Wei Shu

Chapter 53
Braids or not, as well as the number of braids, are another sign that distinguishes Song people from Jin people.

Because the appearance of the people of the two countries is quite similar, it is extremely difficult to distinguish them in ordinary attire. In order to make the difference between Jin and Song, the Kingdom of Jin promulgated a law 20 years ago:
Both men and women in Jin wear two braids at the back of their heads. The number of braids varies with their status. People with high positions have more braids, while ordinary people and servants have the least two.Song people need to tie their hair. If they want to tie a braid, they can only tie one, and men are not allowed to shave their hair.

If you want to change this kind of attire, Song people can only be allowed to shave their hair if they become "good citizens" like those "Funa Husheli". As for Li Nu, they don't even have this opportunity.

From birth to death, they can only be "Mu Na Hei Tai" forever.

Wei Shu went to her own residence to get a bamboo basket, and quietly walked into the East Room.

The room was lit with big tallow candles, and it was as bright as day. When entering the room, the heating directly hit Wei Shu's head and face, and then she saw that there were charcoal stoves burning in the four corners of the room, and they were incensed. At this time, she was snuggling up on the wolfskin mattress and letting two little female slaves beat her legs.

She is 16 years old this year, and she is quite pretty. Her skin is especially white and greasy. When she smiles, the pear dimples on her cheeks are faintly visible, which looks very pleasing.

The goat's milk ghee and honey cheese in the evening was very appetizing to Huazhen, she was in a good mood now, when she saw Wei Shu, she bent her eyes and beckoned her to come closer: "Come here quickly."

According to the words, Wei Shu stepped forward and performed a slave salute to the Kingdom of Jin, saying: "Aqisi pays tribute to the master."

Huazhen smiled, and her charming face glowed under the bright candle: "Come here, first serve a bowl of hot soup to warm Aqisi's body."

The steaming beef bone soup was brought up quickly, and Huazhen kindly offered two pieces of shortbread.

Wei Shu hurriedly saluted and thanked her, stretched out her arms to hold the food tray nicely, but did not eat or drink in front of Huazhen.

Huazhen Nadan has a weird temper, he doesn't like to be disturbed when eating, and he still hates servants who don't know how to behave.Now her yard is full of well-mannered and obedient servants, as for those who don't like her, there may still be a few bones outside the tiger cage.

"Come here, take all the food back to Akis' room."

Huazhen seems to be very satisfied with Wei Shu's attitude, and the voice that calls her name is especially crisp and clear, but the speed is a little faster, it doesn't sound like Akis, but more like "Aqizi".

The Central Plains dialect for Aziz is: Bitch.

Aqisi and Aqizi have almost the same pronunciation. Huazhen deliberately called the former a Song slave. Then it spread out again, and Wei Shu figured out one thing:

When she told Zhou Shang and Ye Fei her real name before, they didn't think they were different. The root cause was that they knew that the homonym of Aqisi was Aqizi.

They mistakenly thought that Wei Shu was full of humiliation and malice because of this name, so they insisted on letting them call him Zhongyuan.

The reason is such a reason, but the direction is wrong.

Even if Aqisi's homophonic meaning is "Heavenly King Laozi" in Central Plains, Wei Shu will abandon it.

The blood of the Central Plains must be called by the name of the Central Plains, which is considered to be in accordance with the etiquette.

These foreign races learned the etiquette of the Song Dynasty and imitated the regulations of the Song Dynasty, thinking that they knew "rituals", but they didn't know that it was the last day.

The etiquette of the Central Plains has been inherited for thousands of years. It is the foundation of human beings in the world, the country, and the clan. It is also an attitude of human beings in all things. of.

A little girl took the tray, Wei Shu took out the brocade bundle from the bamboo basket, stepped forward a few steps, and offered it with both hands: "Master, the blue moon gauze skirt is embroidered."

"Leave it alone." Hua Zhen lazily pointed to the iron wood cabinet beside her.The cabinet is painted with golden lacquer landscapes, and the brushstrokes are calm, but it is the charm of the Central Plains ink painting school.

Wei Shu held the gauze skirt and walked to the cabinet, Hua Zhen's voice came from behind: "You all step back."

The servants in the room retreated silently. Wei Shu put away her skirt and turned to leave the room, but Hua Zhen stopped her:

"Akis, just stand still."

Wei Shu gave a "tsk" in her heart, stopped in front of the fan and turned around, facing Hua Zhen's direction and standing with her arms tied, her eyes fixed on the red soft felt under her feet.

"Did my elder brother come to you again in the past two days?"

Sweet voice echoed in her ears, and Wei Shu felt her hands and feet go numb for a moment, and the blood in her body seemed to stop flowing.

Memories disappeared in the thick fog, the scroll remained motionless, and Akis's memory was not awakened.

As a result, silence is like water waves, quickly covering the whole room, only the wind blows and rains outside the window, and the flowers and trees are noisy, as if the whole world is filled with anxiety.

There are many ways to silence people.

Wei Shu gently caressed the edge of the sleeve with his fingers resting on his waist, and suddenly such a thought came to him deep in his heart, and it became more and more intense.

Indeed, it was easy to shut Huazhen up.

Sealing the throat with an awl is convenient and quick, and the blood splattered on the red blanket should not be seen by others, but where should the corpse be hidden?
Wei Shu secretly estimated Huazhen's figure, and felt that the space under the beauty's couch should not be able to fit in. The iron wood cabinet against the wall was not bad, but unfortunately, the bottom of the cabinet was too flat, and the blood flowed quickly. It will flow out through the crack of the door.

Out of the corner of his eye, he quickly scanned the whole room, and he caught sight of the beaded gold curtain behind the openworked hibiscus fan.

There is an arhat bed at the back of the tent, but it is a good place for mortuary, the bedding can absorb the blood, and then hang the brocade curtains on all sides, so as to buy enough time to escape .

The only fly in the ointment is that there is a faint breathing sound in the west tip.

It wasn't a yu, nor was it the Jin man's sweeper. The breath was slow and strange, much higher than the previous two.

Thinking about it, this is the master mangtai prepared for his beloved daughter.

Just by listening to his breathing, he knew that this person must have some skills. Naturally, he was still far behind Gou Ba. If Wei Shu hadn't been injured, he would have no problem dealing with three or four such experts.

But now it has become a difficult task, unless Wei Shu fights with her life.

When thinking like this, Wei Shu's breathing became more and more heavy, the coldness in her dantian quickly moved to her whole body, and she soon began to shiver.

These movements must be transmitted to the west tip, and perhaps they can confuse the enemy. As for Huazhen, it seems that he can only be knocked out first.

"Hehehe", the girl on the red carpet suddenly let out a coquettish smile, unaware that she had already lived and died in someone's mind.

Wei Shu lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, her hands tightly pinched the hem of her skirt, her posture seemed a little cramped, and she was already holding the iron cone in her armhole.

When the laughter stops, it's time to start.

(End of this chapter)