A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

"Sister, there are many rouge shops and jade shops on this street. Women usually come here." Ming Cunfu opened the curtain to let Jiuzhu see the street scenery more clearly.

Jiuzhu leaned his head and saw many young women walking in the street. They chatted and laughed in a low voice from time to time, and the bead flowers on their heads shook slightly with their movements.

The men dressed up as scholars looked at the women from a distance, with graceful demeanor.

When the carriage and sedan were passing by, the people who accompanied them all bowed their heads and quietly, and no one was indifferent.

Dressed in a clean yacha with a saber around his waist, he patrolled the street. When he met someone he knew, he joked and picked up the child who fell to the ground. The crying child, seeing the knife on Yacha's waist, slumped his mouth back, stretched out his dirty fleshy hand, and carefully touched the handle of the knife.

Yacha pretended not to see the little movements of the child, and returned the child to the adult who thanked him again and again, and walked into the crowd.

"The rouge is here."

Jiuzhu took back the gods: "Here?"

"Here." Ming Cunfu got out of the carriage and stretched out his hand to Jiuzhu: "Come, get off."

When Jiuzhu bent down and walked out of the carriage door and was about to hand it to Ming Cunfu, he heard the sound of horses' hoofs.

She tilted her head to look, and saw a handsome purple-robed man riding on horseback. The white horse was so handsome and the purple dress was flying, just like a strange color, falling into this quiet street.

The horse's pace is very slow, and the Ziyi's posture is lazy, as if nothing in the world is in his eyes.

"Sister, what are you looking at?" Ming Cunfu followed Jiu Zhu's gaze and saw a clothing store: "Do you have any favorite clothes?"

The purple-clothed son riding a white horse has entered the alley next to him, Jiuzhu retracted his gaze: "Brother, I'm enjoying the scenery."

view?

Ming Cunfu was taken aback first, then distressed. The cousin has been raising in the mountains and plains all these years, and only then can I feel that an ordinary street in the capital is a scene.

Touching the pocket on his body, he gritted his teeth: "Go, my brother will take you to pick your clothes and buy whatever you like."

The family is strictly controlled, and he has always been not rich in monthly money. It took him a lot of effort to save this little money. There is only one younger sister in the family, and he is a more generous cousin.

"Okay." Jiuzhu nodded and jumped off the carriage.

Ming Cunfu glanced at the empty hand, then at the cousin who walked happily into the rouge shop, secretly looked around, and sighed inwardly.

It's okay, as long as it's not seen, it's not rude.

As soon as the siblings walked into the rouge shop, someone approached Ming Cunfu to talk.

"Brother Ming." For the first time, Zhou Shucheng saw Ming Cunfu take the woman out alone, and moved forward: "Brother Lin hosted a banquet in the Bieyuan today. Why didn't Brother Ming go?"

"Brother Zhou." Ming Cunfu replied, "I have been busy with family affairs recently and I have no time to take care of it. Please also ask Brother Zhou to apologize to Brother Lin on my behalf."

Zhou Shucheng thought about it for a moment, and then he came to understand. Ming Cunfu's father recently took the emperor's order to patrol the south, and the family was worried that he would lose his homework, so he was handed over to Ming Jingzhou for discipline.

The story of Ming Jingzhou's daughter and the king of Chen's marriage has been heated up, no wonder Ming Cunfu hasn't gone out much in recent days.

"This girl..."

"This is my sister-in-law." Ming Cunfu smiled: "She just returned to the capital. As a cousin, I naturally have to accompany her more."

Zhou Shucheng smiled and said yes, bending over to Ming Jiuzhu: "Good girl Ming."

The Ming family’s three brothers have a close relationship. The Ming family’s boss was trapped by a treacherous man. The Ming family’s second and third child would rather be implicated in jail than give up the Ming family’s boss.

Before the benefits of life and death, he can still stick to the brotherhood, which is better than many families.

It's just that the fate is not so good, the next generation finally has a girl, but she wants to marry Wang Chen.

Jiuzhu felt that the young man surnamed Zhou had something wrong with his eyes. It seems to be watching a rabbit hit by an arrow, about to be skinned and barbecued.

"Noble man, go slowly."

Hearing the movement, Jiuzhu raised his head and looked upstairs, staring at the woman who happened to be downstairs.

The woman was taken aback for a moment. Seeing Jiuzhu smile to herself, she smiled slightly at the corners of her lips.

"Brother, I've already picked it." The woman walked to Zhou Shucheng and gave a slight blessing to the Ming brothers and sisters: "Young Master Ming, Miss Ming."

Here comes, here again, this look is like a bunny on the grill.

When the Zhou family brothers and sisters left, Jiuzhu asked Ming Cunfu in a low voice: "Brother, does the entire capital know that I was poor before?"

Otherwise, how can each look at himself with that kind of eyes.

Ming Cunfu: "..."

No, they are just sympathizing with your marriage partner.

"Oh." Jiuzhu sighed, if I met these kind-hearted people from Beijing a few years earlier, they would definitely be willing to donate incense money to the Taoist temple.

After picking a few boxes of the most popular rouge, Jiuzhu followed Ming Cunfu to buy ready-made clothes.

The capital is so prosperous and the fabrics used for clothing are exquisite. Ming Cun found that there were many female customers in the shops, so he went to the back to drink tea and asked the maid to accompany her to try on clothes at the equinox.

The ready-to-wear shops frequently visited by dignitaries and dignitaries have set up places for male guests to relax, perhaps to allow the male guests to wait patiently and allow the female guests to choose clothes with peace of mind.

"The girl is in good shape, and she looks good in whatever clothes she wears." The girl's tongue is full of lotus, and every time Jiuzhu tries on a dress, she can say different compliments.

