Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Dog Meat Shop

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Dog Meat ShopThe maid outside took the letter from the guard and handed it to the maid who opened the door. She glanced at Lin'an, who was sitting on the bed, leaning sideways and looked

unhappy, and then left tactfully.

The maid who opened the door was the pretty maid who had been spanked by Xu Qian'an. She opened the envelope and took a look.

After reading only the first sentence, the clever maid stopped reading and guessed who the letter was from. She smiled and said, "Your Highness, the dog slave has sent a letter."

Biao Biao immediately turned around, glanced at the two pages of letter paper, and turned her head away again: "It's too long, I won't read it."

This was in line with Princess Lin'an's character. The two maids chuckled, put the letter on the table, and said softly, "I'll go out first. Your Highness has something to summon you."

As soon as the maid left, Biao Biao looked at the table frequently. When the footsteps faded away, she walked to the table while muttering, picked up the letter and read it.

After hearing what Huaiqing said, she was a little angry. The dog slave was honest on the surface, but secretly he was a lecher. He spent all day in the Jiaofangsi. She felt suffocated just thinking about it.

But she didn't know the reason, so she was upset after she came back.

Logically speaking, she was the Princess of Lin'an, and she had many guards under her. She never cared about their lifestyle.

She sat down in front of the table, straightened her back, and lowered her head slightly. She was very energetic and energetic. She had been trained to have a good posture since she was a child.

".... The night is long and I can't sleep. Your Highness's voice, appearance and smile are as if in front of me and ringing in my ears. I haven't seen you for half a month. I miss you very much."

"Pah!" Bian Bian spat, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

This kind of informal opening fully expresses the other party's dependence and miss, and highlights her own importance. Princess Lin'an likes this the most.

She was a girl who liked romance, so the domineering CEO could not sprout in this era, otherwise Bia Bia would be a fan of female-oriented literature.

She continued to read on. The letter described many bizarre and strange things, such as a water ghost harming people in the canal, and her dog slave jumped into the river to save people without hesitation, fighting for three hundred rounds, and rescued the poor guard. The guard knelt down and kowtowed in gratitude, but the dog slave helped him up and said deafeningly: There is gold under a man's knees!

It's really well said... Bia Bia smiled, and the more she read, the more fascinated she became. She liked to read these strange things, which were full of fun, thrilling and exciting. Outside the door, two close-fitting palace maids quietly pushed open a gap, lay down in the crack of the door and looked, and were shocked to find Princess Lin'an sitting at the table, intoxicated, sometimes laughing, sometimes frowning, and sometimes showing a scared expression.

Quietly retreating, the two whispered:

"Is the princess in a good mood again?"

"Yes, it's obvious... She read the letter so seriously."

"Sister, what's in the letter?"

"Don't ask, don't ask about the master's affairs, have you forgotten what the palace maid taught us?"

"That Xu Qian'an is really capable. The princess has only known him for a short time, but she cares so much about him... Well, I won't say these words everywhere."

....

Bian Bian read to the end with an unsatisfied mind, and found that the story had ended. The dog servant talked about a kind of lotus in Qingzhou, called red lotus, which is as charming as fire, and always reminds me of the peerless grace of His Highness in a red dress.....

As she read, Bian Bian's round and crystal face flushed with shyness, charming and intoxicating.

Although she knew that there was no one in the room, she still glanced at the door with a guilty conscience, and then just held the letter in her palm.

"He, he..."

Princess Lin'an heard her heart beating wildly, and her oval face was burning.

How dare he write such a letter to her? If he seduces the princess, once it is leaked, he will die

to atone for his crime. Thinking of this, Bian Bian wanted to tear up the letter and destroy the evidence.

But she was reluctant to do so, because since she was born, it was the first time that the princess received a letter of this nature. The story was exciting, and Xu Ningyan spoke so

nicely...

Her dark and bright eyes turned, and the clever Lin'an came up with an idea. She put the dehydrated petals and the letter together and sandwiched them in a thick book, which was the only copy given to her by her mother.

