Chapter 150: Whose Concubine Are You?
"Concubine?"
The first sentence shocked Ling Yue, how did she see it?
Chen Ji was obviously stunned, and barely squeezed out a smile: "The little girl is not a concubine, she is a woman from a good family."
Aunt Liu's willow eyebrows bent and she sat in a different position.
The small group fan fanned lightly, and snorted at Hongguo: "Go, palm mouth!"
Hongguo didn't react for a while, "You said palm?"
Aunt Liu knocked on the table with a fan, and said angrily, "This girl, I used to praise you for being clever, why are you stupid now? The eldest lady told me on the way, wasn't this kneeling one bought? That's the slave! The slave calls herself a "little girl", are there any rules?"
Hongguo reacted now, rubbed the sweat on his hands on his clothes, and stepped forward to give Chen Ji a slap.
Chen Ji's face was painful, and she glared at Hongguo with hatred.
Dead girl is so heavy!
Seeing this, Hongguo glared at her and slapped her again.
Aunt Liu waved her fan, "Don't worry, take your time. Now that I'm tired, how will I go on with the trial?"
Ling Yue smiled, "Auntie, don't worry, isn't there a clear sound?"
Although the sun was scorching, Chen Ji's heart was like falling into an ice cave.
Quickly changed her words: "The slave knows her mistake, please calm your anger!"
Aunt Liu lazily "um", "I'm not angry. Back to the first question, whose concubine are you?"
"Slave. A slave is not a concubine."
Hongguo saw Aunt Liu looking at her, understood it, and gave Chen Ji another slap.
After the fight, he didn't leave, so he simply stood next to her.
At this frequency, the next slap is not far away.
Aunt Liu took a sip of tea and said leisurely: "Don't be unconvinced, if I say that if you are a concubine, you must be a concubine, and if you are coquettish, you must be the kind of concubine who lingers on the bed all day long, has you been taught a lesson by the master?"
Hearing her say this, Chen Ji's face turned even redder, and she immediately thought of the scene of being humiliated by He Pujia, and her head hung deeply.
Ling Yue admired Aunt Liu so much, and that admiring look made Aunt Liu very useful.
Holding the fan in front of him, he whispered, "Miss, it's not difficult. With her peach blossom eyes and water snake waist, although she is worse than Chen Piaopiao, the man basically can't walk at a glance. Our uncle is not messing around, which shows that he is dead set on you, and he can marry!"
Ling Yue originally listened with great interest, but when she heard it, she turned to her again, and was speechless at the moment: "Auntie, get down to business!"
"Good, good, down to business. Let me tell you, since this woman is someone else's concubine, the water in this place is deep. There is a conspiracy to give up such a stunner to seduce the son of the General's Mansion!"
"Then you should ask!"
The fan was taken away, and Aunt Liu smiled at Chen Ji.
Just this smile made Chen Ji's heart sink again.
"What's your name?"
As soon as "Chen" said one word, Chen Ji regretted it, and was glad that she didn't say her full name.
But it's not so easy to make up a name, so what's the right name?
Just as he was hesitating, he was slapped in the face again.
"Slave, slave maid's name is Chen Xiaohong." Catching a glimpse of a red flower, Chen Ji cried and said the name.
Aunt Liu sighed, "Not honest. Chen Xiaohong? Why don't you call it Xiao Huang, Xiao Zi, Xiao Hei? Hongguo, remember this slap first, and wait until I'm done asking, otherwise this one will affect my thinking for a while."
"Yes!"
Aunt Liu fanned her fan and raised her eyebrows: "Okay, it's still the first question, whose concubine?"
Chen Ji didn't dare to confess Ye Zhaolin even if she died, so she had to cry and said, "The slave doesn't dare to say, beg your aunt to spare the slave and maid, if the slave and maid say it, it will only be death!"
"Yo, Xiaohong, I made two mistakes in this sentence. First, if you don't say anything, why should I spare you? Second, you are still too young, what are you afraid of, there are more terrible things in this world than death! Let's not say yes, Hongguo, write down ten slaps."
Chen Ji looked up suddenly: "How is it ten?"
"I'll just say a few!" Aunt Liu raised her eyebrows domineeringly, and then said, "What is the purpose of seducing Second Prince Xue?"
Sister Chen didn't dare not answer, and said hesitantly: "The slave maid suffered a lot of trouble in the original master's house, so I want to live a good life with him."
Aunt Liu shook her fan, picked up a grape and ate it.
"Alright, inconsistent! You, you are obviously instructed by someone to seduce Xue Ergongzi, and you are looking for some lame reasons. The preface doesn't match the afterword, and I don't bother to ask. Red fruit, slap twenty slaps!"
Twenty? Why are there twenty more?
Chen Ji didn't dare to ask, so she asked the estimated sentence again, "I will say a few!"
After twenty slaps, Hongguo's hands hurt, and Qingyin rubbed her for a while.
Chen Ji continued to kneel with red and swollen cheeks, she began to waver, is it worth it to take her life for Ye Zhaolin?
But if she said it, according to Ye Zhaolin's moody temperament, maybe she would be able to survive or die.
She suddenly remembered Aunt Liu's words, there are more terrible things in this world than death!
Aunt Liu pulled Ling Yue aside, frowned, and said, "Miss, I have to find someone to inquire these days, which dignitary in the capital has a concubine surnamed Chen who is about twenty years old. I'm not a good housewife because of my humble status, and it's up to you to do that."
Ling Yue nodded, this kind of thing is the most suitable for Qian Yingying.
Sure enough, when Qian Yingying heard about it, she immediately told her mother and gave her a portrait of Chen Ji.
Mrs. Qian felt that it was really unbelievable when she heard it at first, but she couldn't stand her daughter's pleading, so she had to agree.
That night, I invited the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, Mrs. Shangshu of the Criminal Department, Mrs. Yin of Kyoto Prefecture and other old sisters with deep personal relations, and agreed to visit the lake together tomorrow to enjoy the flowers.
Aunt Liu was not idle, and made an appointment with the aunts from various provinces who came and went on weekdays. Let Sihua prepare a set of maid clothes for Chen Ji, and prepare to take her to the capital the next day.
It is said that it is a journey, which is not much different from a street tour.
The maid does her duty, but Chen Ji's hairstyle is extremely dusty, so she is naturally the object of ridicule by the aunts.
"Yo, Sister Liu, you dare to take such a maid with you, this is a scourge!"
"It's not my sister, if it were me, I wouldn't dare. When you look at your watery eyes, I feel pity! I advise you to sell it quickly, so as not to cause trouble for yourself!"
"This small waist is thin, and it can't be grasped! How many men are going to be killed!"
"I can't see this, I look restless. Look at this delicate little appearance, it's really a bit of the charm of a beauty in the house of our Second Highness!"
Originally, Aunt Liu just wanted to humiliate Chen Ji so that she would soften, but she didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain!
Because Chen Ji's eyes were obviously panicked just now.
Aunt Liu suppressed her excitement, "Sister Zhang, my slave was bought, how can I compare it with the beauties in the Second Highness's mansion, don't talk nonsense!"
"It's just a joke. I heard that the beauty was charming and gorgeous, and His Royal Highness even snubbed the princess for her. Charming when you laugh, even more so when you cry. The tears rolled down from the tear mole in the corner of the eye, which made people feel so distressed! Didn't you think of it when you saw that your maid also had tears in the corners of her eyes?"
Aunt Liu smiled slightly and glanced at Chen Ji thoughtfully.
She hurriedly lowered her head, and the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a rope.