Wu Pingzheng has already entered Beijing, what can he find in the Wu family? Why does he always feel like his answer is behind the iron gate? He didn't know why, it all came from that wonderful feeling. He just felt that Uncle Hai's madness, and the unbelievable situation of the five patients had a lot to do with the Wu family. In any case, he had to stand inside the door and not outside.

In the evening, Shi asked Qingmin to bring a set of women's clothes and some rouge gouache. Qingmin ignored it. The shadow of the afternoon quarrel had not completely disappeared, and the strange behavior of the stone made her unconsciously activate the self-protection button.

"Xiaomin, what's wrong with you? Still angry? ”

Qingmin didn't reply.

"I want to explain to you, but you don't listen. I went to Wu's house to investigate, and Wu Pingzheng had a problem. ”

"He's gone to Yingtian, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know, I've got to go into his house anyway. Uncle Hai said the words 'Wu Pingzheng' today......"

"What? Uncle Hai said 'Wu Pingzheng'? Why didn't you tell me? When did he say that? Why did he say these three words? I've never heard him call him 'Wu Pingzheng', does he remember him? ”

"You, don't worry! I was going to talk to you slowly in the morning, but you didn't listen. ”

"Speak quickly!"

"This morning I read some descriptions of madness in the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing", and I tried to tell Uncle Hai about the cause and treatment of this disease, so as to sort out my thoughts. Unexpectedly, Uncle Hai suddenly said the words 'heart disease' and 'Wu Pingzheng'", and then, and then it was the way you saw it. Shi looked at Qing Min, who he couldn't figure out, and didn't feel comfortable because of the grievances.

Qing Min was silent, there was a thick doubt and melancholy in his eyebrows, and the stones didn't know why they arose, so he had to wait for Qing Min to ask.

Why these five words? Anything else? ”

"I didn't say anything else, I think what Uncle Hai said must have something to do with the reason why he got madness. So I must go to Wu's house to see it again. You tell me? ”

"Well, you decide." Qing Min agreed absentmindedly, but turned around and walked into the room to get her best-looking set of clothes and rouge gouache that she was usually reluctant to use.

"What do you want these for? Are you going to buy off their maids? She questioned again before handing it to the stone.

"You'll find out later." The stone snatched the thing from Qingmin's hand that had not yet been loosened.

When he appeared in front of Qingmin again, he had already changed as a person. He changed into Qingmin's clothes, and his tall and slender figure was wrapped in a woman's outfit, completely losing his masculinity. The originally delicate and handsome face was stacked with rouge and gouache, and it became shy and charming. Qingmin was dumbfounded.

The stone asked, "Do you think I can pretend to be a maid?" ”

"What? Are you going to dress up like this to go to the Wu family to be a maid? Startled, startled again, Qingmin's facial features distorted, and she wanted to re-examine the stone.

"Wu Pingzheng!" Uncle Hai pointed at the stone and screamed, and stumbled out of the house. The fear in his voice was eerie, like a cry from the abyss of despair.

Qing Min put aside her surprise and annoyance at the stone and rushed out, grabbing Uncle Hai's hand, and her soft-spoken care calmed Uncle Hai's panic in time.

"It's okay, it's okay, Wu Pingzheng is not here, even if he is here, we are not afraid! I'm going to kick him outside! Qingmin flew up and kicked away a dustpan. Those noisy voices, swaying figures, and all sources of fear were shrouded under that dustpan, and Uncle Hai fell silent.

Stone stood at the doorway and looked at Uncle Hae and Qingmin, not approaching them. He lowered his head and saw that the peach-colored silk skirt was soft and elegant, inlaid with small gold pendant lace, the folds of the skirt rose and fell like waves, the tight waist was slender and moving, and the two silk embroidered peonies on the chest were in full bloom.

Are these related to Wu Pingzheng? No, Wu Pingzheng is five big and three thick, with thick eyebrows and square face, broad forehead and thick lips, and a tiger's back and bear's waist, how can he pretend to be a girl? Could it be that he is in a relationship with which girl?

Qingmin walked in: "What's wrong with Uncle Hai?" It is also called the name of 'Wu Pingzheng'. ”

"I will infiltrate the Wu family as soon as possible, I believe that it will come to light, and Uncle Hai's illness may be cured."

"Humph!" Qingmin turned his back.

"Trust me, Qingmin. The most important thing for heart disease is to find out the cause, but we don't know why Uncle Hai got sick. When he was called 'Wu Pingzheng', he was scared like that, and I think it must have something to do with his illness. ”

Qingmin was silent for a long time, thinking that Shi Shi was single-mindedly taking risks to treat Uncle Hai's illness, and he shouldn't be angry, and his angry mood gradually calmed down.

