The gossip headlines in the capital have been refreshed again, and it is said that the wife of Lord Yang, the commander of the guards, invited a master to beat Lord Yang's life-saving red face, and the poor red face turned into a pig's head, and his little face was swollen three times and there was no place to look down. Without the god of life, Lord Yang is in charge, the weak and helpless poor little Nan girl can only shrink in the corner, crying silently and licking her wounds alone...

Xiao Nan falls, when your Nan Ye is a dog or a cat?

Yang Nianci: You should shake your head and choke with tears and say, beg Mrs. to treat Xiao Nan as a cat and a dog, and throw it in any corner, as long as I can silently look at the god in my heart...

When all kinds of brain gossip and rumors filled the streets and alleys, the protagonist of the incident, Xiao Nan, went out of the door with a white veil, and finally appeared in the sun, protesting to the main room with her weak and strong figure, as long as she lives for a day, she will fight for a better future.

White yarn, that's really yarn, what can it block? Anyone with long eyes can see through that thin layer of faces, which are still bruised underneath. The masses of the people are completely divided into two factions: one faction thinks that Mrs. Yang is not only jealous but also vicious, and does not abide by women's morals and commits seven crimes, so it is okay not to be such a vicious woman, and the main characteristics of this faction are: male. The other faction thinks that Mrs. Yang is soft-hearted and not decisive enough, and she should be beaten to death with a stick and then poured a basin of black dog blood on such a slut, so that the little fox's spirit will be scattered and never be reborn.

As for those who are already or are aiming for Primary 3, Primary 4, Primary 5, Primary 6... women, they don't need to open their mouths at this time, just two tears are enough to take a stand.

The strong and immortal life-saving Hongyan stood up and wandered on the main streets of the capital, and everyone waited with wide eyes to see how Mrs. Yang reacted.

Yang Nianci did not disappoint people, so wherever Xiao Nan went, he could be chased and intercepted by a group of neat women's army, one by one, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, scolding Huai with a string of slang slang, and the corners of his eyes were obviously towards Xiao Nan, but he didn't nominate the surname at all. Every time Xiao Nan looked at the strange but fiery faces around him, listening to the vicious and bitter foul language that split his head and face, he felt pain in his heart and wanted to kill someone.

Sister, Nan Ye is the most embarrassed at this time in his life, right? What bad idea did those people who lost their conscience come up with? Where did the sister-in-law invite this group of killing gods, one is not enough concentration to hit the wall and reincarnate in minutes!!

The people who were secretly concerned about this matter naturally stretched their necks, secretly thinking about when they should make a move to get the maximum benefit.

Finally, on the first few days, Xiao Nan had recovered to his original appearance, and Yang Nianci had bought almost the same amount of money, after secret discussion, Xiao Nan sent a letter to King Ping's Mansion.

King Ping took the letter in surprise, unfolded it, and was quite speechless, it was a note left by Xuanyuan, King Tuoping could help Xiao Nan when he needed it, and he would be grateful in the future.

King Ping touched his chin, ah, this king almost forgot about it. I promised that kid at the beginning.

What a big deal!

So, after King Ping dispersed the dynasty once, he didn't wait for the civil and military officials to disperse, and found Duan Xiang, and under Lang Lang, he "gossiped" with Duan Xiang for a while.

As for the content of the gossip, hehe, everyone stretched their necks and listened, King Ping is so invisible, he even dares to meddle in the family affairs of Duan Xiang's daughter, tsk, wait to see a good show.

In the end, Duan Xiang flung his sleeves and strode away with a cold face. But then, Xiao Nan went to the street and there was no more attack from the Women's Army.

Everyone suddenly won the peace of mind.

Alas, poor Duan Xiang, I'm afraid I'm holding back the fire in my belly.

Why don't you just suffocate him? Qiu Xiang thought so.

Xiao Nan finally got quiet and free, and he was grateful to King Ping. I personally went to the antique street and bought some precious calligraphy, painting and antiques and sent them to the Pingwang Mansion.

The corners of King Ping's mouth twitched, this life-saving red face was really... Unique. Nine of the ten antiques are imitations, and the last one, hehe, will naturally be ancient after a few hundred years. That shop didn't even bother to make imitations, right?

King Ping secretly wondered, what did Yang Jun's kid like about her? At such a level, you can only be a favored concubine, and you must not be released to see people. Shame on you!

King Ping's eyes swept away, how could there be an eleventh item?

"What is this?"

The corner of the housekeeper's mouth twitched: "I said that I bought a lot, and the store gave it away." Miss Xiao Nan saw that the painting was good, so she sent it together. ”

King Ping... When will this king be able to send it with an additive?

Perhaps wanting to further verify the level of appreciation of the legendary life-saving red face, King Ping personally opened the scroll that was ten percent new at a glance.

