Red makeup Chitose

In the fourth year of Da'an, Wu State, Yangzhou, Jiangzuo County, and Biandu.

The Zhuliao of Su Ji Academy is located in the middle of the mountain. It is the residence of the servants who serve in the academy, the craftsmen who work, or the teachers who live in other places.

Entering Zhuliao, when you see the ginkgo tree planted at the gate of Chaifei, you will find the yard of the Jin family. Two bamboo paper lanterns are hung under the plaque of the hairpin flower in lower script, and a nest of swallows is planning to build a nest.

Today, the Jin family had a visitor, the Huo family and their son from Shaozi Hutong in the city, who came to discuss marriage with the daughter of Jin's family. There was a lot of noise in the front hall, only the voice of the widow Huo could be heard.

"My family, A Yuan, has been smart since he was a child, and he looks good. He is planning to enter Beijing this year, and he must be named on the gold list. The future is boundless. The Li family in the south of the city has come to me several times, and handed me a marriage proposal. I'm also soft-hearted, if my family's A Yuan hadn't identified the eldest girl, I would have thought about talking about it later, and let him prepare for the exam with peace of mind, and then he will become an official in the king's city, so I will meet the world..."

Widow Huo talked so much that she didn't take a sip of water for half an hour. If she didn't wear the widow's unique indigo shirt that half covered the back of her hands, even the storyteller would be inferior to her.

Jin Ming and Dai Shi, who were sitting in the chair, echoed a few words at first, but then they simply fell into a daze, nodded politely from time to time, and tried their best to raise their eyelids.

The crowd in the densely populated Zhuliao in the courtyard also began to regret coming empty-handed, and told their juniors to run faster, and went back to move a bench and grab a handful of melon seeds.

In no time, the courtyard of the Jin family became a bustling teahouse. Everyone sat comfortably in the shade of the bamboo, stretched their necks to look into the house, and skillfully kicked the melon seed husks into the soil outside the brick floor with their toes. go.

"I didn't realize that Widow Huo has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth! If that's the case, why don't you tell her son about the marriage of the official family? Even the Li family in the south of the city and other official businessmen have made a lot of money!"

"The widow's son, who has no money and no family background, probably must marry Miss Jin! The official family? The Li family? She's the only one to brag about!"

"Hey, don't talk too early! If he references this year and is really a gold medal winner, then we will curry favor with him!"

"This is even less credible than what he said about the official marriage! In the current officialdom, there is no money and no way out. How can he? Brother Shu, the second wife of the Jin family, has passed the exam twice, but he still hasn't passed the threshold! We have to continue this year! "

Everyone was chattering, especially the ladies of the various families, listening to the six directions and seeing all directions, and suddenly the raccoon slaves in any house were able to tell it out.

In fact, it's not surprising that everyone is so good-looking and lively.

There are [-] or [-] households in Zhuliao, all of whom are working or teaching in the academy, and they are not considered strangers. In addition, the houses are gathered together, and if any family beats a child, it will spread throughout the Zhuliao the next day.

The advantage is that there are no divisions and popularity.

The disadvantage is that good things spread thousands of miles, and bad things spread even further.

When it came to such an important event as the Jin family discussing marriage, everyone who was idle at home came to wave the flag to cheer.

……

At this time, an inappropriate sentence came from the crowd.

"Mr. Huo Lang is so good-looking! Even if you have no money and no family background, if you can spend the rest of your life with this face, it's not a loss!" Ruan Xiucheng took a good seat by the window and looked at the man next to Widow Huo in the room. Jun, whispering foolishly.

"Where is the girl thinking about spring? You juniors know the face all day long, and the face can last a lifetime? When you really worry about oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, you will know that only money and ways can be relied on for a lifetime!" Aunt Hu, a tailor in the academy, smiled kindly. road.

"Hmph! Vulgar!" Ruan Xiucheng pursed his lips, and added, "So I can serve the head of the mountain, and ordinary people like you can only work!"

"Yes, we embroidered the nobility of a girl, and I will be your wife in the future!" Aunt Hu's smile became stronger, and her face was full of sincerity.

The children of the academy don't care about the craftsman's family, the husband's family, the one in a squatter, the older ones watch the younger ones grow up, and the younger ones watch the older ones sink into the soil.

