I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 75: City

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This kind of gauze sedan does not look like the sedan used by the daughter of a serious family, but more like a means of transportation used by dancing girls, singers or prostitutes.

Seeing the sedan stop in front of him, Rong Xia patted the horse calmly and prepared to avoid the sedan and leave.

"Nujia Yunniang has met Cheng Amber." A woman wearing a snow-colored gauze came out. She had a plump figure, like a ripe peach, exuding a feminine charm that attracts men. Compared with her figure, her appearance is slightly inferior. However, although she was full of troubles, she was extremely restrained in front of Rong Xia.

Rong Xia looked at the strange woman in front of him and said nothing.

Du Jiu still had an impression of this woman, but the last time he saw Yun Niang, she was still wearing ordinary women's clothes, and her hair was simply wrapped in cloth. Unexpectedly, a few months later, she seemed It was as if she had changed into a different person, from a simple camellia to a coquettish and beautiful snake.

"Girl," Du Jiu said, "I wonder what matters, girl?"

"I came back from offering incense and happened to meet Uncle Cheng An, so I wanted to pay him a favor." Yun Niang said to Rong Xia slowly, "Thank you uncle for helping Yun Niang last time."

After she arrived in the capital, she waited for Xie Qilin for more than a month, and also visited Xie's house. However, the concierge of Xie's house refused to let her in, and even ridiculed her for being such a lowly prostitute. It is really ridiculous to dream of marrying into the Xie family.

Yes, she is ridiculous and has delusions, but weren't these delusions given to her by the second son of the Xie family?

Yes, she is a promiscuous woman and is not worthy of the Xie family. But it was the second son of the Xie family who wanted to elope with her, and it was not she who begged Xie Qilin to take her away. Who is more shameful and who is more ridiculous?

So she was unwilling to give in. She wanted to make it clear to Xie Qilin, but she was a helpless woman in the dust, and she had been away from the capital for several years. She had nowhere to ask for help, so where could she go to find Xie Qilin?

When she was desperate, the guards of Cheng Anbo Mansion took her to see Xie Erlang.

I still remember when we were deeply in love, he painted her eyebrows and she called him Erlang. He said she was Qinglian, the most beautiful and noble. But this man, who used to be full of sweet words, now allowed her to be insulted by the Xie family's servants, as if those affectionate feelings in the past were just a passing thing.

When she saw him, he was reciting poems and composing poems with several literati. Even though he was wearing a silver mask, his elegance was still intact.

He didn't seem to expect that she would appear. After being stunned for a long time, he walked up to her and looked at her with a strange expression.

It seems like regret, it seems like guilt, but more of it is embarrassment.

"Yun Niang," he said the first sentence, "how did you come to the capital?"

Yes, how did a woman with no way around and limited money get to the capital?

Yun Niang looked at Xie Qilin with a sneer: "Erlang, as a woman, what else do you think I can do?" After saying this, she saw that the expression on Xie Qilin's face became even more ugly. Then he seemed worried that other scholars would see her, so he took her to a secluded place.

"Yun Niang, I can't help you." Xie Qilin gave her a purse, which contained a lot of broken silver and a few banknotes. It was enough for her to live comfortably for many years, and even enough for her to live comfortably for many years. Buy a small single-family house in Beijing.

"It's better to be your second son of the Xie family," Yun Niang smiled and took the purse, "This purse alone is worth dozens of taels of silver. It's not like back then when you supported me. This useless woman goes around asking people to sell calligraphy and paintings."

"Yunniang..."

"Second Young Master Xie, there is no need to say more. Although Yun Niang is a lowly person, she also knows how to write the four words of etiquette, justice and integrity." Yun Niang made a blessing gift to Xie Qilin, "Thank you for giving me a happy dream." , Now that I have woken up from the dream, it’s time for Yun Niang to go back."

"Where are you going?" Xie Qilin asked, "You are a weak woman and helpless in the capital. I will ask someone to arrange a place for you..."

"Does Mr. Xie still want to keep me as his wife?" Yun Niang sneered, "Young Master took Yun Niang to elope. He has already betrayed a woman. Do you want to betray your future wife? That's it. Mr. Xie is willing to let it go, but Yun Niang is also reluctant to let it go. Damn it, Yun Niang has done it once, and she doesn’t want to do it a second time."