"Okay, no one will find out this way!" Bian Bian exhaled and put his hands on his waist.

Not long after, two maids in the courtyard heard the call from Her Royal Highness: "Come in and change clothes. I want to change into a red skirt!"

The maids entered the room and helped Princess Lin'an change clothes. Under her instructions, she changed into a beautiful red skirt.

Lin'an nodded with satisfaction, turned around gracefully, and the hem of her skirt was like a blooming flower.

"Look, my peerless grace!" She raised her chin and said confidently.

"..." The maids looked at each other, confused.

"Your Highness, you are not angry?" The maid who was slapped on the butt by Xu Qian'an

asked tentatively.

"What are you angry about?" Lin'an asked back.

"That dog slave." As soon as the maid finished speaking, she saw Bian Bian's eyebrows

raised, interrupted angrily, and said unhappily:

"What dog slave, can you call a dog slave? You should call Lord Xu."

I don't let others call my dog slave, she said in her heart.

.....

Yingmei Pavilion.

Fuxiang, wearing a white cotton dress, with her hair loose and without makeup, picked plum blossoms in the yard with a bamboo basket.

The plum blossoms were gorgeous and the courtyard was quiet. She wore a complicated white dress with the hem dragging on the ground. A bamboo basket hung on her white wrist, with clusters of picked plum blossoms deposited in the basket. She raised her other arm to climb

the branches.

The plum blossoms and the beauty complement each other.

The maids in the yard looked at this scene and were pleased. Now the lady is becoming more and more indifferent. She practices dancing, tunes the piano, appreciates plum blossoms, and does elegant things every day.

She rarely shows up for tea, or goes out for a drink and then leaves the guests. Instead of being angry, the guests are more and more admiring.

Gradually, now it is worth it for men to brag about Fuxiang for several days if they can see her

once.

Following "Fragrance floating in the moonlight at dusk", there is another poem that is quite famous: Beauty rolls up the pearl curtain, sits deep and frowns...

After the publicity of the Jiaofangsi, an allusion was fabricated for this poem:

The talented Lord Xu made Lady Fuxiang cry, and in order to make her happy, he was anxious

and turned around. Finally, he drank three cups of strong liquor, and under the influence of alcohol, his thoughts flowed, and this poem was born.

Pure poems have no soul, but after allusions and stories, they immediately become talked

about with relish.

Many scholars believed it to be true, thinking that Fuxiang was a talented woman. If they had more contact with her, they might be able to write a poem like Xu Qian'an, which would be

passed down through the ages and be famous for generations.

The Dafeng version hypes up the character!

However, since Lord Xu left Beijing, Lady Xu often sighed and sent people to inquire about

the news every three days, asking if Lord Xu had returned to Beijing.

At this time, the servant guarding the gate ran in, holding a letter in his hand, waving it from

a distance:

"Madam Fuxiang, there is a letter from Qingzhou, sent by Lord Xu."

Xu Qian'an did not dare to sign the envelopes sent to the princesses, but he did not need to worry about the letters sent to Fuxiang and his family.

Fuxiang, who was originally quite interested, was stunned at first, and then reacted greatly

and threw away the bamboo basket and the plum blossoms. She held up her skirt and ran to meet him, not letting the maid pass the letter.

She snatched the envelope from the servant, her eyes sparkling, like a little girl who suddenly received a gift and was immersed in an unexpected surprise.

Xu Lang actually sent me a letter... Fuxiang's inner joy burst out, because she realized that she still had some status in that man's heart, and it was not just a casual relationship.

This realization made her body float and she was a little dizzy. "Madam..." the maid reminded quietly, the smile on the lady's face was too silly.

Fuxiang ignored her, holding her skirt with one hand and the letter with the other, and returned to the bedroom quickly. After closing the door, she couldn't wait to open it, walked to the bed while reading, and sat on the edge of the bed.

She pursed her pink lips and read word by word. Because the letter was not long, she was afraid that if she read it too quickly, it would be gone.

