"Sister, there are many rouge shops and jade shops on this street. Women love to come here on weekdays." Ming Cunfu lifted the curtain and let Jiuzhu see the scenery on the street more clearly.
Jiuzhu put her head close and saw that there were many young women walking together on the street. They whispered and laughed from time to time, and the beads on their heads swayed slightly with their movements.
The men dressed as scholars bowed to the women from afar, with graceful manners.
When the carriage and sedan passed by, all the people in the same group bowed their heads in silence, and no one appeared to be arrogant.
A clean-clad yacha patrolling the street with a saber hanging from his waist, when he met someone he knew, he joked and picked up the young boy who fell to the ground. The young child who opened his mouth to cry saw the knife on Ya Chai's waist, deflated his mouth back, stretched out his dirty hand, and carefully touched the handle of the knife.
The yacha pretended not to see the child's small movements, returned the child to the adults who thanked him repeatedly, and walked into the crowd.
"The rouge is here."
Jiuzhu retracted her mind: "Are you here?"
"It's here." Ming Cunfu got off the carriage and extended his hand to Jiuzhu: "Come on, get off."
Jiuzhu bent over and walked out of the carriage door, and was about to pass her hand to Ming Cunfu when she heard the sound of hooves.
She tilted her head and saw a handsome young man in purple robe riding on the back of a horse, with a handsome white horse and flying purple clothes, like a strange color, falling into this quiet street.
The horse's pace is very slow, and the young man in purple has a lazy attitude, as if everything in the world is not in his eyes.
"Sister, what are you looking at?" Ming Cunfu followed Jiuzhu's gaze and saw a ready-to-wear store: "Any clothes you like?"
The son in purple who was riding a white horse had already entered the alley next to him, and Jiu Zhu retracted his gaze: "Brother, I am enjoying the scenery."
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Ming Cunfu was stunned for a moment, then distressed. My cousin, who has been raised in the mountains and fields all these years, feels that every ordinary street in the capital is a sight.
Touching the purse on his body, he gritted his teeth: "Let's go, my brother will take you to pick out clothes, you can buy whatever you like."
The family is strictly controlled, and he has never been rich in monthly money. It took a lot of effort for him to save this amount of money. There is only such a sister in the family, and he, as a cousin, is more generous.
"Okay." Jiuzhu nodded and jumped off the carriage.
Ming Cunfu glanced at his empty hands, and then at his cousin who was walking happily towards the rouge shop, secretly glanced around, and sighed.
It's okay, as long as no one sees it, it's not rude.
As soon as the two brothers and sisters walked into the rouge shop, someone stepped forward to talk to Ming Cunfu.
"Brother Ming." For the first time, Zhou Shucheng saw Ming Cunfu taking a woman out alone, and bowed forward: "Brother Lin is hosting a banquet in Bieyuan today, why didn't brother Ming go?"
"Brother Zhou." Ming Cunfu returned the salute: "I have been busy at home recently, and I have no time to worry about it. I would like to ask Brother Zhou to apologize to Brother Lin on my behalf."
Zhou Shucheng thought about it for a while and then understood. Ming Cunfu's father had recently been ordered by the emperor to visit the south. The family was worried that he would miss his homework, so he handed him over to Ming Jingzhou for discipline.
The news of Ming Jingzhou's daughter's engagement with King Chen has been widely heard. It is no wonder that Ming Cunfu hasn't gone out much in recent days.
"This girl..."
"This is my sister-in-law." Ming Cunfu smiled: "She has just returned to the capital. As my cousin, I naturally want to accompany her more."
Zhou Shucheng smiled and replied, bent down and bowed to Ming Jiuzhu: "Hello, Miss Ming."
The three brothers of the Ming family have a close relationship. Back then, the eldest of the Ming family was framed by a traitor.
It is stronger than many families to be able to stick to brotherhood before the interests of life and death.
It's just that life is not very good, the next generation finally has a daughter, but wants to marry King Chen.
Jiu Zhu felt that there was something wrong with the way this young man surnamed Zhou looked at her. It was like watching a rabbit that was shot by an arrow, about to be skinned and grilled.
"Walk slowly, gentleman."
Hearing the movement, Jiu Zhu raised her head and looked upstairs, facing the woman who happened to be going downstairs.
The woman was stunned for a moment, seeing Jiuzhu smiling at herself, and then smiled back with a slight curling of the corners of her lips.
"Brother, I've already picked it up." The woman walked to Zhou Shucheng's side and gave a slight blessing to the Ming brothers and sisters: "Master Ming, Miss Ming."
Here, here, it's that look like a rabbit on a barbecue grill again.
When the Zhou brothers and sisters left, Jiuzhu asked Ming Cunfu in a low voice, "Brother, does the whole capital know that I was poor before?"
Otherwise, why do they look at themselves with those eyes.
Ming Cunfu: "..."
No, they're just sympathizing that the person you're marrying isn't normal.
"Hey." Jiuzhu sighed, if only a few years ago had met these kind-hearted people from the capital, they would definitely be willing to donate incense money to the Taoist temple.
Picking out a few boxes of the most popular rouge, Jiuzhu followed Ming Cunfu to buy ready-to-wear.
The capital is prosperous, and the fabrics used for making clothes are also particular. When Ming Cun saw that there were many female customers in the shop, he went to the back to drink tea and let the maid accompany her to try clothes on the spring equinox.
The ready-to-wear shops frequented by dignitaries have all set up places for male customers to rest, probably to make the male customers wait patiently and let the female customers choose clothes with peace of mind.
