.

It is obvious that Wang Zeng is testing him, thinking that during the two days when he pretended to be the princess, he has harmed the melons and fruits in the princess's room, and as for the meat, he can't have it. When he was dying, he let the kitchen steam There is a pot of ham and elbows, so he said with a smile: "Since it's tea, let's serve some pastries."

"Really? I thought Young Master Rong would prefer meat." After Wang Zeng finished speaking, Zhao Ran smelled a tangy aroma, and he screamed ham elbow in his heart.

Sure enough, he saw a maid holding a plate of ham and knuckles in front of him. The ham and knuckles in the son-in-law's mansion are always excellent, and the ham and knuckles that the son-in-law used to entertain guests are naturally even better. The amount of ham alone is almost Twice as much as what Zhaoran ate.

Zhaoran suppressed the reluctance in his heart, smiled and shook his head: "My son-in-law doesn't know something, I am a vegetarian, and I often read scriptures with the Buddha, how can I eat meaty things, if I open my mouth and offend the Buddha, it would be rude."

He thought in his heart that if Jiu Ru met an elbow, he might eat it faster than him. After eating, he would close his eyes and say that this elbow appeared in front of us, it should be a sign of hunger. It has such a big ambition, how can it not be fulfilled? From then on, there will be more Buddhas in the world.

"It turns out that Young Master Rong likes to eat vegetarian food." Wang Zeng waved his hand reluctantly to have the ham elbow removed and replaced with some salted dried fruit.

The maid served tea to Zhaoran, Zhaoran chewed like dried fruit in his mouth, he just felt like dried grass in the salt-alkaline land, but Wang Zeng over there stirred the tea with salty dried fruit and said: "Young Master Rong The way to eat it is also strange, I only heard that Buddha likes to drink tea made with salt and ginger, but I didn't expect that Young Master Rong ate it directly."

It was clear that these dried fruits were used to make tea. Thinking about it carefully, Jiuru really used salted ginger to make tea, instead of putting it in his mouth to eat directly, but since he wanted to get rid of it, let alone the salted ones Dried fruit, even a block of salt, has to be eaten with tears.

He smiled lightly: "Xiaosheng has been studying since he was a child, and he can't hang his head on the beam, so he can only put a piece or two of this salted dried fruit in his mouth to refresh himself when he is bored. After a long time, he will get used to it."

Wang Zeng nodded and said: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the name of a nine-year-old scholar."

If Wang Zeng didn't even know this, then his Marquis Mansion would be in vain, so Zhao Ran was not surprised: "That happened many years ago. Later, I was seriously ill, and I realized that life is impermanent. Have fun in time, I haven't touched this book for many years."

He felt that his words were watertight, but he had no choice but to drink more tea if he ate too much salt and fruit.

Wang Zeng didn't make things difficult for him, so he asked someone to lead him to the latrine.

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After Zhaoran finished going to the latrine, he let out a long sigh of relief, walked out and stretched his waist, it seemed that Wang Zeng didn't seem to want to do it immediately, so he just made a fool of himself.

He walked back with the guards outside the door, and suddenly saw a few guards dragging a woman over from the corridor, and he immediately recognized that this woman was the one who had been his best friend for two days——Zhu Yue.

Seeing that Zhao Ran had stopped, the guard said in a low voice: "Young Master Rong, hurry up, this is a maidservant who made a mistake, the princess is going to execute her today."

Zhao Ran cast him a sideways glance, thinking to himself why don't you look at it, isn't it just for me to look at it?Returning the princess to execute, Zhuyue is clearly Wang Zeng's man.

One of the guards wrapped a thick rope around Zhuyue's neck, and then stepped on Zhuyue's back and yanked hard. Zhao Ran thought they would beat up Zhuyue in front of him and do some fake tricks. capital punishment.

Of course he knew that Wang Zeng was testing himself, so he covered his eyes and sighed, "Why bother? If you make a big mistake, you will strangle him to death. Go, go, alas!"

Zhaoran walked ten steps along the long corridor, turned a corner and walked another ten steps, then suddenly turned around and rushed to the place where Zhuyue was executed. As expected, those guards did not stop, Zhuyue's face was dark purple, and the pupils in his eyes They all started to zoom in.

He kicked the guard away with one foot, and then laid Zhuyue flat. He tested Zhuyue's breath with his hand, but the breath was gone, and then he bent his chest and listened, as if he could still hear a very faint beating sound.

