Chapter 121: Scholar
"Alright, don't look at it." Seeing that Zhuang Mingyue's gaze had been falling on the person who was being dragged away, Long Yuanxiu frowned unhappily.
"What did she do? Breaking her hands and feet? After all, Xin Yi's impression of Zhuang Mingyue is still very good, a maid who doesn't talk much but is very sensible, suddenly disappeared, and now she saw this scene again, and Zhuang Mingyue was inevitably dissatisfied with it.
"Just did something she shouldn't have done, okay, let's go."
Long Yuanxiu frowned, and wanted to reach out and pull the people around him, Zhuang Mingyue didn't move, it was a long time, and he didn't say anything.
It wasn't until a few people dragged Xin Yi away and couldn't see his figure at all that Zhuang Mingyue retracted his gaze and left with Long Yuanxiu.
"Are you still thinking about it?" They had all returned to the hall, and Long Yuanxiu saw that the people around him had been in a daze, and they didn't speak for a long time, looking at her with a frown.
Zhuang Mingyue shook her head, even if she had some doubts about Xin Yi's broken hands and feet, but she knew more about Long Yuanxiu, even if Long Yuanxiu was in a high position, she never careless of human life, since she would make such a punishment to Xin Yi, she thought that something had happened.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" Retracting her thoughts, Zhuang Mingyue looked at the people sitting on the side, "When I left yesterday, I forgot to make an appointment with His Royal Highness to meet today......
"I guess he won't be here today." Long Yuanxiu replied coldly, "If you want to go out, then let's go." ”
While the sun is shining, it's still early.
Originally, he wanted Zhuang Mingyue to get in the carriage and go for a walk outside the city, but Zhuang Mingyue insisted that he only wanted to walk around the neighborhood.
Long Yuanxiu couldn't screw her, so he had to agree.
The two of them changed into their usual clothes, and they were just two or three little guys around them.
walked out of the door, walked along the street, passed a crossroads, Zhuang Mingyue didn't think about it, heard the street on the left was full of people, and led people to turn left.
After passing through a slightly narrow alley, the vision of the moment I walked out of the alley became wider.
There are also a lot more people than when I first went out.
"Bang!"
While the two walked forward, Zhuang Mingyue carefully observed the people on both sides of the road, even if it was just a small vendor selling inconspicuous small things, Zhuang Mingyue would go forward to take a look.
Long Yuanxiu didn't say a word, and followed quietly by his side.
Just as Zhuang Mingyue walked towards a vendor selling rouge gouache and was picking at a box of rouge gouache, the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground suddenly came from behind her.
The loud sound startled Zhuang Mingyue, who was concentrating on picking things.
Turning back with a little surprise and shock, Zhuang Mingyue found that it was a thin and tall man who had been thrown to the ground.
The man was pale, disorganized, and had a lot of patches on his clothes.
Being thrown out is obviously not a pleasant thing, and when Zhuang Mingyue turned his head, the man had already climbed up neatly on his hands and feet, but his face was flushed, and his ears were almost red as if they were dripping blood.
"Phew! I'm telling you! Don't come to us if you don't have money! Look at you, poor sour
Appearance! Don't dirty our girl. ”
A plump middle-aged woman stood in front of her shop with her waist crossed, holding a handkerchief in one hand, pointing at the man who had been thrown to the ground, and the other hand on her waist.
"Don't deceive people too much!" When the man stood up, he was scolded by someone pointing at his face, and at the moment he only felt that his face was dull, and he was very polite when he pointed at this woman.
Unexpectedly, this middle-aged woman laughed out loud and said, "What? The people who come to play in our building don't know that the girl has to pay! You poor scholar! Is it possible that you still want to eat and drink for nothing? It's just that you pay according to the normal charging standard, why did it become that we deceived people too much, obviously we don't have money, so please don't come out and be embarrassed, okay? ”
The scholar opened his mouth, and after a long time, he couldn't say a word, and many people had gathered around him since this person was thrown out, pointing and looking at the scholar and the middle-aged woman.
"Qingyin girl is both talented and beautiful! How could you have wasted your years in these places! The scholar hasn't been able to say it for a long time, so Zhuang Mingyue took a step back without a trace, and was blocked by Long Yuanxiu half of his body, hearing that the scholar was silent for a long time, and finally held back such a sentence.
The middle-aged woman burst out laughing as if she had heard some big joke.
"Which girl who came to us was not willing? You can go in and ask your Qingyin girl yourself! I will say again that we can't accommodate your big Buddha in this building, since you think that our vulgar places are not worthy of you as an elegant person, then please don't come to influence the old lady to do business in the future! ”
"I'm going to redeem Miss Qingyin!" The man suddenly opened his mouth wide and raised his voice.
