Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

Ah Qing stood behind him and said, "This jade is not worth 100 taels."

Yi Ziqian was still holding the jade in his hand, seeing that Ah Qing had returned so quickly, he was about to ask.

But he saw that his face was like frost and snow, desolate and indifferent, less human warmth, and more indescribable temperament.

Seeing that Ah Qing's visitor was not friendly, the storekeeper said impatiently: "Guest officer, the store is small, if you want to buy something, you can choose it slowly, if you talk about other things, the store doesn't welcome you. "

Ah Qing glanced at the store, and said: "Mr. Lord, give me the jade."

Yi Ziqian handed him the jade in his hand, Ah Qing ignored the shopkeeper's yelling, and looked through the moonlight, there were a few cracks on the flawless white jade.

He handed the jade back to Yi Ziqian and said: "Small jade usually doesn't sell for much, so some merchants glue it with yellow citron juice, and after drying it will be as original and intact, so as to raise the price."

The shopkeeper saw that his little trick was seen through, afraid that he would make a fuss, so he smashed his signboard.

Can't help cursing: "If you don't buy it, get out, don't disturb my business."

Ah Qing's eyes were calm and indifferent, but there was an air of prestige without anger, and said: "There are regulations in the business law, and it is not allowed to sell fake products for real. You dare to charge a hundred taels for such inferior things, and confuse the value. It is really abominable. "

Seeing his imposing manner, the shopkeeper might be a stubborn stubble, and he was a little guilty, regretting that he had given in to them if he knew it earlier.

Yi Ziqian stared at Ah Qing's back, feeling that he was more majestic than usual, but also less human.

He held this piece of jade, the radiance flowed, it was clear and beautiful, no flaws could be seen, if Ah Qing hadn't reminded him, it would be hard to see that it was a broken jade.

But Yi Ziqian said at this time: "This jade is 50 taels, I bought it."

Ah Qing frowned slightly, not knowing what it meant, turned around and explained: "Mr. Wang, this is a bad product, not worth it."

The merchant was pleasantly surprised when he heard it. He didn't expect to be recognized as a fake, and he was willing to buy it. Thinking that Yi Ziqian was really taken advantage of, he must be slaughtered for nothing.

Quickly recommended: "Although it is broken jade, it can still be appreciated. Look at the texture and touch, but other jades are not as good..."

Seeing that the businessman seemed to be talking endlessly, Yi Ziqian quickly took out his money bag and threw it in front of him, telling him to shut up.

The merchant caught the money bag, smiled happily, changed his fierce look, and said: "Guest officer, come again next time."

Yi Ziqian slandered in his heart, otherwise it would be a pity to miss this piece of jade because of its high quality, so he would not have stayed in front of this unscrupulous shop.

The two stayed away from the bustling place, and after being silent all the way, Ah Qing asked, "Why?"

Yi Ziqian pretended to be confused and said, "What do you want to ask, Ah Qing?"

Ah Qing said: "Why did you buy this worthless piece of jade?"

"Why is it not worth it? I saw this jade at first glance, and I had some silver taels in my pocket, so I bought it."

Ah Qing said: "If it is perfect, there will be more than ten thousand taels of silver streaks; if it is broken, it will be worthless."

Listening to his words, Yi Ziqian seemed to use this piece of jade to talk about other things, his tone was indifferent but somewhat self-deprecating.

He shook his head and retorted: "It's common sense, but I don't agree with it. Such a beautiful jade is classified as inferior with just a few cracks, which really bury its luster."

Ah Qing heard Lang Jun's words, and she said in a superficial way: "People are divided into three, six, and nine grades, and jade is the same. No matter how beautiful jade is, once it is classified as inferior jade, it will be a dusty thing."

Yi Ziqian replied again: "Although the pearl is covered with dust, its flaws do not hide its beauty. A good jade is still a good jade, and a fly can't change a vermilion bird."

"Snakes are broken, and broken things can't be put together no matter what."

"Broken mirrors can be reunited. If you don't try your best, how will you know if you can make it?"

Ah Qing stared at him, and Yi Ziqian also looked at him not to be outdone.

After a while, Ah Qing still took a soft breath: "Mr. Lang, although a broken mirror can be reunited, the broken gap cannot be eliminated. Things are not as simple as you think."

Yi Ziqian still stubbornly said: "Simple or complicated, it's not something you and I can learn from our verbal arguments."

Ah Qing saw that his eyes were clear and insisted on his own opinion, she sighed softly, relaxed her tense body, and said with a helpless smile: "Maybe Mr. Lang is right, you have to try everything."

Yi Ziqian raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not asking you to agree with what I said, but I just want you to know that even though beautiful jade is stubborn, it is still a piece of beautiful jade. Even if a talented person has a slight flaw, he still has a talented side."

Ah Qing smiled lightly and said, "Your Majesty is showing love."

Yi Ziqian handed him the broken jade, and said, "It's not out of love, but I knew that Ah Qing is not very human, but a capable person. Don't care too much about other people's opinions for other reasons."

Ah Qing saw that the piece of jade in his palm was firm, clean and delicate, shining like a moon in the night, so she still took it.

Seeing this, Yi Ziqian smiled and said, "I'll see you off."

There was a faint warmth coming from the jade in his hand, it could be seen that the jade had been held in Mr. Xiao Lang's palm for a long time.

Ah Qing suddenly had mixed feelings, mixed feelings in his heart, Lang Jun's mind was exquisite and clear, and he really used flaws to make him forget the scars on his face and regain his confidence.

