Ah Chou was startled: "Cut the beard?"
Men in the Zhou Dynasty had a tradition of growing beards, especially the rich and nobles. Men often started growing beards after they became adults. Zhong Zhiling, the brother of the current Emperor Wansui and the King of Pingxi in the Zhou Dynasty, was known as the "beautiful beard man". Zhong Mingwei naturally grew a beard as well. Even after being tortured for half a year, Zhong Mingwei has undergone a drastic change. But his beard is not messy. Except that it is a little longer than before, it can be seen that he spent a lot of effort to take care of it in the past.
"Let's cut it." Zhong Mingwei said.
"I've heard that noble men like you value beards the most." Ah Chou hesitated while holding the scissors. "When he was in the capital, Lord Duan had a hard time. But I saw him grooming his beard in front of the mirror every day. He was so meticulous. Wow, he spent more time combing his hair than Madam Duan."
"What kind of noble am I?" Zhong Mingwei laughed at himself. "It's troublesome to keep it. I might as well cut it all off."
"Okay, fine. I'll cut it for you right away." Ah Chou actually didn't understand why men had to grow beards, especially those in their teens or twenties. No matter how good-looking a face is, once it grows a beard, Ah Chou feels that it is unbearable to look at. Also, Zhong Mingwei's beard is too long, which makes it inconvenient to feed him porridge. Ah Chou grumbled in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out loud. Today, Zhong Mingwei spoke up, so she naturally wouldn't be polite, and immediately pinched the beard with one hand and started cutting it with the other.
"This is the first time I cut someone's beard. If there are any inconsiderate things, like the scissors accidentally go off the mark or something, you have to bear with it." With a "click", a strand of beard was cut off. Ah Chou pinched the strand of beard and said to Zhong Mingwei with a smile.
"This is the first time I've asked an amateur to cut my beard. Please bear with me if there are any inconveniences. Make sure to hold the scissors steadily." Zhong Mingwei also laughed.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect you to be such a joker," Ah Chou laughed so hard that his eyes were invisible. He kept muttering to himself, but his hands were very precise. "Don't worry, I'll cut myself and not you."
"How is the right prime minister?" Zhong Mingwei hesitated for a long time when he was halfway through trimming his beard, but finally asked.
"Right Prime Minister?" Ah Chou was startled, then he understood, "Oh, you are asking about Lord Duan?"
Zhong Mingwei hurriedly asked: "Yes, how is he now?"
"He's not that good," Ah Chou frowned, pinching a strand of his beard. "When I first arrived at his house, he had just been demoted, six levels in total. He's now... yes, a sixth-rank Hanlin Academy editor, I don't know what kind of official he is, but he lives a very tight life. A family of more than a dozen people, men, women, young and old, all squeezed into a small courtyard, with only an old housekeeper to serve them. Before I came, there was no servant to do the washing and cooking in the house."
"By the way, how did you get to Duan Chenghong's house?" Zhong Mingwei suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Ah Chou with a puzzled look on his face. "Weren't you in the laundry department before? Who asked you to go to Duan's house?"
Except for the maids who are over 25 years old, who can ask for permission to leave the palace, other palace servants are absolutely not allowed to leave the palace without the emperor's order. In a situation like Achou's, if you use your brain a little, you will know that she must have been ordered to go to the Duan Mansion.
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