Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Axiu was startled, and opened her eyes: "Is this your shop?"

Wei Ziqing slapped his hand amusedly, "I'm not so good, don't worry about anything else, just pick whatever you want, so I'll only buy it for you this time, and you can earn money to buy it later. So you have to grasp it, you won't have this chance to blackmail me again in the future."

These words really worked, Axiu looked a little more relaxed, and the staff's enthusiasm and willingness to do something eased his nervousness.

Qianji's clothes have never been cheap, so the people who come and go with them are from some families, there are many rich people, don't underestimate this county town, there is nowhere to spend the wealth of Wanguan's family, because the location is good, there are many people who go out to do business, It can be regarded as a little famous county town after coming and going.

Axiu knew that what Brother Qing said was a joke, in order to reassure him, he also knew the interest, and no longer shied away, but he would not really buy expensive ones, he jumped up and down, his eyes fell on On a light yellow dress.

Wei Ziqing followed his eyes and saw that the clothes looked familiar, as if they were made by him, but the color had been changed in many versions. This dress was made of gauze over a skirt, and there were hand-show butterflies embellishing it, highlighting the The most important thing is the youth's vivaciousness, Axiu's temperament can be regarded as introverted, this goose yellow is really cute but eye-catching, I didn't expect him to fall in love with this one.

"Then let's try this one."

"Good."

Axiu was still a little embarrassed: "Is it too gorgeous, I'd better choose again."

The guy is used to looking at people, and he smiled and passed the clothes over: "Try it on first, if it doesn't look good, you can change it in time."

Wei Ziqingtuan felt a little thirsty, while Axiu went to change clothes, he went to the inner room by himself, and dragged a waiter to find him some tea to drink.

The guys all knew him, and they brought a pot of tea after waiting for a long time. He was afraid that Axiu would be anxious if he didn't see him, so he simply went out with the teapot and cups by himself.

Before reaching the lobby, I heard a familiar voice.

"I ordered this dress, and now you say you want to sell it to someone else?"

"Young Master Du, you didn't say what color, we can't keep every piece for you, right?"

"So what? You let him take it off. I want this one today."

The guy was a little embarrassed: "You see, you didn't pay the deposit. I thought you just said it casually, so you're going to sell it. Don't make things difficult for us, we're just part-timers."

"Oh? My name isn't worth the two taels of deposit?"

"You misunderstood...Look at this..." The buddy was so anxious that he couldn't speak. Naturally, Mr. Du couldn't afford to provoke him, but this little man is Mrs. Song's younger brother, so it's not easy to offend him. What should we do?However, the shopkeeper is still not here, and if the handling fails, he will lose his job!

"Stop arguing, me, I'll just leave it to this young master."

Axiu has never seen such a scene, but looking at the attire of Mr. Du and the five or six servants behind him, he knows that he is a nobleman. He just came from the countryside, so how dare he cause trouble?

Du Hanfeng sneered at this obedient country bumpkin, the light yellow dress didn't look so pleasing to the eye anymore, and he was full of irritability.

"Jean? You are really good at talking. I don't even look down on what you take off from your body. I bought this dress, Ah Cheng, and cut it off."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but Mr. Du is still so majestic."

A voice came from the side, Du Hanfeng's face froze, he turned his head, and sure enough, he saw the familiar figure. Wei Ziqing was leaning against the door frame at this time, and poured a cup of tea for himself with the pot in his left hand before putting the teapot on the table. aside.

Du Hanfeng's complexion was cloudy, he seemed to be happy or angry, and he stood there without saying a word.

The servant who was called Ah Cheng didn't dare to move anymore, holding the clothes in his hand, he didn't want to cut it, and he didn't want to cut it.

"What? It's not enough to play in my house, but you still want to chase here? Make trouble? You think highly of me too."

In fact, everything today was a coincidence, but Du Hanfeng himself knew that he came here to buy the clothes after hearing that the clothes were designed by Wei Ziqing. It had to be bought and shipped from the provincial capital and the capital, otherwise how could he have paid attention to such a small place?

Since his father strictly prohibited him from coming to Song's house last time, and punished him to kneel in the ancestral hall for ten days because of this, he didn't understand why his father who always loved him would lose his temper so much because of such a trivial matter, and he really stopped for a while. .

But the more he was warned, the more he wanted to get close to Wei Ziqing. He followed like a demon, and his figure appeared more and more frequently in his mind. He wanted him to see him, and wanted him to look at him without alienation!It's really not possible, it's okay to have hatred...

Du Hanfeng's pampered face showed a provocative smile: "You think too highly of yourself, I didn't come here because of you, Ah Cheng, keep cutting!"

