Female-male sex: Salted fish forced to rise to prominence

In the clothing store, Zhang Lanhua, who had just been carefully selecting fabrics, no longer had the heart to choose.

It turned out that this Zhang Lanhua was none other than Zhang Lanhua, the younger sister of Zhang Cuihua, who was in charge of kitchen purchases as mentioned in Chen Shang's family letter from the Ministry of Revenue.

On weekdays, Zhang Lanhua would occasionally help her sister purchase some items so that she could earn some money from it.

It just so happened that some time ago I heard that the third young lady was clamoring to cancel her engagement with the Su family. Originally, I was concerned about the privacy of these wealthy families.

She didn't know, but the third young lady threatened to break off the engagement by going on a hunger strike, and then some news came out from the kitchen. Of course, outsiders didn't know, and only these insiders knew.

Originally, Su Yu's reputation had been badly damaged by Aunt Liu's exaggerated propaganda when he went to Baihua Tower last time.

Today, Zhang Lanhua saw Su Yu and several classmates making an appointment to go to Baihualou again, which made people more convinced that Su Yu was fond of visiting brothels and had a reputation as a lustful person.

Zhang Lanhua left the shop and headed for the carriage that had been waiting nearby. The driver, Chen Ping, approached and asked, "Aunt Lanhua, why didn't you buy any cloth today?"

"Didn't Aunt Cuihua in the kitchen ask you to buy a few batches of good cloth so that she could use it to pay the maids and servants?"

Zhang Lanhua said: "I didn't see any good flowers, and it's not urgent. Come back another day. I have something urgent to discuss with my sister."

As she spoke, Zhang Lanhua had already jumped onto the carriage and sat on the left side. Chen Ping swiftly climbed onto the driver's seat on the right side, tightly gripping the whip and reins.

He gently waved the whip and tightened the reins, turning the carriage around and galloping towards the Shangshu Mansion.

Along the way, Chen Ping was not idle. He tried to communicate with Zhang Lanhua and asked her what emergency had happened.

However, Zhang Lanhua remained silent and was unwilling to reveal any information.

Chen Ping, who was completely frustrated, had no choice but to give up asking questions and concentrate on driving.

Soon, they arrived at Chen's residence. Chen Ping stopped the carriage, tied the reins, and then got off quickly.

Zhang Lanhua jumped out of the carriage with her strong body and entered through the side door. She had no mind to appreciate the exquisite pavilions, rockery and rocks, the small bridge and flowing water in the yard, and the clusters of flowers along the way. She hurried around the corridor and headed towards the kitchen.

Zhang Lanhua came to the kitchen and found her sister Zhang Cuihua who was busy. She dragged her to an inconspicuous corner and told her what happened in the garment shop.

Zhang Cuihua in the kitchen was surprised after hearing this. She originally thought that the third lady's fiancé, Su Yu, was just a little fat and a playboy as rumored.

Unexpectedly, he was so disregarding of his own status and reputation. Not only did he take in two beautiful slaves, regardless of gender, but he was also thinking about visiting a brothel when he was about to be expelled from the academy.

Zhang Cuihua from the kitchen decided to report the matter to the eldest lady as soon as possible. She was well aware of the seriousness of the matter. If not handled properly, it might affect the reputation of the third lady Chen Manli, who was still engaged to Mr. Su.

So she put down her work and hurried to her wife's residence.

Along the way, Zhang Cuihua secretly felt lucky that her sister had discovered the problem in time, but she was also worried about the third young lady.

After crossing the hanging flower gate and entering the inner courtyard of the eldest lady, Zhang Cuihua reported to the little maid Dongzhi standing outside the door, saying that she had something important to discuss with the lady.

Dongzhi carefully lifted the heavy door curtain, fearing that any noise would disturb the eldest lady's rest.

After entering the room, she saw the eldest lady sitting on the couch, concentrating on reading a book, with two maids standing beside her.

