When the shopkeeper heard this, his face was numb, even if the spring breeze hit him in the face with a drizzle, he was also unconscious.

He is a rule-abiding person for most of his life, and his wife is respectful, and even said that he is afraid of his wife, after the death of his wife, he kept filial piety like a filial son for three years, because of the solid family background, many matchmakers came to the door, let him continue the string, he was polite refused, everyone laughed, he can take the chastity archway.

The world is so wonderful, just like people who don't eat durian, eat it once in a while, and eat the marrow to know the taste, Lao Xu drank in a party with friends, and was carried to the Nuanchun Pavilion, which happened to be Xiaolian serving him.

One night of romance, the youth in his body sprouted, like a dead ash rekindled, others to the Qinglou, are "a dream of Yangzhou", "leave a romantic name", patted the buttocks, left the silver two and left.

But Lao Xu has never been to this place, in addition to eating the marrow and knowing the taste, but also with deep affection, all the women in the Qinglou, when serving any man, are "love brother", "honey" called, straight to Lao Xu as if back to the cave fifty years ago spent candle night.

He felt that he was in his sixties, and he was good with a teenage girl, but he was ruining others, and it was not okay not to give a name, so the next day, he came to marry with three books and six ceremonies.

Men are all that virtue, originally good just to be responsible, full of thinking that their family status, marrying a Qinglou woman, is as easy as a snap, but people refuse, the more he refuses, the more crazy he is.

This madness later became infatuation, but after all, he is old and has life experience, unlike ordinary young people who are headless and brainless, after spending a hundred taels of silver on Xiaolian, he feels that it is inappropriate, but he has already fallen into infatuation with her, what should I do?

Lao Xu has his own means, took the house deed of the silk shop, invited the matchmaker, and said directly to Xiaolian, if you marry me, promise not to leave me before I die, and if you don't go out of the wall, this silk shop is yours.

Xiaolian pondered, although in the Qinglou, but after all, it is to eat young and beautiful food, three or five years later, sooner or later to find an honest person to eat well water, seeing that although this old Xu is tough, but after all, more than sixty, plus his own amorous means, it is estimated that he will run out of oil in three or five years, and as soon as he turns around, he will be transformed from a woman in the Qinglou to the proprietress of the silk village, this business is cost-effective, anyway, there is no less service to such an old man in the Qinglou, now it is good, as long as you serve one.

After Lao Xu married Xiaolian, the old husband and young wife are naturally loved in every way, he is not young, Xiaolian is still a girl, there is no need to ask for excess, that is, according to the density of the room of ordinary newlyweds, Lao Xu has lived for a month, and he is already weak, and he has to live within his means, or even make ends meet.

Men are dignified, in terms of dignity, the most serious thing is the boudoir, he can't satisfy his wife, naturally he is guilty in every way, and he obeys his wife, but he has an inferiority complex, and there are coquettish and beautiful wives in the family, which will naturally provoke a lot of good people to harass, so he is extremely angry, and he treats Wu Song like that, which is the reason.

"Xiaolian, you go in! This is a place to do business, what kind of system do you have when you come out of your family?" Lao Xu was in front of Wu Song and the four Qinglou women, and this husband still had to be excited.

"Phew, you dead ghost! what did the old lady come out of!" Xiaolian is a young woman, and there is no warmth in the room, so naturally her stomach is full of resentment, and she suddenly explodes, she crosses her waist, holds her chest up, and her narrow blouse is almost bursting.

"The old lady didn't know what she was blind at the time, so many noble sons pursued it, but they couldn't look down on it, but she fell in love with you, a bad old man!"

Xiaolian spoke very old-fashioned, although she was scolding Lao Xu, but it was not like a shrew scolding the street, there was no point, she started this sentence to greatly satisfy Lao Xu's vanity, and caused him to feel guilty, and sure enough, Lao Xu sneered resignedly: "My husband knows that I have wronged you." ”

Hearing Lao Xu's words, Xiaolian was even more proud, but her face was a little aggrieved, and even her eyes were full of tears, "Hey, my mother is really miserable, I think that your son has no heart, marrying you is the right marriage, he is an honest man, and he originally wanted to sing with your husband." ”

"Thinking that you are not doing well here, I licked my face, and begged my former sisters to come here, but you are disgusted, is it the old lady's that you have earned the silver from this silk village?

