Xie Zhao came empty-handed, but insisted on giving her a gift. Was he sending her to heaven?
Jiang Yuzhu thought wrongly, and instantly took a few steps back, her face pale as she said, "Red embroidery, red brocade!"
When the two maids heard the noise, they flew over from not far away in an instant.
Faced with the sudden change, Xie Zhao was confused. His wife changed her attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.
Knowing what Jiang Yuzhu was thinking, Xie Zhao rubbed his forehead and said, "I have been busy all day and really didn't check the date, which led to my wife's misunderstanding."
As for the gift, Xie Zhao didn't bring any, and waited for Jiang Yuzhu to choose one herself.
Jiang Yuzhu did not make a decision immediately, but looked at Hong Jin for a signal.
After waiting for a while, Hong Jin replied, "Madam, it's a good time to go out today."
"Then let's go."
In order to facilitate travel, Jiang Yuzhu changed into men's clothes and followed Xie Zhao.
Instead of heading straight for the outer city along the main road, the two men turned halfway and headed towards Feng Mansion.
The corner gate of Feng Mansion had been opened in advance. Xie Zhao took Jiang Yuzhuru to stroll around his own garden and soon arrived at the wedding courtyard.
Jiang Yuzhu looked suspicious and frowned as she looked at Xie Zhao: "Tell me the truth, do you have any hobby of eavesdropping?"
Being misunderstood by his wife again, Xie Zhao patiently explained: "Madam, there is a painting of a turtle pushing its back on the black market recently, and the price has been driven up to a thousand taels."
"How could this happen?"
Jiang Yuzhu understood, so she gave Feng Xin a wedding gift picture, in which mating was glorified as pushing the back, and the picture was also publicized by the Feng family.
"Yes, it is rumored that this is my husband's calligraphy. A wealthy family in Jiangnan is willing to pay a large sum of money to ask me to draw a pornographic album."
Recently, after leaving court, officials often stopped him and asked him questions in a subtle way. Xie Zhao neither admitted nor denied it.
Jiang Yuzhu first scolded the Feng family for being involved with Xie Zhao, but when she heard that the wealthy family was willing to pay a high price, she hurriedly asked, "Did you take the job?"
Painting erotica is not glorious, but if it costs a lot of money, it is not out of the question.
Xie Zhao's expression suddenly grew serious. She lowered her eyes to hide the gloom beneath them, and said quietly, "My husband refused."
"Yuanhe, are you worried about your reputation..."
Reputation is important, but it is ultimately false.
Even if Xie Zhao painted erotic paintings, there were still many people who would not believe it.
True and false, real and fake, only the money in your hand is real.
Jiang Yuzhu was about to persuade her, but Xie Zhao stared at her face, seeming to hesitate to speak.
"Yuanhe, are you having difficulties? Tell us and we can work together to find a solution."
The pens, ink, paper and inkstone were all provided by Jiang Yuzhu, and Xie Zhao only needed to do the work.
It's good to be talented and knowledgeable. You can earn a lot of money by just writing calligraphy.
Even though her paintings were extremely sloppily drawn, they were mistakenly attributed to Xie Zhao and the price was driven up to an unimaginable height.
Xie Zhao hid the smile deep in his eyes and said seriously, "I, your husband, want to make some money, but I have no experience and know nothing about erotic art. It's difficult for me to capture the essence of it. How about you and I work together and complete it together?"
There are dozens of patterns, and only by experiencing them can you draw a brilliant masterpiece.
Jiang Yuzhu: “…”
Unknowingly, she fell into Xie Zhao's trap and was led into the gutter by this sinister fox.
Xie Zhao didn't understand, so he asked her to practice and figure it out together? That's wishful thinking!
Jiang Yuzhu's cheeks were red. She wanted to retort, but she couldn't find a way out. She secretly hated herself for not performing well.
Xie Zhao, knowing when to stop, changed the subject subtly: "Since Madam's turtle painting has been sold for a thousand taels, wouldn't it be a huge loss for you and me to give it to the Feng family for nothing?"
