The princess's little white-faced concubine

At the end of the song, the audience was in an uproar.

Jiang Zhichu stared at the purple-clothed woman who sang just now. She was beautiful, with a kind of nobleness that emerged from the mud and was not stained, but also a kind of exotic sexiness. The most important thing was that she looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"Little girl has a question. If any son answers correctly, he will be the guest of honor of the little girl tonight."

Many people in the audience became a sensation, the most indispensable here are people who have read the book.

Seeing Jiang Zhichu's straight-eyed look, Wei Xian thought she was "transferring love": "What? Did you like it?"

"Nonsense." Wei Xian was cast a blank look.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yu got up suddenly and pretended to pat the dust on his body, and then turned into an extremely wretched look, "Brother Jiang doesn't love beauties, so I won't be polite to you."

Meng Fan didn't believe it, "This is the oiran, why did you get her?"

Wang Yule said, "Based on this." Then he took out a bag of silver and threw it on the table, and the girls beside him were all jealous.

Jiang Zhichu didn't bother to talk to him, and just waited for the woman on the stage to ask questions.

The woman lowered her eyebrows and waved her hand with a slight smile, and two servants lifted up a table, on which was placed a wooden triangular prism.

Jiang Zhichu raised the corners of his lips, probably knowing what she was going to test, but everyone else was at a loss. This has been reciting poems since ancient times, what does this mean?

Amidst the commotion, the woman said, "Masters, the young lady has measured the two sides to be three and four in advance. I wonder if any gentleman can tell the young lady how much the other side is."

Her hand touched the third side lightly, and everyone fell silent, most of them didn't even understand the question.

"I wonder if the third side is 5?"

All eyes were on Jiang Zhichu in an instant, and she was a little embarrassed.

The woman blinked at Jiang Zhichu and then whispered to the old bustard next to her. The old bustard covered her face and laughed, and said in a thin voice, "The girl in purple is inviting you upstairs to the young master's room."

Jiang Zhichu shrugged and completely ignored the angry eyes of those men and Wang Yu.

Meng Fan smiled: "A moment in spring night is worth a thousand gold."

She was just about to explain, but she was held back by Wei Xian's words, "I will keep it a secret for you."

? ? ? ? ? ?

Sister Fairy, I have always guarded myself like a jade!

At this time, a fairy sister who was writing in the study suddenly sneezed.

"Your Highness caught a cold?" Yi Qiu stepped forward and put a cloak on her. "Although it's spring now, it's still a bit chilly after dark."

"No...it's okay." She tightened her cloak and then seemed to hear something.

Wei Zhaojin raised his eyes and stared at the door, then said, "Come in."

The person who came was a woman dressed in black with long hair and a short blade pinned to her waist. A black cloth covered half of her face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

The man said in a deep voice: "Master, Jiang Zhichu went to Baihualou with Meng Fan, Wei Shizi, and Wang Yu."

Wei Zhaojin's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and Liu Mei frowned slightly, "Oh?"

Yi Qiu just stood aside, studying ink, without saying a word, the woman in black knelt on one knee and hesitated to speak, and sometimes went to look at Yi Qiu's face.

"But it doesn't matter."

The woman in black stood up and responded, then looked at Yiqiu, saw that she blinked at herself and thought she could tell the whole story, so she said calmly: "The oiran of Baihualou asked a problem, and whoever solves it can become the oiran's seat." Honorable guest, Jiang Zhichu answered without thinking."

Yiqiu gasped in surprise, and she had hammered her to death thousands of times in her heart. Her meaning was obviously to teach her to be more euphemistic, but that was good, she could already clearly feel the chill around Wei Zhaojin.

"I know, let's get back." Wei Zhaojin couldn't see any emotion in her words, and it was also on her face, but her white nails that firmly pressed the corner of the table revealed her current mood.

After the woman responded, she left the eldest princess' mansion with lightness kung fu.

"Huh." The last stroke fell heavily on the paper, bringing her a little displeasure, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the corners of her mouth raised a chilling arc.

But Wei Zhaojin himself didn't understand why he felt the way he did now, angry?Who are you mad at?She did have to admit that this was the first time in six years that she lost her footing and panicked.

She murmured as if laughing at herself: "Wei Zhaojin, he is gone, that face is not his."

On the other side, Jiang Zhichu entered a wing room under the guidance of the old bustard. There was a fragrance of peach blossoms in the room. She didn't dislike it, but she couldn't even say she liked it. What was it compared to the elegant plum blossom fragrance?

"Sir, please sit down." The woman was staring at her with winking eyes.

Jiang Zhichu felt uncomfortable, and sat on the stool in embarrassment. Before his butt was hot, he heard the woman "beautiful sheep are rams and ewes!"

......

Jiang Zhichu was taken aback, and the woman quickly removed the hairpin from her head and placed it on her neck, feeling cold to the touch.

"Ram!" she yelled, moving her neck back.

"3.14!"

"15926!"

"56 nationalities!"

"56 flowers?"

