1044 God made a joke
Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, the willow trees on the street are bubbling green, and the cat's ears are in the corner of the alley, and there is the sound of gongs and drums singing loudly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Today is the birthday of Zhang Huaifu, the chief soldier in the south of the city.
Zhang Huaifu is forty-five years old, and his personality is flamboyant and likes to be extravagant, so he invited the aquatic students of the auspicious class to sing in the hall.
Originally, the Zhang family did not have this wealth, Zhang Huaifu's sister married an uncle surnamed Zhong fourteen years ago as a continuation, and the uncle had the prince as a brother-in-law, so he had a lot of benefits under the prince, and Zhang Huaifu could also get a piece of the pie by the way.
The Zhang family is getting better and better.
Today, the door of the house is wide open, although I can't invite the prince to wait, but a few uncles are still present, in a place like the capital, it is considered a middle-to-upper family.
Mrs. Zhong brought her son to congratulate her brother on his birthday, and the Zhang family was rich because of her, and when she returned to her parents' house, she was like the stars holding the moon, and the host and guests surrounded her in the middle.
Mrs. Zhong is a loud person, and she chats very speculatively with the ladies.
I don't know who mentioned that the young master of the Zhong family has not yet decided on a marriage.
The sister-in-law of the Zhang family was busy, "We can't settle for marriage in Qingyue casually, so we have to pick it up." ”
Mrs. Zhong said: "It doesn't matter what the family affairs are, you can't be sloppy in appearance, and you have to be like Mrs. Chen Guogong Shizi at the worst, otherwise you won't be in a hurry." ”
Isn't Mrs. Chen Guogong the wife of the famous Feng Shaoyu? That is the youngest daughter of Dingguo Gong, the cousin of Princess Yong'an, Princess Yong'an doesn't dare to think about her appearance anymore, right?
Mrs. Nashizi is even better than Princess Yong'an, with shallow pear nests and bright eyes, she is a rare beauty.
Beauty is hard to find, how can it be so easy to find?
When everyone heard that Mrs. Zhong's request was so high, they were silent.
The key is that some people have seen Feng Shaoyu, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a heroic posture, but no one here has ever seen the young master of the Zhong family except for their relatives.
It's not a banquet for your loved ones, and people who never go out, can they be comparable to Feng Shaoyu?
Someone sat far away from Mrs. Zhong and inquired in private.
But everyone shook their heads: "I haven't seen it." ”
"I haven't seen it. ”
"Have you seen it today?"
"I haven't seen you today, I don't know where to rest......
Of course, no one can tell Mrs. Zhong that it would be rude to call Young Master Zhong over to take a look.
Young Master Zhong also has no obligation to cooperate.
So what Young Master Zhong looks like still arouses everyone's curiosity.
Outside the window of the dressing room of the theater troupe, a thin teenager was lying on the window and looking at the play in the room loading and removing makeup, looking very devoted.
The young man's cheeks were very long, Zhongtian occupied more places on his face than Heavenly Court and his chin, his eyes were narrow and slit, his eyebrows were sparse, and he looked strange and old.
Someone in the troupe saw him and shouted, "What are you doing? ”
The boy stood quietly under the window, looking indifferently at the man who was yelling at him.
Although he behaved obscenely, he wore brocade clothes, which were still very bright in color and embroidered with patterns, which were more delicate than women's clothes, and the people in the troupe did not dare to really offend him.
He asked, "Who are you, what are you doing here?"
The boy didn't speak, thought for a moment, turned and ran.
The people in the troupe looked at his back and scolded: "It's like a second chair, and I don't know whose evil obstacle it is." ”
How did he know that the person he scolded was Mrs. Zhong's only son, Zhong Qingyue, who was also the object of discussion among the women in the backyard.
Zhong Qingyue ran to the courtyard behind the courtyard in one breath, and two apricot trees were planted in the courtyard, at this time, the branches of the apricot trees were bulging with small buds, which were flower buds, but the days were not long, and they could not be seen to be flower buds if they did not look closely at this time.
But the original gray branch skin color has been faintly red, this is the vitality.
Zhong Qingyue hugged the trunk of the tree, thinking about the play he had just seen, his hair was pursed, his apricot eyes were like waves, and a natural piece of romance flowed on his eyebrows, which was really heavenly.
That's also a man, why can people be so good-looking?
Zhong Qingyue was suddenly disheartened, and slowly lowered his head to look at his toes.
Suddenly, a slightly low, but very magnetic female voice came from behind him: "Young Master Zhong, you have a lot of troubles, don't you? ”
Zhong Qingyue looked back, the person who came had bright teeth and bright eyes, beautiful and unparalleled, wearing a brown dress, and the skirt was dancing in the breeze, like Chang'e in the Moon Palace.
Zhong Qingyue opened his mouth slightly, looking stupid.
"Do you envy me?"
The person asked again, Zhong Qingyue came back to his senses, and he was about to run, but he was reluctant, and looked back in three steps.
"I know, you envy me, but you're actually a girl." ”
Zhong Qing was struck by lightning, and looked back at the visitor in surprise: "Who are you?" he asked, with a faint excitement in his surprise.
The fairy-like woman of the Moon Palace said: "I am a doctor, I know you are very painful, you are actually a girl, but you are a man, do you want to be a girl? I can help you." ”
Zhong Qing slowly knelt down and kowtowed to the woman, "Are you a fairy?"
"Nope. The visitor had a smile on his face: "I'm a doctor." ”
"Doctor?"
"Yes, I'm a doctor, so I can help you restore your identity, you're a girl, I should say that, you're a boy, but in your heart, there are girls, beautiful girls. ”
Zhong Qingyue was so excited that the muscles in his cheeks trembled: "How do you know? How do you know? No one understands me, no one says I'm a girl, but I'm a girl, I want to be a girl." Then he began to cry.
From the beginning of his sensibility, he felt different from the people around him, he obviously liked girls' clothes, liked to play their games with girls, liked to wear flowers, liked to dress up, and even, he would have a crush on the little girl at home like a girl.
When he grows up, he wants to be pressed by the little guy and be with the little guy forever.
But the little guy didn't understand him, and the people around him couldn't understand him.
His mother ordered him not to embroider and kick shuttlecocks with the maids and ladies, and he was not allowed to wear floral clothes.
As a result, he became lonely and reluctant to make contact with people.
He envies those girls who are born beautiful, likes to watch them secretly, and envies those plays, even if he is allowed to wear a costume once, the people who sing are men, but they can dress up as Yu Ji, concubine, princess in the open.
He can't, he is the young master of the Earl's Court, and his mother said that if he makes a wrong step, his reputation will be ruined.
His mother couldn't sympathize with him, so she thought that he liked beautiful girls, so she desperately tried to find him a daughter-in-law.
In fact, he is a girl himself, he just wants to be a girl.
"Sister fairy, you help me, you save me......"
The woman on the opposite side slowly walked up to him, helped him up, and looked at him with gentle eyes: "God played a joke on you, so I will help you, but you have to listen to me." ”
Zhong Qingyue wiped away the tears: "I will promise whatever you ask me to do, as long as you can make me a girl." ”
"Okay, then you come with me first, and I'll tell you in detail. ”