"The girl has a good figure and looks good in whatever clothes she wears." The courtesan's tongue blossomed, and every time Jiuzhu tried on a dress, she could say different compliments.
"If this outfit is paired with the latest Bu Yao, the girl will be the goddess of the Moon Palace, and she will be fresh and down to earth." The maid helped Jiu Zhu to tidy up the skirt: "There are jewelry and jade items for sale on the third floor, the girl is willing to take a look. "
"Miss, today is the sixth son paying the bill, you must buy more." 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 Third Young Master spend the money back."
Ming Cunfu's generation is ranked in the order of the 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 her parents tell a lot about her brother.
"Will it be a bit too much?" Jiuzhu said on her lips, her feet already walking upstairs honestly.
There are not many sisters who will really feel guilty for spending their brother's money.
The waitress's smile became brighter and brighter. Which waitress would despise customers for buying too many things
What kind of tangle bracelets, Zhu dyed hairpins, jade beads and 10,000 flower crowns, if there is no coquettish customer to buy them, wouldn't they be lonely
"Why are these hairpin jewelry from your family so tacky. What kind of golden branches are wrapped around flowers, and red pearl tortoiseshells are really tacky!"
Jiu Zhu looked down at the golden branch wrapped in flower hairpin in her hand, she thought it was very beautiful, and silently turned her head to look at the young man who was talking.
"Only this jade bracelet can barely be seen."
Jiuzhu, who didn't like the jade bracelet at first: "..."
"Master, these are the fashionable styles at the moment." The waiter explained with a smile: "If you don't like it, we will show you some other styles."
"What is the most fashionable thing, it's just that a certain noble person in the palace likes these things recently, and the people in Beijing have started to learn it." The man sneered, with a bit of contempt in his tone, and ordered a few things at random: "That's all, the rest are all don't want."
"Girl." The maid pretended not to hear these words, and asked Jiuzhu in a low voice, "Would you like to try?"
"Okay." Jiuzhu handed the golden branch and the hairpin to the maid, and held up the bronze mirror to look at her face.
Her hair is dark and lush, and the golden branches are wrapped around the flower hairpin half-hidden. Not only is it not tacky, but it looks like a star has accidentally fallen on her hair.
The young man who took the jewelry box from the waiter, turned around and wanted to leave, saw Jiuzhu taking a self-portrait in the mirror: "This is such a custom..."
Um? !
Um…
It doesn't seem so vulgar.
"It's beautiful." Jiuzhu touched her hairpin, "I like it."
After finishing speaking, Jiu Zhu's eyes widened when he saw the young man who said that the golden branches were tangled in flowers was tacky, staring at him.
Why, I feel vulgar, and I won't let others buy it
"Girl has a good eye, this hairpin in your hair is like a laurel branch in the moon palace, and a jade flower in a jade pond." The young master came back to his senses, coughed dryly, and bowed slightly towards Jiuzhu.
Jiuzhu: "…"
It was as if she hadn't heard what he said just now.
No wonder that before she came to the capital, the two masters instructed her that some people in the capital were very thoughtful, and they were the most refrained from making deep conversations.
"Next is Zheng Wangnan, the prince of Pingyuan Hou's mansion. I don't know which daughter is the girl?" The young man saw that Jiuzhu didn't respond, and took a step forward.
Marquis of Pingyuan, Zheng…
Isn't it the family of the bear child who said in the palace that the imperial concubine was a demon concubine
Jiuzhu got up: "I like to be cheesy, I don't want to disturb, and I say goodbye."
People who can't teach children well, adults in the family have some problems with their brains, and she should stay farther away, who knows whether the brain disease will be passed on to others.
Looking at the back of the girl leaving in a hurry, Zheng Wangnan could actually see the smell of running away.
He turned to look at his attendant: "This prince is ugly?"
"Prince, you are dignified and your face is like a crown of jade."
Zheng Wangnan turned back to the waiter and said, "I'll buy the hairpin that the girl in Fangcai is wearing."
"Young Master." The attendant reminded in a low voice, "Don't you despise it being tacky?"
"Have you heard a word?" Zheng Wangnan raised his eyebrows with an unfathomable expression.
"what?"
"Men are fickle."
"Really?" A lazy voice came: "Come and show me."
Zheng Wangnan followed the sound and saw that the hand holding the jewelry box was almost useless. He couldn't help but look at the hidden room next to him. Why didn't anyone tell him that this person was in the hidden room
"Just now I heard that you have a lot of criticism about the preferences of the nobles in the palace." The Zipao son played with the whip in his hand and sat lazily on the chair: "I don't know which noble person in the palace likes to make Zheng Shizi so dissatisfied?"
"I didn't know Your Highness was here, I'm rude." Zheng Wangnan bowed to the end.
"Well." The purple-robed man nodded slightly: "It's not your fault, it's my fault that I shouldn't be here. Unfortunately, I'm in a bad mood today, and I can't hear what others say tacky."
The purple-robed man threw the whip on the table: "What's your full name?"
Zheng Wangnan gritted his teeth. He was the cousin of King Qi and the eldest son of the Marquis of Pingyuan. It was impossible for King Chen to know his name. This move was just humiliating him.
"That's all." The purple-robed man stood up: "Even if you say your name, this king can't remember it."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Zheng Wangnan, whose shoulders were trembling slightly, and suddenly laughed: "Don't be afraid, this king has always been tolerant towards mediocre people."
Zheng Wangnan trembled even more.
The last person who was "tolerated" by you is still moving stones on the outskirts of the city.
You thought I would believe your nonsense
impossible!