Cheng Enhou's Love History

Since he came to this world, Tong Ze seems to have acquired some special ability, and has a special affinity with gossip. Whether it's listening in or seeing it directly, all kinds of romantic scandals are like a spring breeze, and he can't stop it.

The moment he picked up the square silk handkerchief and handed it over, a very unkind guess even popped into his mind, Xie Yanwen's eyes turned blue, whether it was lovesickness becoming a disease, or excessive indulgence...

"This handkerchief is not mine." Xie Yanwen said without changing his face, while putting the things into his pocket.

It's not obvious, but talking to an unhappy person is such a strenuous effort, leaving all the suspense to your own reasoning, as for him, he is only responsible for putting on a high-level scholar-in-the-mountain style.

Can we still have a good chat!

At the same time, he immediately decided to turn into a paparazzi, "Then you must know who is right. Seriously, is there any drama?"

Xie Yanwen cherished words like gold, "No."

After he finished speaking, he felt stiff, probably a little bit sorry, and said, "She is in possession, I really just picked it up by chance."

That is Luohua's intention to be ruthless. Observe Xie Yanwen's expression, there is still no clue to be found, and at the same time he smiled and said, "If there is no engagement, everything is false, and it may not be useless. Relationship matters, don't worry about it." Keep it up, it's too shameful to catch up with your wife."

"You know this again?" Xie Yanwen looked at him and teased, "Then why have you been out for half a year and haven't even seen a daughter-in-law yet? When will you be settled?"

Unexpectedly, he was choked by this person, and he was speechless at the same time.

So the two bachelors looked at each other, and when they looked at each other, they felt that the moment just now was purely a waste of time worrying about.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed for a long time, Xie Yanwen suddenly laughed at himself, and then confessed, "I know you care about me, but in my own situation, I really don't want to harm others. If I don't get rid of my crimes one day in this life, get married and start a business, I won't I dare not think about it."

At the same time, he raised his eyebrows secretly, disapprovingly thinking that it wasn't that serious, and he didn't understand at all, all things such as the enthronement of a new emperor, the birth of a prince, and the emperor's wedding will be amnesty to the world, and he may be amnesty someday, Feng Shui always It takes turns.

Unknowingly, he also confided in his heart, "If you like this place and redeem yourself in the future, you might as well come to my place to help. This is not a good place to settle down, but it can give you freedom, and you can write and count, Qu Cai Be an accountant first. Look back and see what kind of business is good, and then find a way to run a business by yourself. It’s hard to say what’s going on under the sun, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don’t frame yourself in a small circle.”

These words hit people's hearts, Xie Yanwen was a little moved, his eyes flashed with gratitude, but he shook his head, "I am a guilty person...Really, I appreciate your kindness. In the past, I misunderstood you. At first I thought you had no conscience, no temper and blood, and later thought that you would fawn on you and climb up. In fact, I was wrong. You are stronger than me and have more backbone than me. I just thought I was smart. In fact, all I did was Folly."

The words were nonsensical, but the same man was stunned and stared, "No, what crime can you do? It's all about your parents' affairs and has nothing to do with you. Don't think too much about whether you want to come out. It's actually a good way out to be around my son, he will inherit the Pei family business sooner or later, and with his friendship with you, he will naturally treat you kindly."

After hearing this sentence, Xie Yanwen's expression suddenly became a little strange. The strangeness was quite intriguing, as if he felt the irony of the words just now.

"The sins on my body have nothing to do with others. No matter how I wash them, I can't wash them away..."

At the same time, he didn't understand anymore, and he wanted to ask again, but he heard footsteps behind him, and Pei Yi had already run down the stairs.

When he saw a few pages of paper spread out on the table, Pei Yi blushed slightly, "This... this article is so difficult, take it as me asking for advice, you can help me do it. The day after tomorrow, Uncle San will take a test for me. He is stricter with me than with his subordinates, I am most afraid of him staring at me without saying a word, his eyes will scare the soul away."

The same person probably belongs to the fish. In less than three seconds, he forgot Xie Yanwen's little awkwardness just now, and instead became interested in the people involved in Pei Yi's words.

"Will the third master be angry? I thought he was indifferent. If you can't solve the problem, will he beat you?"