One of the maids, named Xue Yuan, gently waved the fan in her hand to bring a touch of coolness to the lady; another maid named Hong Ling was carefully massaging the lady's legs. The whole scene seemed very comfortable and peaceful.

Dongzhi didn't dare to disturb the quiet atmosphere, and her eyes were full of help.

Finally, she turned her gaze to the eldest lady's personal nanny, Nanny Yan.

Nanny Yan seemed to understand why she came, nodded slightly, and gave her a look that said it was okay.

After receiving this hint, Dongzhi breathed a sigh of relief and then quietly reported, "Madam, Zhang Cuihua, the kitchen's purchasing agent, said she wants to see you for something important."

Hearing this, Wu Lige, who was originally concentrating on reading, raised his head with a puzzled expression on his face.

She was the eldest daughter-in-law of Minister Chen, her name was Wu Lige, and the servants called her Madam.

As the mistress of the mansion, she has been in charge of household affairs for many years and is very familiar with the maids in charge of each courtyard.

According to custom, these women in charge would come to her at the end of each month with their account books to report on the month's situation. However, it was really surprising that someone suddenly came to ask for an audience at the beginning of the month.

Could it be that something urgent had happened? Thinking of this, Wu Lige couldn't help but frown, and secretly guessed in his heart.

She put down the book in her hand and ordered calmly, "Let her in."

Dongzhi responded respectfully, then slowly left the bedroom. She then lifted the door curtain and let Zhang Cuihua in.

"Your servant greets the Madam." Zhang Cuihua bowed to the Madam sitting on the small couch, took a quick glance, and didn't dare to look at her any more. The Madam with her hair full of pearls and golden hairpins was not someone that servants like them could look directly at.

Wu Lige asked, "What brings you here today?"

"Madam, today, today," Zhang Cuihua said with an embarrassed look as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Wu Lige was used to the tricks of these maids and old women, and she had no patience but still pretended to speak softly and gently: "Mrs. Zhang, you are also an elder in the mansion, so just say what you want to say."

"Yes," Zhang Cuihua replied respectfully and began to narrate.

Outside the door, a beautiful, charming girl in pink entered the inner courtyard with her maid Bihe. The little maid Dongzhi hurried forward to pay her respects.

"Hello, Third Miss. The eldest lady is discussing matters with Zhang Cuihua in the kitchen." The girl felt bored upon hearing this and wanted to turn around and leave.

The third lady, Chen Manli, looked at the osmanthus cake that she had specially asked Bihe to queue up at Tengxiang Pavilion to buy early in the morning, and changed her mind.

So, with a mischievous look on his face, he pursed his lips slightly, gently opened a corner of the curtain, and looked into the house curiously.

Who would have thought that I would hear words like fiancé, expulsion from the academy, visiting brothels, and being promiscuous with both men and women, each word more unpleasant than the last.

She didn't care about any rules and rushed in by pulling open the curtain. Bihe, who was following behind her, had no choice but to follow her.

Chen Manli cried out: "Mom, I won't marry. I don't want to marry Su Yu. He is ugly, lustful, and likes to visit brothels. Mom, you don't love me anymore."

"Wow, why did you betroth me to this kind of family? Wuuuu, I don't want to live anymore. Wuuuu..." Before Chen's mother could say a word, Chen Manli burst into tears.

Mother Chen also felt a headache. She still remembered that not long ago, her daughter came to her in a hurry to verify the authenticity of the engagement.

She agreed, but her daughter insisted on breaking off the engagement, saying that the young master of the Su family was ugly and fat as a bear, was a domestic abuser, was extremely stupid, was not good at either literature or martial arts, and loved to visit brothels. He was really not a good man.

She just thought that her daughter was just listening to nonsense. After all, girls in the boudoir rarely had the opportunity to go out, so she just listened to the nonsense of the shopping maids and doormen.

So she specially sent people to inquire around the Su Mansion, only to find out that the young master of the Su family and his mother were extremely unpopular and had lived in Taohua Lane in Taohua County, far away from the capital, for more than ten years.

