Don't believe anyone else.
After saying this, Cui Shoufu touched Cui Lin's head lovingly and set off. Cui Lin really started to feel anxious because of these words, but there was still a voice in her heart that asked innocently, "Dad, is it too much to make a fuss about?" Dad is so powerful, maybe nothing will happen.
Two days passed peacefully, until that day she received two letters. The first one was an invitation from Miss Wen, the legitimate daughter of the Wen family, the Minister of Etiquette, inviting her to attend the flower viewing party the day after tomorrow, and the other one was from Zhao. In response to the prince's letter, he made an appointment to meet at Yuantong Temple later.
Ruan Xianbei usually stays by Cui Lin's side, but Cui Lin always has her own private affairs that she doesn't want outsiders to know about, right? Just now, Ruan Xianbei was taken away by her.
Cui Lin's gloomy mood was wiped away by the second letter, and anyone could see that she was in a good mood that day.
"Little master, this room is well decorated." Ruan Xianbei sighed as soon as he entered the room.
"Miss Ruan, do you want to chat outside?" Tong Chun stood at the door and asked, wouldn't it be good if a man and a woman were alone in the same room.
"Brother Mi You is guarding outside. It's too cold. Please let me in quickly." Ruan Xianbei walked past him and realized the meaning of his words after reflecting, "I'm telling Tong Chun, you are a monk in your eyes." Shouldn't there be no distinction between gender? I don't care what you care about, are you afraid that I will molest you?"
Tongchun: That’s right. I’m afraid you might become interested in me.
Although he is a monk, he has a feminine look with beautiful eyebrows and clear eyes, but his sense of abstinence makes many women blush when they see him.
Ruan Xianbei laughed inwardly when she saw his slightly pensive expression. I have seen a man who has a lot of troubles. I have never seen a handsome and beautiful boy. No matter how hungry he is, he will not attack the monk.
Although dragging the most valued disciple of the Mahayana Temple into love sounds like an exciting love story, what she hates most is forcing prostitutes into prostitution and persuading prostitutes to become prostitutes. What's the use of looking good? There are so many people in the world. Do you have to choose a monk to make it more difficult to fall in love?
After her countless experiences with people, it seems that Tongchun's character is probably a white and a black one. Besides, the most important thing is that she doesn't want to be chased by the music master. Without it, the love story would become a big accident.
To sum up, good-looking men may not necessarily have feelings for each other. To judge whether it is worthwhile or not, it is better to be sisters.
Here, Ruan Xianbei and Tong Chun were staying in Tong Chun's room in the outer courtyard, chatting about the affairs of the Cui Mansion. Mi You and Ruan Xian Bei reported: "Holy Girl, I don't know who Miss Cui is communicating with."
"It should be a man." She twisted a peanut and said, "Little Master Tongchun, Miss Cui has never had a good attitude towards you. What kind of man do you think can make Miss Cui treat her well and be convinced? "
Tongchun understood the teasing in her tone and replied, "She must not be an ordinary person."
"Then you don't want to meet me?"
"Miss Ruan, there is no need to tease the young monk, the young monk will do the work."
Ruan Xianbei wiped his hands and clasped his hands slightly artificially and said: "Master is compassionate, so good."
"But I won't be going to the flower viewing party in two days." Tongchun watched the woman in front of him wipe the oiled hands with peanuts on her clothes. She didn't feel anything was wrong at all. She was so speechless that she just sent them away. guest.
...
Two days later.
Cui Lin frowned and looked at Ruan Xianbei's outfit: "Is this how you dress?"
"What does this look like?" Ruan Xianbei followed her gaze and looked down at his own dress. There was nothing wrong with it. This was a new dress she had specially chosen.
The two of them had some unpleasant conversations on the day Cui Shoufu left, and they didn't talk much in the past few days. Ruan Xianbei fulfilled his duties as a bodyguard next to Cui Lin, and neither his cousin nor his cousin had any smiles. Of course, Cui Lin couldn't save her face anymore. Why did she, the eldest lady, coax a bodyguard? It's just nonsense.
But today, she had to talk to her. As her cousin, Ruan Xianbei went to the flower viewing party with her, and he was hers. She couldn't afford to lose this person when she went out in such shabby clothes! So she saw Ruan Xianbei carefully choosing new clothes.
Dislike.
You can't blame anyone for this. It can only be said that there are some errors in the two people's understanding of new clothes.