"Huh? This painting..."

The housekeeper leaned over: "Pretty good?" ”

King Ping: "Quite ... Popular. ”

Chamberlain...

It's a picture of a laid-back idyllic landscape.

There are mountains, water, fields, people, and smoke rising from the sky above the village. There are adult men working in the fields, women washing clothes by the river, and children and old people laughing and enjoying the shade under the big trees at the entrance of the village.

"Lord Wang, this is the scenery of Jiangnan, right? These waterways and ditches are from the south. However, this painting is red and green, and it is lively and annoying. ”

Elegant paintings are all about artistic conception, especially ink.

King Ping commented on the shelf: "The color of this painting is abrupt but bold, the brush is rough but wild, the characters are simple but vivid, cough cough, suitable..."

The housekeeper asked: "Where is it suitable to hang?" ”

King Ping coughed: "It is suitable for the Zhuang family to hang a festive celebration during the New Year." ”

Chamberlain... Hang it on the Zhuangzi for a good harvest?

King Ping coughed again, rolled up the picture, pointed to a pile of fakes on the table, and motioned to the butler: "Find a way to deal with these." Keep the style of lowering the palace. ”

The steward looked at King Ping, who only took away the "New Year's Painting" with his hands behind his back, and vomited in his heart, although these are fake, they have spent money, but you treat a worthless one as a baby. Yes, you are a prince that is not comparable to ordinary people.

King Ping held the scroll and went all the way to Tian Ya's courtyard.

Tian Ya greeted him: "Lord Wang, why are you here?" ”

King Ping smiled: "I got something interesting for you to see." ”

As he spoke, King Ping placed the scroll on the table and opened it. This painting is a banner, and King Ping unfolded it to one side and motioned for Tian Ya to come and see.

"Aren't you homesick? This king is not allowed to take you back now, but I happened to get a picture of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River to relieve your homesickness. I will have the opportunity to take you back in the future. ”

Tian Ya smiled softly, did not speak, and looked down.

"It's really what the slave's hometown looks like."

Tian Ya took a closer look, was taken aback, and subconsciously rubbed her eyes.

That's right, there was a flock of ducks floating in the waterway between the fields!

Look any further. On one side of the small village there was a big river, and there were reeds by the river, and a woman was washing clothes with bluestone slabs. There is a lotus pond at the other end, with half of the lotus leaves, and the naughty child is playing in the water to catch fish. But, there wasn't a single duck in either place!

Tian Ya shook her head secretly, the duck entered the field, isn't it a scourge to the seedlings? His heart trembled secretly, and when he saw that there was still an ununfolded scroll, he stretched out his hand and pushed it away.

Mountain, a green mountain with continuous ups and downs, is when the mountain flowers are blooming, the fiery red mountain flowers, red warmly, dazzlingly red, red heavy...

Tian Ya's eyelashes trembled sharply, this flower, and that duck...

King Ping also looked at it: "This mountain flower is also beautiful, I don't know what kind of it?" ”

Tian Ya whispered, "Azalea, the most beautiful mountain flower." When the girl got married, the sedan chair was full of cuckoos, and she also wore cuckoos on her head. It symbolizes that the days after marriage are prosperous. ”

Ping Wangqi said: "It's actually a cuckoo? It's a good idea to you. The literati's pen is a sad meaning, there is a bird cuckoo, crying blood, blood turned into flowers, and its name is also cuckoo. ”

Tian Ya's body stiffened slightly: "Yes, this flower is made of blood, that's why it's so red and so strong..."

The voice was almost inaudible, and King Ping thought that she had touched her heart and was in a bad mood, so he smiled and said: "I don't know if this painter has knocked over the paint, this vermilion is used too much, and it looks too dignified." ”

Tian Ya stared at the red all over the mountains: "Yes, it's all black." ”

King Ping thought she was still sad, so he pulled her and held her in his arms: "I wanted to make you happy, but it made you sad again." Is this king not, this king will take the painting away. ”

"Don't," Tian Ya smiled shyly: "The slave likes this painting very much, thank you for your heart." Saying that, he smiled brightly, and the smiling eyes on his round face did not have a trace of reluctance to be sad and forced to smile, obviously he was really happy.

King Ping's arms tightened: "Since you like it tight, how can you thank this king." ”

Tian Ya lowered her head, and her thick eyelashes wanted to speak: "Let the prince command, the slave and maid will do their best..."

I was embarrassed to say the latter words.

King Ping laughed and pinched her cheeks: "Get ready to wait for this king to come." ”

Tian Ya bowed her head and saluted.

King Ping laughed and left.

Tian Ya didn't send him, just stood in front of the painting, looking at the fiery red, for a long time, a tear slowly flowed.

King Ping came to Mr. Lu's residence in the outer courtyard, but did not see him, and asked the person who was waiting.

