Chapter 221 World Nine (Eighteen)
Baoshan followed Zhang Qingping closely until they reached a teahouse and went upstairs. Zhang Qingping ordered a few snacks and a pot of Longjing tea, then gently told Baoshan to wait a moment.
There was a clattering sound coming from the wooden stairs. When Zhang Qingping entered the inner room, she didn't close the door, but left it ajar. Therefore, the person outside gave it a gentle push and walked into the room.
Zhang Qingping called him Mr. Jiang.
Young Master Jiang had an elegant appearance, but his steps were unsteady, as if he had been drained by wine, sex, money and anger for many years. There was a dark blue tint under his eyes, which was mostly covered with a thin layer of powder.
Baoshan stood up gently, her expression as usual, and greeted Master Jiang in a soft voice.
As soon as he saw the treasure fan, Master Jiang's eyes lit up immediately, and he felt a heat in his abdomen, and he was quite eager to try it.
Young Master Jiang has always been a reckless person. He has played with many maids at home and prostitutes in brothels outside, but he has never seen a woman like this, who is as pure and delicate as a valley orchid.
Young Master Jiang's desire for beauty was almost revealed on his face.
Zhang Qingping took a few steps back unnoticed, covering her lips with a handkerchief to hide the disgust she felt for Young Master Jiang.
If she didn't want to keep the treasured fan away from Lu Yuanhui's sight, why would she do this and meet such an unsightly man?
She pushed the treasured fan in front of Mr. Jiang and said, "In that case, I will leave first and leave you two to watch carefully."
Bao Shan's face was filled with panic, and he said in a trembling voice, "Madam, please don't leave. I..."
Zhang Qingping comforted Baoshan, saying, "I'm not leaving. I'm just staying in the next room. And Young Master Jiang is a gentleman, so he wouldn't do anything rude. You don't have to be afraid."
As if to confirm Zhang Qingping's words, Master Jiang took the initiative to step back, lightly fanning himself with his folding fan, and said in a brisk tone, "I will certainly not offend the young lady."
Baoshan saw Zhang Qingping off. When closing the door, she moved her white hands slightly, creating a gap that was enough for people outside to hear the conversation inside.
Young Master Jiang spoke eloquently, but Baoshan just sat on the side and listened softly.
Young Master Jiang couldn't help but start looking at the treasured fan, and felt that every inch of its skin was incredibly delicate.
With a graceful waist, slender figure, cherry lips and jade teeth, I would be willing to die if I could taste such a beauty once.
Baoshan was calculating the time silently in his heart, and he really heard the sound of the door of the next room opening and closing.
Zhang Qingping naturally didn't care about the safety of the treasured fan, but in less than an incense stick's time, he could no longer bear it and got up and left.
Bao Shan looked up at Master Jiang, thinking that Zhang Qingping hadn't done anything unnecessary. She simply led Bao Shan to Master Jiang and left quietly.
As for whether Mr. Jiang would do something inappropriate, Zhang Qingping would not deliberately calculate it, she would just take a laissez-faire attitude.
Bao Shan said softly, "...Madam, have you ever told Young Master Jiang about my current situation?"
Young Master Jiang was slightly startled: "Miss Baoshan is not alone because of her poor background, that's why she wants to find a husband as soon as possible."
Bao Shan said softly, "Madam may have not told Master Jiang everything because she was thinking about me.
But seeing that Mr. Jiang was dignified and calm in his demeanor, I felt worried and couldn't bear to hide it.
My husband has been dead for less than a hundred days, and I am still in mourning. I am traveling here to seek shelter, so..."
Seeing Young Master Jiang's embarrassed expression, Bao Shan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly: "My parents are both alive at home, as well as my brothers and sisters, but I am weak and cannot do heavy work, which is why my parents dislike me."
In Mr. Jiang's heart, he had already cursed the Zhang family, who acted as matchmakers, and Zhang Qingping, and scolded them for concealing the truth.
But Master Jiang was particularly fond of Baoshan, because poor Baoshan had lost her husband and was not loved by her parents.
Under the intentional guidance of the treasure fan, Master Jiang said, "Your father's actions are too unfair."
Bao Shan said nothing, but his eyes flashed slightly as he looked at Master Jiang with admiration. This immediately made Master Jiang feel heroic, and his voice became much louder.
