Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual

Chapter 273: The monastic old man (4)

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"Master? What's the matter with you?"

Mrs. Wei saw her husband staring blankly at the white cloth in his hand as if in a daze, so she hurriedly asked.

Master Wei was trying his best to collect memories about this white cloth in his mind. Yes, at that time, the old master did grab his hand and scribble on it, and his hand is still hurting now.

And at that time, when the white cloth was put on again, he was the one who watched it. At that time, the blood stains were clearly still there.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched his neck that was no longer in pain, and suddenly thought of something, he quickly turned around, and approached the bronze mirror used by Mrs. Wei to dress up.

In the bronze mirror, there is a middle-aged man with a beard staring in shock.

On the neck, it was clean, without any pinch marks.

This is impossible, how is it possible.

He could see clearly at that time that his neck was obviously covered with bruises.

Seeing her husband looking at the bronze mirror in shock, Mrs. Wei didn't even care about being jealous, so she came forward in fright and asked repeatedly, "Master, what are you looking at?"

Master Wei's mind was in a mess, for a while it was the unforgettable pain, and for a while it was the neck he saw from his father, coupled with the tingling fingers, he was in a trance.

Fortunately, he still remembered to appease his wife, adjusted his expression reluctantly, and said slowly, "I'm fine, you need to rest well, I'll go to my father's side for a while."

Tonight, he had to ask clearly, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to sleep well.

Mrs. Wei could only watch her husband step out of the door with a confused expression.

What exactly happened here

The master and the old man have never been very close, except for the necessary greetings on weekdays, they never set foot in the yard.

What's more, didn't this just come back from the old man

The two young couples walked over with support all the way, the master had never treated her like this perfunctorily.

Could it be that years of feelings were really given by an outsider...

Mr. Wei, who had left the door, didn't know how his wife was immersed in fantasy and was sad, so he walked out of the yard and walked straight to his father.

Unexpectedly, before he had gone two steps, the servants suddenly sent a message, saying that there was an invitation card, inviting Master Wei to the restaurant.

Originally, he didn't even want to go, after all, he was still pretending to be something, but the servant said, "Master, this is from Prince Liang's residence..."

Master Wei's footsteps stopped.

King Liang is the younger brother of the current Holy Majesty. Although he is not the same mother, and the power is not very great, he is still a prince. At the time, the previous emperor had five sons. Except for the Holy Majesty, only Liang Wang and the Holy Majesty's own children survived. But the throne hasn't been sealed yet.

Prince Liang's son is the same age as Mr. Wei, because the old man is a marquis, and Mr. Wei studied in the Imperial College with him at the beginning. The friendship between the two is only superficial, but it can be regarded as a good talker.

It's just that I haven't contacted for such a long time, why did I suddenly post a post, and I was so eager.

After all, Master Wei couldn't shirk it, he was worried about asking his father when he returned to the mansion, so he took someone to the restaurant mentioned in the post.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, the first thing he saw was his subordinate, looking at him with that familiar gentle smile.

Master Wei didn't have time to think about it, he greeted the prince sitting on the other side, but was stopped by him again.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, why is Ziqing so unfamiliar?"

The prince's appearance was still as chubby as when he entered school, Master Wei felt cold when he was called so intimately, laughed dryly, and sat down.

He was not very good at words, so after sitting for a while, he couldn't help asking why he was invited out this time.

The chubby prince shook his head and chuckled, "It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I met Han Yuan again and talked about you, so I wanted to ask you to come out for a few drinks."

Han Yuan is the name of Master Wei's subordinate. Hearing this, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the subordinate who was pouring himself a drink. Isn't Han Yuan from a farming family? How come he still recognizes Prince Liang's son who is no longer serving in the court.

He couldn't figure out how Han Yuan, who didn't like to go out very much, knew Han Yuan, so he just kept this matter in his heart silently, thinking that he would ask when the two of them were alone together in the future.

The three of them sat together, drinking and chatting about the past, which was a bit of fun. When the sky darkened slightly, the doubts in Master Wei's heart were completely dispelled, and he felt that he had never chatted so happily. .

Seeing that it was getting late, the prince proposed that the three of them should go to the road below the restaurant together, and Master Wei naturally readily agreed.

The capital city has always been prosperous, especially the street where this restaurant is located, which is even more lively. Now that the sky has just darkened, some vendors on the street have already lit up the lanterns they had prepared earlier and hung them in front of their stalls, and there are also entertainers taking The guy started to perform, attracting a group of people to watch.

Master Wei was urged by his mother to focus on the sage books when he was young, and he had to take care of family affairs when he was older. He had never seen such a lively scene, and he immediately smiled.

He walked faster, and Shizi and Han Yuan took a step behind. The two met their gazes, and Shizi gave a wink to a stall on the road. The stall owner nodded calmly, and put down his things. Front.

More and more lanterns were hung up, and the street was suddenly as bright as daytime. Master Wei was very excited, secretly thinking about the day when he would bring his wife and children out together.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly there was excitement ahead again, many people gathered together, and it seemed that something new had happened.