So, tonight Xie Zhao brought Jiang Yuzhu to Feng's house to choose gifts, just to avoid being at a disadvantage.
As soon as the couple arrived in the yard, they ran into Feng Qing who was striding out in anger.
"Feng Qing, stop right there. Where are you going?"
Wei Jing chased out with her skirt lifted up and questioned with a ferocious look on her face.
The two had just been married for less than ten days. If Feng Qing stayed in the concubine's room, wouldn't that make her a laughing stock?
Even if she had to tie him up, Wei Jing was determined to keep him.
At least she and Feng Qing are husband and wife in name only, so they have to maintain their appearance.
Feng Qing paused, turned around, and showed a look of obvious disgust: "Crazy woman!"
Feng Qing had previously suggested that they call each other Yuanhe and Yuzhu during intercourse, but who knew that Wei Jing became addicted.
They had sex four or five times a night and forced Feng Qing to drink medicine, which made his legs so weak that he almost couldn't attend the morning court.
That wasn't all, Wei Jing also required him to imitate Xie Zhao in the way he walked, sat, lay down, and even spoke.
Why? He, Feng Qing, was also the top scholar in the imperial examination!
Wei Jing's eyes were dark, and she pinched her throat and said in a coquettish voice, "Husband, would you like to stay tonight?"
Feng Qing staggered and almost fell flat on his face.
Listening to Wei Jing pretending to be delicate was like being stared at by a poisonous snake, spitting its scarlet tongue at him.
Feng Qing's hair stood on end and he wanted to run out of the door as soon as possible.
Seeing that Feng Qing showed no intention of stopping, Wei Jing narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "What are you still standing there for? Invite the master back quickly."
Two strong women came out of the tea room and dragged Feng Qing into the room as if she were a chick.
"Wei Jing, you evil woman, what do you want to do?"
Feng Qing was about to resist when he was slapped hard in the face.
After the slap, Feng Qing flew into a rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wei Jing, aren't you afraid that I will divorce you?"
"Husband, what are you talking about?"
Wei Jing smiled sinisterly. The Queen Mother had arranged the marriage, and even the Wei family had to accept their fate. What could the Feng family be capable of?
"Feng Qing, this is your last chance. I will send someone to take you back to the mansion tomorrow. You can hide if you want, unless... you die."
Wei Jing's voice was not loud, but the threat was obvious.
Feng Qing choked and cried loudly for a long time.
Outside the door, Jiang Yuzhu listened with great interest.
If she hadn't visited Feng's house at night, she would have had no idea that Feng Qing and Wei Jing lived like this.
Xie Zhao didn't want to stay any longer, so he took Jiang Yuzhu's hand and went straight to the warehouse.
Most of the items in the warehouse were heavy antique porcelain, which Jiang Yuzhu didn't like very much. After picking and choosing, she set her eyes on an old ginseng.
"It's worth trading my masterpiece for old ginseng."
Jiang Yuzhu was sincere in doing business, while Xie Zhao took advantage of his wife's inattention to replace the turtle picture and put it into his sleeve pocket.
Jiang Yuzhu's calligraphy cannot be exposed to the public, and the Feng family is not worthy of it.
The replacement painting was painted by Liang An.
After sending Jiang Yuzhu back to the Jiang Mansion, Xie Zhao stood there for a long time.
The night was beautiful, and he would have preferred to stay and watch the moon with his wife, but he was too busy to leave because he had some trivial matters to deal with at the government office.
In the kitchen of the Jiang residence, there were freshly cooked dumplings. Jiang Yuzhu wrapped them in oil paper and handed them to Xie Zhao: "Yuanhe, you should go to bed early. If you stay up late, don't forget to tell Liang An to prepare food."
Xie Zhao agreed and waved his hand: "Madam, please go back. If you have time, think carefully about your husband's proposal."
Jiang Yuzhu was attracted by Lao Shen, and it took her a while to realize that Xie Zhao was talking about the Erotic Palace!
The hero in the book is cold and unkind, and only cares about the people. Who was that pervert who just pointed his finger at someone?
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