Chapter 8: The Mourning Hall

Zhou Qingming waited in the room for a long time, but he didn't see Zisu giving him lotus seed soup, so he held back his anger and called the servant Fuchun who was waiting.

"Fuchun, go and see where Aunt Song got that girl from Zisu for me, I don't know the sky and the earth is thick, the third master can take a fancy to her is her creation, and she dares to disobey and rub for so long."

Fu Chun nodded and replied, and went straight to Aunt Song's courtyard.

Unfortunately, I happened to meet Master Zhou, who was going to Aunt Song's place.

Master Zhou's face was serious, "Fuchun, what are you doing sneakily?" ”

Fu Chun lowered his head and lied, "I lost something, I'm looking for something." ”

Master Zhou scolded angrily: "This is the courtyard of the female dependents, and you shouldn't come here to find things!" Isn't it the third child, what the hell is he doing? ”

Fu Chun was so frightened that his face turned dirty, "Master atonement, this is none of the matter of the third young master, I'll get out." ”

Fu Chun left in a gloomy manner, and did not forget to watch Master Zhao enter Aunt Song's courtyard.

Zhou Qingming heard Fuchun's report, pressed his thoughts, and thought, Master Zhou went to Aunt Song's room today, it is really rare, with Master Zhou here, he didn't dare to do anything wrong, and temporarily dispelled the idea of perilla, anyway, the days are still long.

In the evening of the same day, Zhou Chenming personally presided over Zhou Jinming's water and land puja, and there were no accidents, and his heart was a little nervous.

Why is it okay for the second brother to preside over the water and land puja?

Could it really be that the eldest brother was disturbed when he saw him?

What's more serious is that not only Zhou Qingming thinks so, but there are also some rumors about this kind in the house, saying that the death of the eldest young master may be related to the third young master.

After Fuchun told Zhou Qingming about these rumors, Zhou Qingming slapped Fuchun without saying a word.

"You dog minion, others have wronged me, and you actually say the same?"

Fu Chun knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Third Young Master, this is not what the slave said, I overheard some little girls chewing on the root of their tongues, so I came to pass the word to the Third Young Master." ”

Zhou Qingming shouted: "The master has gone out to do errands again in the past few days, you have to find a way to send out those girls who chew the root of the tongue, it is best to make them unable to speak in the future!" ”

Fuchun agreed again and again.

But the rumors didn't seem to have subsided, and they were still quietly circulating in the Zhou Mansion, and no one thought that the person who spread the rumors was Zisu,.

She couldn't help but feel very relieved in her heart, Zhou Qingming hurt her so much, and as a result, a pack of phosphorus powder made Master Zhou suspicious of him. Her false rumors made this matter continue to ferment, adding fuel to the fire, and causing everyone's suspicion of Zhou Qingming even more.

Sure enough, that night, Master Zhou stayed in Aunt Song's room.

On the second day, Aunt Song said with a smile on her face: "You girl, you are really useful, I really didn't take you in vain." ”

Zi Su humbly replied: "Aunt Song is too bodhisattva, Zi Su should do her best to repay it." ”

Zi Su also understands that he offended Zhou Qingming yesterday, and I'm afraid that this guy won't let himself go so easily.

All day, Zi Su never went out of the courtyard where Aunt Song lived, and played with the seven-year-old fifth young master Zhou Kunming.

Sure enough, when Zhou Qingming got up the next day, he thought of Zisu's bright face, and couldn't help but feel ape.

He asked Fuchun to go to Aunt Song's side to inquire, Master Zhou had already left, and he smiled proudly, "Can you avoid the fifteenth if you dodge the first day of junior high school?" ”

The maids and servants in Aunt Song's courtyard didn't dare to say much when they saw Zhou Qingming.

Zhou Qingming heard the sound of perilla from a distance in the small garden behind the courtyard, turned in to take a look, and saw that she was teaching Zhou Kunming to weave bamboo dragonflies, and teasing Zhou Kunming from time to time.

Zhou Kunming clapped his hands and laughed, so happy that he wanted to jump up

"Shisu, you're a big girl, how do you play with a little child?"

When Zhou Kunming saw Zhou Qingming, he seemed to be frightened, and immediately stopped laughing, and shouted "Third Brother" timidly.

Zhou Qingming asked him to get out of here with an indifferent face, and the eight-year-old Zhou Kunming was so frightened that he immediately ran away.

"Third Young Master, I am the maid in Aunt Song's house, taking care of the Fifth Young Master and playing with him, it is my business, I don't know if the Third Young Master thinks it is inappropriate there?"

Shisu's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was surprised.

"I didn't expect you to be so articulate, it's really wronged to let you serve Aunt Song in such a play, it's better to serve in my room, I can make you an aunt and grandmother in a year and a half, it's better than being a girl."

The young masters of the Zhou Mansion are all virtuous, and they are so shameless when they see beautiful girls.

Zi Su scolded secretly in her heart, but replied quietly: "I am Aunt Song's girl, so naturally Aunt Song is in charge." ”

"Then I'll go to Aunt Song to ask for someone."

