Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

"Boss Su, Boss Su?" the coachman raised the curtain and called softly.

Su Qingchi bumped all the way, and only took a nap when he entered the capital. At this time, he heard someone calling him, frowned, opened his eyes slightly, "Already arrived?"

"Yes." The coachman rolled up the thick red silk wool curtain for him, "Boss Su, be careful."

Su Qingchi nodded, lifted his robe and got out of the carriage.

"You go directly to the West Temple Building, and the boss of Tonghua will inform you."

"Yes."

The coachman responded and was about to wave his whip when Su Qingchi saw a corner of his clothes hidden by the gate of the courtyard. The material was not what Hua Jingzhao and Su Baoer usually liked, and he thought it might be someone else.

"Slow down." Su Qingchi said, "I still have two robes in my room, you bring them to Boss Hua for me."

After finishing speaking, hand over the key of the courtyard gate to the coachman Agui.

"Hey."

Agui is an honest man. Although he is not tall and burly, his body is extremely sturdy. He has a beard and two eyes the size of copper bells. He is not angry but mighty. At first glance, he looks like a bandit in the mountains. , the downtown toubob.

If we want to talk about the appearance, we must talk about the bearded monk who traveled westward with the monks of the Tang Dynasty to learn scriptures and carry the burden.

Agui took the key to open the door, and suddenly saw a man hiding in front of the courtyard door, and shouted, "Who is it?"

The man thought it was Su Qingchi at first, and was about to be teased, but when he was shouted at by the angry voice, and seeing that the other party was so majestic, he was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands, "Okay, don't get me wrong, you have something to say, Have something to say."

Seeing Su Qingchi, who was standing tall and tall, dressed in a black fox brocade robe, he couldn't help swallowing, his eyes froze like dead fish.

Agui looked at his expression, and then turned to look at his master, who didn't know the evil thoughts in his heart, and immediately spit on him, "What a shameless rascal."

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing two thick and hairy arms.

When the man saw this posture, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, and ran away in a panic, so embarrassed, he still didn't forget to turn his head to look at Su Qingchi.

Agui spat on the ground, "Don't tell Grandpa to see you again."

Hua Jingzhao came back from the Chengdong teahouse, because it was Emperor Taishang Xuanyuan's birthday, and Taiqing Temple and various Taoist temples gave lectures on moral treasures, so he went to join in the fun and listen to the meeting, and when he returned to the building, he listened. The boy said that Boss Su was back, so he hurried to the courtyard again.

When he arrived at the courtyard, he saw a man standing at the gate of the courtyard, like a Rakshasa door god, he was very powerful and strong, it was not Agui.

"What are you doing here?"

"Boss Hua." Agui's voice was rough and bold, revealing a boldness.

He was about to say something when the courtyard door opened, Su Qingchi came out and saw the two of them, and said to Hua Jingzhao, "Come in."

Then he said to Xiongwumen on the side, "Okay, Boss Hua is here, you can go back with peace of mind, you can keep these broken silver, and buy some meat on the way back, don't make your mother-in-law wait, she was beaten .”

Agui shied away, scratched his head and accepted it, his black face flushed slightly, "Hey."

When Hua Jingzhao asked, Su Qingchi only briefly talked about the matter just now, and Hua Jingzhao shook his fan and smiled, "Sure enough, someone is watching after I'm away, and I'm afraid they will snatch you as Mrs. Yazhai along the way." Quite a few."

Su Qingchi glared at him, and didn't bother to talk to him, and felt that his body was tired, so he lay down on his limp body and took a nap.

This sleep was extremely peaceful, and I had a short dream in the middle, and it was already dusk when I woke up.

Hua Jingzhao was sitting at the door of the room with his sleeves rolled up, choosing vegetables, his hands were red from the cold, when he heard a movement behind him, he turned his head, saw that Su Qingchi was awake, and said with a smile, "Are you awake?"

Su Qingchi rubbed his shoulders, "The carriage was jolted so badly overnight that the bones almost fell apart."

"Ah Gui is a rough man, how could he think of such things." Hua Jingzhao wiped his hands on his robe, probably feeling that his hands were cold, so he raised his hand and rubbed Su Qingchi's shoulder with his elbow, "I see you The spirit is still not very good, I ordered a few light stir-fries from Baofulou, eat some, and then go back to the room to sleep, how about it?"

Su Qingchi covered his lips and yawned, lazily leaning back.

Hua Jingzhao stepped forward and let him lean on him. Seeing Su Qingchi half-closed his eyes in sleepiness, his elbow movements became more gentle, "Is he better?"

