The Way of Favors

Fu Chen woke up early to practice boxing, sweating all over, and went to the guest room to stroll around after wiping.

Xu Jia just came out of the room and saw him when he led the door. He quickly made a silent gesture and walked over to explain: "Master Fu, my master didn't sleep well last night. He is still sleepy. I guess It’s really embarrassing to have to wait for noon to leave."

This is a trivial matter. Fu Chen waved his hand: "Since I'm sick, it's time to take a good rest. It's not too late to leave after lunch. You have seen Changgui. If you need to pay attention to the decoction diet, you can tell him. I will tell it to the kitchen.” That person seems to be spoiled, maybe he has never lived in this kind of Zhuangzi, after all, his family only comes here occasionally, and the furnishings in the Zhuangzi are relatively simple.

Xu Jia thanked him again and again.

Fu Chen turned around and went to the backyard. His younger sister was in good health and no longer was taboo to eat at the same table with others. He wanted to accompany her.

Unexpectedly, in the backyard, there was no small maid outside, who was surprisingly quiet. Fu Chen was puzzled, strode into the hall, and heard the anxious voice of Grandma Sun Lanxiang through the curtain, as if begging for something. Fu Chen panicked immediately, and went in, "What's the matter?"

Lan Xiang cried anxiously, thumped on her knees, and bowed her head to admit her mistake: "Second Young Master punish me. I should guard the girl last night. The girl feels distressed that I stay up all night and work hard. She persuades me to go back to sleep. I don't think there are too many scabs on the girl. The girl felt so lazy and she really left. I don’t think the girl woke up in the morning and found that the scab on her forehead was gone, not by herself, leaving a...small pit."

She couldn't say the word "Mazi" anyway, saying that being heard by the girl inside was tantamount to salting the wound.

Small pit?

Fu Chen had seen the scabs on his sister's forehead, which were as big as bean grains. If they were left pits, they could be regarded as small pits?

"Go outside and kneel."

Fu Chen's face was as cold as frost.

Lan Xiang went there willingly and took the initiative to kneel in the middle of the yard, where the sun can reach.

In the morning, Lan Xiang served Fu Rong, and she was driven out by Fu Rong not long after she entered, so the grandmother Sun did not see her forehead. At this time, seeing Fu Chen moved the thunder and anger, she also felt distressed and took out her veil. Wiping tears: "Blame me, I didn't manage that girl well, the tired girl suffers..." The girl's most valued appearance, leaving pockmarks, if it spreads out, three of them will become tigers, one will become a full face, and the girl's reputation will be Damaged.

Except for his own sister, Fu Chen didn't see women crying the most. He thought that the grandmother grandma had been working hard to protect her sister, and she resisted the irritability and said: "Mother, don't say anything. No one would have expected it before it happened. Mother went out first. , I advise my sister."

Mother Sun went away with red eyes, it was really useless for her to stay here.

As the room calmed down, Fu Chen knocked on the door lightly, "Dong Nong opens the door. Tell your brother if you have any grievances, don't be bored."

Fu Rong sat in front of the mirror, as if he hadn't heard him, just staring at himself in the mirror blankly.

She saw herself in her previous life. Because of this little pit, she kept reminding her not to eat or drink because of the death of her brother. Her mother broke her mouth and didn't coax her. Her father shut her in the house in a fit of anger, for only one day. For three meals, she couldn't hold on at noon that day. She ate a table of dishes cleanly, and then began to wonder how to get rid of the pit.

She couldn't get rid of it, and this pit didn't affect her. She still married the first son-in-law of Jizhou, the future prince.

Fu Rong believed that as long as she wanted to, she would not lose to others because of this pit in this life.

But she just didn't like it, it was her only flaw. She was tired of always worrying about the fact that Huatian suddenly fell and she was discovered that there was a pockmark on her forehead. She was tired of waking up and the first thing was to check if Huatian was still there, for fear of being seen by a man next to him, let alone a man in this life. Like Xu Jin, she forced her to show him her ugliness.