Zhaoran hurriedly took off his coat, wrapped it around Zhuyue's lower limbs, then rubbed her chest with one hand, supported Zhuyue's neck with the other, and blew into her ears. (Note: This first aid method comes from Dai Yuanli, an imperial physician during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty)

After a while, only hearing Zhuyue's coughing, Zhaoran breathed a sigh of relief and untied the rope around her neck, a pair of black satin and brocade boots appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhao Ran raised his head and said: "My son-in-law, I don't know what you want to know from me, but it's still a life, even if you and the princess are kings here, we still have gods!"

Wang Zeng said with a heavy face, "Now you still dare to pretend."

"What am I pretending to be?" He was dragged from the ground by Wang Zeng with a word, and dragged directly along the corridor into a bedroom.

"Hey!" Zhao Ran was pushed on the quilt by Wang Zhe, and he said repeatedly, "You have something to say, a gentleman does not use his words."

Wang Zeng said: "You really are not dead."

"Never died." Zhao Ran immediately said, this is really a rare truth for him.

Wang Zeng looked at him from top to bottom and said, "Ru Niang is a stranger raised by Jiang's family, but Jiang Lanyi didn't have this person when he arrived in Nanjing. Jiang Lanyi was chased and killed by Wen Zhigeng on the way. If he can go to Nanjing, at least Ru Niang should be one of the people he lost on the road. Besides, it is absolutely impossible for Ru Niang to be unfavorable to Jiang Lanyi, so it can be seen that she was impersonated from the beginning."

Zhao Ran yelled in his heart, Wang Zeng guessed it right, but he still opened his eyes wide and said, "My son-in-law, what are you talking about? What is Ru Niang, Liniang is the only one in our Jiang family."

Wang Zeng knew that this man was very slippery, he couldn't believe half of the ten sentences, so he didn't talk nonsense with Zhaoran right now, he stretched out his hand and tore off his shirt, seeing Zhaoran's chest, Pingchuan couldn't help being slightly stunned, and Zhaoran puffed out his chest and said, "My son-in-law." Master, you have seen it, Master is not a mother, now you can let me go."

Wang Zeng frowned slightly and said: "I heard that there is a kind of person who is androgynous. Could it be that you are also this kind of person."

As he said, he stretched out his hand to take off Zhaoran's pants, Zhaoran couldn't help being furious, and cursed in his heart that you are only androgynous, go and take off your own pants for fun.

It's a pity that Wang Zeng just wanted to take off his trousers, so Zhao Ran raised his foot and kicked him fiercely, but Wang Zeng grabbed his ankle and turned him over, just as he grabbed his trousers, he heard someone outside say: "Xiaohou!" Lord."

"What's the matter?" Wang Zeng pressed Zhao Ran's head under the quilt and asked.

"The villain has found Ru Niang's grave."

Only then did Wang Zeng let go of Zhao Ran, stepped forward and opened the door: "Talk."

The guard whispered: "Young Master, the female corpse in the grave is still there."

Wang Zeng was silent for a while before waving his hand: "Go down, I got it."

Zhaoran on the other end had already put on his clothes swiftly, and he said, "My son-in-law, although Xiaosheng doesn't know who the maid you are looking for is, he really isn't Xiaosheng. Not to mention that Xiaosheng is a man, and You think, Xiaosheng is the Jiang family's nephew, so it will not be disadvantageous to the Jiang family, don't you think?"

Wang Zeng also said: "The Marquis misunderstood just now, please forgive me, Young Master Rong."

"Where is it, Xiaosheng can understand the mood of the son-in-law."

The two of them exchanged courtesies, then went back to the front hall to sit down again, continued to have tea as if nothing had happened, and said clearly: "My lord, it's getting late, Xiaosheng will leave first.

"Then the Marquis will not be far away."

"Where do you need the son-in-law to send you off." Zhao Ran said politely.

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Wang Zeng saw Zhao Ran striding away, and then he said to the people in the dark, "Come out."

Zhuyue bowed her head and came out, knelt down and said, "My maidservant, thank you little lord for your life-saving grace."

"You were originally guilty of shooting the moon, but since he turned back to save you today, it can be seen that you still have some usefulness. For the sake of your usefulness, let you take the blame and make meritorious service."

Zhuyue said: "Yes."

"Does he look like a mother?"

"Like, he walks about a foot and six inches apart, and usually speaks fifty to sixty to a dozen, faster than the average person."

Wang Zeng raised his eyes suddenly: "How much imagination do you have?"

"Five points."

Wang Zeng frowned and said, "Only five points?"

"Although the distance between the two of them is about the same, Ru Niang likes to jump when walking, while this Young Master Rong walks in big strides. In addition, when he talks, he will tap his fingers to beat his legs. Ru Niang doesn't have this habit. This young master likes to fake smiles... Ru Niang doesn't have such a habit either. Ru Niang also seems to have bigger breasts, and this... should be a man."

"Go down."