Although Mr. Wei likes to watch the fun, he doesn't like to join in the fun. He didn't take it to heart when he saw that he couldn't see clearly. What if we take a look together?"

After all, they were friends, and Master Wei couldn't refuse, so he nodded, and the three squeezed past together.

But he saw a young woman kneeling on the ground with her head bowed, wearing a filial piety dress and a white cloth on her head, and lying in front of her was a man with a pale face and eyes closed.

Sell yourself to bury your father

Master Wei was not interested in these things, but saw the woman who had been lowering her head slowly raised her head. After seeing her tear-stained face clearly, the eyes of the men around her brightened a little.

She is really a beauty.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty and filial, this woman is indeed as beautiful as a fairy.

The facial features are exquisite, the appearance is beautiful | gorgeous, coupled with the tears in the beautiful eyes, looking at the people around so pitifully at this moment, the hearts of most men present are half melted.

"It's really pitiful, but among the common people, women with such looks are really rare."

The chubby prince saw that Master Wei's eyes were clear, and he was not as surprised as the man next to him. His eyebrows were furrowed imperceptibly, but his face remained motionless. He sighed and said, "If it weren't for the rouge tiger at home, who is so stunning, I would be so beautiful today. It must be brought back."

Master Wei smiled and comforted, "Mrs. Shizi also admires you."

As he said, there was a bit of satisfaction in his smile.

Mrs. Geinwei is also like this. He is the only one who is devoted to him. Master Wei, who has never enjoyed his father's love since childhood and lost his mother prematurely, enjoys the feeling of being cared for by his wife.

Master Wei didn't accept the move, the son's face was a little stiff, but Han Yuan stood up and asked gently, "Brother Wei, seeing such a beauty, isn't your heart moved?"

"I heard that there is only one wife in Brother Wei's family. Meeting this woman today is also considered a fate. Why don't you go to the house and have a beautiful wife and concubine?"

"Impossible."

Master Wei shook his head and refused without thinking, "It's not suitable."

"Where is it inappropriate? Ziqing, you are an official of the court anyway. You don't have one or two concubines in your family. How can you say that, not to mention that this woman is indeed beautiful|glamorous."

The son intervened to lobby at the right time, but Master Wei still insisted, "I'm getting old, and the son in my family will be about the same age as this woman in a few years, so what's the point?"

He didn't care about oil and salt, Shizi's eyes immediately looked a little anxious, but Han Yuan still had that gentle and gentle expression, but there was a bit of sympathy for a friend on his face.

"Brother Wei doesn't want to, but because the wife at home is strict?"

The son understood, and his chubby face immediately showed a bit of disdain, "Is Ziqing being manipulated by a woman?"

However, Master Wei did not have the anger that a man's dignity was provoked as they wished, but looked at Shizi with some doubts.

Just now, didn't the prince still say that there is a rouge tiger at home? Why do you still despise yourself so much

Doubts are doubts, and those that should be answered still have to be answered.

"Your Majesty is just joking. My wife is gentle and never restrains me. It's just that I'm old and I don't like these romances."

"It's getting late, let's go back earlier."

The aggressive method didn't work.

The prince's face darkened slightly, but the woman kneeling on the ground suddenly grabbed Master Wei's calf, who was about to turn around and leave.

Weeping and weeping, "My lord, please buy me a slave, my lord, I beg you..."

Mr. Wei was caught and couldn't leave. He turned around and met a tearful eyebrow, which was full of pleading.

His heart moved, smelling the body fragrance from the woman, he was very embarrassed to find that he actually reacted, but fortunately his clothes covered it, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

but…

Mr. Wei was in a daze for a while, this woman is indeed beautiful, looking at it, she is also gentle, if she buys it home, instead of being a concubine, she can be a maid, and she can also be pleasing to the eye.

Thinking this way, he reached out to his pocket to take out the money.

After digging and digging, his bewildered brain suddenly woke up.

Ah, he has no money...

The two hundred and fifty taels were taken away by my father, and now Mr. Wei is penniless.

If you don't have money, you still want to buy a maid to go back. Fortunately, you didn't say it just now, otherwise you can't get the money if you say it, wouldn't it make people laugh.

Embarrassed and blushing, Master Wei took his hand out of his arms as naturally as possible, and took out his calf that was being grabbed by the woman.

"Girl, I can't help you, you can find someone else."

As he spoke, he was afraid that someone would find out that he had no money just now, Master Wei hurriedly greeted the two of them and left the crowd.

Phew, it was so close to embarrassing.

Good risk, good risk.

Behind him, the woman who was rejected was full of disbelief.

How is this possible? Didn't she use incense all the time

***

Mr. Wei, who hurried back to the mansion, walked in the door and suddenly remembered that he wanted to find his father, so he turned a corner and entered the old man's yard.

In the yard, the old man was looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back.

Master Wei went up to greet him and asked his father what are you doing.

Wei Mingyan said with a serious face, "Gaze at the stars at night."

Master Wei's spirit was shaken, and he looked up quickly.

But I saw that the sky was pitch black, and there were no stars for thousands of miles.