But she took it off by herself, while she was asleep.

The anger he had accumulated in the morning suddenly surged, Fu Rong grabbed the mirror and threw it to the ground, lying on the table and crying bitterly.

The harsh cracking sound made Fu Chen's heart beat. For fear of her sister doing stupid things, Fu Chen yelled her sister to escape, followed by a few steps back, and slammed into it hard.

With a loud thump, the door... didn't open.

When Fu Rong heard his brother scolded a swear word, he thought the door panel was too strong.

I don't know why I laughed.

Turning his head to look, there was another noise over there, showing how anxious Fu Chen was. Fu Rong suddenly felt distressed, and hurriedly persuaded: "Brother don't hit me, I'll open the door now." She had caused her parents to worry for so long in her last life, and she couldn't live longer and return.

When he arrived at the door, making sure that the opposite side would not collide again, Fu Rong quickly pulled the latch open and climbed onto the kang before Fu Chen came in.

She wanted to hide in the quilt and slowly relieve her depression, but Fu Chen didn't give her a chance, and when she was about to lift the quilt, she turned around forcibly: "How is it, isn't it hurt?" looked at the mirror fragments. , The more you look, the more frightened, first check your sister's hand.

Fu Rong lowered his head, disheveled, "It's okay, I just can't get angry."

Her forehead was covered by hair, and Fu Chen only saw a small mouth pouting.

"Let me see." Reached out and brushed my sister's hair.

Fu Rong turned his head and refused to show him. Fu Chen insisted on seeing it. The more he thought about it, the more he was wronged, and he threw himself into his brother's arms and cried: "It's ugly, it's ugly!"

Fu Chen let her vent her sullenness, and took the opportunity to check her sister's forehead carefully, and saw that the pit was much smaller than she thought. I'm afraid I can't see it far away, and her heart settled back down to her belly, and then she looked at her sister angrily. With her charming appearance, she said amusedly: "It's not ugly at all, it's fussing, such a small pit is not even pockmarked, is it worth yours?"

"You are not allowed to say those two words!" Fu Rong punched him in anger.

"Well, don't tell me." Fu Chen surrendered obediently and took out his veil to wipe the tears for his sister. "It's not ugly, it looks pretty cute, anyone who looks at it can't help but think about it, don't believe you go home If you hold your brother, he will definitely touch your forehead."

"you shut up!"

Fu Rong really didn’t want to reassure him. He pointed to the door and drove people away: “Go back to your front yard. I won’t tell you not to come over. Besides, Lan Xiang is my maid, so why should you punish him? She, call her in immediately!"

"Cheng Chengcheng, dare to love me, this is nosy, my sister-in-law and grandma!" Fu Chen dialed her head and left with a smile.

Lan Xiang walked in anxiously.

Fu Rong shook her head and sighed before she could speak: "I am not careful. It has nothing to do with you. Get some water. I want to wash."

She wanted to go out and get some air, but she knew the truth, but she still felt uncomfortable.

Without letting the grandmother Sun tell her brother, Fu Rong put on the drapery and followed the two little yellow geese with a wicker in hand. Perhaps they also knew that the grass by the woods was delicious, so they twisted and rushed over there. Grandma Sun Lanxiang wanted to accompany her, and Fu Rong was depressed: "You just watch it here. I'll stay a while."

She looked at Jiao, who was actually the most persistent of the three sisters. The two grandmothers did not dare to persuade her. Fortunately, the forest was not far away, and she could see from here, so she let her go with confidence.

As soon as the sun climbed up the treetops, and the forest breeze blowing on him was cool, Fu Rong sat on the ground and watched the two little geese looming in the grass.

Thinking about it carefully, she is not as good as a goose. She eats as much as she wants and sleeps after eating. She doesn't care about beauty and ugliness. It's simple and good.

I couldn't help but touched the pit on his forehead again, touched the anger, picked up a small dirt bump and threw it into the grass.

