Pretend to die

"Miss San, wake up, we are here."

In his sleep, Su Zheng heard someone calling, the voice repeated over and over tirelessly, the noise made him sleepless, so he had to open his eyes.

"Miss San, here we are, let's get off the sedan chair."

There was a hazy red in front of my eyes, a face was indistinct, and the facial features could not be seen clearly. Su was listening to her voice, it was a little girl.

"Miss San, all the wives in Zhengguo's mansion are waiting."

A black thing stretched out towards him. It turned out that the little girl grabbed his hand and pulled it.

"Take your steps carefully."

Su Zheng was still in a daze, and he suddenly woke up when she was leading him to get off the sedan chair.

The sedan chair... This is the ancient world, so this little girl should be his maidservant. As for the piece of red gauze in front of him——Su Zheng felt a chill in his heart. The bamboo is boiling, and there is a joyous atmosphere.

Everyone was overjoyed, Su Zheng's hair stood on end.

If the costume drama on TV was not filmed blindly, then what he is experiencing is undoubtedly an ancient wedding. According to common sense, no groom needs to wear a red hijab, so it is concluded that he is the bride.

Su Zheng's heart was beating fast, and he quickly touched his crotch with his wide sleeves covering his hands. Fortunately, they were all there.

So here comes the question, how could he get married as a man?

The mothers-in-law didn't give him time to think, they helped him from left to right and pulled him closer to the door. Su Zhengyuan thought that he was going to marry him, so he was so nervous, but he didn't expect it to be over just by stepping over a brazier.

Then, he was brought into the new house by the wives. The middle-aged women kept talking about giving birth to a fat son for the master. Su Zheng didn't dare to laugh, thinking, and give birth to a fat son. Can't even give birth to a child.

After the women left, Su Zheng lifted the red hijab.

At first glance, the whole room was glowing red, with happy characters pasted everywhere, and red silk hanging, but if you looked closely, you could still find mold on the corners of the walls and paint on the feet of the bed.

Su Zheng probably knew about it, and he probably was a concubine with no family background, so he was sent to live in this remote courtyard.

There were a lot of longan, red dates and peanuts on the bed, and Su Zheng was also hungry, so he grabbed a handful and ate them, and kicked the peeled shells and vomited kernels under the bed.

He saw a dressing table in the room with a bronze mirror on it, so he leaned over to see what he looked like now.At first glance, there is nothing new about it. She is much younger, as if she was a freshman in high school.Dressed up in a weird way, with hair in a bun, full of gold beads and silver bracelets.The most outrageous thing is that face, which is pale with official powder, and is cut into two parts by the dark neck, with thick black eyebrows and big red lips, which seems to be painted maliciously.

Not long after, the door was pushed open, and a little girl slipped in.

"Miss San," hearing her voice was the maid who was helping Su to get off the sedan chair. She moved closer, with tears in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Master San, tonight...if we are found out tonight...no matter, young master , you press this heart-killing pill under your tongue. If Duke Zheng wants to arrest you in a fit of anger, swallow it quickly to avoid torture. Young master, Yinger is incompetent. If you go, Yinger will never Don't live, in the next life, Ying'er will be your cow and horse again."

Oh, the world of feelings is still normal, knowing that men cannot marry.

Su Zheng took the small Zhuxin Pill in the shape of Liuwei Dihuang Wan from her hand, and asked with some fear: "I pressed it on the bottom of my tongue. If it melts, I will die early."

Ying'er felt that what he said was reasonable, thought for a moment, and said: "Then hide it in your nails first, and if the situation is not good, take it out quickly and take it."

For the wedding, the servants specially dyed Su Zheng's nails red, which was also suitable for hiding.

"My parents... Did you say anything?" Su Zheng asked tentatively.

"Master and Madam haven't found out about Second Miss and Young Master's subcontracting." Ying'er pinched her thumb and index finger and calculated mentally like a magic stick: "We came to Jinling from Changzhou for a total of three days. If Second Miss goes north, Now we should go to Mizhou, if we go south, we should go to Hezhou now."

Su Zheng pretended to hush, and guessed the general reason for the incident in his heart.

"This makeup..."

"Oh," Ying'er looked around, and said, "It's been a long journey, and I did lose a lot, so Ying'er will touch up the young master's make-up."

As he spoke, he took out a pencil bag-sized kit from his cuff, and picked out some bottles and cans from it, dipped his fingers in it and greeted Su Zheng's face directly.

"Draw thicker."

"The servant knows."

With this face, not to mention frightening passers-by at night, it would definitely not be a problem to scare a man soft.

At three o'clock in the evening, before the famous Zheng Guogong came, a woman in the mansion brought a pot of hot wine and said to Ying'er:

"Miss Ying'er, the master rested at Mrs. He's place tonight. This pot of wine was sent by my wife to my slave. Let your wife go to bed early, and I will serve tea tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, aunt, for coming here." Ying'er took out a silver hairpin inlaid with predicates from her cuff, handed it to the old woman, and said, "Madam and her servants are here for the first time, if there is something offending, please tell aunt more. "

"Oh, Miss Yinger is too polite." The mother-in-law put the silver hairpin into her skirt and laughed: "My wife has been worshiping Buddha for many years, and she doesn't like fancy things. I will serve tea tomorrow so that your wife will talk less and look less. Remember the rules first." one."

