"Sister, there are many rouge shops and jade shops on this street. Girls love to come here on weekdays." Ming Cunfu lifted the curtain to allow Jiuzhu to see the scenery on the street more clearly.
Jiuzhu leaned over and saw many young women walking together on the street. They were chatting and laughing in low voices from time to time, and the pearl flowers on their heads swayed slightly with their movements.
The men dressed as scholars bowed to the women from a distance with graceful manners.
When the carriage passed by, the servants accompanying it all lowered their heads and kept quiet, and no one acted arrogantly.
A neatly dressed yamen runner with a saber on his waist was patrolling the streets. He met someone he knew, chatted with him, and picked up a child who had fallen to the ground. The child opened his mouth to cry, but when he saw the saber on the yamen runner's waist, he closed his mouth, stretched out his dirty hand, and carefully touched the handle of the saber.
The runner pretended not to notice the child's action, returned the child to the adult who thanked him repeatedly, and walked into the crowd.
"The rouge shop has arrived."
Jiuzhu regained his composure and asked, "Are we there yet?"
"We're here." Ming Cunfu got off the carriage and extended his hand to Jiuzhu: "Come, get off."
Jiuzhu bent down and walked out of the carriage door. Just as she was about to hand her hand to Ming Cunfu, she heard the sound of horse hooves.
She tilted her head to look, and saw a handsome young man in a purple robe riding on horseback. The white horse was majestic, and the purple robe was fluttering, just like a touch of different color, falling on this quiet street.
The horse's pace was very slow, and the young man in purple had a lazy posture, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.
"Sister, what are you looking at?" Ming Cunfu followed Jiuzhu's gaze and saw a clothing store: "Are there any clothes you like?"
The young man in purple riding a white horse had already entered the alley next to him. Jiuzhu looked away: "Brother, I'm enjoying the view."
scene?
Ming Cunfu was stunned at first, then he felt distressed. His cousin had been living in the mountains for many years, so she thought that even an ordinary street in the capital was a scene.
Touching his wallet, he gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, I'll take you to pick out clothes. Buy whatever you like."
His family was very strict, and he had never had much money. It took him a lot of effort to save this little money. As he was the only sister in the family, he was more generous as a cousin.
"Okay." Jiuzhu nodded and jumped off the carriage.
Ming Cunfu glanced at his empty hands, then looked at his cousin who was walking happily towards the rouge shop. He glanced around secretly and sighed.
It's okay, as long as no one sees you, it's not rude.
As soon as the brother and sister walked into the rouge shop, someone came forward to talk to Ming Cunfu.
"Brother Ming." This was the first time Zhou Shucheng saw Ming Cunfu taking a woman out alone. He stepped forward and bowed, "Brother Lin is hosting a banquet at the other garden today. Why didn't Brother Ming go?"
"Brother Zhou." Ming Cunfu replied, "I have been busy with family matters recently and have no time to visit you. Please, Brother Zhou, apologize to Brother Lin on my behalf."
Zhou Shucheng thought about it for a moment and understood. Ming Cunfu's father had recently received an imperial decree to go on an inspection tour in the south, and his family was worried that he would fall behind in his studies, so they handed him over to Ming Jingzhou for his instruction.
The news of Ming Jingzhou's daughter's engagement to Prince Chen has spread like wildfire. No wonder Ming Cunfu has hardly gone out in recent days.
"This girl..."
"This is my sister." Ming Cunfu smiled: "She just returned to the capital, and as her cousin, I naturally have to spend more time with her."
Zhou Shucheng smiled and responded, then bowed to Ming Jiuzhu and said, "Hello, Miss Ming."
The three brothers of the Ming family have a close relationship. When the eldest brother of the Ming family was framed by a villain, the second and third brothers would rather be implicated and sent to jail than give up the eldest brother of the Ming family.
In the face of life and death, they can still maintain their brotherhood, which is better than many families.
It's just that her fate is unlucky. In the next generation, she finally has a concubine, but she has to marry the Prince of Chen.
Jiuzhu felt that there was something wrong with the way this young man surnamed Zhou looked at her. It was as if he was looking at a rabbit shot by an arrow and about to be skinned and roasted.
"Sir, take care."
Hearing the noise, Jiuzhu looked upstairs and met the eyes of a woman who was just coming downstairs.
The woman was stunned at first, but when she saw Jiuzhu smiling at her, she raised the corners of her lips and smiled back.
"Brother, I have already chosen." The woman walked to Zhou Shucheng's side and bowed to the Ming brothers and sisters: "Mr. Ming, Miss Ming."
Here it comes, here it comes, that look of looking at a rabbit on a grill again.
After the Zhou brothers and sisters left, Jiuzhu asked Ming Cunfu in a low voice: "Brother, does the whole capital know that I was poor in the past?"
Otherwise, why would they all look at me like that?
Ming Cunfu: “…”
No, they're just sympathizing with you for marrying someone who's not normal.
"Alas." Jiuzhu sighed, if only she had met these kind-hearted people from Beijing a few years earlier, they would definitely be willing to donate money to the Taoist temple.
After picking out a few boxes of the most popular rouge, Jiuzhu followed Ming Cunfu to buy ready-made clothes.
The capital city was very prosperous, and the fabrics used to make clothes were also very exquisite. Ming Cunfu saw that most of the customers in the shop were female, so she went to the back to have tea and asked her maid Chunfen to accompany her to try on clothes.
Tailor shops frequented by dignitaries all have areas for male customers to rest, probably to allow male customers to wait patiently and female customers to choose clothes with peace of mind.
"You have a good figure, and you look good in any clothes." The waitress was very charming. Every time Jiuzhu tried on a piece of clothing, she could say different compliments.