"If this dress is matched with the latest style, the girl will be the maiden of the moon, and she will be refreshed." The girl helped Jiuzhu arrange the skirt: "There are jewelry and jade for sale on the third floor, and the girl would like to see it. "

"Miss, it's the sixth son to pay today. You must buy more." The spring equinox smiled and whispered in Jiuzhu's ear: "When the third son was in the capital, the sixth son always asked the third son to help pay the bill. You have to help The third son spent the money back."

Ming Cunfu’s generation is ranked in the order of three families, Ming Cunfu is the sixth, and Jiuzhu’s compatriot Ming Jiyuan is the third. Although the two brothers and sisters have never met, Jiuzhu heard a lot of things about his brother from his parents.

"Is it a bit too much?" Jiuzhu said from his mouth, and he walked upstairs honestly with his feet.

There are not many younger sisters who would really feel guilty for spending money from their brothers.

The girl's smile is getting brighter. Which one is the one who will abandon the guests to buy more things?

What tangling bracelets, Zhuran hairpins, jade beads and ten thousand corollas, wouldn’t it be lonely if there were no pampers to buy them?

"Why are these hairpin ring jewellery recently released in your family so tacky? The golden branches and red beads tortoise shells are really tacky!"

Jiuzhu looked down at the golden twig wrapped around the flower hairpin in her hand. She thought it was very beautiful, and silently turned her head to look at the talking young man.

"Only this jade bracelet can barely be seen."

At the beginning, I missed the jade bracelet's Jiuzhu: "..."

"My son, these are all fashionable styles at the moment." Tang Yu explained with a smile: "If my son doesn't like it, let's change some styles for you."

"What's the most fashionable, it's just that a certain nobleman in the palace likes these things lately, so the people in Beijing started to learn it." The man sneered, with a little contempt in his tone, and ordered a few things at random: "That's it, the others are all No."

"Girl." The female hall girl pretended not to hear these words, and asked Jiuzhu in a low voice, "You want to try?"

"Okay." Jiuzhu handed the golden branch wrapped around the flower hairpin to the girl in the female hall, holding up the bronze mirror and shining his face.

Her hair is jet-black and dense, with golden branches entwined with flowers and half-hidden hair. Not only is it not tacky, but it looks like a star accidentally falling on her hair.

The young man who took the jewelry box from his hands, turned around and wanted to leave, saw Jiuzhu who took a self-portrait in the mirror: "This is such a vulgar..."

Ok? !

Ok……

It doesn't seem to be very vulgar.

"It's pretty." Jiuzhu touched the hairpin, "I like it."

After finishing speaking, seeing that the young man who said gold branches were tacky just now was staring at him, Jiuzhu's eyes widened.

Why, I feel vulgar, so I don't want others to buy it?

"The girl has a good eye, this hairpin is in your hair, it is like a moon palace osmanthus, a jade flower in the jade pond." The young son returned to his senses, coughing dryly, and faintly twitching towards Jiuzhu.

Jiuzhu: "..."

It was as if she hadn't heard what he said just now.

It's no wonder that before she came to the capital, the two masters instructed her that some people in the capital were deep-minded, and they were most afraid of talking with each other.

"In Xia Nai Ping Yuan Hou Mansion's son Zheng Wangnan, I don't know which daughter is the girl?" Seeing that Jiu Zhu didn't respond, the young man took a step forward.

Pingyuan Hou Mansion, Zheng...

Isn't it the family of the bear child who said in the palace that the imperial concubine was a demon?

Jiuzhu got up and said, "I like to be tacky, so I don't intend to disturb, so leave."

People who can't teach children well, the adults in the family have some problems with their brains. She should stay a little farther away, who knows whether brain diseases will be passed on to others.

Seeing the girl hurriedly leaving from the back, Zheng Wangnan could see the smell of running away.

He turned to look at his attendant: "This world is ugly?"

"Shizi, you have a handsome face and a crown of jade."

Zheng Wangnan turned back in front of the hall: "The hairpin worn by the girl Fangcai, I will also buy one."

"My son." The attendant reminded in a low voice: "Don't you dislike it tacky?"

"Have you heard a word?" Zheng Wangnan raised her eyebrows, with an unfathomable expression.

"what?"

"Men, they are fickle."

"Really?" came a lazy voice: "Come and show me."

Zheng Wangnan followed the sound, and the hand holding the jewelry box almost couldn't help. He couldn't help but looked at the hidden room next to him. Why didn't anyone tell him that this one is in the hidden room?

"Just now I heard that you were quite curious about the preferences of the nobles in the palace." The Zipao master played with the whip in his hand, and sat lazily on the chair: "I don't know which noble in the palace likes that makes Zheng Shizi so dissatisfied?"

"I don't know if your Royal Highness is here, the Weichen is rude." Zheng Wangnan tumbled to the end.

"Yeah." The purple-robed man nodded slightly: "Don't blame you, I shouldn't be here. It's a pity that I'm in a bad mood today, and I can't hear anyone say tacky."

The purple-robed man threw the whip on the table: "What is your full name?"

Zheng Wangnan gritted his teeth. He is the cousin of King Qi and the eldest son of Ping Yuan Hou's eldest son. It is impossible for King Chen to know his name. This is just to humiliate him.

"Fine." The purple-robed man stood up: "Even if you say your name, this king can't remember it."

After speaking, he looked at Zheng Wangnan, whose shoulders were trembling slightly, and suddenly laughed: "Don't be afraid, this king has always been tolerant to mediocre people."

Zheng Wangnan shuddered more severely.

The last person you "tolerated" is still moving stones on the outskirts of the city.

Do you think I will believe your nonsense?

impossible!