Zhuyue bowed her head and retreated.

Wang Zeng turned the cup in his hand, and then drank the salt tea in his hand.

----

Zhao Ran politely declined the concubine's mansion to see him off, and drove the carriage out of the villa until he reached Shangguan Road. He turned his head and looked at the villa behind him and heaved a sigh of relief. As soon as he turned his head, his forehead was ashamed. I picked a pine nut.

"Foot sound?" Zhao Ran was both surprised and delighted to see the person sitting on the tree eating pine nuts.

Zuyin jumped down from the tree, onto his carriage and said, "How should you thank me?"

"So you put Ru Niang's body in?" Zhao Ran suddenly realized.

"I said earlier that you are a layman with ease. Do you think that Yi Yi Rong will be fine as long as it is easy? The real Yi Rong is that every face of yours is a complete life from birth to death, independent life, that is The highest realm of disguise."

"It makes sense!" Zhao Ran was really convinced.

"When I met you back then, I knew that you would be ruined sooner or later, so when I saw people from Wuhou's Mansion heading towards Rong'an Town, I rushed ahead of them and packed a corpse for you in."

"Thank you very much." Zhao Ran thanked him sincerely, if Ru Niang's grave was found to be empty, he might not be able to get away easily.

"Thank you, it's over. It took me a lot of effort to get that female corpse, and it took a lot of trouble to make her look like the corpse that Ru Niang should have. It smells so bad that I can't even use incense. " Zuyin stretched out his hand, and Zhaoran leaned over as he said, but he flicked his forehead: "You really came here to take advantage of me."

Zhao Ran was silent, so he had no choice but to change his words: "Are you still staring at the case of the orphaned girl's death in the Princess Mansion?"

"Yes."

Zhaoran thought to himself, don’t stare any more, without Ye Mingzhu, Jiashan naturally doesn’t need to kill the orphan girl, staring at it is a waste of energy, he thought for a while and said: “I seem to have heard people say that recently all the servants around the princess have been replaced by martial arts. People from the Hou Mansion chose it."

Zuyin frowned, with an expression of resentment and resentment: "I said, the princess' mansion has not recruited orphans for a long time. After all, Wang Zeng saw the flaw. I am destined to suffer from the appearance."

Zhao Ran said: "Then why don't you wear a human skin mask?"

"Ordinary people's skin is too thin, how can it hide my appearance?" Zuyin looked sideways at Zhao Ran and said, "Your skin may be useful if you take it off."

Zhao Ran grinned and didn't take it seriously: "This matter is more or less a good thing, even if it's nothing, you can go back, so you don't have to sleep here."

The footsteps let out a "hey hey": "Why is it so easy? Another incident happened in the princess mansion."

"What's the matter?"

Zuyin pointed to the villa and said, "Do you know why Wang Zeng lived here?"

Zhao Ran looked back at the villa, and said in a leisurely footstep, "Because the Princess Mansion is haunted by ghosts. I heard that if anyone comes out of the Princess Mansion, they may end up in the cemetery. Isn't it scary?"

Zuyin glanced at the sky of the villa, gloated and said: "I don't think they can live in this villa for long, who made them do too many bad things."

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Jiu Ru stepped up the steps, and suddenly stopped, there was a rustling sound like silkworms all around, he lowered his eyes lightly, and saw a piece of mud sticking to the soles of his feet.

He put down his feet and continued towards the steps towards the main tower. The higher the steps, the more mud stuck to the soles of his feet. The seaweed-like black mud filled the entire steps, and the sky was dead silent. Suddenly, "Dangdang" The sound of the demon-suppressing bell pierced through the air, and the mud receded like a tide, revealing the pure white jade steps.

The two monks quickly ran down the stairs: "Buddha, Taoist Yang Wan has arrived."

"Understood." Jiuru replied.

He walked along the steps to the top floor, where there was a towering tower that rose straight into the sky, and the top of the tower was almost hidden in the swamp-like black clouds.

When Jiuru got to the top of the tower, he saw a white-haired old man with many patches standing on the top of the tower looking down, he didn't turn around and pointed down and said: "The demon is so powerful, Nuo Gaoling should have been born I just don't know where?"

Following the direction of his finger, the dark cloud layer swirls like a vortex, like a vortex.

"Taoist." Jiu Ru bowed and saluted.

"I heard your whistling sound, do you need me urgently?"

"Does the Taoist know if there is someone among the aliens who is good at talking on mud tires, or long-distance sound transmission?"

Yang Wan thought for a while and said, "Let me check."

The two returned to the tower, and Yang Wan took out a scroll from his arms and slowly opened it on the table. Inside were all kinds of colorful people, and some words were marked on the bottom.