"Why aren't you angry, madam? The story just described you like that." After leaving the teahouse, Zhuang Xun still had the urge to rush up to the storyteller and argue with him.
"Why are you angry? What they are smearing is a dead man. The husband in the story is always gentle, tolerant, and has the modest demeanor of a gentleman. As long as your reputation is good, it will be fine." Si Qinmi said with a smile.
"Have you got a good reputation for committing adultery?" Zhuang Xun's blood pressure rose throughout the whole process. In the first half of the story, except for his name, he had nothing to do with him.
"It's indeed good. In the early stage, the emphasis was on the story of the concubine teasing you and you slowly accepting it. Later, when they fell in love, the husband did not stop the punishment. He created an image of a loyal, patriotic, and loving gentleman. He always faced the admiration of the Duke's wife. It is not overstepped, and I have the image of a cheating girl, seducing you shamelessly, and saying that I have a bad relationship with Duke Zhenguo. All this shows that this story was instructed by Duke Zhenguo." Si Qinmi chuckled. explain.
"That's not bad. They want to blacken my reputation." Zhuang Xun was instinctively hostile to Duke Zhenguo. He was almost beaten, and Si Qinmi was cut off from his seat. Now he is doing this again.
"It's really bad, if what they want to do succeeds." Si Qinmi held Zhuang Xun's hand with a relaxed expression.
"What do you mean?" Zhuang Xun didn't understand what it meant to succeed in what they wanted to do.
"The problem is that what they want to do cannot be completely successful. If the story can taint you, Lang Jun, they will definitely not give up, but they have not done so. What does it mean? Someone is paying attention and protecting you, Lang Jun, so even if these editors The book writer also has to take the husband's reputation into consideration, and he becomes so effusive that he can only portray the concubine as a lonely outcast."
Si Qinmi hugged Zhuang Xun's arm tightly, her expression became relieved. Zhuang Xun's arm fell into softness, but he was still confused: "Who is that? Who is so kind to protect me."
"I don't know, but it is doubtful that it is Xia Huan, the Minister of Rites, who got the news that you were named by the Emperor. Then there is Yin Gongji of Yindu Prefecture. He is responsible for investigating whether your daily words and deeds can be regarded as filial piety. If they recommend you with integrity, it would be a dereliction of duty for them if your reputation is ruined."
There is also the person who recommended you in the first place, whether it was the person who let the emperor know about you, or the person who made Xia Huan and Gong Ji recognize your filial and honest status.
He couldn't guess, given the current known situation, Si Qin Mi really couldn't imagine where the thread was at the beginning, and who was the first person who allowed his husband to be recommended by Xiaolian from Yindu Prefecture. He had too few chips and could only wait. The other party takes action.
These thoughts were buried deep in her heart. Her smile was light but refreshing, and she didn't want to bring these troubles to Zhuang Xun.
"Is that so?" Zhuang Xun didn't expect so much, and looked like he suddenly understood after hearing Si Qinmi's explanation.
He no longer struggled, and did not dig into the intricate details behind it.
After returning from the market, he stopped in front of the tailor shop again. Zhuang Xun had already picked up a lot of fruits and vegetables. Looking at the silk and satin and the gorgeous patterns, and then looking at Siqin Mi next to him, Zhuang Xun stopped in front of the tailor shop.
"Mr. Lang, can you buy some clothes for me?" Si Qinmi still didn't understand what Zhuang Xun meant. He would keep talking about it until he solved his obsession.
Just satisfy his desire to be a good husband. After all, she is his wife, so she should pamper him.
With this idea in mind, I stepped into the tailor shop.
"This kind of pattern is very expensive. Don't look at it. Buy some plain fabric and cut it and then embroider it. Yun brocade and Hu brocade are similar, but Yun brocade has a better reputation. Just buy some Hu brocade and process it with techniques. In fact, You can't see it clearly, but you can save half of your money." Unlike the Duke's wife, who is very economical, the owner of the tailor shop almost cried when he heard this, and the waiter beside him was speechless and awkward.