"You're dressed like this......" she grinned, covering her mouth.

"What's wrong with that? Isn't it like the average girl? ”

"It's not like ...... Like a particularly beautiful girl. I'm worried that you will be taken by the old man Wu when you go to the Wu family, and you won't be able to come back. Moreover, Mrs. Wu sees you as so delicate, may she not be willing to keep you as a maid? ”

Stone's cheeks flew flushed, and the rouge that had not yet been applied to it looked flawless: "Then what do you say?" I don't want to wear this clothes that can't open my legs, apply these plaster-like powders, and die of discomfort! ”

Qingmin crossed his arms and circled around the stone, looking at him with a smile as if admiring a mutilated work of art, occasionally nodding solemnly and occasionally shaking his head with regret.

"There it is!" She walked to Uncle Hai's house, took a brush and appeared in front of the stone.

"Qingmin, what are you going to do?" The stone instinctively ducked back.

"You close your eyes."

"You want to paint me with a big face?"

"How do you see people with a big flower face? Rest assured, I will make you both visible and not salivate for men. Qing Min picked up his pen and lit a large black dot next to the stone's nose.

"Well, no man will have a crush on you now."

The stone hurriedly ran to the bronze mirror, and a matchmaker mole unscrupulously took a place on his face, and the originally awkward face became evil.

"Xiaomin, I can't see that you are so ruthless! Okay, okay, the old lady is out! ”

Early the next morning, under Qingmin's worried gaze, Shi Shi left the hut and went to Wu's house alone. The breeze brushed his pink lips and the corners of his skirt fluttered, and he seemed to have returned to the spacious courtyard of his home. The laughter of autumn leaves and green willows and silver bells reached his ears with the breeze. They hid among the green trees and red flowers and beckoned to him. He walked in the direction from which the sound came, but there were only busy bees and joyful butterflies.

The woman's clothes that restrained the stone's brisk steps and the rouge gouache that made him breathless did their best to protect his true identity, and the housekeeper of the Wu family did not have the slightest suspicion of him. He took the stone to meet Master Wu and Mrs. Wu. The two of them were amazed at his much stronger physique than the average woman, and firmly believed that it was the gift of their devotion to the Buddha—to receive a maid who paid one and did two jobs.

The main duties of the stone are to help in the kitchen and to serve the master to eat and drink tea. After the butler gave an explanation, he led him to the room where the next person lived. The rooms were low and cramped, damp and dark, with no light and no windows, and were no different from the places where cattle were kept.

The stone sat on the creaking bed board, with its feet stretched out and pressed against the wall. He snorted twice, as an expression of sympathy for his situation. After these days, he has a good enough attitude to take all hardships as a grind, and knows that it is the only way to become strong in the face of all kinds of difficulties.

The stone quickly became familiar with his work, which did not require mental effort, but only caution and observation. While familiarizing himself with the location of everything, what time to do things, and the temper of everyone in the Wu family, from the master to the servants, he also discovered a strange phenomenon: the young lady of the Wu family stayed at home.

She seldom even visits her living room and yard, and spends her days in a dark and mysterious room. Stone only gets a chance to set foot here when he brings her food, but must leave as soon as he puts it down. So far, he has not seen the face of Miss Wu. All the secrets are only in the eyes of a maid who specializes in serving the young lady, but she is contaminated with the loneliness of the young lady, and does not smile or say a word to people, and turns a blind eye.

Half a month has passed, and Shi can only occasionally be fortunate enough to enjoy the silhouette and back of Miss Wu. She was like a mosquito in the dark to the stone, he knew it was there, but he didn't know what it was. After carefully observing everyone in the Wu family, Shi concluded that they were only supporting roles, and the young lady of the Wu family was the key to the matter.

He must know more about Miss Wu's family, he can't spend endless time in the Wu family, the longer he stays, the easier it is to show his feet. How can I meet her? According to the wise saying of Green Willow - you can't touch the tiger's buttocks, maybe you can sniff his fart first, and the stone thought of Magnolia, Miss Wu's maid.

Over the next few days, Stone used some broken silver as bait to get a chance to talk to Magnolia. He chatted and asked if the food was to Miss's liking, what Miss liked to eat, and so on. When he tried to find out more about why the young lady didn't leave the room, and the young lady was not beautiful, Yulan would frown and turn away in despair.

Is it the red who is close to Zhu and the black who is close to ink, or does he not have the ability to let others have a heart-to-heart relationship with him? Stone thought it would not be difficult to get close to the girl. He grew up in a pile of women. He knew the girls' habits very well, and from their smiles, frowns, and flicks of his sleeves, he could guess their thoughts. Miss Wu and Magnolia were like standing on a bamboo raft in the middle of the river, and they gradually moved away from him on the riverbank.