"If you pair this dress with the latest style of brocade, you will be like a fairy from the Moon Palace, fresh and pure, descending to earth." The waitress helped Jiuzhu adjust the hem of her skirt and said, "There are jewelry and jade for sale on the third floor. Would you like to take a look?"
"Miss, the Sixth Young Master is paying today, so you must buy more." Chunfen smiled and whispered in Jiuzhu's ear, "When the Third Young Master was in the capital, the Sixth Young Master always asked the Third Young Master to help pay the bills. You have to help the Third Young Master spend the money back."
Ming Cunfu's generation is ranked according to the order of three generations. Ming Cunfu is the sixth child, and Jiuzhu's brother Ming Jiyuan is the third child. Although the two siblings have never met, Jiuzhu has heard a lot about her brother from her parents.
"Isn't that a bit too much?" Jiuzhu said this while walking upstairs honestly.
Not many sisters would truly feel guilty about spending their brother's money.
The waitress' smile became more and more brilliant. Which waitress would complain if a customer bought too much?
What about the twined bracelets, the vermilion hairpins, the jade beaded flower crown? If there are no beautiful customers to buy them, wouldn't it be lonely?
"Why are these hairpins and tiaras you've recently produced so tacky? Gold brooches, red beads, tortoise shells, so tacky!"
Jiuzhu looked down at the golden hairpin in her hand, thinking it was very beautiful. She silently turned her head to look at the young man who was speaking.
"Only this jade bracelet is acceptable."
Jiuzhu, who didn't like the jade bracelet at first, said: "..."
"Sir, these are the latest fashions." The waiter smiled and explained, "If you don't like them, we can try some other styles for you."
"What's the most fashionable thing? It's just that a noble in the palace likes these things recently, and people in Beijing have started to learn from them." The man sneered, with a hint of contempt in his tone, and randomly pointed to a few things: "These are all, I don't want anything else."
"Miss." The waitress pretended not to hear these words and asked Jiuzhu in a low voice: "Do you want to try it?"
"Okay." Jiuzhu handed the golden hairpin to the waitress and held up the bronze mirror to look at her face.
Her hair was thick and black, with a golden pin half hidden in it. Rather than looking tacky, it looked like stars that had accidentally fallen in her hair.
The young man took the jewelry box from the waiter and turned to leave. He saw Jiuzhu looking at herself in the mirror and said, "This is so vulgar..."
Um?!
Um……
It doesn’t seem too vulgar.
"It's beautiful." Jiuzhu touched the hairpin, "I like it."
After saying this, Jiuzhu saw that the young man who had just said that love between a beautiful woman and a beautiful woman was vulgar was staring at her, and her eyes widened.
What? You think it's vulgar, but you don't allow others to buy it?
"Miss, you have good taste. This hairpin in your hair looks just like the cassia twigs in the Moon Palace and the jasmine flowers in the Jade Pool." The young man came back to his senses, coughed dryly, and bowed slightly to Jiuzhu.
Jiuzhu: “…”
As if she hadn't heard what he had just said.
No wonder her two masters warned her before she came to the capital that some people in the capital were cunning and she should avoid talking to people she had only just met.
"I am Zheng Wangnan, the young master of Pingyuan Marquis's Mansion. I wonder which family you are from?" Seeing that Jiuzhu did not respond, the young man took a step forward.
Pingyuan Marquis Mansion, Zheng...
Aren’t they the family members of that naughty kid who said in the palace that the Royal Concubine was a witch?
Jiuzhu stood up and said, "I like vulgarity. I don't mean to disturb you. Bye."
People who can't even teach their own children must have some brain problems among the adults in their family. She should stay away from them, so who knows if the brain disease will be passed on to others.
Looking at the girl's hurried back, Zheng Wangnan actually saw a hint of her running away.
He turned his head to look at his attendant: "Is this prince ugly?"
"You are a handsome and elegant man, my lord."
Zheng Wangnan returned to the waiter and said, "I want to buy one of the hairpins worn by the girl just now."
"Sir," the attendant reminded quietly, "Don't you think it's tacky?"
"Have you ever heard of that?" Zheng Wangnan raised his eyebrows, his expression mysterious.
"What?"
"Men are fickle."
"Really?" A lazy voice came: "Change it and show it to me."
Zheng Wangnan looked in the direction of the sound and his hands holding the jewelry box almost gave out. He couldn't help but look at the secret room next to him. Why didn't anyone tell him that this person was in the secret room?
"Just now I heard you complain about the preferences of the nobles in the palace." The purple-robed young man played with the whip in his hand and sat lazily on the chair: "I wonder which noble in the palace has such a preference that makes Prince Zheng so dissatisfied?"
"I didn't know Your Highness was here. I am so rude." Zheng Wangnan bowed deeply.
"Yeah." The purple-robed man nodded slightly: "Don't blame you, blame me for being here. Unfortunately, I'm in a bad mood today and can't stand others saying something vulgar."
The purple-robed man threw the whip onto the table and asked, "What's your full name?"
Zheng Wangnan gritted his teeth. He was the cousin of Prince Qi and the eldest son of Marquis Pingyuan. There was no way that Prince Chen would not know his name. This move was just to humiliate him.
"Forget it." The purple-robed man stood up and said, "Even if you tell me your name, I can't remember it."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Zheng Wangnan, whose shoulders were shaking slightly, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Don't be afraid, I am always tolerant of mediocre people."
Zheng Wangnan trembled even more violently.
The last person you "tolerated" is now moving stones on the outskirts of the city.
You think I'm going to believe your lies?
impossible!
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