The banquet in Huijinyuan dispersed, and Bo Weng and his wife also went back to their room to sleep. I don’t know how long it took, but the knocks came from the gate of the courtyard. Bo Weng responded to the door, but it was the mistress of the Song family who sent the wife in charge to ask about the matter.
Bo Weng hurriedly opened the door, and the wife in charge led a few mother-in-law to the yard with lamps and asked Bo Weng, "Is Xiaoyue here?"
Bo Weng said: What's wrong with Xiaoyue not coming to Huijinyuan today?
The wife in charge did not answer, but asked: Is Mr. Zhao here?
Bo Weng couldn't figure out how to manage his wife first asked Xiaoyue, and then the painter, and only replied: Both painters Zhao in the yard are here.
I point to the handsome guy with a face
Oh, Xiao Zhao is here
Where is it?
He lives in the west wing
The wife of the manager walked over to Bo Weng and walked to the west wing. She asked the mother-in-law to come forward and knock on the door, and asked Zhao Ye to come out to meet the mother-in-law and raised her fist to shoot the door of the west wing. The door was actually a covert and was swept open.
The situation was strange, so the wife in charge led the crowd into the west wing and illuminated the lights along the road, and cast their shadows on the paper windows and moved them from the hall to the bedroom.
Bo Weng and his wife were confused. They were waiting outside the room for a while, when a girl screamed in panic in the dormitory
The wife in charge said angrily: If it's really here! She immediately called her mother-in-law: drag her out of bed
The figures swayed on the window paper in the bedroom, as if a few mothers were pulling into the bed
The girl started crying, and the wife in charge said in a cold voice: Do you still have the face to cry? Put on your clothes!
After a while, she said: "You have been going back to the room everywhere, but you haven't returned to the room for a long time. Some people said that you went to Huijinyuan every day. Today, I have a suspicious behavior with that beautiful painter, so I must have an affair... It turns out that you are not wronged...
The girl cried sadly: We are in love with each other... and cannot help but feel inseparable...
Bo Weng and his wife recognized the voice of the West Chamber from their goddaughter Xiaoyue, and looked at each other. When did Xiaoyue get along with the painter Xiao Zhao?
In the bedroom of the west wing, the wife in charge spat to Xiaoyue: You have the face to say it! Xiaoyue cried
At this time, the man on the bed turned over and sat up, complaining with his tongue: It's noisy, can you let people sleep?
The women in the room looked in the sound and exclaimed
There was a noisy in the west wing, which woke Du Changchun and Ye Bairen. The two old men were dressed in clothes and left the house, and stood in the yard with Bo Weng and his wife to watch.
Soon, the other end of the east wing creaked and opened the door. A tall and beautiful man slowly walked out of the room.
Bo Weng looked at him in a blink of an eye and exclaimed, "Little Painter, Painter Xiao Zhao?"
Zhao Ye nodded and greeted him, walked towards Du Changchun and others
Bo Weng pointed to the west wing, No, who lives in the west wing?
Zhao Ye said: It's Brother Zijian
In the bedroom of the west wing, the wife of the manager frowned deeply and had seen Zhao Ye from afar. She was impressed by his young and handsome appearance. Now the man sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes... was so full that he could be upright.
Xiaoyue forgot to cry, stared at Zhao Hui with her eyes like a copper bell, and pointed at her: You...you...
Zhao Hui squinted his eyes and recognized Xiaoyue in a daze. He was brave after drinking, so he giggled and got out of bed and wanted to hug him.
The wife in charge ordered the mother-in-law to stop Zhao Hui and pulled him and Xiaoyue into the west wing hall.
She was in charge of the wife and dealt with the maid Xiaoyue. Zhao Hui was a painter invited by the head of the family. She had no right to take the initiative, so she asked the mother-in-law to invite Song Dagu to come and make a decision. She personally asked her mother to come and leave.