Wu Song shook his head when he heard it, he had taken care of the Cuihong Mansion himself, he was familiar with the tricks of such a Qinglou woman, Xiaolian just used the means of dealing with female ticket customers to deal with Lao Xu.

He didn't want to wade into this troubled water, but in the entire Mengzhou Mansion, only Lao Xu had finished clothes for sale here, and he couldn't help but buy them, "Hey!", Wu Song sighed, he was in a dilemma.

What kind of person is Xiaolian, she knows how to deal with men, don't go overboard, a little tears and unreasonableness, men will love you more, if it is over, men will hate you, she understands this point of men's hearts, she knows that Lao Xu's heart has melted, and she heard Wu Song sigh, and she also took the opportunity to end it.

"Hey, sisters, as the saying goes, marry a chicken and marry a dog with a dog, Xiaolian is married to this old Xu who doesn't know pity, Xiaolian is an old-fashioned person, born to be a member of his old Xu family, and death is also a ghost of his old Xu family, even if he is bullied every day, but also to him, what clothes do you want to buy, and you will still come here to patronize in the future. ”

When Lao Xu heard this, he was no longer angry, his guilt for Xiaolian was even deeper, and he was more obedient to her, and secretly thought in his heart that he would not only leave the silk village to him, but also the silver he had saved in the past to her.

Xiaolian wiped her tears and said to Wu Song: "This official, it's rude, I don't know what the official commands?"

"Poof!" Wu Song couldn't help laughing, less than a cup of tea before, she still regarded herself as a former benefactor, looking at her as an out-and-out Qinglou woman, but at this moment she has turned into a virtuous and virtuous wife, a knowledgeable proprietress lady, but the clothes on her body can't help but make men think about it.

"I'm going to buy a dress for my wife, and some inner clothes.....

"I see, the guest officer is very high-looking, the lady in the family must be a stunning beauty, how can you let a bad old man choose the clothes inside, even if you touch it, it is also a sin. ”

Her words hit Wu Song's mind, and Wu Song said in his heart: "I have no distractions in my heart, I came to buy clothes for Jin Lian, and the so-called body is not afraid of shadows!"

"The proprietress said very much, so she asked you to do the work for you, and choose a few sets of clothes for the clumsy Jing. ”

"Guest officer, this can't be messy, that is, the clothes are also particular about what materials you want, if the guest officer is a big family, the slave family chooses inferior fabrics for you, isn't it slack, if the guest officer is an ordinary family, the slave family chooses valuable materials for you, and you also say that this is a black shop. ”

Wu Song didn't have any discrimination against the women of the Qinglou, he felt that in fact, they were just ordinary people, just doing a profession that was not accepted by the world, listening to what she said, it was very reasonable, he didn't care what clothes he wore, but Pan Jinlian's skin was better than snow, fine skin and tender flesh, and the close-fitting clothes inside were naturally the best.

"Guest officer, let's do it, you can't choose your daughter's underwear in this open place, you can go to the back hall with the slave family to choose. ”

"Lady!" Lao Xu was anxious: "This is the head of Yanggu County, Wu Song, I heard that he can kill a tiger with his bare hands in Jingyanggang, he is a big hero, how can he .....?"

How could he not say anything after two words, firstly, he made Xiaolian "sad", he felt guilty in his heart, and he couldn't say some words about Xiaolian, and secondly, he was "not afraid of officials, most afraid of management", Wu Song is the head of Yanggu County, he is naturally not afraid, but he heard that Wu Song is familiar with Ye Kongmu and others, so he dare not slack off.

"Phew! The old lady is just thinking about you, the old ghost, you don't love the old lady to take care of your business, the old lady doesn't care about it in this life!" Xiaolian immediately attacked.

"Manage, you must manage!" Lao Xu was sweating profusely in a panic, bowed down and said, "Wudutou, please come in!"