"Forget it, there's no need to choose clothes. I'll buy a piece of cloth and go home and make it myself." After choosing and choosing, I wasn't satisfied with the clothes, so I finally picked a piece of silk cloth and went back.
Holding the cloth, Zhuang Xun felt a little numb. He suspected that there might be no cocoons in the cloth shop, otherwise Si Qinmi would probably have to spin the thread himself.
"Since we have some money, we can just buy clothes. Why bother?" Zhuang Xun said speechlessly after leaving the tailor shop.
"No matter how much money you have, if you don't care about it, it will eventually be used up." Si Qinmi insisted on his opinion.
"I understand." Zhuang Xun whispered. What Si Qinmi said made sense, and he couldn't refute it, but people have selfish motives. He just wanted to buy a beautiful dress for his wife.
"What kind of clothes do you want to see me wearing?" Si Qinmi knew how to appease people. After Zhuang Xun stopped talking, she took the initiative to ask.
"What kind of clothes?" Zhuang Xun was speechless. He actually didn't understand the style of clothes.
"Just that kind, the kind that looks good." Zhuang Xun glanced at the woman wearing Qi Luo clothes and wearing a bamboo hat to cover her face next to the fortune teller.
"Should I also buy you a bamboo hat, madam?" Zhuang Xun saw the bamboo hat and thought of Siqin Mi's disfigured face.
"It's not necessary." Si Qin Mi looked at the woman, as if he wanted to take note of this outfit.
"Come closer and take another look." Si Qinmi moved forward, followed by Zhuang Xun.
When I walked in, I discovered that the beauty had a plump and tight figure, with layered colorful skirts and a hint of light. The whole body was dignified and graceful, with azure blue above and orange below, like stars hanging in the sky, decorating the clear sky with blazing clouds.
Next to her were many guards and maids waiting on her. I don’t know which family’s wife she was.
"It can't be made. The process is complicated and beyond my capabilities." Si Qinmi commented from a safe distance.
"Forget it, whatever you do, as long as the lady looks good in it." Zhuang Xun praised, holding the cloth and fruits, he really felt so.
The woman who was chatting with the fortune teller turned her head slightly, seemed to notice Siqin Mi's gaze, and walked towards Zhuang Xun and the others with light steps.
"Is Zhuang Xiaolian looking at the slave family?" When Zhuang Xun and Si Qinmi were still embarrassed, the woman whispered softly, her voice as empty as a kite.
"My husband saw the bamboo hat on Madam's head and wanted to buy a similar one for me to cover up my ugly appearance. He looked at it a few times and offended Madam." Si Qinmi said on his own initiative. It is unacceptable to be caught peeking at others. When it comes to beauty, it would be best to cover it up with her now disfigured face.
"I see, Zhuang Xiaolian really loves his wife." The woman seemed to know Zhuang Xun and had no intention of pursuing her.
"The love of a husband can never be returned in three lifetimes." Si Qinmi was a little proud when she said this.
"Who is the madam? It seems that Xun has never seen the madam before." Zhuang Xun asked carefully and put the things in his hands aside.
"The Nu family comes from Chengguo, and their surname is Jiang. Zhuang Xiaolian doesn't know the Nu family, but the Nu family knows Zhuang Xiaolian. The heroic demeanor of a man walking in the execution ground is amazing and shows great courage." The woman praised Zhuang Xun.
"Mrs. Jiang's excessive praise is really offensive. Please forgive me." Zhuang Xun handed over his hands and apologized.
"The slave family will naturally understand your filial and honest character, and nothing will happen to you." The woman is tolerant and generous.
"Thank you for your forgiveness, madam. I have an urgent matter at home, so I can't talk more. I'll say goodbye." He handed her over again.
"Do you want to help Xiaolian?" He bent down and helped Zhuang Xun pick up the cloth. The breeze was floating and the veil was lightly rolled.
"No, no..." Zhuang Xun glanced casually, his pupils tightening.