At this time, Aunt Song was holding her son distressedly and comforting him: "Kunkun, don't be afraid of your third brother in the future, you are also an upright young master of the Zhou Mansion." ”

Fifth Young Master Zhou Kunming stared at his big round eyes and nodded at a loss.

A sneer came from outside the door, and Zhou Qingming walked into Aunt Song's room, "He is also the young master of the Zhou Mansion, Aunt Song, you really give yourself a long face." ”

Aunt Song got up suddenly, "Third child, how can you say that I am also your mother-in-law, and I broke into my room without making a sound, why is there no rules like this?" ”

"Mother-in-law? It's just you putting gold on your face, and I've never admitted that you're just playing tricks on my father. I entered the gate of the Zhou family with a big belly, who knows if your son is my own brother? If I tell you the rules, how can I hear how you teach your son behind your back to fight for the property? ”

Aunt Song trembled with anger: "Zhou Qingming, you are too presumptuous!" ”

"I'm like this, if you can't get used to it, you can go to the master to comment and see how the master values the son of a play, right?"

Aunt Song's heart was trembling, with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't bear it and didn't roll it down, the identity of the drama made her never raise her head in the Zhou Mansion in her life.

Zhou Qingming smiled: "You don't have to be so angry, I came to you today for a good thing, I took a fancy to the maid Shisu next to you, and I plan to put it in the room, and I will also give you congratulations by the way." ”

Aunt Song has been living a trembling life in Zhou's mansion, and Master Zhou doesn't treat her very well, but I didn't expect that yesterday, a cup of lotus seed soup with perilla actually made the old man feel good, and he came to stay in his room.

Aunt Song also reached an agreement with Zisu to help each other, this Shisu may be an opportunity for her to turn over, and she is absolutely unwilling to give it to Zhou Qingming.

"Third child, I've heard some rumors about the death of the eldest young master, which seems to be bad for you. The eldest young master's mourning period has not yet expired, at this juncture, if you force me to give you the perilla, presumably even if I don't say anything, how should others think of you? ”

Aunt Song's words are really poignant, and she also said it boldly.

Zhou Jinming's mourning period has not yet expired, and if Zhou Qingming blatantly accepts perilla, it is disrespectful to Zhou Jinming.

What happened on the day of the May Seven Rebellion had already made him fall into some suspicions, and if he forcibly took the perilla during the mourning period, I am afraid that in the eyes of Master Zhou, it would be even more unbearable.

Zhou Qingming had nowhere to vent his anger, so he asked Fuchun to take him to the Yulouchun Painting Boat on the Qinhuai River to drink flower wine.

Yulou Chun's mother smiled when she saw Zhou Qingming, "The third master hasn't been here for a long time, I don't know which girl you want to accompany you today?" Do you want the jade girl to come? ”

Zhou Qingming said impatiently: "Those vulgar fans in your painting boat are tired of looking at it, are there any new girls?" ”

Mother smiled: "Third master, your taste is getting higher and higher, you can't even look down on Miss Yu." ”

Zhou Qingming got up suddenly, "You don't play tricks, the master said that he wants a new girl." ”

Mother sneered: "Third master, there are new girls, but the price is ......."

Zhou Qingming ignored her, took out a few oceans and threw them in front of her mother, she lowered her body and quickly picked them up, and said with a smile on her face: "There is a new girl named Xian Xian, I will invite you immediately." ”

Zhou Qingming drank two glasses of wine alone, the figure outside the door flickered, and a slender girl stood at the door: "Third young master, Xian Xian is here to serve you." ”

This slender girl curled Nana, and spoke like a warbler Yanyan, Zhou Qingming was immediately fascinated.

The girls of Yulouchun were really well trained, slender and gentle and smooth, and the charm revealed from the corners of their eyes and eyebrows made Zhou Qingming unable to resist, and after a while, they were poured more than ten glasses of wine by Xian Xian.

He half-opened his misty eyes, hugged Xian Xian in his arms, called the beauty vigorously, and dishonestly removed the clothes on his shoulders.

She smiled shyly: "Third Master, you have drunk a lot of wine, I am worried that you have no strength, why don't we go to the bow of the boat to sit and sober up, and then I will serve you when you have recovered your strength." ”

Zhou Qingming felt more and more that this new slender girl was considerate, so he let her help her walk onto the deck of the painting boat, at this time over the Qinhuai River, starlight, candles flickering in the distance, accompanied by a cool wind, he felt comfortable in his heart.

Xian Xian excused himself to serve him a bowl of sour plum soup to sober up, and Zhou Qingming half sat and half lay on the bow of the boat.

"Third brother, you have something to drink."

Xian Xian slowly walked to Zhou Qingming's side, her throat seemed to be choked, and she made a harsh sound.

Did he hear it wrong, or did he call it wrong? How does she call the third brother? And the voice is so ugly? Crow-like piercing, it seems to have a bit of a big brother's voice.

Zhou Qingming was strange, his heart suddenly froze, and his worried eyes couldn't help but look at Xian Xian, it didn't matter if he saw it, he was so frightened that he immediately lost his soul.

Where is the sour plum soup in front of you, or the beautiful beauty just now? It was his dead eldest brother Zhou Jinming, who only had half an intact face, and was smiling strangely at him.