Wu Song was calm in his heart, without scruples, and walked into the inner hall with a smile, saying that it was the inner hall, but in fact it was just a side hall where the goods were placed, and all kinds of satin fabrics were piled up inside, which was really everything, and it seemed that Lao Xu said that his silk village was the first in Mengzhou Mansion, and there was no boasting of it.

"Wudutou, can you kill the tiger with your bare hands?" exclaimed a woman from a green building.

"Sister, you still don't understand, what the man said about killing the tiger must be the tigress of the family, can a person still beat a tiger to death?"

"That's also very powerful, and the man who dares to be rough with the tigress at home is not trivial. ”

"No, since you beat the tigress in the house, why did you come out to buy her clothes?"

"It's the tigress who fights, but it's the other one who buys clothes!"

Wu Song was used to hearing the nonsense of the four golden flowers in the Cuihong Mansion, and knew that several women must be like that together, so he didn't think it was wrong, but only wanted to laugh when he heard it.

Xiaolian suddenly thoughtfully pulled the four Qinglou women and said in a low voice: "You have a romantic place that you haven't found." ”

"What?" the eyes of the four widened, and Wu Song also listened with interest.

"You think, Wudutou is here to buy dresses for the lady, not only to buy dresses, but also to buy close-fitting clothes, generally this kind of intimate clothing is bought by the daughter's family itself, why do you want to come in person? ”

"Xiaolian, I know!" A woman in the Qinglou looked at Wu Song with a smile: "It must be inconvenient for the lady to come and buy it." ”

"Why isn't it convenient?" said several women, laughing.

"It must have been stripped off and without any clothes, so that I had to buy all of them. ”

"Hehe, Dutou, in addition to dresses and underwear, it is estimated that shoes and socks are also to be bought, right?"

Wu Song was extremely embarrassed to hear it, thinking about it, it was really like that, Pan Jinlian was only wearing obscene clothes and lying on the bed, it was really inconvenient to come out, and the shoes and socks were also stained with mud, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Little sister, you guessed it right, shoes and socks still have to be bought, are they here?"

"Really, cluck...."

The five women laughed so much that they almost squatted on the ground, Wu Song's face was "brushed" red, this was the first time he blushed, Lao Xu outside heard the movement inside, and hurriedly put his head in.

"It's really merry!" Xiaolian laughed and trembled.

Lao Xu listened, and his heart was angry, when did Xiaolian smile so happily after marrying him, and she said that Wu Song was romantic, where was the romance.

"Xiaolian, what are you doing?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Phew, you dead ghost, what are you doing sneaky?" Xiaolian said angrily.

A Qinglou woman sneered: "He saw you smiling happily, thinking you were stealing a man!"

"Phew! What kind of person are you to be the old lady? The old lady is a good woman who stands up to the sky and the earth, and the female champion who knows how to learn, is the old lady still in front of the four sisters to have a good relationship with the wild man? You Lao Xu can lose this face, but the old lady can't afford to lose it!"

"Phew, you are a wild man!" Wu Song scolded with a smile in his heart: "I think what a character Wu Song is, but when I came here, I actually treated people as an adulterer!"

Lao Xu was so frightened that he shrank out suddenly, Xiaolian was so angry, he was happy, but he was also restless, after all, Wu Song was young and strong, and his status was respected, not comparable to him, the old shopkeeper of the silk village, thinking of what Xiaolian said, "It's really romantic", the little bit of joy was gone, the more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, but I didn't dare to go in.

"Lao Xu, pick out two good silk horses for me, I just asked for a foreign house, and send her something randomly!" An old patron came in, full of spring breeze.

Lao Xu had nowhere to vent, hearing him say that he had begged the outer house, thinking that he had just renewed, but his little wife was laughing with other men in the inner hall, and immediately became angry and scolded: "Why are you so good at the outer house? I bought silk for her, she made amorous clothes, and while you were away, she also wore them for other wild men to see, what are you happy about?"

"Phew, you old ghost, when did the master offend you! Hey, it must have been your little wife who stole the man..."

This sentence hit Lao Xu's vital point, he picked up the measured ruler, and hit the man, the outside was chaotic, but the inner hall was full of spring.