Seeing that Xu Qian'an did not go to Qingzhou's Jiaofang Division, Fuxiang was inexplicably

happy. Seeing that he said that when he missed him, he should remember to trim his nails,

Fuxiang was stunned for a while before reacting.

"Pah!"

Fuxiang blushed and spat, holding the letter to her chest like a treasure, leaning on the bed,

closing her eyes, and her plump little mouth raised a happy arc.

.....

The letter from the Imperial Astronomical Bureau was received a little late, just at dinner

time. Chu Caiwei, who wanted to be promoted to an alchemist, felt that she had used up all

her efforts for the next year.

She would be a salted fish from next year, and try to be promoted to the next level in a few years. Anyway, she would not be so tired.

Her round oval face became thinner, and her chin became sharper.

She was sitting in the dining hall, having dinner with her fellow apprentices, but before

eating, Chu Caiwei planned to read the letter Xu Ningyan sent her.

She was a little happy. "There is a delicacy in Yuzhou, called yellow sprouts and ham. Ham is a delicacy unique to the

south and hard to find in the north...

"There are countless delicacies in Qingzhou. Let me tell you one by one..."

As she read, Chu Caiwei opened her eyes wide and swallowed saliva. After reading this letter,

the ordinary food of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau suddenly didn't smell good.

It was hard to swallow.

"Damn Xu Ningyan..." Chu Caiwei slammed the table and walked out angrily.

"Where is Junior Sister Caiwei going?"

"I'm going to Qingzhou and Yuzhou!"

"Ah?"

"To the restaurant, I don't want to eat the food of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, it's

terrible! "

Before dusk, Xu Lingyue brought her little boy back from the school, followed by two strong

servants.

The aunt, wearing a crimson silk dress and a pleated long skirt, was holding a pair of scissors and trimming the potted plants in the hall.

It was boring for the aunt to be the mistress of the family. The children had just grown up and had not married yet, so there was no evil daughter-in-law waiting for her to fight.

In addition, the Xu family was not prosperous, unlike those wealthy families with a group of

people inside and outside, so the burden of managing the house was not heavy for the aunt.

Every day, she drank tea, watered the flowers, and took the servants of the mansion out for shopping.

To say that this inner city was more prosperous and safer than the outer city, she did not have to worry about encountering bullies when walking on the street. Because there were night watchmen patrolling the inner city, the five guards of the capital, and the constables of the

government office.

She was already old, and when she went out on the street, there were still men staring at her absent-mindedly, which was really annoying.

Xu Lingyue entered the hall and saw her mother's back bending over to do her haircut. Her

waist was slender and her round and plump breasts were under her loose skirt.

She was a little envious.

"Mom, I'm back..." Xu Lingyin had a small cloth bag hanging around her neck, which swayed

as she ran.

She was so unstable that she bumped into her aunt's hips. "Why are you making so much noise?" Her aunt turned around and scolded.

After scolding the youngest daughter, she looked at the eldest daughter: "How did Lingyin

perform in the cram school?"

The little girl went to school. This was the requirement set by Xu Erlang when he went home

last time. He had absolutely no intention of venting his dissatisfaction. He just didn't want to see his little sister neglect her studies.

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an old scholar who was very good at studying. A juren would not teach a child to be

enlightened. Even for a scholar, teaching a child to be enlightened was already a sledgehammer to kill a

chicken, but there was no way, the parents gave too much.

The children who went to school with Xu Lingyin were not children from ordinary families.

Xu Lingyue glanced at her heartless sister, sighed, and said softly: "The teacher said that she was always the loudest and most serious when reading. But after

reading, she forgot it. Today, she finally learned the three sentences of the Three Character Classic... The teacher was so happy that he almost burst into tears."

The aunt felt so embarrassed and poked the little girl's forehead with her finger: "Stupid, you

have to think about reading. Don't let it go in one ear and out the other. "

"I'm not stupid, no no no." Xu Lingyin protested loudly.

"You are stupid."

"Mom is stupid, because I was born by her." The little kid argued with her.

"...." Aunt was speechless, picked her up and spanked her a few times. Xu Lingyin, who was

thick-skinned and thick-fleshed, was not afraid at all and had to prove that she was not stupid.

