After the banquet, Yan Shifan took the proprietress back to the Yan Mansion, where there would definitely be some more trouble*.
It is said that Yan Shifan could be called the Edison Chen of ancient times. However, given his limited skills, in order to count how many women he had slept with, Yan Shifan specially asked people from the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau to make a batch of white thick towels about two feet long. When he had sex with women, he would spread these white thick towels on the bed. After each sex, he would leave a piece of the thick towel and throw the towels under the bed.
Moreover, Yan Shifan had a concubine who was specifically responsible for counting the number of thick towels under the bed. It was said that in a year, the number of thick towels could accumulate to more than 900, which means that Yan Shifan played with three women on average every day.
But according to what Zhang Siwei said, of course he also heard it from others, Yan Shifan's tool seemed to be quite small.
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Why can't I help but think of the poem "If you work hard enough, you can grind an iron rod into a needle"? It's so dirty. I didn't expect you to be such a Li Bai... ...
Zhu Ping'an, slightly drunk, bid farewell to everyone, then took the pass from Yan Shifan and headed for Linhuai Marquis's Mansion. Some people in the court were different, and with Yan Shifan's handwritten note, he had a smooth journey and no one dared to stop him.
It was also late at night. When I returned to Linhuai Marquis' Mansion, everyone there was asleep.
Although everyone was asleep, the gifts to celebrate Zhu Ping'an's promotion were delivered to his guest room by the servants. When Zhu Ping'an returned to his guest room, he saw the gifts sent by various people in the mansion. Zhu Ping'an packed up the gifts and put them in the corner of the room, preparing to leave them directly in the mansion when he left.
The relationship between him and Li Shu was fake to begin with, so there was no reason for him to accept the gift from the Li family.
After a quick wash, he lay down on the bed to rest, the slight intoxication made him sleepy, and he soon fell asleep.
The next morning, Zhu Ping'an got up very early. Countless stars were still embedded in the dark sky outside, but Zhu Ping'an had already washed and dressed.
"Hehe... Congratulations, son-in-law, on your promotion. Miss has specially asked the kitchen to prepare more dishes for him." The little maidservant Baozi came very early today, nearly an hour earlier than usual. She opened Zhu Ping'an's door with a food box in her arms, smiling sweetly.
As the little maid Baozi said this, she held the food box to her chest to seek credit, like a kitten waiting for praise.
"Then thank your young lady for me." Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but smile when he saw this.
"What nonsense are you talking about, you silly girl? Who specifically told the kitchen to add more food? I just don't want the food I bought to go to waste."
Li Shu's voice was very timely. Just as Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, Li Shu's lark-like voice came over. After entering the room, Li Shu glared at the little maid Baozi so hard that she almost turned into a quail.
Li Shu's flowing Hanfu was cleverly designed to look like a swan costume, which was very eye-catching. The powder and ink outlined the effect of a swan's wings, and coupled with Li Shu's delicate face and fair skin, she was simply incredibly beautiful.
Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Seeing this, the joy in Li Shu's ink-black eyes flashed away, but she deliberately put on anger on her face and glared at Zhu Pingan, calling him "brother".
"Zhu Ping'an, you've become bolder after being promoted. Look again. Believe it or not, I'll have someone dig out your eyes." Li Shu said coquettishly, revealing her little fangs.
As expected, no matter how beautiful a person is, when she becomes willful, she loses all feeling.
Zhu Ping'an shook his head, and then suddenly found that there seemed to be a black mole on the tip of Li Shu's nose. No, after looking carefully, he found that the black spot was not a mole. Instead, it looked like ash at the bottom of a pot.
When Zhu Ping'an was a child, he often helped his mother Chen to make fire and was very familiar with the ash at the bottom of the pot.
The tip of Li Shu's nose looks like soot from the bottom of a pot, which is a bit strange. How could Li Shu, a dignified young lady, have soot from the bottom of a pot on her nose? If Baozi, a little maid, had soot from the bottom of a pot on her nose, it would be normal. Although Baozi was a personal maid, it was normal for her to help in the kitchen occasionally. But. How could Li Shu have soot from the bottom of a pot on her nose
"Ah, why are you still reading? Have you read all the holy books into a dog's stomach?"
Zhu Pingan had been staring at Li Shu. As the person involved, Li Shu was naturally aware of this. She was secretly happy in her heart, but her face was pouting and she kept complaining.
"Do you think you are beautiful?" Zhu Ping'an looked at the black spot that swayed along Li Shu's nose when she was pouting, and couldn't help but asked with a soft smile.
"Hmph, what do you think?" Li Shu said coquettishly, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with pride.
"I think you are like a white lotus emerging from the mud." Zhu Ping'an laughed softly.
White lotus growing out of mud? When Li Shu heard this, a hint of joy appeared on her lips. After hearing Zhu Ping'an's words, Li Shu immediately thought of the words in Zhou Dunyi's "On the Love of Lotus" in the Song Dynasty: "I only love the lotus that grows out of mud without being stained, washes in the clear water without being coquettish..."
This idiot is saying that I am pure and beautiful, despite being untainted by the mud.
And “I only love lotus...” means I just like lotus. And this idiot said I’m like white lotus, so doesn’t that mean “I just like you...” Is this idiot trying to confess his love to me
Stop thinking too much, Li Shu. How could this idiot think so much? He must be overthinking about the confession. This idiot just said casually that I am holy and beautiful. A nerd like him would not think so much.
In just the blink of an eye, countless thoughts popped up in Li Shu's mind.
"You, huh, don't think that I can forgive you just because you say nice things." Li Shu's pretty face turned slightly red and she said angrily.
"Uh, you think too much." Zhu Pingan shook his head and smiled, "I mean you are conceited."
Go to hell, you idiot! You actually called me vain!
Hearing this, Li Shu wanted to bite Zhu Pingan into pieces! This bad guy is bullying me again. The white lotus that grows out of the mud, the mud is smelly, the lotus is beautiful, and the combination of "white lotus that grows out of the mud" is conceited. Bad guy, this bad guy! He is playing tricks on me again!
"Zhu Ping'an..." Li Shu was about to lose her temper.
"There's dust on the tip of your nose." Zhu Ping'an said lightly when Li Shu's little universe was about to explode.
Zhu Ping'an's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing Li Shu's anger.
"Gray?" Li Shu was stunned, then quickly walked to the bronze mirror in Zhu Ping'an's room and started looking at it.
"It's not dust." Li Shu said as she wiped the dust off the tip of her nose in front of the mirror. Then, with a slightly red face, she said hurriedly, "That was when I was drawing my eyebrows this morning, and the ink pen accidentally fell on the tip of my nose."
Oh, so that's how it is. I was wondering why there was soot on the tip of Li Shu's nose. It turned out that the eyebrow pencil accidentally fell on the tip of her nose when she was putting on makeup. Zhu Pingan nodded and agreed with Li Shu's explanation. (To be continued.)