Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

"Third brother, these eyebrows seem to be painted." Zheng Qiang looked at her eyebrows in the mirror, the roots were distinct from a close look, and looked like fog and feathers from a distance.

Zheng Zhao rubbed his wrist and said with a smile, "I've been painting all day, as long as you're satisfied."

Zheng Qiang heard the words and said, "I have been painting all day in order to keep improving, is the third brother also good at painting?"

Zheng Zhaodao: "I just think it's more real than a little crooked if it's horizontal or vertical. It looks like it's ups and downs with the brow bone."

"I don't know much about painting, and it's just a fresh idea to listen to these, but I can understand whether these eyebrows are good-looking or not. The aunt of the Xun Mansion is celebrating her birthday today, and there are gongs and drums over there. Let my third sister go over there to celebrate her birthday, and show them my eyebrows by the way, to make them envious."

Zheng Qiang ordered the servant girl to dress her up, and Zheng Zhao left Suoxiangxie in a tactful manner.

Outside the Gushan Pavilion, Cui'an and Erya were boiling fish bones and fish skin by the stove. The smell of fish was so strong that they covered their mouths and noses.

"The young master hasn't been to Zhao Hanlin's house for the past few days, and he still has eyebrows with the fourth girl. People say that the young master is playful and loses his ambition. Elder sister, should we persuade the young master?" Er Ya whispered.

Cui'an stuffed two incense pills into her nose, and said in a muffled voice, "Next year's February [-]th will take the township examination, and there are still more than four months left. The young master is tired from studying hard a while ago, so it's okay to take a few days off."

Er Ya shook her head and said, "My brother is working as a comprador outside. I heard from him that the young master also bought a lot of lard. It seems that he is not going to take a rest for a few days, and he doesn't plan to go."

Cui'an hit the little girl, and reprimanded: "Master is in the mansion, the young master is not going to go to Zhao Hanlin's mansion, there is no need for a servant to talk too much, you go and tell your brother, buy honestly, don't gossip behind your back."

In the Gushan Pavilion, Zheng Zhao was called away by the master as soon as he returned.

"Old Mr. Zhao said that you sent someone to ask for a few days off." Zheng Zhen sat in the study and asked questions, and the outermost Qing customers walked lightly.

"I did ask for a few days off." Zheng Zhao bowed his head and said, "I don't plan to go in the future."

"Crack!" A cup of tea hit Zheng Zhao.

Zheng Zhen was so angry that he pointed at him and cursed: "I took you back to the mansion against the family rules because of the reading materials you have. What a wicked person, you read and play, and you are worthy of the rouge and eyebrows." Play? I can bring you back, and I can also drive you and your mother out of the capital."

Zheng Zhao looked at the tea soaking his clothes, and said in a low voice, "My master will drive me away at least until after the provincial examination next year."

Zheng Zhen became even more angry when he heard the words, and said with trembling lips: "Okay, okay, if you don't pass the country test next year, get the hell out of here and go to the south to see the farm with that bitch."

Zheng Zhao lowered his head to cover up his expression, just for a moment, he felt that it was a good place to look at the farm, with no worries about food and clothing, no one to restrain him.

It's a pity that it is not as good as having a good life without worrying about food and clothing.

In the mansion of Duke Xun, the eldest lady in charge of the family celebrated her birthday, so the mansion called two well-known opera troupes in Beijing and China.

On the stage, Magu presents her birthday, and off the stage, all the juniors entertain their relatives in colorful clothes.

"The third and fourth girls of the Qing Mansion are here." The servant girl came in to announce.

"Look, these two children are here too. I said Madam doesn't want to make a fuss, and don't hinder the children's filial piety." A young woman dressed as a woman said with a smile.

Duke Xun has always followed the footsteps of the emperor. The emperor is loving, and he only has a wife. The difference is that the emperor could not give birth to a son, but he gave birth to a son. The one who is talking is his daughter-in-law, the young lady of the Xun country mansion. .

