"Are your eyes well?" Peng Jingrong asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's actually been good for a long time, but we don't dare to remove the membrane on it." Liu Ziguang leaned over and picked up the flower fan that fell on the ground and put it in Peng Jingrong's hand and said.

"You uncovered it yourself?" Peng Jingrong asked.

"I didn't just go to visit a Westerner Langzhong, and he helped me get it. By the way, what's going on with that North Korean plastic surgery Langzhong you said? Liu Ziguang said.

"Just now I went to visit a friend in Plum Garden, the little sister introduced to me the internal medicine of the North Korean country, and brought a group of people to our Daming Tai Hospital to learn the arts, just this internal medicine Zhengda, the medical group is especially good at plastic surgery, skin peeling, double eyelid cutting, rhinoplasty, face slimming and so on, all proficient, attracted the ladies and ladies in the capital, I think you can just use the skin resurfacing surgery, so I can book it for you through a friend." Peng Jingrong said.

The burns on Liu Ziguang's face divided his face into two parts of different colors, and it always looked uncomfortable, and suddenly he heard that someone could change his skin, no wonder Peng Jingrong was in such a hurry to come back.

"I don't know what my face looks like anymore." Liu Ziguang had not looked in the mirror since he was injured, and he could only feel the changes on the left side of his face by touch, he walked into the room and looked at his face in the mirror on the dresser: the burned half was as red as boiled beef, in stark contrast to the other half of his normal face.

"It's very aesthetically pleasing, since you've contacted the plastic surgeon, when are we going?" Liu Ziguang asked: Since Dr. Jones can replant amputated limbs, it shouldn't be a fantasy that North Korean Langzhong can replant.

"It's been said that it's in the plum garden, let's go here." After Peng Jingrong came back, she didn't even change the formal clothes of the guests, just in order to pull Liu Ziguang to change her skin in time.

The plum garden is the sun rises in the industrial park in the capital, which is full of plum blossoms, so it is called the plum garden, and once Miss Hu arrives in the capital, it has become a place where the women and celebrities gather together, what is the trend?

Godprincess Hu Yimin's every move is the trend, what color of clothes she wears, what flavor of incense powder she uses, is the goal of everyone to emulate, today is the second day Hu Yimin came to the capital, the garden is full of guests, including the well-known Korean court doctor.

North Korea was originally a subject country of the Ming Dynasty, more than ten years ago, when the Qing army entered the customs at its peak, it once threw itself into the Manchu Qing Dynasty, but recently the Ming army won several battles in a row, and the North Korean side suddenly came back to the senses, and sent a huge delegation from the sea to Nanjing to pay tribute and worship, and there were not only senior civil and military officials of the Korean state, but also the imperial kitchen and imperial physician who came to study and inspect by the way.

Since this internal medicine doctor has come to visit Miss Hu in the fat powder pile, he will definitely not be a man with eyebrows.

When Peng Jingrong took Liu Ziguang to the plum garden, the carriages that originally lined up the whole street were gone, only two carriages were parked at the door alone, and the housekeeper who guarded the door saw that it was Miss Peng's family, and hurriedly walked over with a smile and helped lift the curtain of the carriage: "Miss Peng, you are here, please hurry." The two got out of the car and walked into the plum garden, only to see that the garden was covered by green trees, the blue water was rippling, and the whole building had no traditional concept of the central axis, which was completely arbitrary, natural, and felt more elegant than the Wei Mansion.

Hu Yimin had been waiting in the hall for a long time, and there were two women sitting next to him, one was a foreign young woman wearing a breast-length skirt with a dough-like head on her head, and the other was a young man wearing a white robe and a square scarf

Lord Xu Changjin, who has the word "big", is proficient in the art of Qihuang, especially good at making a fuss on people's heads and faces, and Premier Liu's face is about to ask her. ”

"It turned out to be the famous Dae Jang Geum." Liu Ziguang hurriedly followed Peng Jingrong to give her a salute, and secretly thought that the young man with red lips and white teeth next to him was Min Zhenghao.

How does it look much better than the big and small. Da Changjin got up and said some modest and polite words in broken Chinese, looking humble and respectful.

"This is our interpreter and my watch...... Cousin Li Jun. Hu Yimin continued to introduce the young man in white.

It turned out that it wasn't Min Zhenghao, Liu Ziguang couldn't help but look at this young man more, his eyes were not tall, his skin was tender, his face was fat, and his ruddy lips were like flowers, and he was clearly dressed as a man, but since he was introduced as a cousin, it was not easy to break it.

After some cold and polite talk, Liu Ziguang briefly talked about the injury to his face, and after listening to Li Jun's translation, Da Changjin carefully observed Liu Ziguang's left side of his face for a long time, and then babbled out a string of Korean words.

Da Changjin said that reskinning Liu Gongzi's face is a major operation, but it is not very difficult, and it only needs to be transplanted with the intact skin on his body. However, she suggested that it was better to observe for a period of time, because she saw that Liu Gongzi's skin seemed to be different from that of ordinary burned people, and there were no sweat pores on the general burned skin, while Liu Gongzi not only had pores, but also showed signs of new skin growth. Li Jun immediately translated the Korean dialect, and it was impossible to see that he could reach the level of simultaneous translation at a young age.