The middle-aged woman snorted coldly in disdain, and then said, "You ask the people around you, who doesn't know that Qingyin is the Oiran in our building?" If you want to redeem her, you can do it, if you can come up with this number, I promise to send Miss Qingyin out to you without saying a word. ”
As the middle-aged woman spoke, she compared a number with her hand, and the man frowned and said with difficulty: "Five hundred taels of silver!" Why don't you grab it? ”
The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and said, "Who told you that it was five hundred taels of silver?" If you want to redeem our Oiran, you must prepare at least 500 taels of gold. ”
"You!" The scholar was blocked and speechless, and stretched out his hand to point at the middle-aged woman. However, this person no longer had the patience to accompany the scholar to entangle, so he just coolly left a sentence and turned to leave.
"We welcome everyone to come and enjoy ourselves, but if you want to eat a bully meal like today, it is absolutely impossible, and in the future, we will no longer welcome this person in this building! Please roll as far as you want. ”
One of the protagonists is gone, and the other is no longer clamoring.
The people around pointed and pointed, and after seeing enough of the excitement, they also dispersed in twos and threes, leaving only this scholar with his head down, standing here for a long time, and refusing to move his steps.
I don't know how long it was, but the person inside suddenly brought out a basin of cold water and poured it on the scholar's body mercilessly. The scholar suddenly woke up and left with difficulty.
Zhuang Mingyue finished watching this play. I opened my mouth wide. Zhuang Mingyue
After watching this play. I opened my mouth wide.
"This ......"
Before he could say a word, the boss who sold rouge gouache behind him said: "Madam, don't sympathize with that scholar!"
The boss suddenly opened his mouth like this, which aroused Zhuang Mingyue's curiosity, and he didn't even have time to correct the boss's address to himself: "Why did the boss say this?"
The boss looked at the direction of the scholar's departure, and cautiously looked at the Yihong Building opposite, and then said: "That scholar's family background was okay before, but then I don't know why his family was in the middle of the road, leaving him alone, he is a person who loves to read, and he is full of mouths all day long, and the most despised is those of us who sell things, but he himself doesn't know how to pee and take pictures, just like him, no one in the whole street can look down on him."
"It's not a bad thing to like reading, maybe one day he can become an official because of his talent?" Zhuang Mingyue picked up a box of rouge in her hand and looked at it carefully.
The boss hurriedly recommended other colors to her, looking at the extraordinary appearance of the two of them, he put out the best colors on his stall: "If he can enter the court as an official, it will be really weird, except for reading, he can't do anything, when his family was in the middle of the road, when Lao Tzu was sick in bed, it was because he didn't know anything, and he starved to death alive!" As a result, later, because the Qingyin girl of Yihong Mansion happened to go shopping once, the scholar bumped into her, and since then, she has been entangled here every day, and people don't know how many times she has been thrown out, and she has not changed her teachings. Later, I almost broke my hands and feet. ”
"I thought that a scholar could have some skills, but as a result, he couldn't do anything without money, and he didn't look down on that either, and in the end, he didn't come to drink flower wine all day." When the boss mentioned the scholar, his face was full of disdain, and he was obviously extremely disdainful.
Zhuang Mingyue nodded, and in the end she didn't say anything, just picked out two boxes of rouge with a color that could be seen and paid.
Leave with the boss smiling all over his face.
It wasn't until the boss couldn't hear the distance between the two that Zhuang Mingyue turned his head to look at Long Yuanxiu and said, "What do you think of the scholar that the boss talked about just now?"
Long Yuanxiu didn't have much expression on his face, he just said indifferently: "I don't think much of it, it's useless to be a scholar."
"It's not good to say, what if he really has real talent and learning? Maybe they and Miss Qingyin really love each other? ”
Zhuang Mingyue's guess was Long Yuanxiu's disapproval: "No, if it were you, would you fall in love with such a man?" Since that woman is an Oiran, there must be many high-ranking officials and nobles she has seen, how could she fall in love with such a person? A scholar who does not want to make progress and does not seek progress? ”
Zhuang Mingyue shook his head: "We don't know anyone either, and we can't conclude that he doesn't want to make progress."
Long Yuanxiu smiled: "Then do you want to go and have a look?"
Zhuang Mingyue was aroused, and said hesitantly: "Can this work?" The others ......."
Long Yuanxiu nodded, and said as a matter of course: "Of course, you can, as long as you want to do it, you can go, others will naturally be taken care of, you don't have to worry too much."
Zhuang Mingyue didn't speak.