Ah sneeze!

Tingzhou, Wang Family Courtyard, Wang Shiliang's house, a loud sneeze interrupted the laughter and laughter.

Wang Qishilang raised his hand and rubbed his nose.

"Who said anything about me?" he muttered.

"Sir, drink."

The beautiful maid next to her handed over a gold cup and said in a charming voice.

Wang Qishilang did not drink, but frowned.

"Did my mother really go?" he asked.

"Sir, don't worry, my wife will leave before dawn." A beautiful maid said, "Sir, I won't let you hang up in vain..."

Then two maids touched Wang Shiliang's neck in distress.

"What a big bruise..." they said softly.

Wang Qishilang pushed them away angrily.

"It's not your fault. I asked you to move faster, but it's still too late..." he said, reaching out and touching his neck, with a lingering fear, "I almost hanged me."

The maidservants gathered around and cared for her with their sweet and soft whispers.

"It's just as I expected. I can't just pretend to be alive or dead, but my father refuses to break off the engagement." Wang Shiqilang said with a little pride, "Fortunately, I dare to be serious..."

"Young Master, now your wish must have come true." The maids laughed.

Yes, everything he wanted to do came true, Wang Qishilang was very proud of himself, and the fatigue of many days was gone.

"Come, come drink." he shouted.

The beautiful maids crowded into the hall and laughed happily.

"Young Master, why don't you try this..." A beautiful maid leaned on Wang Qilang and brought a spoonful of tofu to Wang Qilang's mouth, "The tofu we make here is the best. You can't buy it easily."

Arrived..."

Wang Qishilang ate it in one mouthful and spat it out again.

"What's so good! Is this also called tofu?" he said with a look of disdain on his face, "You have never tasted real tofu."

The maids leaning on the left and right were whispering sweetly, exclaiming and acting coquettishly.

"What is real tofu..."

In early winter, the house was as warm as spring, and the maids only wore chest-length skirts, revealing a piece of white flowers, which trembled with the branches.

Wang Shiliang's eyes turned red when he saw it. He stretched out his arms to hug the nearest one and buried his head on his towering chest.

"It's so white, tender and smooth, eat it in one bite..." He smiled, and then his voice became blurry, replaced by the woman's coquettish laughter.

"Master, don't you want it..."

There is endless spring indoors.

"Master, Master, where did you eat the tofu?"

Someone asked while laughing.

Wang Shiliang, who was immersed in the spring breeze and had not enjoyed the beauty for a long time, was taking off his clothes indiscriminately and lighting up the fire. When these words came into his ears, he suddenly froze.

In Beijing…

Beijing...

Not only did I eat delicious tofu, I met the beautiful oiran, and that Cheng Jiaoniang...

Cheng Jiaoniang...

"Young Master, Young Master." The beautiful maid who was being kissed was also confused and infatuated. She noticed something was wrong and asked hurriedly. She stretched out her hand to shake Wang Shiliang's belt and urged him a little.

Wang Shiqilang shouted, and when he loosened his grip, the beauty in his arms fell to the ground. The unexpected fall made the beauty cry out in pain.

"Don't mention the capital again!"

Wang Shiqilang's anxious shouts rang out in the room.

At this time, Qin Shisanlang in the capital was also looking surprised.

"Really?" he asked.

The boy in front of him nodded.

"It must be true. I asked her carefully this time. Madam asked the Wu family's wife to go to Jiangzhou to really marry her." He said, "I got the Geng Tie from more than one family."

Qin Shisanlang smiled and shook his head.

I wonder if these people have their own homes?

He stood up and walked out, walked a few steps, and then stopped.

Rather than saying that the young man found out, it is better to say that Mrs. Qin let him know, but she kept half of it, waiting for him to ask.

Qin Shisanlang smiled.

I don't want to ask.

He turned around.

"Let's go, it's rare to have a day off, let's go have a drink in peace," he said.

The boy responded and ran to fetch the horse happily.

At noon on the same day, the cold air of winter has been dispelled. Although there are no passing gods in Taiping Juli, it is common to feel happy and at ease. The hall is already full of people. Because of the cold weather, those who came late regretfully have to make reservations for tomorrow, at the door.

There are not many people waiting for a seat outside, but it's not none.

"We've put eight kinds of snacks together, who wants them?" a waiter asked loudly, carrying a box.

Under the thatched hut outside the foyer, Chun Ling, who was sitting guarding the charcoal stove, stood up immediately.

"It's me." She said hurriedly and hurried to the door.

"It's you again." The young man looked at her and said with a smile, "Little lady, you come to buy it every now and then."

Chun Ling chuckled.

"My sister likes to eat." She said, "It's all because your family's dim sum is so good."

The little boy liked hearing this and handed the box to her with a smile.

"There are so many people eating at your house." Chun Ling glanced at the hall and said.

"Yes, yes, little lady, don't always eat snacks, come to our place to taste the food." The young man said with a smile.

Chun Ling smiled.

"It's not convenient for my sister to come out," she said.

While they were talking, the waiter greeting guests at the door sang a promise loudly.

"Master Qin, you are here."

Mr. Qin?

Sure enough I will come here...

Chun Ling turned around with bright eyes and looked at the young man wearing a big cloak, throwing off the reins, taking off his hood and striding forward with a smile, adding a touch of brightness to the bleak winter day.

"Why are Mr. Qin here at this time?"

A woman's laughter came from the door behind her.

Chun Ling hurriedly lowered her head and stood a few steps away. Looking out of the corner of her eye, she saw a young lady of sixteen or seventeen years old.

"There is no room, please come early next time." the maid said.

Qin Shisanlang smiled and ignored it.

"Your wife wouldn't say such a thing." He smiled, stretched out his hand and nodded.

The maid smiled and bowed.

"Why are you here today? Isn't it busy at Shenxianju?" Qin Shisanlang asked.

"The tofu shop needs to be expanded." The maid said. After Qin Thirteenth Lang entered the door, he followed a few steps behind. "Langjun, please talk to the old monk and give us a price increase..."

"Do you even need me to tell you? Miss Banqin, you are very sharp-tongued. How can the old monk tell you better?"

"The old monk can't talk to me, so he just stopped talking..."

Seeing the two chatting and laughing as they walked inward and turned to the second floor, Chun Ling couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Little lady?" the waiter in front of the door asked with some confusion.

Chun Ling hurriedly backed away.

"Can you buy your tofu and take it away?" she asked.

The guy smiled and shook his head.
To be continued...