I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 587 Gu Qingze

Feng San nodded, "Including people. You don't know, there are two younger sisters whose husbands died in the Emperor Beijing. They like to raise faces the most. As long as they are handsome men, I don't know how many times they have been murdered by them. Even There is a group of people who are looking for prey for the two princesses. If they are powerless, it is best to promise benefits first, and it is best to obey them obediently. , then use power to overwhelm others, after all, you must get it."

Qingwen knew what Feng San meant, and she knew what her face looked like.

He was also troubled by this face, and even secretly took his sister's Yirong ointment to wipe his face, trying to make his face more ordinary.

However, there was something wrong with his face. When his sister's Yirong ointment was rubbed on his face, a red rash immediately appeared, which was extremely itchy.

My sister said, it’s really not good, use the ash from the bottom of the pot, that thing can make people ugly, and it won’t irritate the skin.

Ha ha--

"How is my sister now? Have you met with Qingxi?" Qingwen asked.

Feng San shook his head, "I don't know, Young Master only said to let us take you to your residence, nothing else."

The carriage drove into Fengtai Street and stopped in front of a big mansion. The concierge recognized Feng Er and Feng San, hurried up to meet them, and told the three young masters that they had gone to the Book and Newspaper Bureau, but were not in the mansion.

"Then let's go to the Book and Newspaper Bureau too." Qing Wen said.

Feng Sanzi couldn't refuse this kind of proposal, so he could only ask the concierge to find a bamboo hat, which could somewhat cover Qingwen's appearance.

The Book and Newspaper Bureau is located on Tiankangzheng Street, which is the busiest street market in Kyoto. This will be the afternoon when the flow of people is the largest.

In order to get to the Book and Newspaper Office earlier, the three of them gave up the carriage and went on horseback.

Kangzheng Street was indeed very lively at this time. In a silk and satin shop, Mrs. Hu (Gu Qingze’s mother) was holding a piece of the most popular silk material in Kyoto and gesticulating on her son, smiling so much that there was only a slit in her eyes, "Aiyo , My son really looks good in any color."

Gu Qingze's face was pale, and there was a little impatience in his eyes, but he didn't show it, he just said softly: "Mother, hurry up and make the selection, I still have something to do at the yamen."

Hu glared at him, and said angrily: "Yamen Yamen, you know how to go to the Yamen all day long, and you don't care about other things at all. No matter how well you do in the Yamen, can you be promoted? Can you marry a high-ranking and wealthy family?" Is it the daughter of Ren Gao? She is just a seventh-rank official. My mother, go and meet Miss Gao, maybe you can see her right? This is a rare opportunity. Miss Ren Gao’s father is a fourth-rank official. Sir, if we can get married with the Gao family, are you afraid that you won’t be able to get promoted? Do you still need to go to the yamen to work so hard?"

Gu Qingze hated listening to his mother nagging about these things, and they would always break up unhappy. If he hadn't been outside today, he wouldn't have just left his mother alone, and really wanted to throw up his sleeves and leave.

"There is no need to mention this matter again." Gu Qingze said indifferently.

Hu pinched his son's arm with hatred, "You child, why can't you understand? You are already 23, and if you don't marry a wife, others should say that you have physical problems. Wouldn't it make people laugh?"

Gu Qingze said: "I know my own affairs. Let others say what they like to say. I can only ask you to control your own mouth and not others."

Mrs. Hu raised her eyebrows with displeasure on her face, "What do you mean by that?"

Gu Qingze didn't want to argue with her here, turned around, just in time to see a person passing by on horseback outside the cloth village.He only saw half of the man's side face, and he didn't even see clearly, but for some reason, a sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously.

　With my disabled hand, I still only have this speed. . . .See you tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)