"Giggles, you see that the head of the tiger is blushing, okay, okay, don't laugh with you, you can tell me what kind of figure the little lady is, what kind of clothes she wants, and what color she wants, waiting for the slave family to choose for you. ”

This is embarrassing for Wu Song, and he also said that Pan Jinlian's figure is geometric, so he has to say that he is not embarrassed first.

"Boss, what kind of material, what color?"

"There are only two kinds of materials, one is made of cotton, which is the homespun cloth that Fang Cai Lao Xu sold to you, and the other is made of silk..."

"I want silk!" Wu Song naturally knew that silk was better than cotton.

"Style!" Before Xiaolian could say anything, a woman from a green building had already smiled coquettishly: "Yidutou's romance is naturally going to buy a chezi." ”

"What is Hezi?" Wu Song looked at his expression, and naturally knew that he had bad intentions, but he crossed over, that is, to talk about women's underwear, he didn't feel any embarrassment, anyway, everyone had to wear it.

"Hezi is the favorite stand-in clothing of women in the Tang Dynasty, from the lower body to the upper body, but only to the chest, and it is not.... Hee-hee... It's not all covered, it's still holding the pipa and half covering the face, and the head is understood.... Hee-hee, and a strap under the chest is even more exquisite!"

Wu Song naturally understood when he heard it, he had seen a lot of pictures of ladies in the Tang Dynasty before he crossed over, all of them were half-exposed, the Tang Dynasty was indeed an open era, but after all, he was a man, how could his own woman wear such clothes.

"Little sister, thank you for explaining, Humble Jing doesn't need the clothes of the Tang Dynasty, and still uses the clothes of this dynasty!"

"That's the bandeau, the wrap is rigorous, the style is not good, it's better to buy all the heads, wear a cherub in the boudoir, and wear a bandeau outside. ”

"No need, in the boudoir..... "Wu Songben said, "it's the same in the boudoir." ”

But a woman in the Qinglou immediately smiled and said: "Do you still need to wear it in the boudoir?" Hahaha, Dutou is really strong, it seems that fighting tigers is not fake!"

Wu Song is extremely embarrassed, he beat the famous hall of Tiger Wu Song, famous in the rivers and lakes, came to the heroic Mengzhou Mansion, and even more from the Mansion Yin to the ordinary people have no disrespect, but there is such a wonderful silk village, no one knows him, and now these Qinglou women agree, it is because of the things in the room, he just wants to buy clothes quickly at the moment, and drink a hundred bowls of spirits in Haojie Building, out of this bird breath.

"Sisters, don't make fun of it, hurry up and pick out a few sets of clothes for Humble Jing. ”

"Fight the head of the tiger, it's not that the slave family is unwilling to pick it for you, you have to talk about the lady's figure, otherwise it will be bad to go back too lenient or too tight, and it will affect the posture. ”

Xiaolian's words make sense, underwear is very important to women, and a good underwear can really wear confidence, Wu Song had no choice but to bite the bullet, and he also gestured like that, putting his hand on his neck, "It's probably so high." ”

"Well, got it. Xiaolian looked very professional, she nodded: "What about the figure?"

"Figure?" Wu Song was in trouble, how big a cup can be said in modern times, but he didn't understand, he scratched his head and underestimated: "According to our calculations, whether it is thirty-six or thirty-eight, E or F, even if you know, how to express it in the Northern Song Dynasty?"

"Dutou, what are you grinding about? Hurry up, the daughters here are not embarrassed, but you are embarrassed as a big man. ”

"It's not that Wu Song is embarrassed, but I don't know how to say it, I don't know how to describe it. Wu Song smiled bitterly.

"That's right, you men see that women just think about that, and when you are happy, where do you care about the life or death of a woman, you naturally don't know what she needs. Xiaolian teased a few words and muttered, "Then I have to give you an idea." ”

"Xiaolian, that's not easy!" A Qinglou woman said with a smile: "Our five sisters, with five different figures, have all taken off the outer clothes, and only wore the bandeau inside, let the heads choose, isn't it over!"