"It's heaven's pity to take a small life. Although I'm awake, I don't recognize me anymore. I've been with him for the past two days, so he's gotten to know me a little better."

"Then he now..."

"I, shopkeeper Tuomo, sent him to Liu Guan'er. Liu Guan'er knew his habits, so it would be easier for him to take care of him."

Hua Jingzhao nodded, and brought the pillow, "Lie down for a while, I'll go and order some food, and you can eat a couple of bites while it's hot."

There are several plates of vegetarian stir-fries in the food box, and a small plate of sliced ​​roasted duck meat. Fragrant sesame seeds are wrapped in a thin layer of honey, which is very fragrant in the mouth.

Although Su Qingchi was sleepy, seeing Hua Jingzhao being so careful, he also ate some.

After the meal, Su Qingchi simply washed up, then went into the room and fell asleep.

Hua Jingzhao put up the curtains for him, lit some soothing incense, lightly closed the door and retreated.

When Su Baoer learned that Su Qingchi was back, she asked Shang Chengen for leave, and hurried to the small courtyard. Just after leaving the city gate, she bumped into a man. Su Baoer didn't pay attention, said sorry hastily, and hurried into the crowd .

But he didn't know that the middle-aged man stood there looking at him for a long time, and then asked the accompanying old slave, "Whose family's child is that?"

The old slave shook his head, "Master, I don't know, but look at his clothes, I'm afraid he is the young master of some family."

The middle-aged man nodded, hummed in a low voice, as if thinking of something, he frowned, "Let's go, follow me to the Qiu Mansion to bring that wicked son back, it's a shame."

"Yes." The old slave bowed and nodded.

The middle-aged man went first, and the accompanying people followed one by one, but the old slave paused, rolled up his sleeves, turned around and glanced at the crowd, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

On the desk, there is a piece of green vine cooked Xuan spread, and a white jade tiger pattern paperweight is pressed on it. It is small and slender, very gratifying. This paperweight is Su Qingchi's favorite thing on weekdays.

Hua Jingzhao is concentrating on tracing, and the ink is evenly distributed on the rice paper with the tip of the pen.

"Brother, brother?" Su Baoer pushed the door open, bringing a gust of cold wind in, and the fragrance of ink filled the room immediately.

"Speak softly, he only rested when the pool was pouring, and you woke him up, wouldn't you be scolding him?" Hua Jingzhao was holding a bamboo pole in his hand, and shook his head regretfully.

It turned out that a drop of ink fell on the rice paper.

This ink is not a vulgar thing, but take a catty of rosin, three liang of pearls, one or two each of jade chips and borneol, and three qian of raw lacquer and two qian of cooked lacquer. Croton and musk are used together, the ingredients are so excellent, no wonder Hua Jingzhao felt sorry for it.

But Hua Jingzhao didn't feel sorry for the ink, but for the painting.

Realizing that she was reckless, Su Baoer stuck out her tongue, closed the door, and walked over lightly, "What is Brother Hua drawing?"

Looking down, it turned out to be a picture of a reclining beauty. On the picture scroll, a beautiful man in a black fox robe was lying on his side on a fragrant couch. Thin ink-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his quilt was flowing down The figure can be seen in one or two, and it looks like an exiled immortal in the secular world, with stunning beauty.

"Okay, see if I don't tell my brother."

"Shh." Hua Jingzhao motioned him softly.

Su Baoer glanced at the inner room through the bead curtain, inside the light gauze curtain, his brother's complexion was clear and he was sleeping soundly.

"Brother Hua, did you tell my brother about that?"

Zihao in Hua Jingzhao's hand didn't stop, he was sketching on the drop of ink just now, drawing that drop of ink into a delicate and beautiful peony, with fat color and luster, ready to bloom.

The face of the beauty in the painting is not affected in the slightest, but because of the extra tattoo-like peony between the collarbone, it looks even more coquettish and captivating.For a moment, the person in the painting seemed to come alive, making Hua Jingzhao look away.

After recovering, Hua Jingzhao smiled and said, "There is no rush."

In the past few days when Su Qingchi was away, two major events did happen in the capital: First, Miss Qiu Ling'er eloped with Fan Li, the young master of the Fan family, and was caught outside the city by the servants sent by the Qiu family, and nearly caused trouble. Second, the relationship between Shang Chengjun, the third young merchant, and Qiu Zhongwen was broken by Mrs. Qiu, and Master Qiu became furious, and expelled the two of them from Qiu's residence.

These two incidents are now full of disturbances, and it is said that the friendship between the Shang and Qiu families has been ruined for several generations, but no one else knows what happened.