"Your mouth, you blame me the most, but you're so complaining that I'm still mad at you." The eldest lady smiled and looked at the maids, "Quickly tell them to come in and sit with me, don't touch that eloquent one, so as not to learn badly. "

When Zheng Heng and Zheng Qiang came in, they smiled and congratulated the eldest lady on her birthday, and then sat next to her on the left and right.

"Auntie, this is Heng'er's birthday gift." Zheng Heng said to the eldest lady, "By hand-copied Buddhist scriptures, I wish my aunt a birthday than Nanshan."

The eldest lady took the scriptures and looked at them, handed them to the servant girl to take to the Buddhist hall, took Zheng Heng's hand and said: "Good Henger, my daughter is caring."

"Auntie, there is also Qiang'er's!" Zheng Qiang pretended to be angry and coquettish, and quickly asked the maid to open the wooden box in her hand, "This is Qiang'er's embroidery of Avalokitesvara sitting on a lotus. , I sincerely hope that the Bodhisattva will bless my aunt, Qiang'er's fingers have been pricked several times."

The eldest lady hugged Zheng Qiang distressedly when she heard this, touched her back and said, "Xiao Qiang'er, it's hard to embroider your eyes, this Avalokitesvara image needs to be embroidered for a few months, just let the servants do it, you come to congratulate Auntie Shou, Auntie is very happy."

"Auntie, don't press my eyebrows!" Zheng Qiang got out of the lady's arms covering her eyebrows, and then said triumphantly, "Of course Qiang'er knows what gifts to give to my aunt. My aunt is happy, but Qiang'er really wants to I beg Bodhisattva to protect my aunt."

"My heart and soul..." The eldest lady hugged Zheng Qiang into her arms again, with tears in her eyes, "It is said that my aunt loves you the most, look at my little Qiang'er's kindness, why doesn't my aunt love you."

"Mother, don't cry, be careful. Fourth sister didn't send you the embroidered portrait to make you cry." The young lady hurriedly ordered the maid to bring a towel, handkerchief and washbasin, and personally helped the eldest lady wash her face.

"Crying for a long time hurts the body." Zheng Heng persuaded, "Auntie's cough is just right, don't cry anymore."

Zheng Qiang pulled the lady's sleeve and said: "I want to cry when my aunt is crying, but Qiang'er put on a nice makeup today, and I don't want to ruin the makeup, Auntie, don't cry."

The eldest lady wiped her face and said to Zheng Qiang: "What makeup did Xiao Qiang'er put on? I won't let my aunt hug her today."

Seeing that her mother stopped crying, the young lady hurriedly returned to the banquet to make a fuss, while letting the troupe perform a few cheerful and festive performances, while chatting with relatives.

Zheng Qiang stood up, took a step back facing the eldest lady, and said, "Auntie, just watch."

The eldest lady looked at Zheng Qiang, who was as beautiful as a flower and jade, with a faint yellow forehead, bright powder on her cheeks, green onions woven into her belt, and a pair of sculpted eyebrows was the best.

"Little Qiang'er has a pair of nice eyebrows." The eldest lady said with a smile, "Come here and let the eldest aunt have a look."

Zheng Qiang walked back to Da Furen and sat down next to her.

Although the eldest lady is over forty years old and has become a grandmother, she still knows the style of thrush eyebrows in Beijing very well. She looked at the eyebrows carefully and said with a smile: "Xiao Qiang'er figured out the style of thrush eyebrows by herself? To paint one stroke at a time, and to draw it so beautifully, you need not only patience, but also skill in painting."

Zheng Qiang laughed and said, "Third brother helped me draw it."

The eldest lady was stunned for a moment, and the young lady next to her knew that her mother thought this "third brother" was Zheng Chi, so she hurriedly said, "We haven't seen Brother Zhao since he came back."

After hearing this, the eldest lady remembered that the mansion next door brought back a concubine, and the third elder brother that Xiao Qiang'er was talking about was not the stupid brother Chi.

Zheng Qiang thought about it, she knew what was going on as soon as she rolled her eyes, she said with a smile: "As soon as he came back, he followed Zhao Hanlin to study, he left early and returned late, it's normal for my aunt not to see him."

