"Master Huangfu, please come in."
The maid pushed open the door of the master bedroom and signaled Zhao Ding to go in, but she had no intention of going in and stood outside the door.
"Thank you."
Zhao Ding nodded and thanked, then walked inside.
There is an elegant light fragrance upon entering, which is extremely comfortable, neither strong nor light.
It should be the popular cloud incense in Daqian. It is a high-end incense that imitates ambergris.
However, judging from the fragrance type, there should be more or less real ambergris ingredients in it.
Each grain is worth thousands of gold.
This Snow Blossom Book Apartment seems to be really thoughtful.
When he was developing perfume in Youzhou, Zhao Ding also spent some time studying various incense.
In addition, there is a stove in each of the four corners of the room, burning smokeless charcoal fire.
Although there is some strange fragrance, it complements the fragrance of cloud head incense and makes it more elegant.
The ground is paved with fine silk fabrics, and even if you step on it with bare feet, it doesn't feel cold at all.
It is embroidered with lotus flowers and clouds of auspicious clouds.
When a woman walks on it, lotus flowers grow at every step; when a man walks on it, he walks smoothly into the clouds.
At this moment, in the wine room, Madam Shuyu, who looked extremely elegant, was sitting on her knees on the low table in the middle of the room, serving tea on the table.
The pale white veil has long been removed, revealing a fresh and refined face.
Seeing Zhao Ding arrive, a smile appeared on his face, with two small pear nests.
As their eyes met, Mrs. Shuyu nodded slightly, with a shy smile on her lips.
More shy.
After all, it is the book apartment of Qinghefang.
When she was playing the piano, she was elegant and cool, and she was aloof from the world. When she was drinking, she was like a lady, gentle and elegant. Now, when they meet in private, she is charming and charming.
With such a completely different attitude, even Zhao Ding couldn't help but sigh.
There are really two heads, one big!
"Master?"
Madam Shuyu smiled foolishly, lowered her head and said shyly: "Why do you, Master, look at the slave family like that?"
Zhao Ding said with emotion: "It is said that Su Luoshu in Qinghefang has a peerless appearance and beauty, but today after seeing the book in Blooming Snow, I realized that there is someone outside the world, and there is a sky beyond the sky. With such beauty, in my opinion, it is Su Luoshu Since I am here today, I also want to say that Mrs. Xue Xue is even better.
Even if Mrs. Xue Xue is the most beautiful woman in my career, I believe her. "
"Master Huangfu, please don't make fun of me."
Xianxue pursed her thin red lips, lowered her head shyly, and smiled broadly, obviously very happy.
…
Inside the tea room next door.
Mr. Sun drank three whole pots of tea, and his bladder protested twice.
After all, I couldn't bear it anymore.
Did my grandson Zainen really come to drink tea?
Sun Zairen stood up with grumbling and walked towards the master bedroom, but was blocked by the maid at the door.
"Xue Xue Shu Ying invited me to join the show. I also waited in the tea room for a long time. Why haven't I been seen yet in Xue Xue Shu Ying?"
Looking at the maid in front of him, Sun Zainen could not help but complain in his heart and asked.
"Don't be surprised, Mr. Sun, my wife has already chosen someone else."
The eldest maid smiled slightly, bowed her slender waist, and bowed, showing that she was neither humble nor overbearing.
Sun Zai couldn't help but feel angry and his teeth itched for a while.
"Since you have already chosen me, why should you change your mind suddenly? Could it be that Madam Shuyu feels that Sun's family is in a state of decline and he has not yet achieved success, so she looks down on me, Sun, in order to amuse my grandson from having fun?"
Sun Zai couldn't hold back his anger, his teeth were itching, his eyes were a little red, he cocked his neck and looked at the maid in front of him, and threatened with a fierce expression: "To be honest, His Highness the Ninth Prince Yama is about to reorganize the Imperial College and expand the enrollment. Before the death of our parents, we also Leave some connections in the official department.
In the near future, Mr. Sun will go to the Imperial College to study and become a student of the Imperial College. When there is a vacancy in the imperial court in the future, Mr. Sun will fill the vacancy.
At that time, I hope Madam Shuyu will not regret what she did today. "
Sun Zainen's tone was fierce and his eyes were ferocious. He no longer looked like the handsome young master before. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the maid at the door.
"Sir, if Madam Shuyu has such a judgment, it is natural that Madam Shuyu will make her own decision. Besides, Young Master also knows that my Madam Shuyu is said to have both talent and beauty, and she likes scholars the most.
Naturally, the reason why Mr. Sun was recruited today was because he was very talented and knowledgeable at a young age, so he did this. However, Mr. Sun has lost some of his grace in this move now.
It's really a bit disgraceful. "
The eldest maid looked at Sun Zainen with an indifferent expression.
Being able to open a brothel in Yingtian, a brothel that sells art but not one's body, naturally has someone behind it.
The big shot might not care about other things, but if he makes trouble in the brothel again, that's not going to happen.
"What do you mean? My grandson is just talking about matters, why should I be disdainful? On the contrary, your wife, Shuyu, has gone back on her word. In my opinion, the name of this talented and beautiful woman is not worthy of the name!"
Sun Zainen seemed to be aware that his words and deeds just now were a little too much, but he still insisted on asking loudly for the sake of face.
"Cuiluo, since Mr. Sun is not convinced and says that the Nu family is not worthy of its name, take Mr. Huangfu's poems out and show him."
Madam Shuyu's feminine voice came from the room.
There is also a hint of coldness in the tenderness.
The eldest maid named Cui Luo glanced at Sun Zainen cautiously, called two turtle slaves to stand at the door, then opened the curtain to a gap that only allowed one person to pass through, and quickly walked in.
After a while, he came out again.
He handed the rice paper with wild cursive writing to Sun Zainen.
The latter showed disdain. After a glance, the disdain on his face suddenly solidified on his face, and then slowly melted away, replaced by shock, shock, and disbelief...
He stood there for a long time, his fingers trembling slightly, then he cupped his fists and bowed toward the inside of the curtain, and respectfully handed the rice paper back.
"I lost today."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left in a hurry.
…
The place where the outside of the wine house meets the inner room.
The curtain shook.
In the eyes of the guests who had not had time to disperse.
Sun Zainen followed suit and walked out with some loss of voice.
Ah this....
Isn’t it a bit fast?
But looking at the look on Sun Zainen's face made them realize that something was wrong.
It seemed like he was kicked out.
"Brother Sun, what's wrong with you?"
A young man who was about the same age as Sun Zainen and also dressed as a scholar walked up. He seemed to be concerned, but in fact he was gossiping.
Earlier, the maid called the man named Huangfu away, but not long after, Sun Zainen, who had been recruited before, came out in despair.
It was obvious that someone had cut him off halfway and robbed him of the opportunity to meet in private with the beautiful lady from Qinghefang and go further.