Taking advantage of the time, she learned that Zhao Yeren was in the heart of the courtyard, so she called him into the house and asked: Little Zhao painter, Mr. Bo said, "You live in the west wing, why are you in the east wing? Da Zhao painter fell on the west wing instead?"
Zhao Ye replied: A few days ago, Brother Zijian thought the east wing was too cold and caused him to catch a cold, so we changed our room
Xiaoyue is killed by thunder, and is as stupid as a wooden chicken
The wife in charge blamed Bo Weng. He was in charge of Huijinyuan, but he didn't even know about this little thing.
Zhao Ye used to relax his cheeks. It was nothing to do with Bo Weng. Brother Jian was arranged by Song Weng to live in the east wing. He was second only to Du Weng and Ye Weng. He cherished the good intentions of his master and did not want to change rooms openly and completely. Therefore, we went to the house to visit others, changed rooms every night and quietly changed them back to the original room in the morning.
Xiaoyue's face turned gray and she lowered her head without saying a word. Zhao Hui left the bed, was thin and she was still cold. When she arrived at Song Dagu, she woke up 60% to 70%
Song Dagu was asked by Zhao Hui. Zhao Hui confirmed that Zhao Ye had spoken in exchange for residences and said that he really didn't understand why Xiaoyue got into his bed.
Song Dagu asked Xiaoyue again, Xiaoyue looked at Zhao Hui with tears in her eyes, tender and affectionate
Then she kowtowed to Song Dagu and said timidly: Master, don't blame Painter Zhao, don't do his business, it's all Xiaoyue's fault, Painter Zhao cares about me, I thought this man was a gentleman, and he was also a good match, and worthy of entrusting his life, so he took the initiative to come to the secret meeting, wanting to cook rice and cook it for me, forcing him to redeem me, and become a husband and wife
Zhao Hui couldn't believe at first that his love luck was dim for many years, and when he was middle-aged, he actually caused a beautiful girl to throw herself into her arms.
After a while, he realized that he was unlucky in the past, and all the women he met were snobbish and didn't know the goods. Now that time is coming, he finally got Xiaoyue's keen eyes to recognize the hero.
Everyone present was not as drunk as Zhao Hui, so they didn't believe Xiaoyue's words.
Xiaoyue is young and weak, and her temperament is as fresh as white paper, not like a person with courage to run at night
If it was for Zhao Ye to make such a bad decision, that would be very reasonable, but she actually fell in love with Zhao Hui?
As we all know, Zhao Hui is so raving and fond of making trouble. How could he ever be a gentleman?
He is old and has mediocre development, and is not a good match.
It is definitely Zhao Hui who abducted an ignorant girl! Everyone disagreed with Xiaoyue's lust and despised Zhao Hui even more
Xiaoyue took the mistakes on her own, and must have been tricked by Zhao Huishu, and recited the words he taught in advance. If the personal relationship is exposed in the future, it will be better to shirk it away for him.
As the owner of the Song family, Song Dagu's first idea was that Zhao Hui and Xiaoyue had something to do, so they could not keep it. They wanted to sweep one out of the house and resell the other.
Then I thought, before he came over, Huijinyuan was noisy, attracting all the literati from the neighboring courtyard to gather at the gate to watch the fun. I guess everyone knew the inside story of the storm tonight.
There is no airtight wall in the world. He led a wolf into the house and hired a painter to hook up with a maid under his nose to become a traitor. Sooner or later, it would be like he was unaware of people and had no way to control the people. He could not suffer this loss.
Song Dagu is a big business person. He has used his brains and has an idea.
He released a kind and smile and said: "Painter Zhao and Xiaoyue are a talented man and a beautiful woman. A talented man and a beautiful woman should be together, let alone they are in love with each other? In this way, a gentleman has the beauty of becoming an adult. I will let Xiaoyue go and betroth him to Painter Zhao, and will bow to the village tomorrow to get married.
Zhao Hui didn't dream of a marriage coming to his door in the middle of the night, and he didn't spend a penny from the bride to the wedding.