"Really?" Peng Jingrong and Liu Ziguang were overjoyed, Peng Jingrong was happy that Liu Ziguang's appearance could be restored, and Liu Ziguang was happy to learn that he had the ability to regenerate, and his eyes were easily cured at Dr. Jones at noon, and now he learned that the skin was growing slowly, and it seemed that the body transformed by the spaceship was indeed not simple.

"Hehe, of course it's true, what Sister Da Changjin said can be fake?" Li Jun said with a smile. Dae Changjin also smiled and nodded.

"Thank you so much, and thank you to Miss Hu and Li Gongzi today." Peng Jingrong and Liu Ziguang thanked everyone happily.

"Say thank you and you're done, huh? That's not going to work, and you'll have to break the bank. Today, in order to treat your Liu Gongzi, my cousin drove away all the noble ladies who were pestering Sister Da Changjin. Li Jun said with a grin.

"If Li Gongzi has any requests, just ask." Liu Ziguang is really in a good mood today, and looking at this pink little girl, she is also very cute, patted her chest and praised Haikou.

"Hehe, then you invite us to play with Gone with the Wind, I heard that Dong Xiaowan has a new song performance today." Li Jun said with a wistful look.

"If you want to listen to Dong Xiaowan sing a song, just call her to have a church meeting, isn't it good to go to that kind of place." It's still Miss Hu's bullishness, and it is even more difficult for ordinary people to listen to Dong Xiaowan singing, without the title of a few hundred taels of silver, a celebrity and a talent, and they can't even see Dong Xiaowan's face.

"Cousin, of course you can invite people here, but the feeling of listening to music at home and listening to music outside is completely different, what you want is that kind of worldly feeling, we not only have to go, but also disguise ourselves as men. Oh, it's you guys who disguise themselves as men, and Liu Gongzi and I are originally men. Li Jun pouted and said something.

A few aristocratic ladies went to visit the Qinglou, it was a very bold proposal, of course Liu Ziguang had no objection, the oldest and most stable Hu Yimin was only nineteen years old, everyone was still a teenager, and they all laughed for a while, and they all agreed, only Da Changjin, as a diplomat, was really inconvenient to show up on the occasion of Fengyue, and resolutely refused to go, everyone persuaded her for a while, and seeing that she was really resolute, she no longer forced a few people to send Da Changjin to the mansion together.

Hu Yimin has a lot of men's clothes here, it seems that women usually dress up as men, Peng Jingrong and her figure are about the same, and the two of them each changed into a set of scribe's clothes, and when they came out, they couldn't help but make people's eyes shine.

Li Jun patted the two little fat hands and praised: "So handsome, cousin, you are so handsome in men's clothes, Sister Peng is not bad, you are more handsome than the fourth son of Nanming, and the three of us will be called brothers later." ”

"What about me, should you call me big brother?" Liu Ziguang quipped.

"Liu Gongzi is ugly, you can't be our big brother, you can pretend to be our scholar later." Li Jun's arrangement is really interesting, not only do the three sons use a scholar, but this scholar is also an ugly monster with a yin and yang face.

But everyone doesn't care about such details.

"Let's go to Gone with the Wind like this, it's not good to spread it to the ears of adults, I think it's better to bring less family, you also know that my father usually manages me so strictly, and when I come out to play in the plum garden, I have to bring dozens of family members, and it's really boring." Li Jun said.

Miss Hu also deeply agrees, usually in order to maintain the face of Rishengchang, no matter what she does, she is hugging from front to back, although she has a lot of face, but she lacks a freedom, at this moment, since Li Jun proposed, you might as well try the feeling of a micro-service visit.

The four of them slipped out of the back door of the plum garden, called two manpower tricycles from Ziguang Motors, and took one with Miss Hu and Li Jun, and drove directly to Gone with the Wind.

This time it was the chaos, not the painting boat where Liu Ziguang and the little emperor made trouble, the Gone with the Wind Building on the bank of the Qinhuai River was only a few steps away from the Jiangnan Gongyuan, and there were eight brightly dressed turtle slaves standing at the door of the three-story pavilion carved beams and painting buildings, and they were specially responsible for ushering in the send-off.

These guys are standard snobs, and when they see two tricycles coming to the door, they don't go to greet them, but run over from a distance to meet a beautifully decorated carriage.

A fat man with a stubby neck came down from the carriage, and as soon as he made a move, he made a stack of small silver tickets of one or two denominations: "Take it for tea." The turtle slaves hurriedly thanked him: "Xie Liuye rewarded the sixth master to listen to Dong's singing, please help you prepare it upstairs." "Of course, those who ride in a carriage are richer than those who make tricycles, and when they see the flattering faces of the turtle slaves, Liu Ziguang is not angry, and he stretches out his hand and takes out a silver ticket of ten taels and rewards it to the tricycle driver

"The three eldest sons are enough for you, and I can't find the ten taels of silver tickets." The coachman said in embarrassment.

"You don't have to look for it, the rest is the one who will reward you." Liu Ziguang waved his hand indifferently and looked back to see that Hu Yimin was also doing the same thing, but she rewarded more silver tickets, a hundred taels of money!

The two coachmen suddenly kowtowed excitedly to the windfall, and the four of them looked at the stunned turtle slaves with a smug expression, and walked into the Gone with the Wind, and the turtle slaves who regretted it were too late to come to their senses, and left the six masters to chase after them: "The four masters, the little ones, will show you the way!" ”