My wife has a secret

Chapter 117 Fame in Beijing
"Now Shuying is yours from head to toe. Your husband shouldn't be the type of person who will abandon you after having sex with you, right?"

Qin Shuying's feet were soft and she was wearing soft-soled cotton shoes, so she naturally wouldn't hurt Xu Qing.

After getting Xu Qing's affirmative nod, she put on a smile and walked into the house with Cui'er and Yang Liu.

When Yang Liu passed by Xu Qing, she looked at him with sympathy.

Knowing her young lady's habits well, she could actually tell from her tone and actions that she was in a much better mood than usual.

Poor young master, he will suffer again at night.

……

When he woke up the next day, Qin Shuying did not make Xu Qing too anxious. Instead, after Cui'er and Yang Liu helped him change his clothes, she stepped forward to help him with the details of his appearance.

Her face is as white as snow, her eyebrows are as slender as willows, and her lively eyes are more beautiful than peach blossoms in March.

After a few days of nourishment, Qin Shuying's complexion became even more beautiful. A slight smile made her look charming and gorgeous.

"Although scholars and scholars are chasing after the top courtesan, they still cherish their reputations in public and each of them adheres to the doctrine of elegance and refinement. So this time when you go to Nie's house to pick up Sister Lu, I will not go with you... With my status, I will definitely cause trouble for you."

Today Xu Qing decided to pay a visit to the legendary great scholar in the literary world, Mr. Nie.

After all, among the women in the backyard, the one he was most worried about was Lu Wanhe.

Even though Third Housewife Lu had a strong personality, it could not hide her frail body and the fact that she was plagued by illness.

Qin Shuying had heard of the reputation and style of the Nie family, and knew that Master Nie was an out-and-out great scholar with noble character and a deep understanding of righteousness. He was an object of admiration among contemporary talented people.

Since Master Nie came to Beijing and settled down, he has turned the Nie family into a scholarly family.

Naturally, places like that wouldn't welcome me.

"it is good."

……

This time, Lianhua Jun did not come to pick him up in person, but sent another female official under the Queen Mother to greet him.

When Xu Qing got on the carriage and turned from Zhuque Street to Imperial College, he clearly noticed the difference between the two trips.

The number of imperial cavalry guards leading the way in front of the convoy today is twice as many.

At the corner of the street, Xu Qing could also see the crowded scene outside the car curtain.

These people crowded the streets and alleys, forming a dark mass that stretched as far as the eye could see, covering the entire distance that could be seen by the naked eye.

"Why are there so many civilians gathering in front of the Imperial Academy?"

While Xu Qing was thinking, the carriage had already stopped in front of Nie's mansion.

The expected scene of the Nie family welcoming him did not appear. Instead, there stood only a plain-looking, stern-faced steward at the door.

Judging from the flattering expressions and gestures of the Lu family and others in the past, the man dressed in butler's clothes did not look like he was coming to greet him.

Moreover, Master Nie and his family did not show up at all, and even a fool would know that they were being treated coldly.

"What's going on with the people of the Nie Mansion?"

The female official driving for Xu Qing was from the palace. She saw that the Nie family had a strange attitude and got off the car and scolded them, "The person sitting in the car is the nephew of the Empress Dowager. How dare the Nie family be disrespectful?"

"Excuse me."

Yao Cheng, the housekeeper of the Nie Mansion, responded with a cold face, and said neither servilely nor arrogantly: "The Nie family only worships the royal orthodoxy that has been canonized. Now that the empress dowager is not here in person, it is reasonable for the Nie family not to go out and kneel down to worship." "Okay."

The female official wanted to say something harsh, but when she looked around, she noticed countless eyes in the streets.

Under such heavy pressure, she couldn't help but frown and lower her voice and said, "Mrs. Nie is really bold. I will go back to the palace and report everything here to the Queen Mother."

"Please."

Yao Cheng stretched out a hand, his face full of disdain.

Such a fearless and proud attitude drew applause from the surrounding Beijing residents.

Although they could not hear what the palace lady-in-waiting said last, they felt a sense of satisfaction when they saw that the Nie Mansion had brought down these arrogant guys who would clear the streets and disrupt the lives of the people.

Xu Qing saw all this in the car and sighed.

Judging from the surrounding public opinion and trends, he is a complete villain, and if he shows up, he will establish his bad reputation.

But the only good thing is that my reputation is already bad, so it doesn’t matter if it gets worse.

"Young Master, the Nie Mansion only has one front door open, and we specially chose a front door with a step threshold, so the carriage cannot enter."

The female official originally wanted Xu Qing to return to the palace and ask the empress to punish the Nie family directly, but the latter waved her hand, indicating that this was not a big deal.

"It's okay. I'm not legless. I just need to take a few steps."

Xu Qing didn't care about the eyes of the people around him. After getting off the car, he walked straight to the gate of Nie's mansion.

Butler Yao Cheng was somewhat surprised by Xu Qing's choice and reaction. After all, in his opinion, the other party was the kind of cynical and dissolute disciple who would only use the empress dowager's power to oppress others.

"Mr. Xu, wait a minute."

Yao Cheng stopped Xu Qing from moving forward and winked at the servants guarding the door to close the door and bolt it.

With the sound of a tight click, Xu Qing realized the unkindness of the Nie family towards him and frowned slightly.

His somewhat excited mood calmed down as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him.

"What does the Nie family mean by this? Do you really think that I, Xu Qing, am a soft persimmon from a remote village who can be manipulated by you?"

The principle that Xu Qing adheres to is, if someone respects me one foot, I will respect him one yard; if someone criticizes me a grain of rice, I will take away three bushels of rice.

Yao Cheng seemed unaware of the seriousness of the problem. He continued to meet Xu Qing's gaze and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Xu, there is a rule in front of the Nie Mansion that you have to answer the questions before entering. If you can't answer today's questions, please come back another day."

Just when Xu Qing's patience was pushed to the limit, the housekeeper's next sentence left him speechless again, and his expression became a little unnatural.

"After all, Master Xu has so much time. If he has time, he should go to Wangyue Tower in Qinrenfang to bring back his favorite concubine. He also doesn't have time to come to Nie Mansion to see Miss Lu. What does a few days count for?"

The hidden meaning in the housekeeper's words aroused resonance and resentment among the surrounding residents.

Lu Wanhe has become a celebrity in the capital city in recent days. Everyone knows that this virtuous, loving, gentle and sensible talented woman is the third concubine of Xu from Suzhou.

Many people have received couplets written by her, and this careful woman would ask the recipients where they live or live, trying her best to prevent identical couplets from appearing in the same place.

In the past, couplets written by calligraphy masters could be sold at high prices. The appearance of such a hardworking and talented woman is like a living Bodhisattva descended from heaven, solving the urgent needs of many families.

In ancient times, not everyone was literate, and there happened to be a riot in the capital, so the curfew and city ban lasted for several days, and the demand for calligraphy masters had long been in short supply.

(End of this chapter)