Aunt sighed and did not intend to argue with the little girl. It was useless except that she was angry and screamed.

"Your elder brother sent a few letters back and put them on the table. Lingyue, go and have a look." Aunt was illiterate.

Xu Lingyue's eyes lit up, and she excitedly walked to the table, picked up the letters and

glanced at them. There were three letters, one for herself, one for her father, and one for her mother.

"Mom, your elder brother also sent you one.

"I

Auntie was stunned, her moist eyes flashed with surprise, thinking that this unlucky nephew

still misses his mother.

"I'll read it, I'll read it..." Xiaodou felt that she had been in school for a few days and was a

scholar, so the burden of reading letters should be handed over to her.

Xu Lingyue looked at her with amusement, handed over the letter to her father, and opened

the one addressed to herself.

Xiaodou took the letter and immediately raised his eyebrows: "It's amazing that big brother

can write so many words. Big brother's handwriting is better than mine." "Nonsense, do you want to read it?" Aunt sat on the chair.

"When a person is born, he is good. People are close to each other..." She finished reading.

"Is this a letter? Is this a letter from your elder brother?" Aunt was angry.

"This is the letter, I read it out." The little bean flapped his arms like wings to increase his persuasiveness.

"You can only read these three sentences."

At this time, Xu Lingyue had finished reading the letter written by her elder brother. She put

away the shriveled petals and planned to put them in the sachet for collection.

Xu Lingyue's delicate face was full of smiles, and then she opened the letter to her aunt: "Mom, I will read you the letter sent by your elder brother."

Aunt immediately changed to a lazy sitting posture and nodded reservedly: "Yes." "Please take good care of Lingyin, over!" Xu Lingyue smiled awkwardly, "My elder brother

wrote a concise and to-the-point letter..."

"He wrote the letter on purpose to irritate me." Aunt shouted, turning her face away angrily.

.....

Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng, and Zhu Guangxiao changed into casual clothes and only brought their swords. They left the post station before curfew and came to Huangbo Street. They ordered a table of food at a small restaurant on the street, drank and waited for the

sunset. Xu Qi'an held chopsticks in his mouth and a wine glass in his hand, watching the fewer and fewer people on the street and the darkening sky.

The last ray of afterglow disappeared in the west. He put the wine glass on the table and said,

"Waiter, pay the bill." Song Tingfeng watched him take out the silver coins to pay the bill. He left the restaurant and

walked towards Huangbo Street. He wondered, "Ning Yan, where did you get so much silver? I've never seen you use copper coins."

The currency unit of copper coins is not worthy of me, the son of luck... Xu Qiyan said, "Why do you care about me?"

"No, I just felt that the silver you just saw was familiar, with a dime missing... I lost three

coins of silver yesterday, and it was also missing a dime. Does that seem to be my silver?" Song Tingfeng said uncertainly.

"Be more confident, remove the word "seems", that's your silver." Xu Qiyan patted him on the shoulder: "I picked it up at the door of your room." "Fuck you... give me the silver back." Song Tingfeng chased him and beat him. Soon, they came to Huangbo Street, one of the famous black markets in Baidi City. Unlike the

outside of the street, it was not cold here, and there were bustling people. However, they all wore hoods or masks, and did not show their true faces. The three put on a black robe, put on the hood, hid their swords in the robe, and entered

Huangbo Street.

The strong smell of blood hit their noses. All the shops on both sides sold dog meat, with tied live dogs, cooked meat, and raw meat.

"I haven't eaten dog meat for many years..." Xu Qian'an was a little tempted. After the work was done, he bought a few pounds of dog meat and returned to the post

station. Eating dog meat around the hot pot in the cold winter was a great pleasure in life. Soon, they found Shop No. 15 Ding according to the shop's house number. From the outside, it was also a shop selling raw dog meat, but the three people with sharp ears moved their ears at

the same time and heard the sound of Yingying and Yanyan coming from the shop.

This is indeed a shop selling dog meat.