The two little geese ran out staggered, looked around, and got in again.

Stupidly stupid.

Fu Rong's anger was smooth, anyhow she was smarter than them, so she didn't need to be frightened because of a little movement.

As soon as his thoughts came up, Yu Guangli suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure walking out of the woods, tall and tall, obviously a man. Fu Rong looked at him as a nearby villager, but he was dumbfounded when he saw his face clearly, his back was chilly.

Xu Jin?

Su Wang Xu Jin?

Is she dazzled, or is she dreaming, Xu Jin, why is Xu Jin here?

Seeing that the man who was very similar to Xu Jin but whose facial features were not as stern and indifferent as in the memory, Fu Rong's palm was sweaty. In fact, Fu Rong confirmed his identity when he saw the visitor's eyes clearly, she just didn't know how to react. Is this Xu Jin a man or a ghost? Could it be that she blamed her for not being a widow for him?

The more I think about it, the more I am afraid, the more I am afraid, the more I dare not move.

She was wearing a drapery hat, Xu Jin could not see her expression clearly, only as a little girl staring blankly, just like some of the noble ladies in capital he occasionally met.

This thought made him feel good.

"Are you the goose-feeding maid of the Fu family?" He glanced at the goose in the grass and asked lowly.

Fu Rong heard it, but didn't seem to hear it again. He found something on the ground shaking. Looking over, it was the shadow of a man.

He has a shadow...

Not a ghost?

The stiff brain slowly recovered. Fu Rong wanted to stand up, realizing that his legs were weak, and immediately gave up the idea, and asked calmly, "Are you?" Then he turned his head and looked at Zhuangzi's back door. Nobody at the side frowned in annoyance. Where are the grandmothers?

In Xu Jin's eyes, the little girl sat steadily, not knowing whether she didn't put him in her eyes, or deliberately showed her specialness, and simply said: "I am a merchant passing by here. I came here to stay overnight."

Fu Rong blinked and realized that he was the one who stayed in last night.

He also came to his own Zhuangzi in the previous life?

Fu Rong didn't know, so he asked questioningly: "So it's you, you, you have something to do with me?" In her impression, Xu Jin was definitely not a person who talked with the maid for no reason.

Xu Jin was silent for a moment, and suddenly threw a piece of silver ingot at her feet, "Twelve taels of silver, for you an answer."

Fu Rong looked at the silver ingot, thought for a while, didn't pick it up, "You say it first."

"After entering the Jizhou government, I heard that the prefect condolences the officials under the government to embezzle and pervert the law. You are his maid, but have you found any clues? If you can tell the evidence, I will redeem you and give you a hundred taels. ."

Fu Rong understood.

Xu Jin was passing by Jizhou, and by the way inquired about the people's situation.

At the end of next year, it was the turn of the officials to evaluate the three-year political performance. His previous father's comments were mediocre and he failed to enter Beijing as expected, but stayed as the prefect of Jizhou. Is it because of these rumors? His father was innocent and couldn't help being slandered. If anyone in the family tried to reward money and give false testimony, it would inevitably become a stain.

Thinking of this, Fu Rongyu stood up, kicked away the ingot, and took a sip of Xu Jin: "Nonsense, I, our master is a clean official, and has done a lot of good deeds for the people of Jizhou. Everyone praises you. Who is it that wants to buy me to frame our master!"

People who don't know are not guilty. Since Xu Jin concealed his identity from her, he shouldn't be angry because of her offense, and the harder she scolded, the more he showed that her father was a good official, so that even the servants in the family would not listen to slander.

Xu Jin stared at her in surprise.

Seeing her lose her temper for the first time.

No, he hasn't seen it yet.

Glancing at Zhuangzi, knowing that there is still some time, Xu Jin suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her arm and dragged the person into his arms before Fu Rong turned and fled. He threw his hat and covered his mouth, and finished in one go.

The waist was clamped tightly by the man, and Fu Rong's eyes widened in horror. What is he going to do!