Do you feel distressed when you see the clothes you designed are cut?I don't know if I will get angry and yell?Ruin that gentle mask?

Wei Ziqing didn't seem to care about it at all, he handed the cup in his hand to Axiu, leaned over and asked him in a low voice if he was thirsty?

Axiu seemed to be frightened by Du Hanfeng's nervousness. Seeing that he really had the clothes cut, even if she didn't know that the clothes were designed by Wei Ziqing, she felt distressed.

He sipped the water that Wei Ziqing handed over, and leaned over in a low voice: "Let's go first, and come back when there is no one else."

Wei Ziqing knew that his "nobody" was referring to Du Hanfeng, so he didn't dare to point it out because he was afraid that the other party would hear and cause trouble.

"It's okay. There are other clothes. You can take a look again. I didn't see that one. Does it look good on you? If you like it, wait until it's ready and send it over."

Axiu was still a little uneasy, but after listening to Wei Ziqing's words, she planned to pick something else.

Du Hanfeng is about to explode with anger!Strong jealousy welled up in my heart, what's so good about that bumpkin?Unbearably vulgar, how can he have the slightest extravagance?

And this person actually ignored him!Could he not see that he was having his clothes cut?

He turned his head and shouted at the guy next to him who was wiping sweat: "I don't like this dress, take out all the new styles in your store, I want to cut them all up! lest someone wear them and hurt my eyes. "

The buddy's legs are weak, this young man is really going to mess things up!

The shopkeeper was not there, he went to another place, and had nowhere to look for anyone, so he looked at Wei Ziqing for help. Anyway, he was one of the bosses, so he couldn't just look at him.

Wei Ziqing sighed: "Look at what I'm doing, hurry up and get it, remember to get the best, the most expensive, it's best to bring all my designs, Mr. Du wants to cut it, how dare you hide it?" ?”

The buddy let out an "Ah", I don't know if what Wei Ziqing said was the truth or a lie, is it true?

Du Hanfeng thought he was afraid, so he was a little smug, and gave the stunned guy a look.

The buddy resigned to his fate and brought the most expensive ones in the store, and some were even used as samples because of the difficulty of workmanship, the ones that would never be made without paying a deposit.

Du Hanfeng took the scissors himself, and stood in the lobby where passers-by could see them at a glance, and cut several pieces with his hands. The customers in the store all left when they saw something was wrong, but the people outside who couldn't usually afford it watched the excitement.

Tired after cutting for a while, and Wei Ziqing was not angry, Du Hanfeng felt a little bored, so he threw the scissors to the boy next to him, rolled his eyes, and told Ah Cheng a few words.

Ah Cheng listened honestly, went to the young master's own teacup, went to the teapot next to Axiu - that is, the one that Wei Ziqing brought over, poured out a cup of tea, Du Hanfeng drank it in one gulp, and smacked his lips in disgust.

"That's it for today, you guys are still cooperative." He took out the silver from the purse in the hand of the person next to him, and threw it on the ground with a bang.

"Remember in the future, just don't make Grandpa angry."

After finishing speaking, he led the servants away in a mighty manner, and the man did not dare to show his air. Seeing that Wei Ziqing's face was as usual, there was no sign of displeasure, and he couldn't figure out whether he really didn't care or was pretending to be decent.

"Aren't you going to clean up soon? Don't do business anymore?"

Wei Ziqing advised the guys in the lobby in a kind voice.

The other guys woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly cleaned up the things on the ground, leaving a guy who seemed to be the leader who had been talking just now to hesitate.

"That silver..."

It was just him, a buddy, and he panicked in anger, so many good-looking clothes that ordinary people would feel happy even looking at, it was so ruined, and the money was thrown on the ground, it was so insulting!

"Pick it up? If you don't pick it up, I will pick it up."

As he said that, he bent down to pick it up from the ground, and carefully blew on the floating dirt twice, then handed it to the buddy.

"Calculate, whether it is a profit or a loss."

The guy didn't expect that Mrs. Song, who is gentle, good-looking and talented, would actually bow down and pick up the money in person. Mrs. Song could bear this humiliation. How could he be so fragile as a guy!

Taking the abacus, the clerk said pleasantly, "I've earned it, and I've made a lot of money!"

Wei Ziqing smiled and nodded in agreement: "I'm in charge of the usual money. You can share the money and go eat and drink. It's a way to soothe the nerves."

The clerk was overjoyed, thanked Wei Ziqing and happily went to the cashier to exchange money.

"Axiu, there's no one here, so hurry up and look at your clothes."

Axiu's eyes were slightly red, and she sniffled: "Brother Qing, so you are living this kind of life here, so aggrieved, it's no wonder you have to come to me, so you have to be bullied even if you are rich."