Even if Ruan Xianbei is a pompous Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, she will subconsciously choose some clothes that are light, practical, and don’t feel bad if they are damaged for the convenience of going out (fighting). As the eldest lady, Cui Lin’s travel choices are of course very fancy. clothing.
Whoever is poorly dressed at such a party will become a joke among the socialites in less than half a day. Behind the scenes, they may also ask whether there was an accident at their home. In serious cases, it may even affect the wind direction in the court. It sounds really annoying. A child from a powerful family still knows how to spend money.
"This won't work. If you are too plain, you will be laughed at by them." Cui Lin said.
"A joke? Who dares to laugh at me? My cousin won't support me?" Cui Lin softened her tone. Ruan Xianbei also borrowed the donkey from Poxia and started barking like cousin again. He couldn't let outsiders see anything strange later.
"You come with me to change clothes, Mingxiang, Mingyue, pick two clothes and dress her up again." Cui Lin grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the room, pressed her and sat down in front of the mirror.
Ruan Xianbei didn't expect that Cui Lin, who looked weak and weak, was actually very strong? ! She was pressed on the chair in front of the mirror and couldn't escape even if she tried.
Cui Lin is not used to calling her cousin, but she remembers her father's words and knows that it is not good to call her by her name, so most of them use 'her' instead. Ruan Xianbei knew that she was struggling and sighed for a long time. She was arrogant and awkward, and she was duplicitous and bad-tempered. What a bad young lady, I really don’t know how to describe it.
Mingxiang quickly brought over two sets of clothes, one in crimson and one in lotus pink.
The two sets of clothes are of the same style, but in different colors. They are both made of fine brocade material. The hem of the clothes is embroidered with dark patterns, and the matching skirt is sewn with gold thread that seems to glow. The lotus pink color is paired with an off-white bijia, and the crimson color is paired with a goose-yellow bijia. Coupled with Cui Lin and her maids, they must be quite sophisticated.
"Cousin, I don't like either of these colors." Ruan Xianbei shouted in her heart when she saw it, crimson, she thought she was getting married! Lotus root pink, so soft! She is a saint from the Demon Cult!
"Then what color do you like?" Cui Lin asked.
"Black and white, gray, dark green and blue."
Cui Lin seemed to have heard a joke and laughed out loud after hearing it: "Don't even think about it. Mingxiang brings the crimson one."
"Cousin! Lotus root starch, lotus root starch, that one." Ruan Xianbei shouted to stop her, and asked for the second best lotus root starch, just lotus root starch.
Mingyue quickly untied her hair and put it into a bun again, drew her eyebrows and painted her lips. Only then did Cui Lin smile with satisfaction.
She sat aside and just moved her hands and words before instructing: "Go and change clothes."
Ruan Xianbei followed Ming Xiang into the screen, slowly took off her skirt and put on the pink outfit.
"Ah, it's too tight to put on!"
"No, I don't want to take it off. This is my last bit of stubbornness! If I don't want to change, forget it if I can't put it on!"
Cui Lin felt strange when she heard her wailing. Ruan Xianbei didn't look fat either. How could they not be able to wear it if they were of similar stature? After a while, hearing Ruan Xianbei's muttering complaints, she walked behind the screen to take a look in person.
Yes, the reason why I can't put it on is that Ruan Xianbei wears an extra set of thermal underwear under his underwear.
Mingxiang looked at Cui Lin for help. Ruan Xianbei refused to take off his thermal underwear, which made her sweat.
"What is this? It's too ugly." Cui Lin said with disgust.
Ruan Xianbei:? ? ?
"Thermal underwear, flower viewing, it will be cold!" She put her hands on her hips and said confidently. Although there are ground dragons indoors, flower viewing is done outdoors, and the wind in the lake pavilion must be beautiful and freezing!
"Take it off, aren't you a strong martial artist and are you afraid of the cold?" Cui Lin thought about her body-protecting skills a few days ago and found it strange.
Ruan Xianbei looked at the sky helplessly: "No, I can't do it. Cousin, you really don't want to read so many words..."
"If you don't want to go, then you don't have to change.
” Cui Lin’s words made Ruan Xianbei immediately give up resistance.
After receiving Cui Lin's instructions, Mingxiang tried his best to fuck Ruan Xianbei, and finally changed his clothes. Ruan Xianbei walked out from behind the screen, and Cui Lin smiled with satisfaction.