Zheng Heng said: "Recently, the third brother seems to have some free time, so he plays with the fourth younger sister Huamei all day long."

Zheng Qiang glanced at Third Sister, didn't argue with her about the wit in the conversation, just ran downstairs with a smile, showing her eyebrows to the offshoot relatives in the Xunguo Mansion.

"When the eyebrow gel is ready, a maid with a little familiarity can draw it. You don't need to ask a painter who is good at painting to draw this pair of eyebrows."

"What is Meidaijiao..." the daughter-in-laws asked in a hurry, and the girls also opened their eyes wide.

Zheng Qiang covered her mouth and smiled, "You will know when I get it."

"How much can you make at once?" asked a daughter-in-law.

Zheng Qiang looked over and found that she had almost no eyebrows, just two thick black lines drawn with Meidai.

"The homemade ones are not too much in total. If I get points for my sister-in-law, my sister-in-law must remember my favor."

"Of course, of course." The daughter-in-law didn't expect that she would give it as soon as she asked the fourth girl of Qingguo Mansion, and she was overjoyed.

Seeing this, the daughter-in-laws below were also buzzing, all wanting this eyebrow gel.

Zheng Qiang said: "It's just a little bit, but it's really gone."

She said that she went back to sit next to the eldest lady happily, that things are rare, if everyone has them, it is not rare, if only she has them, and others don't know how good the things are, then it is nothing rare.

It's a rare thing only when everyone wants it but can't have it.

She's here to show off.

"Auntie, I'll secretly give you Meidai glue when the time comes." Zheng Qiang whispered to the eldest lady, "You are not allowed to tell others, I am afraid they will still ask me for it."

The eldest lady said lovingly: "I won't tell them."

Zheng Qiang hugged the Da Furen's hand with a smile, fixed her eyes on the stage and said, "Watch the show, watch the play."

A handsome martial artist on the stage did a backflip, and the audience applauded repeatedly.

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In Gaoyang Tower, clients and prostitutes are luscious.

Chun Niang hugged the pipa and hid behind the fluttering dancing sleeves, gently clasping the onion-like hands and slowly twisting it, playing a melody.

"Mr. Wei..." The lady from upstairs cried and ran down, grabbing the robe of a young gentleman, "You said you wanted to redeem Yu Niang, you said you wanted to marry Yu Niang, you said ah……"

The oiran lady was hoarse, causing everyone to look sideways.Seeing people looking at him, that Mr. Wei was angry and impatient, kicked the Huakui lady, and scolded: "You cousin, I only prostituted you a few times, and you have come to rely on me, pestering me endlessly, bitch. "

After hearing this, the client's gaze changed from watching the excitement to sympathy. Everyone knew that whoring a prostitute was a trade in which both money and goods were paid, and they were most afraid of being entangled.

Look at this Mr. Wei is young and handsome, whether he is well dressed, he must have a good family background, and it is too possible to be relied on by a female cousin.

The madam saw that the client's eyes had changed, and there were a few whores who pushed away the prostitutes around her, and seemed to want to leave, so she hurriedly shouted to the turtle slave: "What are you doing standing there, don't you just shut up Yu Niang and send her back to the room?" go in!"

The turtle slaves had to hurry to send Yu Niang back to the room. Seeing that she was locked in the room, the madam turned around and said to the customers in the building: "All the girls in my family are sensible, but that one is bought from outside. sensible."

The prostitutes felt relieved when they saw the brisk behavior of the madam, but they didn't feel that it was nothing to turn around and make out with the prostitutes who were still disgusted just now.

The bustard walked up to Young Master Wei, smiled and said, "Please, Young Master."

Young Master Wei walked out of the gate of Gaoyang Tower with a cold snort.

Chun Niang continued to fiddle with the pipa, but she burst into tears, the prostitutes in Gaoyang Tower don't know, that Mr. Wei's clothes are Yu Niang's prostitution money.

