The carriage stopped in front of a restaurant. Yin led Qingyan out of the carriage, and she, wearing a cap, went into the restaurant.
The diners, noticing the yellow belt around Yin's waist, all looked away.
There's a yellow ribbon that appears here often, so they've gotten used to not looking at it anymore.
Upon reaching the second floor, Qingyan sat by the window and happened to see the entrance to a four-courtyard complex. She couldn't help but wonder what was so interesting about this place.
"Su Peisheng, tell the restaurant to bring out some of their specialty dishes." Yin Ke planned to stay here for the whole day; these private rooms were also inns, and they had beds inside.
Qingyan glanced around the private room and just scoffed. It was still quite a bit inferior to her own Yuelai Inn.
The shopkeeper had placed a lot of snacks on the kang table, while the other half was empty.
After they came in, Su Peisheng placed a lot of folded paper documents on the empty kang table.
"!" Su Peisheng left the room, and Xiao Guai sat obediently by the snacks, looking at Yin with a face full of questions.
This is just an ordinary resident's house; what does it have to do with them?
"Sisi, do you have nothing better to do than come here?" Qingyan thought they were going shopping, so she dressed up nicely, but instead she was brought here.
The people in the capital were still observing mourning, and every household's lanterns were covered with white cloth. Everything was very simple and plain, and even the dishes in the restaurants had become vegetarian.
Qingyan found it very puzzling; what was so strange about this family?
"Little Darling, this is Yinzhi's mistress!" Yinke had gone through a lot of trouble to get this news, and he was very curious as to why Yinzhi would do such a thing.
"Ha!" Qingyan was stunned. This mistress must have appeared in the last few days. Shouldn't Yinzhi be observing mourning with a pure and abstinent heart?
"I have people keeping an eye on Yinzhi's every move, but Father Emperor probably already knows!" Yinzhi couldn't help but admire Yinzhi. When choosing servants for his concubine, he even changed the midwife to a nanny. Even if she had a child during the mourning period, she would probably still be able to give birth.
"My God!" Yin Zhi's audacity grew even greater. If Kangxi knew, he would probably kill him on the spot.
"Hehe, Father Emperor understands. He will keep an eye on things. After seven days, Yinzhi will no longer be able to leave the palace at will. It will take time for him to establish his own residence outside the palace. If he can keep his mistress in check for several years, Father Emperor will probably just pretend he doesn't know anything about it," Yinzhi said directly.
While they were talking, Yin Zhi arrived on horseback. Qing Yan saw that the gate of the mansion was wide open, and a girl of about 14 years old was standing at the gate. From a distance, her graceful figure was definitely not Manchu.
“She is a Han woman!” Yin said directly.
The pointed toes of the shoes beneath the skirt already indicate that the woman must have bound feet.
Qingyan frowned. She disliked bound feet the most, and Yinzhi actually had this kind of fetish.
"Fourth Prince, you won't..." Qingyan looked at Yin, and if Fourth Prince dared to nod, she would leave immediately.
In Qing history, many people say that the Fourth Prince (Li Si) preferred Han Chinese women; otherwise, women like Lady Li and Lady Nian would not have been so favored.
"I don't like it!" Yin said directly; she absolutely wouldn't let Xiao Guai feel uncomfortable.
Qingyan laughed. That's good. If it really happens, she'll just hire a housekeeper.
"There won't be any more like this in the future. Yinzhi was probably influenced by the scholars of the Hanlin Academy. Otherwise, he would never have gone against Father Emperor." In Kangxi's later years, all the concubines he favored had bound feet. Now, Consort Tong is still alive and can keep Kangxi in check.
Pathological!
Qingyan inwardly scoffed, thinking to herself that those scholars thought they were just being pretentious, but in reality, their elegance had ruined countless girls.
"Hmph, His Majesty should stop this trend. How can he encourage it?" Qingyan thought that if Kangxi had been able to stop it, there wouldn't have been so many women with bound feet in the late Qing Dynasty.
"Actually, some Manchu women of low social status also bound their feet in order to find a good husband." Yin also found it particularly cruel.
"Hmph, is this what those Hanlin scholars caused?" Qingyan felt something was wrong. Yinzhi and that woman had already entered the mansion, what were they still looking for!
She activated the camera in the space and used the bronze mirror to observe the situation inside.
Yin patted his forehead; how could he have forgotten about Xiao Guai's things?
"Si Si, this woman is quite beautiful," Qing Yan remarked.
Just now, from a distance, all she could see was that she had a very good figure.
Now, the camera is focused on the woman's face: an oval face, smooth, fair skin, and small, cherry-like lips.
Every detail is so exquisite, she looks somewhat like a woman in the state of Lin Daiyu.
"It's actually a Yangzhou 'slim horse'!" Yin Zhi peeked out and was stunned. Someone must have spent a lot of money to cultivate such a person. It seems that someone has their eye on Yin Zhi.
"What!?" Qingyan looked at him.
Yangzhou's "slender horses"?!
Is it possible for this thing to appear in the capital?
Those women were all taken, and their owners had spent a fortune to cultivate such exceptional women.
The woman's appearance and talent were probably carefully cultivated; it looked like someone had deliberately done it.
"Heh heh, this is going to be interesting!" Yin was furious. Yin Zhi was so brainless that he dared to touch the "skinny horse" that Kangxi had strictly forbidden.
"Um... how did we run into this person?" Yin needed to avoid the sluts of Yangzhou.
“A few days ago, Yinzhi came out and found out that the woman had sold herself to bury her father!” Yinzhi thought this plot was very old.
This doesn't prevent Yinzhi from falling into the trap. The situation in Jiangnan must not be very good, otherwise, it wouldn't be in this state.
"Could they be trained by some anti-Qing restoration organization?" Qingyan looked at Yin, "Those people have quite a few talented people."
During the Ming Dynasty, the practice of employing "slender horses" in Yangzhou reached its peak, with many powerful officials having a large number of them in their residences.
Their training methods are also top-notch.
“No way!” Yin shook his head. “Those people don’t have that kind of money. It would cost more than a million to train such a skinny horse.”
Looking at the poem written by the woman, Yin had to admit that she was probably specially trained to suit Yin Zhi's personality.
"Sisi, will they train one for you too?" Qingyan was a little worried, knowing he definitely couldn't compete with these women.
"My darling, I won't take it!" Yin kissed her forehead, revealing his true feelings for the first time.
"Alright, I believe you!" Fang Qingyan pondered whether she should tell Dong E about this. After all, Dong E was always causing her trouble, and now she finally had a chance to deal with Dong E.
"Let's not interfere!" Yin poked the little guy's cheek, stopping him immediately. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)
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