"That's not true. The third uncle wouldn't be so rude, but he would supervise me to recite the text, and would conduct spot checks for several days. You don't know. At that time, the pressure was so great, and I was most afraid that he would be serious and not speak. , the whole person is pressed down like a mountain, and, I don't want to let him down."

"Well, I'll put this away first, and I'll send it to you after the translation is completed tomorrow, but you have to know what to do, and you have to rely on yourself to learn. And..." Tong smiled, "We have no Proceed silently, you must not spread the word about my knowledge of foreign language."

Pei Yi immediately wondered, "Why? You're doing business with those Westerners and Japanese, don't you just pretend that you don't understand what they say?"

The same smiled, "Anyway, they also speak Chinese to me. As for me, I have to make up my life experience to be pitiful. Everyone has sympathy. The more you do this, the easier it is to win favors. Only foolish people who don't know anything can be trusted. If you know everything, it will be easy for people to take precautions against you. If you are in business, if you are seen as shrewd, others will have to beware of me stealing their money."

As soon as these words came out, Pei Yi's eyes lit up.The two people, one big and one small, looked at each other and blinked, and after a while, they burst out laughing together, and in an instant, they smiled wickedly.

After that, when Pei Yi looked at him again, his eyes changed to some extent, as if he was looking at a profiteer, but he still had three points of envy and admiration.

After that, he was busy for a few days, and five days later, the same man went to Qianji's mansion in person with the Zhaojun set in hand.

Although she lives in Kyoto, Chihime's house is a typical Japanese style. The courtyard is like a delicate and small bonsai. The scenery in the courtyard is the so-called dry landscape, low shrubs, black and steep stones, dotted with white sand and green leaves. , two stone lanterns are big and clumsy, guarding the side of a rock, and a circle of fresh and moist moss has emerged around the ground - in the dry climate of the north, I don't know how much water is poured every day to create a beautiful atmosphere. the vibe.

In fact, the courtyards of the islanders are quite neatly and quietly arranged. Covering the mountains, rivers, sun, and moon with one side of the landscape, the implication is grand enough, but after a long time, it will inevitably make people feel that the world is lonely, and there is a kind of desolation of remnants of mountains and rivers, and a sense of sadness. Removable.

Of course, the owner of the courtyard will not give people this feeling. Every moment of silence and movement is full of domineering youth raging. She is waiting in the living room. There is a full-length mirror in front of her. It is simple and elegant. It is not like a product of this era, but the mirror is abnormal. Clear, reflecting her not very symmetrical but fatally attractive face.

There is a pair of haiku attached to the pillar next to the mirror: the long summer is deep, and the samurai leaves traces of dreams.

At the same time, he suspected that this sentence came from the sentence that the country is broken, the mountains and rivers are here, and the city is springy, so he heard Qianji say, "You are so efficient, are you in a hurry to see me?"

The tone suddenly became gentle and tactful, which seemed to imply some special meaning.

Molesting the tailor, creating a little ambiguity?It is indeed something that a noble lady who has nothing to do all day long will do. It has existed since ancient times, and in modern times, there are countless similar charming stories that happened in the boudoir.

However, Tong has no intention of acting as the hero of the story, so he smiled very honestly, "The villain values ​​every guest, and the lady is even more important to me. It is difficult to satisfy the guests with a piece of clothing, and there is always room for modification. A villain just wants to be perfect."

"You are already perfect." Qianji smiled coquettishly, looked at the person in the mirror, and raised her chin lightly, "Help me put it on."

Zhaojun's shawl is a shawl, wrapped around her clear-boned shoulders, she looks graceful, but the button is bare - there is an additional fee for embedding gems, Qianji didn't ask for it in advance, and naturally she wouldn't be taken advantage of .

"Here," Qianji stroked the upper buttonhole with her hand, "do you use rubies or emeralds?"

"Emerald is luxurious, but it is easy to set off a person's stability. It is not as bright as ruby, and it is more suitable for a young lady."

Qian Ji accepted the compliment and turned her small and slender neck, "Am I pretty?"

Of course, Tong nodded without hesitation, and made the nod seem respectful and sincere.

But Qianji was still not satisfied, she raised her head and asked, "How is it better than your beauties?"

Is this why she deliberately wears Han Chinese clothes today?The goose-yellow horse-face skirt, the cloud-patterned soft-smoke loincloth, the peach-heart bun, and the phoenix-tailed hairpin inserted obliquely, besides being dignified, it has all the amorous feelings it should have.