Yu Niang is an oiran lady who grew up listening to the stories of Fu Niang and Duke Qing.But she felt that Fu Niang's story was not good, and she wanted to be his wife.

Whether this family is rich or poor, as long as they cherish each other.

Yu Niang has bright eyes and is good at gazing, and she can compose poems, and often communicates with Shilin.Once at a poetry meeting, she fell in love with Wei Yunheng, who was talented in literature but from a poor family.

He was imprisoned in the Imperial College, and his clothes were still patched.

Talented people love beautiful people, and beautiful people love talented people. Wei Yunheng lived in Gaoyang Building.Eat Yu Niang's, use Yu Niang's, he said that he will marry Yu Niang as his wife if he wins the township examination next year.

Wei Yunheng studied hard in the Imperial College, with excellent grades, and with Yu Niang's support, he was more calm than usual in socializing with students, and soon gained some reputation.

At the beginning, he took Yu Niang to meet people, and when he returned to the building, he told Yu Niang who he had known all day, but then he didn't say anything.

A few days ago, I heard that his monk, Master Shu, intends to recruit him as his son-in-law.

When the singing and dancing were over, the clients led the prostitutes back to the room, and Chun Niang carried the pipa to the room where Yu Niang was locked up.

It turned out that every time she passed by this room, she was envious of the laughter and laughter inside.

Now there is only the sound of Yu Niang's fingernails scratching at the door.

"Knocking—"

"Knocking—"

"Knocking—"

Chun Niang thought to herself, she can't do this.

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"Third brother, this jelly is ready!" Zheng Qiang ran to the Gushan Pavilion early in the morning, watching the maids boil the jelly.

Zheng Zhao put down the book in his hand, walked over to have a look, shook his head and said, "Not enough."

"It's quite a lot." She pointed to a large pot of boiled glue and said, "This is not much, third brother, are you going to sell it? Let me tell you, people like us can't do business. , you have to take it out and sell it, don’t wait for the township test next year, the old lady can drive you out now.”

What Zheng Zhen said in the study seemed to have spread throughout the entire Qingguo Mansion overnight. It turned out that Cuian Erya in his room had boiled the glue herself, but now this work was done by the rough envoy.

Zheng Zhao shook his head and said, "It's okay to mix glue and Shi Dai together, you have to try the ratio again and again."

Zheng Qiang nodded: "Third brother, don't hesitate to try it. I may have been showing off to the Xun Mansion next door for a long time. If you can't get something out, you will lose face."

Zheng Zhao frowned and looked up: "Why am I ashamed?"

Zheng Qiang said proudly: "I said that this eyebrow gel is the idea of ​​the third brother, I just got my eyebrows painted on innocently. If it is good, it is all the credit of the third brother. If it is bad, of course it is all the fault of the third brother." !"

Zheng Zhao looked at Zheng Qiang helplessly, then handed her a notebook, and said, "Then let's try it now, please trouble Third Sister to record it."

Zheng Qiang raised her pen and said, "Third brother, what ratio should we start with?"

Zheng Zhao picked up hot glue and black powder, put them in a small wine glass to measure the ratio, and said, "Let's start with one to one."

The hot glue and black powder are mixed little by little, and then gradually cooled into a pool of black glue.He dipped Dai glue with a brush pen and drew his eyebrows on the back of his hand.

"How is it?" Zheng Qiang asked eagerly.

"It's faded." Zheng Zhao shook his head and said, "Try two to eight again."

Zheng Qiang recorded the ratio of shades little by little, and watched Zheng Zhao adjust, draw and erase eyebrows again and again.She thought she would feel bored, but she really felt that Mei Dai was getting better little by little, and this process completely made her addicted.

"You're done." The backs of Zheng Zhao's hands were rubbed red, and the bucket of hot glue had run out, and in the end, only a small amount of eyebrow glue was made into a small wine glass.

Zheng Qiang put down the pen and paper, ran to sit down in front of Zheng Zhao with a smile, and said, "Third brother, draw my eyebrows for me, draw eyebrows that are popular in the capital!"