But by doing so, he pushed himself away invisibly.

If he regained his identity as Tantai Qing, he would no longer be able to stay by Lang Jun's side, and the promise he had made with him might be broken.

He followed behind Yi Ziqian, still confused in his heart, not knowing what exactly he wanted?

Lin Yin and his friends went to the brothel to drink flower wine, put a lot of powder in the arms of the beauty, and made a fuss until midnight before returning to the prefect's mansion.

Now that he and Yi Yun had separated rooms, he returned to his own room, sat on the chair, and supported his head with his hands.

The wine was drunk a lot, and my head hurt a little, and I rubbed the center of my eyebrows vigorously.

These few days he was really depressed, and the gesture of being rejected by Yi Ziqian that day gave birth to some hurt and worry.

In order to vent the boredom in my heart, I went to the brothel with a few friends, ordered a few beautiful girls, and spent a lot of time drinking to relieve my worries.

But hearing someone knocking on the door, Lin Yin frowned and said, "Who?"

The person outside the door was actually Yi Yun, and said softly, "Husband, it's me."

Since Lin Yin's showdown with her that day, she thought that Yi Yun would keep her own place and continue to be the young wife of the prefect's mansion. She would keep this title and would never ask about his affairs again.

As for his late return every day, Yi Yun not only asked again, but occasionally gave him some hangover soup.

He said, "Come in."

Yi Yun put the hangover soup in front of him and said, "I make orange-flavored hangover soup. It's sweet and sour to quench your thirst, and it's not too hot after leaving it cold for a long time."

Lin Yin was in need of a bowl of hangover soup at this time, to relieve his headache, so he didn't refuse, and drank it with the hangover soup. The taste was sour and sweet, and he really felt much better.

Yi Yun saw that his face was much more relaxed, and said: "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days, and I want to go back to my mother's house again. The last time I had a heart-to-heart talk with my mother, I might as well take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to go back and talk with my mother again. I don't know if your husband has such intentions ?”

Every night after Lin Yin was absurd, she would stare in a daze in the room, looking at a repainted portrait of Yi Ziqian, stroking the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting, as if she could touch the other person's skin through the drawing paper.

Only then did he understand, what is a glimpse?That is, only the face of that person is left in his mind, and there is no room for the existence of other people.

Lin Yin listened to her request, thinking that she was still impatient last time. Although she hugged the beauty, she offended Yi Ziqian. This time, she took advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to apologize to him.

He said: "Since Yun'er wants to go, she can naturally do so."

Yi Yun got his approval, and said with a gentle smile: "Thank you husband, by the way, I heard that my younger brother has not recovered from the cold, so I asked Yao Lang to ask for a meal list."

"On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will chat with my mother in the room. I don't think I have time to give it to my younger brother. I will prepare the medicinal food in the mansion first, and ask my husband to help me give it to my younger brother."

Lin Yin nodded and said, "Okay, I will pass on Yun'er's heart to my brother-in-law."

Yi Yun said: "Then I will step back first, and my husband will have a good rest." She cleaned up the dishes and walked out the door, the gentle expression on her face receded, her complexion became indifferent, and there was a bit of viciousness in her eyes.

Ever since she ran into the affair between Lin Yin and Yi Ziqian that day, she didn't follow her previous style of making this matter a storm in the city, and kept it in her heart.

But how could she not hate it? She hated Lin Yin's sentimental and prodigal heart for actually having an affair with Yi Ziqian, and even more hated Yi Ziqian, a bitch who was shameless and hooked up with her husband.

She puts the hatred in her heart, which doesn't mean she has to let it go. She is thinking about how to get revenge on these two people in order to relieve the hatred in her heart.

So she pretended to be gentle and virtuous, but she didn't ask about Lin Yin's profligacy. Instead, she thoughtfully made hangover soup after he was drunk, just to let Lin Yin put down his guard.

Today I thought it was an opportunity to tell Lin Yin her thoughts.

And that medicated diet was actually mixed with aphrodisiacs, which would definitely make Yi Ziqian be infatuated and do shameless things.

Since Lin Yin cared so much about him and drew a special portrait of him, she couldn't help Yi Ziqian's seductive behavior and doing unbearable things with him.

Then she led someone into Yi Ziqian's room, and let the two of them tell the world about their affair. When the time comes, it will be seen where the faces of these two people will be put, and they will not be cast aside by thousands of people.

Now that Yi Yun was hurt by Lin Yin, there was no love for him in her heart, only endless hatred, thinking of Yi Ziqian and Lin Yin all night long, being scolded by others and unbearably humiliated, she felt refreshed all over.

This day, Yi Ziqian was free to paint, standing in front of the table and painting with ink, green mountains, rivers and seas, a flat boat in the middle of the river, spotting the eyes of the fishermen on the boat.

Zhuquan knocked on the door and entered, and said: "Mr. Lang, the sedan chair has already come to meet you from the back door, but sister Chun'er is still crying and refusing to leave, and wants to see you again."

Yi Ziqian's brush and ink flowed like flowing water, without being affected, and said: "Let her cry."

Zhuquan didn't know the reason, he couldn't bear it and said: "Mr. Lang, go and see Sister Chun'er."

Yi Ziqian put down his pen and said, "It's your fault."

Judging from his tone, Zhuquan obviously hardened his heart and refused to go, so he could only back down and say, "Yes."

Yi Ziqian sat back in his seat and looked out of the window at the bamboo leaves and green pines, fascinated.

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Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle too loud

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