Huiyun was a little absent-minded when she returned to the Rose Pavilion. Shu Huan thought it was Zhang Hanfang who gave her some embarrassment, but after asking a few words, she replied no, and only picked up what Ding Mama had said. He reasoned that he had a headache and avoided the room.
Shu Huan was puzzled, but she knew that Huiyun had a good idea, if there was something she didn't want to say, she couldn't ask it, so she didn't pay much attention to it, and just asked someone to hire a tailor to come back and tailor it for Aunt Yun Two new clothes, let the kitchen cook birthday noodles the next day, and add some good dishes. As for the jewelry, let's just leave it alone, anyway, she doesn't have the intention to win over Aunt Yun, she just wants to be safe with each other and not interfere with each other.
The day was peaceful until night, when Shu Huan was drawing charcoal sticks on bamboo paper for her design of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, when he heard the beautiful scenery coming and going, he said that it was the young master of the Zhang family who came to the door, and couldn't help being startled.
Zhang Zirong nominally went to the other courtyard to escape the summer heat, but in fact he ran out every now and then, and he didn't know where he went. In short, he was not in the other courtyard for more than half of the time, and he was there occasionally. It was also lively all day long, either inviting a few or two friends over for drinks, or asking Ban Xiaoxi to babble and sing in the Zhuohua Pavilion where he lived, and never had time to go to them.
If Shu Huan deliberately avoided seeing Zhang Hanfang, then she didn't seem to be aware of Zhang Zirong's existence at all, so she was a little taken aback when she heard about Meijing, before thinking of him. Who is the young master's name
Gu Xiran, who was leaning on the bed and reading a book, reacted before her, threw down the book in his hand and said, "I'll go out and meet you."
Shu Huan, who was about to get up, took advantage of the momentum and sat back in the chair. Anyway, she was not interested in the members of the Zhang family.
The sound insulation of the ancient house was not very good. At first, the greetings from the outer room could still be heard clearly, but Shu Huan was too focused on her drawing, so she didn't hear all those words. After thinking about it for a while, the outside became quiet After coming down, Jingjing walked in with a depressed face, and turned over the suitcase without saying a word.
Hearing the movement close at hand, Shu Huan came back to his senses, wondering: "What are you looking for?"
Meijing said in a muffled voice, "Find some thicker clothes for Second Master."
Shu Huan was taken aback: "He wants to go out?"
Meijing wondered, "Second Mistress didn't hear that?"
Shu Huan shook his head.
Only then did Meimei spit softly: "The young master Biao is not a good person."
This servant girl has become more and more daring after being used to it, and she can say anything without any taboos.
Shu Huan looked at her helplessly and said, "How did he offend you?"
"Second Mistress, don't make fun of me. I'm a little maid. How can I let Master Biao offend me?" Meijing flipped through the suitcase and said, "Master Biao, when he opened his mouth first, he said a few serious things, saying that he The girl is used to her temper at home, and her temper is not very good. I taught the second master to be more forgiving, and even apologized for Miss Zhang... "
Shu Huan was puzzled: "Isn't it great that he can come and apologize for my sister?"
Meimei suddenly blushed and said, "What's the matter? As he was talking, he chatted with the second master about eating flowers and wine, and said that he invited two sisters who could sing, and invited the second master to have a drink." Listen to the singing."
Shu Huan finally understood, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "So, your second master went to Zhuohua Pavilion to eat flower wine?"
Meimei looked at her face and nodded.
Shu Huan lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly grabbed the charcoal again and continued to draw her picture.
Meijing wondered, "Second Grandma, don't you care?"
"What do you care?" Shu Huan didn't raise his head, and said in a somewhat dispirited way: "It's not unusual for a man to eat flowers and wine, go to a kiln and take a concubine."
Meimei choked, and finally choked out a sentence after a long while: "Not all of them are like this..."
"Hmm." Shu Huan nodded his head twice: "Most of the poor are not among them."
But it's not that I don't want to, but that I can't. Looking at the children of officials and rich families, how many of them are not in groups of wives and concubines? The master of the Gu family took five concubines, and even Gu Xi had two concubines in his heavenly house, not counting those messy concubines and girls in the house, everyone thought it was normal, even if Lin and Fang felt a little bit of concubines. Resentment, in front of people, I have to find a better explanation for my man's flirtatiousness——
That's for flowering and loose leaves, to carry on the family line
Shu Huan wrinkled her nose disapprovingly. This is an era when stallions are proud of themselves, but she doesn't want to criticize anything. This kind of thing has happened throughout the ages, let alone ancient times, and modern times are not the same. It's just that the former is open and aboveboard, while the later Those who want to hide and hide.
It is impossible for a man not to be lustful, there is no emotional foundation, as long as he is beautiful, he can do loving things, the only difference is that when the promiscuity gradually becomes charming, some people have a sense of responsibility and self-control, and can control it own physical urges, while others succumb to physical pleasures...
Seeing her in a daze, Meimei thought she couldn't think about it, and persuaded her: "It's all my fault...Second Mistress, don't take this matter to heart, Second Master is not such a person, he went to drink with Master Biao, but It's just entertainment, it's not a big deal... let alone..."
What's more, there is a beautiful and quiet Aunt Yun in the room, and I didn't see the second master resting with her overnight...
It's just that these words are not easy for Meimei to say, so she can only swallow the words on the tip of her tongue.
Shu Huan glanced sideways at her, and suddenly laughed: "Why are you worrying about me, don't you still have to send clothes over? Go quickly."
This is, let her go over there and stare, right
Jingmei's heart was excited, she nodded immediately and said, "I'll go right away"
As she was walking, she was still thinking in her heart, in order not to be sent to work by those two masters just making excuses, should she drag Hui Yun with her, but if they all left, the second grandma would stay alone, What should I do if I can't find anyone for tea or water...
Shu Huan watched her go out excitedly, and couldn't help shaking his head secretly.
What was this little maid thinking about? I just didn't want to continue such entangled topics, so I just sent her out casually.
As for what kind of person Gu Xiran is, Shu Huan still can't figure it out, she can only be sure that he has a good character. He went to drink with Zhang Zirong without hiding anything from her. What kind of secret could there be? It's just as Meimei said, socializing, but what can this represent? He still has a concubine in his house, and the future is still unknown
Even if he doesn't want to take a concubine himself, there is no guarantee that his family will not force him to take a concubine
And she, what right does she have to care about and control her
The longer she stayed in ancient times, the more she realized that the idea of leaving the Gu family was unrealistic.
If the current situation continues, Gu Xiran will not divorce her if nothing unexpected happens. Could she still sneak away under the pretext of running away from his wife? She didn't think about whether she could escape smoothly and whether she had money to survive. She had no way to get things done just by getting her way and household registration, let alone all the other troubles that came with it. She couldn't think of...
Shu Huan sighed secretly, confused
Should we compromise with reality, or struggle with idealism for a while...
this is a problem