"Yes."

On the second day, Su Zheng got up early and changed into a lavender dress, with a few silver ornaments on his hair bun, neither stingy nor eye-catching.The key is the makeup. Last night the woman made a special point, saying that the wife doesn't like heavy makeup, so today they have to cooperate with light makeup.

Today's Su Zheng is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is still a child who is not fully developed. His facial features are somewhat masculine, but his bones are still indistinguishable.

"I won't put on powder today, just paint my eyebrows with rouge."

"But..." Ying'er hesitated to speak, women in this dynasty believed in the saying that 'the skin is as white as jade, and the skin as thick as fat'. Su Zheng was originally born dark, and he didn't even put on powder, so he looked like a country child. His original intention was to make Duke Zhengguo dislike him, so it made sense to do so: "...Madam is wise."

After dressing up properly, from time to time, there will be several women waiting outside the courtyard.

Seeing Su Zheng coming out of the house, he whispered to each other.

Ying'er knew that they must be talking about skin color, and knew that the goal had been achieved, but she was still upset, so she hugged Su Zheng and straightened her back.

"Madam Su, are you still used to living in the Storage Wind Pavilion?"

"I'm used to it." Su Zheng said while squeezing his throat.

"Ma'am, you have traveled all the way to our Zhengguo Duke's Mansion. From now on, this is Madam's home. If there is anything missing, just send someone to Miss Lian to tell you. I will never wrong you." .By the way, the old slave sees that Madam only brought one servant girl, I'm afraid it's not enough, how many more people should I send?"

"It's enough, don't worry about it." Su Zheng lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye.

"That's good," the mother-in-law pretended to say, "it happens that all the newly bought girls this year are almost selected by each house. Next year, the old slave will personally pick a few clever ones and send them to my wife."

"It's work."

Ying'er gritted her teeth, knowing that the news that the master didn't come last night has spread throughout the house. It was a good thing at first, but now it seems to be a bad thing. no.

On the contrary, Su Zheng, a modern person, is much calmer than her. After all, Su Zheng was beaten to death with sticks in ancient society before. He knew that the rule of law in ancient times was not perfect and the status inequality was serious, so he dared not act recklessly.Moreover, he is not as temperamental as the ancients, and it is not painful to be ridiculed. Besides, he is still a man, so how can he care about a woman who can be his mother's age?

"When you enter the door, you must first kowtow to your ancestors and serve a cup of tea. You should say: I beg your ancestors to bless the slave family to open up branches and leaves for the Fu family, and then kowtow to the master and wife, and serve two cups of tea. Mrs. and Mrs., from now on, I will definitely abide by the "Women's Rules" and do my best. Madam, do you remember?"

"remember."

"Madam Su, this old servant has spent most of his life in Zhengguo's mansion, and he has seen all kinds of women. It is rare for you to look like this. This old servant dares to remind you that entering the mansion is no worse than when you were at home before. , it’s all about small things. Here you go, please.”

Su Zheng lifted her skirt and stepped into the half-meter-high threshold.

Inside stood two solemnly dressed women, one holding a spirit tablet of the ancestors, and the other holding a bowl of tea.

On the seat behind them, on the left sat a rich and well-dressed old man, about forty years old, with slack cheeks, a distended belly, and an indifferent expression; on the right sat a plainly dressed lady, about thirty, with a pale face, The neck is thin, and a string of Buddhist beads is twisted in his hand.

Su Zheng only glanced at it, then knelt down on the ground, slowly recited what his wife had taught him just now, took the tea bowl with one hand, and raised it above his head with a pious expression.After worshiping the ancestors, he knelt down and turned to the old man and his wife, kowtowed to each other, served tea, and said some auspicious words.

The Grand Master Zhengguo looked worried, he seemed to have no interest in his new ugly concubine, but his wife smiled, she didn't know whether she was satisfied with his well-behaved behavior and elegant attire, or that he was not good-looking.

After serving the tea, the wife rewarded some gold and silver jewelry, and the master rewarded 50 taels of silver ingots.

At this time, a young servant came in, and before waiting for the announcement, he knelt down.

"Master, madam, Mrs. He said that she had unbearable abdominal pain, so she sent a servant to report."

Lord Zhengguo jumped up from his chair all of a sudden, and his indifferent expression turned into anxiety: "Abdominal pain? What's going on!"

"The slave doesn't know either. It seems that he ate something bad by mistake. Please ask the master to take a look."

The smile on the wife's face gradually disappeared, and when she looked again, it turned into concern. She said softly: "Master, go quickly, Ling'er is pregnant, so don't miss it."

Duke Zhengguo strode away without looking back.