And Ruan Xiucheng's name was chosen by the head of the mountain, Su Luoying himself. Chang'an looked back at the piles of embroidery, which was indeed noble.

Therefore, Zhuliao tolerated Ruan Xiucheng's temper. Anyway, he knew the basics, and the baby had never made a big mistake.

"However, no matter how good-looking Mr. Huo Lang is, you have no chance! You stand by my side!" Mrs. Hu pulled Ruan Xiucheng over and pointed, "Did you see Miss Jin behind the screen? According to the rules, discuss marriage Women are not allowed to be present on the occasion, but she still wants to come regardless of the etiquette, this kind of friendship, I am determined to marry!"

Ruan Xiucheng squinted and looked behind the screen, and saw the two girls, she knew them well.

One is called Jin Mingwei, the other is called A Tuan, and they doze off like a pecking chicken.

……

Suddenly, Jin Mingwei didn't know what dream he had, his eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time woke up A Tuan beside him. The moment his eyes met, even the master and servant who lived together day and night, A Tuan was shocked cold sweat.

What kind of gaze is that?Resentful, hateful, regretful, stern, staring like a ghost, as if it was the first time he came to the world.

"Did the girl have a nightmare?" Ah Tuan asked in a low voice.

Yes, a nightmare.

Jin Mingwei's mind was blank, the surrounding scenery was the Jin family's courtyard, the bamboo sea was like a tide outside the window, April was a good spring, and A Tuan in front of him had a warm face.

But yesterday at the vermilion gate of Huo Mansion, Ah Tuan was already lying on the threshold covered in blood, and he didn't have time to take the last step.

There was no air in her nose, and she still looked at Jin Mingwei who stepped out, worried, and refused to close her eyes, for fear that Jin Mingwei would be caught back.

Girl, run away and don't look back.

Silently, she repeated the words.

So Jin Mingwei only dared to run forward, didn't dare to look back, didn't dare to take her life, and couldn't even confirm if she closed her eyes properly in the end.

……

"A Tuan, I escaped! But it was too late, they were all dead, and Huo Ruyuan was also dead!" Jin Mingwei grabbed A Tuan's hand violently, and two lines of tears rolled down his face.

"Young lady is really having a nightmare." Ah Tuan jumped up, and hilariously endured the pain in his hands, and pouted behind the screen, "What are you talking about? It's an unlucky thing to say! Mr. Huo Lang is right there, look! "

Jin Ming subconsciously looked over, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Huo Ruyuan.

He is a shadow behind the screen, not wearing the official robe of a commander, and his face is also green, dressed in a white shirt of a scholar, his outline is outlined by the sunlight, like a green bamboo that has transformed into a human form.

It can't help but remind people of the scriptures in the teahouse, saying that the monsters in the mountains are of the same kind, and he is the only one who has all the grace of heaven.

"Why isn't he dead?! No, kill him, go and kill him!" Jin Mingwei's first reaction was fear, his face paled instantly, thinking of his fists that beat her to death, thinking of him kneeling at her feet, Make sure it doesn't happen next time.

She felt like she couldn't breathe.

Didn't she already escape?Is it all a dream?Could it be that she is going to be taken back to hell?

"Miss, drink some tea and wake up, today is a good day for you and Mr. Huo Lang to discuss marriage!" A Tuan quickly pressed Jin Mingwei, drew out his hand, poured tea for her, and said worriedly, "If You are in a nightmare, servants and maids go and tell the master and wife that the marriage negotiation will be postponed until tomorrow!"

The amber-like tea reflected a terrified face, still childish, without any scars.

Jin Ming froze slightly.

She suddenly lifted up her sleeves and panties, and asked Ah Tuan to help her look at her back, to make sure that there was no scar anywhere, only the shadow cast by the sun, and the strong beating of her heart in her chest.

Jin Ming looked at the calendar on the wall in a daze, today's day was specially marked out by her, and the lower letters with hairpin flowers on the bottom were written with joy by her: Brother Ruyuan discusses marriage.

"Alive?"

Jin Mingwei looked at the veins in his palm in disbelief, the April spring breeze came, and it made her wake up like a dream.

She was actually reborn ten years ago, at the age of 15.

She hadn't married Huo Ruyuan yet, all seven of her family members were there, the Wei family hadn't rebelled yet, and Wu was still ruled by the Qian family.