Boom! Boom! Boom!
Outside, a soul-stirring rumbling drum sound reached the Linhuai Marquis Mansion, exploding like a spring thunder. It felt as if a god swung a drumstick as thick as a mountain and slammed it hard on the drumhead as wide as a lake.
The windows trembled as the drums boomed.
"Long live, long live, long live..."
Faintly, you could hear the sound of people cheering "Long live the emperor".
"What's going on outside?" Zhu Ping'an put down the "Art of War" in his hand and looked out the window in confusion.
"Master, Master, the emperor is granting amnesty outside. I heard that the emperor has come in person and all the prisoners in the capital have been released. It's so crowded outside and many people have gone to watch." Hua'er, the chubby little maid, came in trotting like a magpie, holding up her skirt, chattering.
There really is a general amnesty!
Although Zhu Ping'an knew that Emperor Jiajing was going to grant amnesty to the whole country, the deadline had not yet come. Now the deadline has finally come.
Emperor Jiajing issued a general amnesty, and Senior Brother Yang’s life was saved!
Zhu Ping'an was overjoyed, and couldn't help getting up excitedly when he heard that. However, he forgot about his physical condition, and when he pressed the bed to get up, he pulled the wound on his buttock. Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but gasp in pain, but even though his buttocks hurt terribly, Zhu Ping'an still had an expression of joy on his face.
Thinking that Senior Brother Yang was no longer in danger of losing his life, Zhu Ping'an touched his injured buttocks and felt from the bottom of his heart that the beating in the court was worth it.
"Uncle, slow down..."
When the chubby little maid Hua'er saw Zhu Ping'an stand up, she couldn't help but run over worriedly and support Zhu Ping'an.
"Uncle, do you want to change...change clothes?"
The chubby little maid Hua'er supported Zhu Ping'an and asked in a voice as shy as a mosquito. After asking, her pretty face turned red with shame, like a cooked crab that revealed its true form.
"ha?"
Zhu Ping'an was stunned and failed to follow the rhythm of the little maid Hua'er.
"Change clothes, Master, are you going to change clothes?" The chubby little maid Hua'er repeated it in a mosquito-like voice. Her shy little face turned even redder, and her head was almost buried in the pair of big breasts.
Change clothes
In ancient times, "更衣" was not only a euphemism for changing clothes, but also a euphemism for urination and defecation.
Huaer thought she was going to the toilet
Well.
You know what, it was probably because I drank too much tea and ate too much fruit. After hearing what Huaer said, I really felt a strong urge to defecate.
But thinking about his current situation of limited mobility, if he wanted to urinate, he really needed someone to help him, otherwise he couldn't even get out of bed, and couldn't stand after getting out of bed. Thinking of this, even though Zhu Ping'an was thick-skinned, he couldn't help but blush at this moment.
But the problem is that in the backyard of the Linhuai Marquis's mansion, except for the male master, no other male servants are allowed to enter. Liu Dadao and his men are naturally out of reach, as there are only women here. If he needs help, it can only be the maids like Hua'er, or the old maid. If he has to choose one to help him urinate, Zhu Ping'an will definitely not choose the old maid.
Of course, paintings are also included.
In this kind of thing, it seems that he is being taken advantage of, but in fact, it is the girl who is being taken advantage of. In the ancient feudal society, men and women are not clear about what they do, and the reputation of girls is still very important. If I let Huaer help me urinate, if people spread gossip, it will be bad for Huaer's reputation and may affect her future marriage. So, Huaer should just forget it.
"Ahem, where's that painting, Sister Li?"
Zhu Pingan coughed and asked a little embarrassedly. After thinking about it, he could only trouble Li Shu. Of course, he would not trouble Li Shu too much. He just asked Li Shu to support him a little. He would handle the rest by himself. After all, he only had his buttocks and thighs injured by the caning, and his hands were fine.
"The eldest lady's husband has a mistress outside. After the eldest lady came back in a huff, she became angrier and angrier. She was so angry that she smashed a set of precious blue and white porcelain and even tried to commit suicide. The old lady called the young lady to comfort her." The chubby little maid Hua'er raised her rosy little face and replied in a low voice.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a kind of anticipation and eagerness on Zhu Pinganjue’s blushing little face.
That doesn't make sense.
It must be an illusion.
Zhu Ping'an closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you holding it in... Are you feeling sick? I... I'll help you get out of bed and change your clothes." Hua'er saw Zhu Ping'an shaking his head and thought that he was dizzy and couldn't hold it in anymore. She didn't care about being shy or reserved anymore and asked with concern and said anxiously.
Can't hold it in anymore?!
How could that be.
Zhu Ping'an's face turned red.
“Son-in-law, it’s not good to hold it in. I heard from Madam Liu that if a man holds it in, it will… affect that…” Hua’er, the chubby little maid, said with her head down and a blushing face, her ears red.
Zhu Pingan was stunned for a second before he realized who Hua'er was talking about. So, what are you asking about all day long, little girl? !
"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, I'm not holding it in. I don't need to change clothes now. I'm just a little excited when I heard that the emperor has issued a general amnesty." Zhu Ping'an coughed, explained softly, and took a breath to suppress the urge to defecate.
Li Shu has been out for a while. I think she should be back soon, so I can endure it for a while longer.
"oh."
The chubby little maid Huaer said "oh" when she heard this, and there was a hint of disappointment on her rosy little face.
Just at this moment, a little girl came in with a basin of fruit.
Seeing the little girl coming in, Baozi's maid Hua'er seemed to have thought of something. She took the fruit plate from the little girl and sent her out, "You go to the pharmacy and keep an eye on the medicine for the son-in-law. I'll just serve here."
Baozi's maid Hua'er was the top maid in the mansion, and was also secretly known as the maid who accompanied the master in the first room. She was considered half the master, so the little maid naturally did not dare to disobey and obediently followed the order to go to the pharmacy.
Hua'er saw the little girl leave and nodded her chin in satisfaction. It was already afternoon, and the son-in-law would definitely change his clothes. If the son-in-law changed his clothes, of course it would be the most appropriate for me to serve him. I was the maid appointed by the young lady, and before the young lady went to the eldest lady, she also told me to take good care of the son-in-law.
Many maids in the mansion looked at the son-in-law with eyes that seemed to want to eat him. I wonder how many little girls have the idea of climbing into his bed. It was because the son-in-law always kept himself clean that they failed. If they were to help the son-in-law change his clothes, they might have some bad intentions. Last time, a maid next to the sixth young lady wanted to climb into his bed when the son-in-law was drunk, which made the young lady very angry. Humph, I have to help the young lady keep an eye on them and not give them a chance.