After hearing this, the literati from outside the hospital went to the hospital to flatter Song Dagu's generous manner.
Song Dagu smiled, Xiaoyue's worth of silver and wedding will cost no more than 100 taels
Giving up this little money to play the show, then what the literati around him spread was not the erotic news of the Song family's poor house, but the beautiful story of Song Dagu's generous success for the talented man and beautiful woman.
This incident is spread to ten, and ten is beautiful. There is no need to worry about not being able to get the reputation of a noble man who is light on wealth and valued by virtue of being elegant.
The literati went to congratulate Zhao Hui again, and Zhao Hui was dancing and enjoying himself.
Ye Bairen shook his head and sighed, Du Changchun rolled his eyes, but he was almost cursed.
Zhao Hui stayed in someone else's house, but did not respect himself, but seduced the maid. No matter what the marriage was, who would still ask him to come in and paint in the future?
His reputation is broken and his painting skills are not as good as irreplaceable as ever, so his life path of painting will inevitably become narrower and narrower.
Xiaoyue was taken back to the lower room by her mother. She glanced at Zhao Ye when she walked away, and she was very unfair.
Zhao Ye looked back calmly
The next day, Zhao Ye and the mule man who came from the capital as promised to leave
The two of them rode mules slowly through a wood, and suddenly a whistle sounded, and a bow and arrow shot towards the two of them, and the arrow penetrated straight into the soil.
Zhao Ye and others immediately stopped the mule. The muleman just thought that there was a thief blocking the road and quickly said: "Good life for the hero, the young man will have a high place to go...
A tender voice shouted loudly, shut up! If you talk nonsense, I will twist your head!
Zhao Yexun looked up at the sound of his words. A woman dressed in men's clothes and stood tall on the tree.
She pulled a bow and arrow in her hand, carried a quiver on her back, and wore a dagger on her waist; she looked at her age sixteen or seventeen, and looked at her beautiful face and beautiful face, and was very inconsistent with her full armed body.
Zhao Ye was surprised and calmed down immediately. Miss Xiaoyue... This is probably your pseudonym, the name of the girl Gao surname, what should I call her?
Bo Weng hurriedly opened the door, and the wife in charge led a few mother-in-law to the yard with lamps and asked Bo Weng, "Is Xiaoyue here?"
Bo Weng said: What's wrong with Xiaoyue not coming to Huijinyuan today?
The wife in charge did not answer, but asked: Is Mr. Zhao here?
Bo Weng couldn't figure out how to manage his wife first asked Xiaoyue, and then the painter, and only replied: Both painters Zhao in the yard are here.
I point to the handsome guy with a face
Oh, Xiao Zhao is here
Where is it?
He lives in the west wing
The wife of the manager walked over to Bo Weng and walked to the west wing. She asked the mother-in-law to come forward and knock on the door, and asked Zhao Ye to come out to meet the mother-in-law and raised her fist to shoot the door of the west wing. The door was actually a covert and was swept open.
The situation was strange, so the wife in charge led the crowd into the west wing and illuminated the lights along the road, and cast their shadows on the paper windows and moved them from the hall to the bedroom.
Bo Weng and his wife were confused. They were waiting outside the room for a while, when a girl screamed in panic in the dormitory
The wife in charge said angrily: If it's really here! She immediately called her mother-in-law: drag her out of bed
The figures swayed on the window paper in the bedroom, as if a few mothers were pulling into the bed
The girl started crying, and the wife in charge said in a cold voice: Do you still have the face to cry? Put on your clothes!
After a while, she said: "You have been going back to the room everywhere, but you haven't returned to the room for a long time. Some people said that you went to Huijinyuan every day. Today, I have a suspicious behavior with that beautiful painter, so I must have an affair... It turns out that you are not wronged...
The girl cried sadly: We are in love with each other... and cannot help but feel inseparable...
Bo Weng and his wife recognized the voice of the West Chamber from their goddaughter Xiaoyue, and looked at each other. When did Xiaoyue get along with the painter Xiao Zhao?
