The cute master who always attacks the queen

Chapter 138 Acquaintances
"I know, I'll deal with it when I come back," Zheng'er's eyes drifted to the old lady, how could she not see through the resentment in her heart, so she smiled gracefully: "Old lady, don't worry, this kind of blow is not the only one, look down from above , Wouldn’t it be better to let them bow their heads and bow their heads.”

This is Zheng'er's consistent thinking. That person hates you to the bone, but has to bow his head to salute you respectfully, and he looks at the helpless, resentful and unwilling eyes from top to bottom, that is life A big pleasure.

"Let the accountant check out the accounts of the past few days later. I'll go out first. I have to go and see what the old lady has done in the past few days. After a while, I should be back."

"Miss, do you want to prepare a sedan chair?"

"No, I'll just wander around."

Before the age of 14, Lingyue was born in the south of the Yangtze River. Such a person was bred by the beautiful mountains and rivers. It was a place with drizzle, and the capital city was different. The splendor of red and the nobleness of gold were completely different.After a sigh, there was a smile on the corner of Zheng'er's mouth.

The old lady bought a shop in the east of the lotus garden. It is a good location, and it also makes high-quality silk and rouge.

"This old lady has a good eye." Having said that, what Zheng'er thought was that these streets were originally dilapidated. As long as they are decorated and painted, the streets will become a lively urban area. In this way, there will be many people in the middle. Some people are stingy and stingy but they only have a soft spot for these things, especially those noble ladies who go in and out of parties and banquets.In addition to status and face, which of the dignitaries is not three wives and four concubines, the main wife is always afraid that the young and beautiful concubine will take the position of the main wife.

Zheng'er walked a few steps, and heard a sentence: "What is this? You still want me to pay you, and you don't take a pee and look in the mirror. What kind of thing are you?"

Zheng'er just looked over with light eyes, obviously a down-and-out scholar, with thin clothes, with his back facing Zheng'er, showing only his thin and abnormally thin hands, he picked up the picture scroll on the ground with distress: "You... how could you do this. "

Zheng'er also saw a thin corner of his face, and an inexplicable feeling came to her heart, and she smiled again, she really thought too much, and turned to leave.

"I heard that you were still a court painter, and that's all. Do you think you are still the same as before? Your hand is broken, and you are just a useless person?"

Court painter?A figure of a person emerged from Zheng'er's mind in an instant, and he said in surprise, "Qing'er."

Yes, it was Qing'er, the talented, lonely and high-ranking number one painter in the court back then, who won the appreciation and admiration of many concubines in the harem, even Shu Mulu.Fu Wan broke her heart because of him, and now he still looks like the handsome young master Pian Pian.

Qing'er suddenly raised her head, the voice was like a day and night dream, painful and pleasant... It wasn't until the funeral began that she suddenly realized that this person was dead, but at this moment, looking at those pair of hands that wandered countless times The eyes in my mind, although covered with a veil, recognized the person all of a sudden, and the name stuck in my throat all of a sudden, and I didn't say it.

The maidservant next to him stepped forward and gave the man a piece of silver; "The son of heaven is so presumptuous at his feet, the young master is so bold." The man hesitated a few times, took the silver and muttered a few times before leaving.

Zheng'er smiled at Qing'er: "Although at the feet of the emperor, there are still such people, sir, you should pay more attention next time." The moment she passed by, no one noticed that she was quietly following him There was a whisper beside him.

Qing'er quietly went to knock on the back door of Wuya Mansion at night, but it was Zhen Yao who opened it. He was startled, and when he was about to keep Zheng'er safe, he saw Zhen Yao covered her mouth and yawned slightly: "It's finally here, I've been waiting at this door for a long time."

Go through the corridor on one side, go to the right, and after a few steps, two maidservants stand at the door, saluting: "Grandma."

"Go down," walked inside, first of all, there was a white curtain, covering the people inside, only revealing a faint outline, Qing'er lowered her head and dared not look: "Huang..."

Zheng'er told him to shut up: "I'm Zheng'er, the daughter of Yayun, and the audition is about to start. I heard that the master's skills are extraordinary, so I'm here to ask him to paint a picture for the little girl."

Qing'er suddenly understood what she meant, bowed his head and said: "The villain's hand was caught on fire many years ago, and the meridian was injured, so he can't use it as freely as before."

Zheng'er's eyes were a little cold. When he left, Qing'er had not only his salary for many years, but also some antique calligraphy and paintings rewarded by the palace. The money was enough for him to have enough food and clothing for his whole life. Why did he end up in such a state?

"Back then, there was a fire in the villain's house, and the family property was instantly wiped out. It was at that time that the hand was branded with a disability, and the pen was not so flexible. At that time, I realized that I was a scholar who was useless. People in the family saw me. So, how could I help, and in the end, I ended up like this.

Zheng'er never expected to see Qing'er again. He has been away from the palace for several years, and he did not expect him to be so down and out now. Ruthless, he beat Shu Mulu to death with one hand. Fu Wan?"

"The villain has been outside for so long and suffered so much. I already understand that things are not as naive as I originally thought. Now I will not treat my mother..."

"The word empress should be used for a while. Recently, it is no longer needed, but it will be soon. But now that you say that, I can tell you frankly, Shu Mulu. Fuwan's death did not involve him Amma, but she was doomed to die from the time she started to harm me, otherwise I would die, do you think I will let this happen? And this result, I will never regret it. "

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"This medical skill is no better than that of the Imperial Hospital. Let those imperial doctors see, maybe there is still a way? You can go to Niu Hulu's mansion later and ask Ama to write you a letter of recommendation. Prove yourself well."

After the imperial decree came down, Mingzhu was demoted this time, and at the same time, he himself lost his status as the influencer of the government, and by association, he brought out many "good friends" families.Tong Jia is one of them.

Yayun rushed in hastily: "Has something happened to Zhengzheng?"

"What happened?

"Yesterday, the emperor asked me to check a piece of information, which is the allocation of funds from various places. At that time, he said that it must be secretly handed over to him tonight. When I asked, he said that the emperor did not come this morning. Look, this matter...

Zheng'er became a little anxious. The emperor is not a lazy person. He is very serious about political affairs and never slacks off. How could such a thing happen now? "The brow frowned all of a sudden.

"By the way, regarding this matter, has the emperor ordered Hong Gaobao to let you in today?"

"I said it, and I also said that I want to discuss Lan Cheng's enlistment in the army."

Right now, being anxious is not as important as wanting to see how the emperor is doing, so she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet: "You go to the palace as usual at night, and I will go with you.

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