"That's pretty much it. Well, I see there's something missing on my head. The white jade hairpin is a bit plain and the gemstones don't quite match..." Cui Lin picked out a few pieces of jewelry from the jewelry box and compared them, and finally She chose an extra petal-pattern gold hairpin inlaid with pearls and put it on her head.
Ruan Xianbei: I’m so used to it. It feels like Beibei traveling around the world...
Today's matching should be elegant and luxurious, right? Cui Lin originally wanted her to change to a pair of shoes, but she sternly refused.
She looked at the extremely high soles of the shoes and shouted for help: "The shoes are hidden in the skirt, cousin! And after changing shoes, I have limited mobility and cannot guarantee your safety!"
But she doesn't have a big cat, only a fat pigeon, and the sponsor sister who dresses her up doesn't look easy to mess with.
She thought that if Cui Lin gave instructions for her to do some actions next, she would probably obey them involuntarily.
"Let's go."
Cui Lin gave the order and they took Ming Xiang Mingyue and set off to Shangshu Mansion.
On the way, Ruan Xianbei asked Cui Lin: "Cousin, is there anything I should pay attention to later?"
Cui Lin snorted: "Except for the royal family, everyone else doesn't need to care."
Ruan Xianbei: Wow, you are so domineering. Let’s just say, Miss Cui, do you ever feel that your popularity is really not good? ? ?
On the side, Mingxiang replied: "Miss Wen from the Wen family is not bad, and the ladies from the Minister of Household Affairs and Industry's family are also very nice, but the second Miss Wen from the Wen family is not very good at dealing with us, but she is the closest to us. The one I don’t want to deal with is Miss Liu from the Qidehou Mansion.”
Ruan Xianbei: To focus on the key point, people are quite nice means they have a good temperament, not necessarily whether the relationship is good or not. But it’s not easy to deal with, that is, the relationship is really bad.
After Mingxiang finished speaking, Cui Lin turned to look out the car window and was too lazy to speak. Ruan Xianbei got the information he wanted and smiled at Mingxiang: "Thank you Mingxiang."
When they arrived at the Wen Mansion, they were obviously delayed because Ruan Xianbei had to dress up again. Everyone was waiting for them.
After getting out of the car, Ruan Xianbei took Cui Lin's arm affectionately and said to her, "Don't worry, cousin, no one can bully you as long as I'm here."
Cui Lin replied with a cold face: "I was not bullied."
It has to be said that Cui Lin looks like a cold and arrogant beauty. The two of them have similar body shapes. Cui Lin is tall and about 1.6 to 1.63 meters tall. The makeup she painted on Ruan Xianbei on this day was very different. The two identical people are a little closer in appearance. No one would doubt that they were cousins, but Ruan Xianbei looked softer and more harmless.
As soon as I entered the garden, I saw a group of little girls talking and laughing around a large pavilion. The pavilion was surrounded by a gauze curtain to protect them from the wind. It was still a bit chilly in early spring, so there should be a brazier or something like that lit inside.
Before they could speak after entering the pavilion, a girl in red raised her voice and said, "Look, who is here? Miss Cui really made it easy for us to wait."
"Although flower viewing is good, it would be better if Miss Liu could say a few less words." Cui Lin replied unceremoniously, took off her cloak and handed it to Ming Xiang, and said to another girl with a round face in goose yellow clothes. Said: "Wanyi, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Liu Weiwei almost hit the table in anger, but was pulled by the female companion next to her to sit down angrily.
The girl in goose-yellow clothes was the owner this time, Wen Wanyi, the eldest daughter of the Wen family. Wen Wanyi smiled softly at her and said, "Nothing, Lin'er, come and sit down."
Ruan Xianbei scanned the surroundings and figured it out in his mind. There were seven or eight girls in the pavilion, plus ten of them. Miss Wen seemed to have a gentle and good temper. The girl who flirted with Miss Liu looked as big as the Wen family. The lady looks a bit like her, she must be Miss Bunji.
The attitudes of the other girls were lukewarm, and some didn't even look at them. Just as she thought, Miss Cui was really not very popular.
She lowered her head and saw that she was wearing pink for the first time in a century.
Tenderly, I thought again of what I said before about the girl from the Tang Sect. The pinker she wore, the harder she hit her.
She sincerely hoped that these little sisters would not make mistakes.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the food bag and stuffed them into Qin An's mouth, and then poured water into him.
, and put the captured cotton clothes on him.
.
Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