In the bedroom of the west wing, the wife in charge spat to Xiaoyue: You have the face to say it! Xiaoyue cried
At this time, the man on the bed turned over and sat up, complaining with his tongue: It's noisy, can you let people sleep?
The women in the room looked in the sound and exclaimed
There was a noisy in the west wing, which woke Du Changchun and Ye Bairen. The two old men were dressed in clothes and left the house, and stood in the yard with Bo Weng and his wife to watch.
Soon, the other end of the east wing creaked and opened the door. A tall and beautiful man slowly walked out of the room.
Bo Weng looked at him in a blink of an eye and exclaimed, "Little Painter, Painter Xiao Zhao?"
Zhao Ye nodded and greeted him, walked towards Du Changchun and others
Bo Weng pointed to the west wing, No, who lives in the west wing?
Zhao Ye said: It's Brother Zijian
In the bedroom of the west wing, the wife of the manager frowned deeply and had seen Zhao Ye from afar. She was impressed by his young and handsome appearance. Now the man sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes... was so full that he could be upright.
Xiaoyue forgot to cry, stared at Zhao Hui with her eyes like a copper bell, and pointed at her: You...you...
Zhao Hui squinted his eyes and recognized Xiaoyue in a daze. He was brave after drinking, so he giggled and got out of bed and wanted to hug him.
The wife in charge ordered the mother-in-law to stop Zhao Hui and pulled him and Xiaoyue into the west wing hall.
She was in charge of the wife and dealt with the maid Xiaoyue. Zhao Hui was a painter invited by the head of the family. She had no right to take the initiative, so she asked the mother-in-law to invite Song Dagu to come and make a decision. She personally asked her mother to come and leave.
Taking advantage of the time, she learned that Zhao Yeren was in the heart of the courtyard, so she called him into the house and asked: Little Zhao painter, Mr. Bo said, "You live in the west wing, why are you in the east wing? Da Zhao painter fell on the west wing instead?"
Zhao Ye replied: A few days ago, Brother Zijian thought the east wing was too cold and caused him to catch a cold, so we changed our room
Xiaoyue is killed by thunder, and is as stupid as a wooden chicken
The wife in charge blamed Bo Weng. He was in charge of Huijinyuan, but he didn't even know about this little thing.
Zhao Ye used to relax his cheeks. It was nothing to do with Bo Weng. Brother Jian was arranged by Song Weng to live in the east wing. He was second only to Du Weng and Ye Weng. He cherished the good intentions of his master and did not want to change rooms openly and completely. Therefore, we went to the house to visit others, changed rooms every night and quietly changed them back to the original room in the morning.
Xiaoyue's face turned gray and she lowered her head without saying a word. Zhao Hui left the bed, was thin and she was still cold. When she arrived at Song Dagu, she woke up 60% to 70%
Song Dagu was asked by Zhao Hui. Zhao Hui confirmed that Zhao Ye had spoken in exchange for residences and said that he really didn't understand why Xiaoyue got into his bed.
Song Dagu asked Xiaoyue again, Xiaoyue looked at Zhao Hui with tears in her eyes, tender and affectionate
Then she kowtowed to Song Dagu and said timidly: Master, don't blame Painter Zhao, don't do his business, it's all Xiaoyue's fault, Painter Zhao cares about me, I thought this man was a gentleman, and he was also a good match, and worthy of entrusting his life, so he took the initiative to come to the secret meeting, wanting to cook rice and cook it for me, forcing him to redeem me, and become a husband and wife
Zhao Hui couldn't believe at first that his love luck was dim for many years, and when he was middle-aged, he actually caused a beautiful girl to throw herself into her arms.
After a while, he realized that he was unlucky in the past, and all the women he met were snobbish and didn't know the goods. Now that time is coming, he finally got Xiaoyue's keen eyes to recognize the hero.
Everyone present was not as drunk as Zhao Hui, so they didn't believe Xiaoyue's words.