"Don't be afraid, Miss Baoshan. I'll be here for you. When I see your father, I'll definitely pin him to the ground and spit on him as unfit to be a father!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open and Luo's father stood outside with an angry face.
Ever since being warned by Lu Yuanhui, Luo's father has become much more restrained and no longer bothers Baoshan.
But today, Luo's father was invited to this teahouse for a drink. He heard the noise on the second floor and came up to check. He never expected to hear someone scolding him.
If he were sober, even if Mr. Luo was dissatisfied, he would just glare at the other person and leave with a lot of anger.
It was just that Mr. Luo had just been highly praised by others, saying that he was a good housekeeper, his wife was docile, and his children were filial.
Especially her daughter Baoshan, although she lost her husband, she was protected by the Jinyiwei. I believe that if Luo's father has any problems, he can also call on the Jinyiwei. It is really enviable.
Father Luo drank a lot of wine and his head was dizzy. When he heard Mr. Jiang's rude words, he didn't think much about it and swung his fist to hit Mr. Jiang in the face.
Although Mr. Jiang was young, he was weak and could not match the strength of Mr. Luo, who had worked hard for years. After being punched several times, he had no power to fight back.
Bao Shan stood timidly by the side and softly asked Luo's father to stop, but how could Luo's father pay attention to her?
It wasn't until Bao Shan saw Young Master Jiang lying on the ground, his face covered in bruises, that he walked over to Luo's father and said softly, "Dad, don't do it again. Young Master Jiang comes from a prominent family. If anything happens to him, Dad will definitely be in trouble."
Father Luo then stopped, turned around and left, turning back to call Bao Shan: "Why don't you go quickly and see what that useless young man is doing."
Bao Shan had no choice but to leave Master Jiang and follow Luo's father.
Luo's father returned home reeking of alcohol. Luo's mother tried to greet him but was pushed aside by Luo's father. Luo's mother stumbled and then saw Baoshan. Her expression was grave; she disliked Baoshan as a daughter.
But looking at Baoshan now wearing plain clothes, there was an aura around him that was out of tune with this poor courtyard.
Luo's mother opened her mouth, wanting to send the treasured fan as usual: "Go and boil a pot of hot water for your father to sober him up."
Bao Shan was timid and just as she was about to speak, she heard Luo's father's angry voice: "Bao Shan is already a married woman, don't order her around."
Luo's mother looked at Baoshan in confusion, then turned and went to the kitchen to boil water.
Baoshan walked into the house and looked at Luo's father quietly.
Mr. Luo was already mostly sober. He remembered that he had accidentally hit someone and felt a little scared.
But Luo's father thought of the treasured fan, which was carried by Jinyiwei commander Lu Yuanhui.
If Lu Yuan spoke up, the young master wouldn't dare to make a fuss.
But just as Father Luo made his proposal, he saw Bao Shan frowning. He panicked and asked, "Why, you don't want to help Dad?"
Bao Shan shook her head: "Of course not, Dad accidentally hit someone today because of me.
Young Master Jiang had ill intentions and spoke rudely to Dad, so Dad hurt him. How could I not be willing to plead for Dad?"
Father Luo's face was filled with embarrassment. He didn't know that Master Jiang still wanted to take advantage of the precious fan. It was just that when he heard Master Jiang scolding him as "unfit to be a father", he became furious and rushed into the room.
Bao Shan said in a trembling voice, "It's just that my daughter has already caused you too much trouble and earned you a bad reputation. I really... I have no words to say goodbye to you, sir, and how can I plead for my father?"
Father Luo frowned and asked what happened to the precious fan.
Bao Shan then told Father Luo everything Zhang Qingping had said. She stroked her chest gently, a look of worry on her face, "But today's meeting with Young Master Jiang ended up like this. I wonder what Madam will think..."
Father Luo is different from the simple-minded Bao Shan. He has been hanging out with all kinds of people for many years and can see through other people's calculations at a glance.
Father Luo didn't think that the wife of a wealthy family would suddenly care about the whereabouts of the precious fan.
Then I thought that although Mr. Jiang looked handsome, he was weak and definitely not a good man.
Father Luo's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had figured something out.
He looked at his daughter Baoshan in front of him and asked, "My dear Baoshan, tell me, how does Lord Lu treat you?"
Bao Shan was puzzled, but answered truthfully, "My Lord treats me very well."
Father Luo thought to himself that with the beauty of his daughter Baoshan, even the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard would be tempted by her.