Xie Qilin looked at Yun Niang blankly, as if he did not expect that she would actually say these words. After a while, he said: "The past has nothing to do with you, you should all blame me. You don't have to be angry with me, I just want to find something for you. This place has no intention of raising you as a foreign wife. You have no relatives and friends in the capital, how can I let you be alone?"

"Young Master has no such intention, but people talk a lot. Who can guarantee that your future wife will not misunderstand?" Yun Niang chuckled, not knowing whether she was laughing at Xie Qilin or herself, "I am alone I have lived in Xuezhou for nearly two years, and haven’t I been fine? In addition, my daughter’s family is very soft-hearted, please show mercy to your future wife.”

"Then where are you going?"

"Wherever you come from, you go back there," Yun Niang squeezed the purse in her hand, "The slave family is supposed to be a person with beautiful arms that can be pillowed by others, and red lips that can be tasted by others. It is the young master who has given the slave family a joy. Dream, now that I wake up from the dream, I should naturally be myself."

"My lord, I say goodbye to you. I wish you good health for the rest of your life, and may your descendants be filled with gold and jade."

"Yun Niang!" Xie Qilin grabbed Yun Niang's hand.

Yun Niang looked back at him: "Young master is reluctant to let Yun Niang go, does he want to take Yun Niang into the house as his concubine?"

Xie Qilin's hand loosened as if on fire, and he looked at Yun Niang guiltily: "I'm sorry, Yun Niang."

"Young master Xie, there is no need to say more," Yun Niang lowered her eyelids and looked at her wrinkled clothes. She had never been willing to wear this set of clothes, so she changed into them specially today. His favorite lotus is embroidered on the skirt, but he won't notice it now. "If you really feel guilty for Yun Niang, please answer Yun Niang's question."

"Just ask."

"When you eloped with Yun Niang, was it really because you liked Yun Niang?"

Xie Qilin remained silent and did not speak.

Yun Niang smiled palely: "I understand."

Seeing Du Jiu again, the memory that had been hidden in her mind surfaced. She smiled nonchalantly and turned to look at the plaque on the door of the Ban family. I got to meet my uncle, so I wanted to say thank you to him."

"Besides..." Yun Niang smiled coquettishly and said, "Princess Fule is a good woman, please treat her well."

When she thanked Rong Xia, she did not give a big gift. After saying this, she actually performed a big gift.

No one knows that for her, the only good thing about her ridiculous past was that she met a good woman. If Banhua had been more cruel and unreasonable back then, she would have died long ago. How could she still be alive today?

She thought more than once that perhaps Princess Fule had guessed that she and Xie Qilin would not last long, so instead of resenting her, she gave her a sum of money.

It was only because of this money that she was able to go to the capital and see the man who made her famous again.

Squeak.

The door of Ban Mansion opened and Ban Heng walked out from behind the door. Seeing so many people standing at the door of his house, he looked at Rong Xia in confusion.

You are so bold that you actually have **** with a woman in front of their class home. Is this provoking trouble?

"What are you doing blocking the door? Can't you get out?" Ban Hua, who was walking behind, saw Ban Heng standing at the door stupidly, poked him with his hand, and stretched out his head to look out.

"Sister!"

Ban Heng had no time to stop her, so he had no choice but to touch his face and follow his sister out.

Banhua was stunned for a moment when she saw many people standing at the door of her house, but the first thing she saw was not Rong Xian, but Yun Niang.

"Is it you?" Banhua looked at Yunniang in surprise. Even though two years had passed and Yunniang's makeup was more colorful than before, Banhua recognized her at first sight.

"Princess," Yun Niang bowed respectfully to Banhua, "I met Cheng Anbo on the road to the slave family. Because Cheng Anbo was kind to the slave family, the slave family got off the sedan chair to express thanks to him." This was to explain to Banhua that she Why are you standing at the gate of Ban's house with Rong Xia?

It was only then that Banhua noticed Rong Xia. She looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late: "It's already evening, have you eaten?"

For the Ban family, whether to eat or not is a very important issue.

Rong Xia got off the horse and walked to Banhua: "I'm not hungry. I just heard that someone was coming to trouble you, so I came over to have a look."

Trouble?

Banhua was stunned for a moment before she realized who Rong Xia was talking about. She coughed dryly and said, "I haven't seen him. He has been taken away by the Yan family."

Rong Xia smiled: "I know."