Xiaoyue is young and weak, and her temperament is as fresh as white paper, not like a person with courage to run at night
If it was for Zhao Ye to make such a bad decision, that would be very reasonable, but she actually fell in love with Zhao Hui?
As we all know, Zhao Hui is so raving and fond of making trouble. How could he ever be a gentleman?
He is old and has mediocre development, and is not a good match.
It is definitely Zhao Hui who abducted an ignorant girl! Everyone disagreed with Xiaoyue's lust and despised Zhao Hui even more
Xiaoyue took the mistakes on her own, and must have been tricked by Zhao Huishu, and recited the words he taught in advance. If the personal relationship is exposed in the future, it will be better to shirk it away for him.
As the owner of the Song family, Song Dagu's first idea was that Zhao Hui and Xiaoyue had something to do, so they could not keep it. They wanted to sweep one out of the house and resell the other.
Then I thought, before he came over, Huijinyuan was noisy, attracting all the literati from the neighboring courtyard to gather at the gate to watch the fun. I guess everyone knew the inside story of the storm tonight.
There is no airtight wall in the world. He led a wolf into the house and hired a painter to hook up with a maid under his nose to become a traitor. Sooner or later, it would be like he was unaware of people and had no way to control the people. He could not suffer this loss.
Song Dagu is a big business person. He has used his brains and has an idea.
He released a kind and smile and said: "Painter Zhao and Xiaoyue are a talented man and a beautiful woman. A talented man and a beautiful woman should be together, let alone they are in love with each other? In this way, a gentleman has the beauty of becoming an adult. I will let Xiaoyue go and betroth him to Painter Zhao, and will bow to the village tomorrow to get married.
Zhao Hui didn't dream of a marriage coming to his door in the middle of the night, and he didn't spend a penny from the bride to the wedding.
After hearing this, the literati from outside the hospital went to the hospital to flatter Song Dagu's generous manner.
Song Dagu smiled, Xiaoyue's worth of silver and wedding will cost no more than 100 taels
Giving up this little money to play the show, then what the literati around him spread was not the erotic news of the Song family's poor house, but the beautiful story of Song Dagu's generous success for the talented man and beautiful woman.
This incident is spread to ten, and ten is beautiful. There is no need to worry about not being able to get the reputation of a noble man who is light on wealth and valued by virtue of being elegant.
The literati went to congratulate Zhao Hui again, and Zhao Hui was dancing and enjoying himself.
Ye Bairen shook his head and sighed, Du Changchun rolled his eyes, but he was almost cursed.
Zhao Hui stayed in someone else's house, but did not respect himself, but seduced the maid. No matter what the marriage was, who would still ask him to come in and paint in the future?
His reputation is broken and his painting skills are not as good as irreplaceable as ever, so his life path of painting will inevitably become narrower and narrower.
Xiaoyue was taken back to the lower room by her mother. She glanced at Zhao Ye when she walked away, and she was very unfair.
Zhao Ye looked back calmly
The next day, Zhao Ye and the mule man who came from the capital as promised to leave
The two of them rode mules slowly through a wood, and suddenly a whistle sounded, and a bow and arrow shot towards the two of them, and the arrow penetrated straight into the soil.
Zhao Ye and others immediately stopped the mule. The muleman just thought that there was a thief blocking the road and quickly said: "Good life for the hero, the young man will have a high place to go...
A tender voice shouted loudly, shut up! If you talk nonsense, I will twist your head!
Zhao Yexun looked up at the sound of his words. A woman dressed in men's clothes and stood tall on the tree.
She pulled a bow and arrow in her hand, carried a quiver on her back, and wore a dagger on her waist; she looked at her age sixteen or seventeen, and looked at her beautiful face and beautiful face, and was very inconsistent with her full armed body.
Zhao Ye was surprised and calmed down immediately. Miss Xiaoyue... This is probably your pseudonym, the name of the girl Gao surname, what should I call her?
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