"Where's Mr. Lu?"

Mr. Lu is not shy about things, so they also know about Mr. Lu's special hobbies, and Mr. Lu will tell them what he does.

"It was said that he found a particularly good seedling, and Mr. Lu went to see it in person."

What seedlings, everyone knows in their hearts.

King Ping's heart was sunny, this Mr. Lu is too concerned about women, and he is better than himself.

King Ping didn't care, Mr. Lu went, without exception, it would take two or three days to return, and King Ping had to leave to do something else.

In one of the most dilapidated and desolate abandoned houses in the capital, several people gathered here through the surrounding houses that were also deserted and uninhabited.

After entering the relatively complete room, one of them said: "Xiao Nan has already sent things in, but I don't know if the girl will see it." ”

Another person said lazily: "If you want me to say, what to send?" After a while, I gave it to her directly, and she naturally understood that we made it. Could it be that someone else offended the prince for their business? It's just that you do more. ”

The third person sighed: "She would naturally guess." Sending something is just a pretense, we also asked her at the beginning, and after the deed was completed, I wanted to rescue her, but she didn't want to. It's a life, so why not ask? ”

The second person who spoke said indifferently: "The people who are worthy of her life are gone, what will she choose?" ”

There was silence.

The man who had not spoken spoke again: "I heard that King Ping is good to her, and women are the most soft-hearted, if she regrets it... Even if she doesn't regret it, and she can't guarantee that she won't be blinded by the rich days, will she still do it? ”

There was silence again.

The first to speak: "Whether she does it or not, that scum sin should live long, and he must not be allowed to live again." If she doesn't do it, let's think of another way. That girl, her sister is a fierce child. ”

Well, maybe too.

"What about people? It's time to get your hands dirty. ”

"In the cellar. I'm done early, I'll go back early. ”

The four of them followed each other into the dilapidated courtyard, and one of them stepped forward with his long thick arms, pulled up a wooden plank full of dirt, revealing a swarthy half-collapsed hole, and went down first.

"Woo-woo-"

It was dry, and there was a man lying on the empty floor, struggling when he heard the movement. The man was covered with a black cloth cover over his head, and he couldn't see clearly, and he was gagged when he heard the voice.

One stepped forward and lifted the cloth cover from the man's head halfway, revealing his neck and half of his face. He grabbed the back of the man's hair in one hand and pulled it back, causing the man to tilt his head back, and with the other he held a dagger and pointed at the man's chin near his neck.

"Here's it. That girl has this mark in mind. ”

All three nodded.

"Ahh

Despite being gagged, the man let out a terrible cry and fainted from the pain.

In the evening, the maid sent by Tian Ya to buy fat powder came back. Because she was favored, King Ping allowed her to send someone to buy things herself. The left is just some rouge, gouache, silk and satin and other things that don't matter. Tian Ya didn't ask for anything else, but she often asked people to go to a specific shop to buy rouge.

Tian Ya withdrew everyone, picked up a few boxes and jars and examined them carefully, and finally saw a few strokes drawn with the tip of a knife at the bottom of a small white porcelain round-bellied bottle, making up a simple appearance of a duck.

Tian Ya's hands trembled, and she shook the bottle, knowing Suosuo's voice, which contained water-like things.

Tian Ya took a small bowl, pulled the wooden cork off the bottle, and poured it clean.

A piece of stuff flowed out.

Tian Ya's hands trembled even more, and she pulled out the two small short hairpins on her head and gently unfolded the thing. The thing was soft to the touch, and it didn't stretch out in a few moments, and there was a black protrusion on the pale yellow base, and there were a few thick black hairs on the protrusion.

It's a mole-covered human skin!

Tian Ya was not afraid at all, but showed a look of ecstasy on her face. She fell to the ground with her mouth wide open, laughing without a sound, her jaw nervously opening and closing, and tears flowing like a river.

After a long time, Tian Ya, who had been laughing until her body was stiff and twitched from time to time, slowly eased up. She got up, threw the skin into the brazier, and watched it burn out little by little, and the look of madness on her face faded little by little. As the last trace of ash disappeared, Tian Ya had regained her calm appearance. She sniffled and opened the window in disgust, letting the wind take away the strange smell of the room.

Tian Ya solemnly rolled up the picture scroll on the case, shook her head when she thought about it, and threw it into the brazier to burn it. I sat down in front of the dressing table and looked at my face carefully. The eyes were so red and swollen that they could not be seen.

"Come on, prepare water."

The maid outside listened happily, and the master of the house wanted to prepare water for bathing, indicating that the prince was still staying here tonight. With the right master, the people below are also rising, maybe one day they will be favored by the prince.

Tian Ya's eyes stared at the bronze mirror without blinking, and suddenly hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled, my good prince! (To be continued.) )