Wei Ziqing knew that he was thinking too much, and didn't bother to explain, so he stretched out his hand and flicked his head.

"What do you know? Forget it. Let me pick it for you. It's going to be dark with your ink stains like this."

From the dress just now, he knew exactly what kind of clothes Axiu liked. He couldn't tell that Axiu was still a sullen type, so he easily chose a bright-colored long gown.

Axiu was only caring for him, and her mood dropped a lot. After shopping for clothes, she was not in the mood to go shopping anymore. Wei Ziqing didn't force her, bought some daily necessities, and took him back to Song's house.

Axiu looked at Brother Qing's indifferent expression, thinking that he must be pretending, she might feel very sad, and she still had to worry about his emotions, buying him this and that, he secretly swore in his heart that he would also think about it. The way to get ahead, for yourself and for Brother Qing, protect the two of you, and don't get winks from others!

Whether it's a buddy or a passer-by, including Axiu, they all feel that Wei Ziqing is married, talented, and rich, and he must be a decent person. He can't bear this kind of insult, and he may feel very sad.

But this time he didn't get angry like the last time. He was very satisfied with himself, and he was sensible enough. Only those who lost their composure in public would be left behind, and Wei Ziqing's method was always to see who would have the last laugh. It's his usual style, the last time was just an accident.

Of course, he didn't think about it at all, or he deliberately didn't think about a certain possibility. When he was in front of someone, he seemed extraordinarily delicate and fragile. This time, he was alone and knew that no one could be reliable, so he could stay awake. , Do things rationally.

That night Wei Ziqing went into the study, spent a cup of tea, and went out with an extra letter in his hand.

On the second day, the county magistrate received a letter from Mr. Song's husband, in which he appealed to yesterday's incident, his words were neither humble nor overbearing, orderly, without any bias, people couldn't help but believe his words.

Especially the last few sentences, every word is heart-wrenching, Du County Master's face is red, and he can't wait to find a hole in the ground.

The general idea is: "... I have heard that the common people praised the county magistrate for his integrity and integrity, and his righteousness moved the world. My husband is also a sensible scholar. I also learned some important principles. I don’t know how to pick it up, I’d rather lose it than not be humiliated. Naturally, Hanfeng is close to our family, this little thing is nothing. Hanfeng gives me a face every day, and makes me unable to come to the stage in front of all the students. Knowing what it means is all because of Bo Ming."

"Bo Ming has always been self-restraining, so naturally he will not be easily shaken, and does incest. Han Feng thought I was following the crowd, so he resented me. I can understand this, so I don't care about the fact that he insulted me many times, the county lord And don't blame him for it. I think Hanfeng is really pitiful, and I was also moved by his infatuation, so I decided to accept this concubine for Bo Ming, just for the sake of their reputation, and I can't make a fuss. Let's bring it in tonight. Don't worry, the county magistrate, I always respect the magistrate as a man, and I will definitely not embarrass Hanfeng."

"Just ask the county master to pass on a message. Don't let Hanfeng blame me. Don't come to Qianji to make trouble. I didn't open Qianji. Because I can't bear the suffering. I have already paid for the money myself. Sooner or later It’s my own family, so don’t be polite to the magistrate.”

Master Du slammed the letter paper on the table angrily. He only listened to Song Anshi's half of what happened last time. He only knew that he disrespected Mrs. Song. For some reason, Feng was frightened and had a high fever. Hanli and his mother begged hard, and they let him out after all that he loved his beloved husband.

He thought Han Feng was just being arrogant, but he didn't expect that he would do such a lowly thing and be asked to marry him and become a concubine!It's still from Mr. Han Li's family. He doesn't think Mrs. Song is telling lies. After all, Mrs. Song's whole article is for the sake of their family's reputation, and she doesn't want to make it public.

He got up and went home from the county office angrily, and went straight to Du Hanfeng's boudoir.

Du Hanfeng was practicing whipping with others in the yard when he saw his father approaching with a blushing face and thick neck.

"Daddy?"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped.

Du Hanli looked at his father in disbelief: "Father, what are you doing..."

"Snapped!"

Another slap, deflecting Du Hanfeng to one side.

Author's gossip: Hahaha hiccup, Wei Ziqing is really not the kind of tough and tough person, he knows the current affairs too well, knows how to get the desired result, probably because courtesans have to look at people, he will be particularly tolerant , but never be a coward! (Actually, I really don’t want to write Du Hanfeng badly. He’s just a sophomore boy who wants to attract attention. I’m afraid he’s spoiled. PS: Actually, I want him to like Wei Ziqing too. The love between husband and wife is considered gay Ah ha ha)