If he could really borrow the treasured fan and get in touch with the Jinyiwei, he could show off his power in the capital and no one would dare to stop him.
As for Baoshan, Luo's father was not worried. Baoshan had always been well-behaved and obedient, with a gentle temperament. He was also Baoshan's biological father. As long as he opened his mouth, Baoshan would agree.
Regarding the first two times when Lu Yuan took action to punish him, Luo's father only attributed it to the fact that he wanted to harm the precious fan. Lu Yuan was eager to protect Hua, so he naturally took action.
Father Luo has figured out that he was severely punished by Lu Yuanhui because he had ill intentions towards the precious fan.
If I treat Baoshan well, Lu Yuanhui will not be a hindrance to me, but will become his reliance instead.
Bao Shan raised her eyelids slightly, sizing up Luo's father's expression. When Luo's father looked over, she lowered them again, covering up the dark shadows in her eyes.
Father Luo put on a gentle expression and warned Bao Shan, "Don't pay any attention to Madam Lu in the future. She is not a kind person."
Bao Shan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked puzzled: "But... Madam treats me with gentleness and courtesy, how can it be bad?"
Father Luo secretly wondered how he could have such a stupid daughter like Baoshan, who thought everyone was kind and had no scheming or tricks at all.
But Father Luo changed his mind and thought that if the treasure fan was good at calculating, then Lu Yuanhui might not be so obsessed with it.
Father Luo didn't want to explain further: "Do you believe Dad or Madam Lu?"
Bao Shan said softly, "Of course I believe in Dad."
Father Luo relaxed his brows and said, "Then listen to me. I'll take you home later. You stay in the yard and don't open the door no matter how much Madam Lu knocks."
Baoshan looked hesitant, but still nodded in agreement.
Luo's father gave money and asked Luo's mother to prepare a table of delicious food.
At the table, Father Luo sat in the main seat, and Baoshan sat beside Father Luo at his signal.
Baoshan picked up some food with her chopsticks and was seen by her youngest brother and sister. They immediately yelled, "That's mine! She's not allowed to eat it!"
Father Luo slammed the table, sending the bowls and chopsticks of his two younger brothers and sisters crashing to the ground, shattering into pieces.
"If you don't want to eat, get out. You are not allowed to eat in the future."
Father Luo looked at everyone at the table and said sternly, "Bao Shan suffered a lot at home in the past, but that's all in the past.
If you dare to offend me again in the future, you will be asked to pack up and leave the house."
Everyone was silent. Luo's mother helped the two children to the chairs in silence.
Father Luo looked at the large table of people and felt annoyed. There were men and women, but not one who looked like Baoshan.
Father Luo looked at Bao Shan's pretty face and felt proud.
As his father-in-law could become the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, it would not be an exaggeration for him to hold a precious fan.
Baoshan returned to the Lu family and, as Luo's father had instructed, turned around and went back to the yard without telling Zhang Qingping about Master Jiang fainting in the teahouse.
There are two water tanks in the yard that are filled with clean water to grow lotus flowers.
The precious fan gently moves the petals, and you can smell the light fragrance.
The pink petals caressed her cheeks, complementing each other and making her look even more beautiful.
Bao Shan wasn't curious about what Luo's father was planning. After all, if she didn't know, she would be innocent. If she knew, she would be implicated. Luo's father also felt Bao Shan was weak and worried she would reveal the secret, so he didn't tell her about his plan.
But Baoshan could more or less guess that Luo's father wanted to help her and Lu Yuanhui get together.
But when it comes to matchmaking, Luo's father obviously can't help much.
After all, Lu Yuanhui's mind will not be shaken by others.
In this way, Luo's father could only do something to Zhang Qingping who tried to stop the two of them.
Bao Shan thought that Zhang Qingping asked her to meet Mr. Jiang, and on the surface she had done nothing wrong, but in fact she wanted to make her sad for the rest of her life.
In this case, it is only natural that Baoshan wants to cause some trouble for Zhang Qingping.
But Baoshan didn't want to bother. After all, apart from Lu Yuanhui, she didn't want to waste her time on anyone else.
The treasured fan allowed Luo's father to witness Young Master Jiang's incessant cursing, and the rest followed naturally.
Baoshan's white hands moved slightly, stirring the clear water in the water tank, thinking in her heart: I wonder what Lu Yuanhui is doing, whether he has taken some time out from his busy schedule to think of her.
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