Su Yu was originally just the son of a minor official and was not favored at home, which made her extremely dissatisfied. As someone from such a prominent and wealthy family like the Shangshu Mansion, she was qualified to marry that prince and become a concubine in the palace. However, this was a marriage arranged by her father-in-law, the Minister of Revenue, and she did not dare to object.

However, her daughter insisted on breaking off the engagement at home for a few days, otherwise she would go on a hunger strike. Only then did she agree to it and said she would discuss it with her father again.

Originally, because the marriage was arranged by my father-in-law himself, I didn't dare to refuse it casually. But today, I heard what the maid who was doing the shopping in the kitchen said, and there were also increasingly embarrassing rumors outside.

She felt that Su Yu had become increasingly unbearable recently, and had been visiting brothels. He was truly not a good man. How could her daughter marry such a man?

He is not as good as Bai Mufan, the adopted son of General Bai's family. At least he is devoted to his daughter. Over the years, he has never stopped giving her gifts of all sizes. His intentions are very obvious.

Although his status as an adopted son is a bit inferior, all the power in the general's mansion will be his in the future, which will also be beneficial to the master's career.

But this engagement cannot be canceled just like that. Su Yu's father is indeed a minor official, but there is also a Taifu Mansion behind Su Yu.

After all, his mother is the granddaughter of Taifu Zhao, and Su Yu is the great-grandson of Taifu. However, Taifu Zhao is old, and their family is gradually declining, so she doesn't want to get married.

As she thought about it, Mother Chen felt her head hurt even more. Her children were all debts to her. She couldn't help but rub her temples again.

Nanny Yan, who was standing by, waved her hand and glanced over, and Zhang Cuihua, who was doing the shopping in the kitchen, quietly retreated.

Mother Chen looked at her daughter, her youngest daughter whom she loved the most. Even though she knew that her crying was fake, she still couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Chen's mother quickly pulled her hand, patted it gently, and said soothingly: "Don't cry, my darling. I will go talk to your father about the cancellation of the engagement."

Chen Manli pouted and said, "Wuwuwu... Mother, you must convince Dad to cancel the marriage for me. I don't want a husband who is ugly, fat, lecherous and likes to visit relatives' houses. Besides, he is only the son of a seventh-rank official, not even a scholar. How can he be worthy of a lady from an official family like me?"

"If you force me to marry this kind of person, I will die in front of you, woooooo."

Chen Manli felt more and more aggrieved. If you looked closely, you could see that she was just talking nonsense without delivering any action.

But Chen's mother, who loved her daughter dearly, was still heartbroken.

She quickly promised, "When your father resigns and comes back, I will talk to him about breaking off the engagement."

Chen Manli's mood brightened up immediately, her eyes curved, and she rubbed her head against Chen's mother's shoulder affectionately, "Mom is the best. You are the best to me. Unlike my grandfather, he didn't consider me at all and arranged such a marriage for me."

Mother Chen gently tapped her daughter's nose and said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense. How can you talk about your elders so casually? What did I teach you about etiquette?"

The third young lady, Chen Manli, stuck out her tongue mischievously, then obediently shut her mouth and said no more.

Chen Manli waved her hand as if to please, signaling Bihe beside her to quickly bring over the osmanthus cake that she had asked to be bought from Tengxiang Pavilion in the morning after queuing up for it.

"Mom, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that I specifically asked Bihe to queue up for early in the morning! Their sweet-scented osmanthus cake is soft and delicious, and not at all sweet. It's really delicious! Mom, come and try it~"

As she spoke, Chen Manli couldn't wait to pick up a piece of cake and personally brought it to Chen's mother's mouth.

Although such behavior is somewhat against the rules, Chen's mother couldn't bear to refuse her daughter's thoughtful gesture.

It was time for lunch, and Chen's mother announced the meal. The mother and daughter ate the meal together in a warm and affectionate manner.