The woman seemed to have heard the answer she wanted to hear, and her expression eased a little and she put away her hairpin. "The last question."

Jiang Zhichu was like the rest of his life after a catastrophe, "You say what you say."

"Lin Wan'er is hot or not!"

.......

The room was suddenly silent, Jiang Zhichu was sweating profusely, who is Lin Wan'er?

"I don't know Lin Wan'er."

The woman suddenly became angry, and said, "You are blind! I am Lin Wan'er, and my mother has won awards."

"Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, you are the hottest, you are hotter than Huolishaonianwang."

Lin Wan'er sat down dejectedly, and murmured: "If I hadn't been raped by the Internet, I wouldn't have committed suicide, and I wouldn't have crossed over to this place where no shit happens."

Jiang Zhichu didn't know what to say, but now she sympathized with Lin Wan'er, "What have you done?"

"The entertainment industry is not as good as you think. The intrigue is like a real-life Gongdou drama." She was a little overshadowed, and drank the wine in the small porcelain cup.

Jiang Zhichu just wanted to comfort him, but he didn't want Lin Wan'er to adjust his emotions so quickly, so he immediately smiled.

"You are a woman." Lin Wan'er got up and walked to her side, leaning over and whispering, her eyes full of smiles.

She was a little surprised, startled and lost her voice: "Did you see it?"

"In ancient times, people's gender was judged by clothes, hair, and other things. Sometimes, I really can't blame the fake acting in TV dramas. I really can't see through the thinking of the ancients. It's not stupid to say it's stupid. If you say you're smart, you're not so smart, but what about you? Everyone is a friendly young woman in the 21st century, and I'm a fellow townsman, can I still harm you? But you..." Lin Wan'er giggled, looking away from her His face slowly moved down.

"You!" Jiang Zhichu angrily said, "What are you looking at! My chest is corseted! You are not allowed to tell others."

Seeing her blushing, Lin Wan'er was even more proud: "Who sees that your breasts are so small that they look like a Wangzai steamed bun, silly b."

"Damn! Why do you still attack personally!"

Jiang Zhichu hadn't spoken modern vocabulary for a long time, and he had already forgotten how to swear at others. He actually remembered being scolded by Lin Wan'er like this.

But Lin Wan'er was still annoying.

That night, Jiang Zhichu returned to the mansion without staying too long, and it was precisely because of this that Wei Zhaojin didn't tie her back directly.At night, Jiang Zhichu was tossing and turning on the couch, and Lin Wan'er just teased her for a while, and then they were discussing how to go back.

She has been studying astrology all these years. At that time, the timing of Jiang Zhichu's crossing was similar to hers. Both of them lost consciousness suddenly at the critical moment of life and death. They came here as soon as they woke up, and they both crossed over six years ago. , but Lin Wan'er saw the moon in the sky darken before she fell into a coma. She suspected that something affected the earth's magnetic field, resulting in a space disorder. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhichu couldn't understand it, just like in a math class. He knew every word Lin Wan'er said, but how could it become a small language when combined together!

Lin Wan'er told her that this natural phenomenon might happen again someday in the future, but she didn't know the exact time. She was a little excited and a little disappointed. She hadn't repaid Mrs. Jiang properly, but later she realized that there was still a lot of time. , so much so that she matured and became less like herself.

At Chenshi the next day, just as Jiang Zhichu opened his eyes, he heard the servant announce, "Master, the son is here."

"Oh." She responded and then said, "Let Shizi wait in the hall for a while, I will come right away, I'm so sorry."

After packing up, she hurried to the hall, only to see Wei Xian drooping his head, looking unworthy in the world.

"What's the matter?" She waved her hands in front of his eyes, trying to bring him back to his senses.

"It's a little bright today, and my son was 'dragged' by the people in the aunt's house before he opened his eyes, and he was criticized." After finishing speaking, he let out a long sigh.

"Princess?"

"Shhhhhh!" Wei Xian hurriedly covered her mouth, "Don't mention aunt again, I tremble when I hear auntie, she told me not to hang out with dubious people."

For example, Wang Yu.

Of course, Jiang Zhichu didn't understand the meaning of Wei Zhaojin's words, and he even thought that he was the dubious person, and felt inexplicably afraid of this eldest princess whom he had never met before.

It took a long time for Wei Xian to remember the business of today. "Three days later, the emperor's birthday will be held. There will be a state banquet in the palace. Courtiers and royal nobles with a little prestige will go. You can help me back up the congratulatory gifts and go with me. Don't be shabby. Different."

Jiang Zhichu agreed, and he had already thought about what gift to give, since he decided to enter the court as an official, it would not be a bad idea to go and see more.

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"My lord, it's settled. We can deliver the goods tomorrow." The man's voice was deep and powerful.

"Well, the two people who died last year have been taken care of properly." The person called the adult sounds older than last year.

The man nodded quickly and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, my lord, everything is in order."

"Very good, do it well, don't let that woman find you, or you will be in vain."

The man suddenly became ruthless, "The subordinates will make them pay in blood."