However, his gentle smile could not attract Banhua at this moment, because Banhua's attention had already drifted to Yun Niang. She walked up to Yun Niang and glanced at the gauze sedan behind her and the makeup on her face. She didn't ask her where she lived now, but just said: "When... did you return to the capital?"

"We arrived in the capital last year," Yun Niang didn't mention the time when she almost hit Cheng Anbo with a window pole, she just said, "Is everything okay, Princess?"

"Everything is fine," Banhua recalled what happened after Xie Qilin eloped with Yun Niang, and sighed, "You shouldn't have come back."

"Yunniang grew up in the capital. Although other places are good, they are not my hometown after all. Living alone is meaningless." Yunniang lowered her head and smiled, "Everything is fine when I see the princess, Yun Mom is relieved."

Banhua knew what she was talking about and sneered: "The past is like the wind, there is no need to mention it again, let him go."

"Yes," Yun Niang followed with a smile, "The slave family was ignorant back then and caused the princess to suffer so many grievances. I am afraid that I will never be able to repay the princess in this life."

"What does this have to do with you?" Banhua shook his head, "The person who betrayed me has not yet expressed his guilt, so why should you feel guilty?"

Yun Niang raised her head and saw Rong Xia standing not far from them. She was worried that if she mentioned Xie Qilin again, Cheng Anbo would misunderstand the princess, so she stopped talking about the past. She felt guilty about Banhua, and after hearing the rumors outside, she was worried that Cheng Amber would treat Banhua badly and Banhua would be wronged.

A woman is afraid of marrying the wrong man, and Princess Fule is so different from Cheng Anbo in personality. She is really worried that Cheng Anbo will mind the princess's past.

She felt that her status was low. If she stood with Banhua for too long, it would cause other people to gossip about Banhua, so she said: "Princess, it is getting late, so I will leave."

"It's so late," Banhua saw that the sedan Yun Niang was sitting in was not well covered, so he called two guards, "They are all good hands of the Ban family. There are few black people on the road now, so let them I'll go back with you."

Yunniang hurriedly shook her head and said: "How can this be done?"

"There's no need to refuse. I wouldn't be worried if I just let you go back like this." Banhua waved his hand, "That's it."

Although Banhua used a arrogant tone that said there was no need for further discussion, Yun Niang felt warm in her heart. She did not refuse anymore, she just saluted to Banhua and got into the gauze sedan chair.

The bearers originally looked down upon a prostitute like Yun Niang, but when they saw that she was acquainted with a noble person like the princess, and that the noble person personally sent her an escort, they couldn't help but feel a bit of awe in their hearts. In the eyes of ordinary people, the people who work as gatekeepers for noble families are also very impressive, and they dare not offend them.

After Yun Niang left, Banhua turned to look at Rong Xia: "If you haven't gone back yet, do you want to stay in front of my house to repay God?"

"Don't talk about repaying the gods, even if you are a groom for Huahua, you are also a messenger." Rong Xia looked at the light gauze sedan going away. For some reason, he felt that this woman named Yun Niang was probably not passing by by chance. , is she here to see Huahua?

But why didn’t he say anything after seeing Huahua?

Is it because he is here?

"That's all. If others know that I asked you, a humble gentleman, to be the groom, then I will be criticized by thousands of people." Banhua touched the neck of Rong Xia's mount, "Go back quickly, tomorrow the second prince will For a big wedding, you have to go to the palace early in the morning and go to bed early at night."

"Okay." Rong Xia smiled and did not mention Yan Zhen's matter to Banhua, and Banhua did not explain anything to him. The two looked at each other and smiled, and Rong Xia got on the horse.

"This is a good horse," Banhua patted the horse's neck, "Does it have a name?"

"Not yet." Rong Xia's mount is a maroon horse with a strand of white hair on its forehead. The hair is shiny, the eyes are lively, and the four hooves are strong and powerful. It is a rare good horse.

The horse rubbed against Banhua and seemed to be very close to her.

Seeing that this bad-tempered horse was so close to Banhua, Rong Xia said, "Why don't you give it a name?"

"Its hair is so red..."

Du Jiu immediately pricked up his ears. This horse is a rare royal gift, and fame cannot be taken lightly.

"Let's call it White Jade Cake."

Why is Mao Hong called White Jade Cake? Shouldn't it be called Red Jade Cake or Red Date Cake?

No, why does such a majestic horse have such a rustic name? !