"Miss is the most attractive woman I've ever seen." These words are not against my will, Qian Ji is a stunner, and she doesn't win by her figure or appearance, but the kind of stunner who looks down on her in her bones.

"Maybe this mirror makes people beautiful, so I like to pick it to try on clothes." She smiled slightly, "Do you know, this is an antique, it is said that Yang Yuhuan, the noble concubine of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, used it after his trip to the east. Yes, she died on the land of Yamato, have you heard the story?"

At the same time, his eyes were blank for a moment, "The villain doesn't understand these things very well. It is so according to the rumors in the market. Could it be true?"

"That's all. I think it's a lie. She must be dead... Just like this mirror, if you don't have anything to do with her, how can you sell it for a good price? Another example is this Zhaojun set. I will say it is me in the future." Used ones, maybe they can be resold for a high price, of course, the premise is that I will become one of the best ladies in Dayan."

They are all number one or two, whether it is the queen or the imperial concubine, or the princess, the words are so clear, but as a tailor, you can still pretend that you don't understand, but at the same time, you can nod your head and stand on the spot with a dumbfounded expression on your face. Mutually.

Qianji didn't say a word, she just stared at the young man in the mirror, her clean eyebrows were faintly blurred, she looked innocent, and in an instant, a desire to trample on that piece of purity arose in her heart.

"Don't you only know how to make clothes? It's a pity that you have such a smart head and such skillful hands." She turned her head, the corners of her mouth curled up in a charming arc, "If Yang Yuhuan is alive, who do you think is more beautiful, me or her? "

Turn around and ask your magic mirror!This woman obviously regards all men in the world as objects of conquest!

But following this boring question, the same portrait of Yang Yuhuan that he had seen in his previous life flashed before his eyes, with layers of double chins, small triangular eyes, and two silkworm-like eyebrows lying on his face, the most obvious Yes, it's still the plump flesh on the cheeks... One can imagine the protruding belly behind her clothes.

He tried his best to hold back his laughter, pursed his lips for a long time, then had to lower his head and said, "Her fate is bad, Miss shouldn't compare her, it's unlucky."

Qianji laughed immediately, "Is the fate of a woman who can be an emperor bad? It should be said that she is extremely good! It's just that she has no ability." After a pause, she rarely sighed, "From ancient times to the present, women It's all about taking the blame for men, men do whatever they want, and when they meet someone who opposes them, they just drag them out and behead them."

"Speaking of things like beheading, it's also the favorite of men. You know there used to be a king in England named Henry who married six wives in total. He beheaded two of them, tsk tsk." She said Giggling, Man Sheng concluded, "It's true that men are too cruel, but women should also be blamed for being too stupid."

As Qianji spoke, she approached him step by step, and Tong felt that her next movement would likely reach out to lift his chin, but fortunately, she just stopped in front of him to take a closer look - after all, in terms of height, she only reached Tong Ze's shoulders.

"So what do you think is the most important thing to win a man?"

What is it, beauty?Wisdom?political sensitivity?Virtuous and virtuous?Playing dumb?

It depends on what kind of man you are facing, while the same one continued to look blank, his throat moved, and he shook his head naively.

He looked like an idiot, Qianji snorted and laughed lowly, "What you think in your heart is wrong, let me tell you, you are the heir. Only when you have a son, all the luck will transfer to you. From ancient times to the present, women have never been able to stand upright, relying not on men's pursuit, but on their ability to reproduce."

She turned around abruptly, admiring herself in the mirror narcissistically again, but the same gaze involuntarily fell on her lower abdomen, which was so flat that nothing abnormal could be seen, but her intuition told him that there was most likely something brewing there. A big trouble.

If she had an heir, would this enchantress really be able to become a crown princess? The more powerful she was, the harder it would be to overthrow her.

Just as she was thinking about it, suddenly there was a knock on the door, both of them were startled. Qianji couldn't help but glared and looked behind her, only to see a man dressed as a samurai salute her and said in Japanese, "Miss, here's the thing." Do you want to take a look now?"

Qianji frowned slightly, glanced at Tong Ze intentionally or unintentionally, and replied in Japanese, "Send it to the study first, I'll be there in a while."

"Wait," she told the warrior again, "let Xuezi put the things in the secret compartment first."