"Why... did you think of this name?" Rong Xia didn't expect that his beloved horse would be given such a random name, and saw the horse nuzzling Banhua's hand stupidly. As an owner, with a serious and responsible attitude toward his beloved horse, Rong Xia felt that he could still fight for the horse.

"It is all red, but the white hair on its forehead is the most conspicuous." Banhua gently touched the horse's neck, "It is just right to call it White Jade Cake."

Rong Xia opened her mouth, and finally nodded: "You are right, this name is indeed quite suitable."

Du Jiu: Just...just be happy.

"Huahua likes horses very much?" Rong Xia saw that all her attention was on her horse, and she leaned on the horse and looked at Banhua, "I also have a horse of this breed in my house. Son, I will have someone deliver it to you tomorrow."

"No," Banhua shook his head, "That horse must be Bai Yugao's companion. It's better to leave it in your mansion to accompany Bai Yugao. I have my own mount, but I have liked horses since I was a child. I can’t help but want to touch the horse.”

When she was very young, her grandfather took her to play on horseback and told her about things on the battlefield and the stories between generals and their horses, so that she formed an idea from an early age. , that is, the horse is your partner. Even if it is old, you must take good care of it and never throw it away at will, let alone replace it at will.

Rong Xia remembered that Banhua often rode a white horse: "Is it that white horse?"

"Yes," Banhua nodded, "It's called Moyu, and it was rewarded by His Majesty."

"Mo Yu?" Rong Xia laughed dumbly, and named the white horse Mo Yu?

"Well, its eyes are very beautiful, like black jade." Banhua was very proud of his beloved horse. "If there is a chance in the future, I will take it to compete with you in riding skills."

"Okay." Rong Xia agreed.

Du Jiu thought expressionlessly, his own horse is called Moyu, and other people's horses are called Baiyu Cake. Wouldn't it be nice not to add the word "cake" at the end?

"Okay," Banhua took his hand away from the horse, "Go back."

Rong Xia looked at Banhua. Her eyes were beautiful, like a lake, so clean and clear that he almost couldn't take his eyes away. But in these clean eyes, there was no reluctance, no nostalgia, and not even much friendship.

She didn't like him, or... she wasn't attracted to him.

The way she looked at him was like looking at a favorite ornament, a beautiful peacock. She was amazed and admired. The only thing missing was the love between men and women.

"Farewell." Rong Xia smiled.

"Well," Banhua smiled with crooked eyebrows and waved her hand to Rong Xia, "Let's go slowly."

The sound of horse hooves sounded softly. After Rong Xia was out of sight, Banhua turned to Ban Heng and said, "Let's go back."

"Sister, why don't we go to Biezhuang?" Ban Heng originally thought about burying some money or something, but he didn't expect to meet Rong Xia when he went out, and the time was delayed until now.

"No," Banhua looked up at the sky, "It's getting dark soon, maybe next time."

"Okay." Ban Heng was a little disappointed. After burying money twice, he suddenly felt that digging holes to bury money was quite refreshing. He fell in love with this game.

The area where the nobles lived was a long way from the building where Yun Niang lived. Several bearers were walking quickly. Before they reached the building, it was already getting dark.

The closer they get to the red light district, the more complicated the identity of the people coming and going. Sometimes they encounter a few unreasonable drunkards who are drunk and crazy, and they have to deal with them carefully. As soon as he entered the alley, a young man in disheveled clothes and dressed as a scholar came out.

He walked unsteadily and muttered, as if he was complaining about unfair officialdom and cursing his relatives and friends. Then he bumped into the sedan, fell to the ground and turned over twice. He was about to curse when a man walked up to him and pulled out a sword that emitted a faint cold light. He was immediately frightened into silence.

Those who could wear weapons and walk on the streets in Daye Dynasty were people with specific status, such as soldiers, government servants, and high-ranking noble guards. Ordinary people who dared to carry such swords and walk on the streets were less than 20 years old. If he steps down, he will be sent to the Yamen.

He thought that the person sitting in this gauze sedan was the oiran that a nobleman liked, so he sent an **** to bring it back. After the group left, he dared to curse in a low voice.

"I'm just a ****, what's the big deal? When I... get admitted to the top exam, I can even marry a princess. I have my own beauty in the book, and women are not good..." He drank. Hiccup, he got up from the ground and stumbled away without even brushing off the dust on his body.

Walking to a sparsely populated alley, he saw two men in black pulling a knife out of a fat man's stomach. He was so frightened that he almost vomited out the contents of his stomach. But perhaps because he was frightened by someone holding a knife before, he actually held back and said nothing. It wasn't until long after the man in black left that he dared to hold on to the wall and move closer to the man lying on the ground.

I don’t know what ground he stepped on. He jumped forward and fell right in front of the fat man. The hand on the ground was sticky and greasy. With the faint light of the stars and the moon, he saw something seemed to be stained on the palm. He lowered his head and smelled it, and finally couldn't help but vomited it out.

"Kill...kill!"

"Killing!"

This poor scholar shouted the loudest voice in his life, startling the lights of hundreds of houses and attracting people from the government office.

The identity of the deceased was quickly determined. He was a fifth-grade doctor from the Ministry of Industry, and his status was not high in the capital city where there were many nobles. But this person's surname was Zhao, and he was a branch of the Zhao family. His ancestors were also nobles who had inherited the title for several generations.

The patriarch of the Zhao clan is Zhao Li. His eldest son Zhao Jun is currently the left minister of the Ministry of War, and his second son Zhao Zhongnai is the governor of Xuezhou. The Zhao family is very low-key and is not conspicuous in the capital. The only person they can use as a source of discussion is the third son of his family who died young.

The reason is that the third son of the Zhao family, who died young, had made a baby marriage arrangement with Princess Fule. Later, when the child died in infancy, the marriage was automatically annulled. Later, the Xie family broke off their engagement with Banhua. Therefore, the early death of Zhao Jiasanlang became irrefutable evidence for Banhua Kefu. Although the Zhao family has explained time and time again that their child's poor health has nothing to do with Banhua, people who love gossip do not care about the opinions of the parties involved, and even think that the Zhao family is saying this to please the Ban family, so they still It was fun to guess.

When there is something to talk about and a topic to talk about, who cares about the opinions of the person involved? Who knows whether the person involved is lying?

The deceased was Zhao Jia, the cousin of the patriarch Zhao Li. Zhao Jia was a degenerate dandy who was good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He was a dandy represented by Ban Huai who did not like to take him with him The kind of people who play, but these two types of dudes dislike each other, so they rarely interact with each other.

Zhao Jia had two stab wounds on his body, which penetrated from the front abdomen to the back. This shows that the murderer was very strong, and there might be two people.

Who would go to such great lengths to kill a useless dandy? You must know that tomorrow is the wedding of the second prince. In order to ensure that there will be no accidents during the wedding tomorrow, the capital has deployed many more people to closely monitor the city.

In this case, someone actually succeeded in assassinating him, and they couldn't find the penumbra of the murderer, so the water inside was very deep.

In order to prevent the marriage from getting into trouble, the assassination case was temporarily suppressed. Early the next morning, the capital was ablaze, and the dowry prepared by the Xie family was carried out one by one. Although it was not a real "Ten Miles of Red Makeup", it still made the people of the capital see a lot of excitement.

Ban Hua was sleeping when she heard the playing and playing outside. She pulled the quilt over her head and covered her head to continue sleeping. However, when the playing and playing ended, there was another crackling sound of firecrackers. She sat up from outside in anger. , "Why is it so noisy outside?!"

"Princess, you have forgotten, today is the wedding day of the second prince and Miss Xie's family," Ruyi knew that the princess was upset, so she hurriedly comforted her in a low voice, "The outside was crowded with people watching the excitement, but I'm afraid it will be lively for a while."

"I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me," Banhua rubbed her temples and lay down on the bed, as lazy as a boiled noodle. "I really don't want to get up."

"It's okay if you don't get up. I'll help you wash your face and mouth first," Ruyi said with a gentle smile, "Should I have breakfast brought into the house for you?"

"Yeah." Banhua lay weakly on the quilt, not even wanting to raise his face.

"The groom is here to pick up the bride!"

"Where is the groom?!"

When the horse team to welcome the bride arrived at the gate of Xie's house, everyone discovered that the person who came to welcome Xie Wanyu into the palace was not the second prince, but officials from the Ministry of Rites. The Xie family's smile was a little stiff, but it was hard to show it on their faces.

According to the rules, the prince does not have to come in person to marry the prince's concubine, and can also be greeted by the wedding envoy from the Ministry of Rites. But if they live together in the capital, the princes will usually show respect to their in-laws and come to marry the bride in person. Even when the prince married the princess, it was the prince who came in person.

What does the second prince mean by being so disrespectful to the Xie family?