Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

(The last chapter was modified at 12:00 last night. If you feel that it is not connected, please go back and refresh it. Hug you all)

In this era, there are people who get married and have children at the age of 14 or 15, and the shopkeeper is not surprised.

But Pei Zian is quite tall and well-developed, but his frame is still small, and he is a little ball with a milky fragrance.

And he has a baby face, and his skin is fine and tender, just like milk.

His cheeks are still chubby, and his big eyes are blinking, which is so cute that it can melt people.

As a result, the shopkeeper is full of doubts. This girl is probably just ten years old?

Really... Is it appropriate?

After all, the laws of the Han Dynasty clearly stipulate: For all rapists, even if the girl is under ten years old, they will be punished.

Exile for three thousand miles to a distant and evil state. If it is not done, exile for five hundred miles. If there are broken bones, strangulation.

This means that if a girl is under ten years old, even if she agrees, she will be punished for rape.

Shen Wuming's face darkened, and he wanted to slap the shopkeeper on the spot.

Fortunately, Pei Zian hurried forward to explain, and took out the pass as evidence, she was already fifteen years old.

The shopkeeper took the money with a suspicious look on his face, and then opened a room for them.

"Why only one room?"

In the room.

Shen Wuming looked at the double bed in the room, the strange chairs, and the ropes hanging from the beams.

He couldn't help frowning and asked.

Pei Zian smiled, "You can rest assured that I live alone in a room? What if it is stolen?"

"My grandfather asked you to accompany me to the capital, and you lost me, he will not let you go."

Shen Wuming was too lazy to pay attention to her, but he also acquiesced that the two of them were in the same room.

He went forward to put the unnecessary tools in the cabinet, and then prepared to wash and rest.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

There was a knock on the door, and the waiter came in with two buckets of hot water and poured them into the bathtub in the room.

He looked at the two of them with strange eyes.

Under Shen Wuming's murderous gaze, he shuddered and hurriedly withdrew.

After putting the wooden barrel away, he pulled his two companions to the corner and chirped, and no one knew what they were chirping about.

Looking at the hot bath, Pei Zian blinked and looked at Shen Wuming a little embarrassed.

"Big brother, I don't have enough clothes to change. I haven't washed the clothes I changed two days ago."

"Ah?"

Shen Wuming was stunned for a moment, thought about it, "Then... you rest first, I'll buy you two sets."

Looking at Shen Wuming's hurriedly leaving back, Pei Zian smiled sweetly.

With a hint of smile in her eyes.

Thinking of her grandfather's instructions before leaving, her cheeks couldn't help but show a little rosy color.

Slender fingers twisted together.

"Will it seem that I'm too pretentious? But grandpa said... let me take the initiative..."

Pei Zian seems to be cute, but after all, she is the daughter of a noble family, how can she really be ignorant of the world?

This can be seen from the debate with Song Nanzhu on the Mohist philosophy.

The foolishness she has always shown is just her true nature, not her brainlessness.

While she was struggling, Shen Wuming was also helpless.

Buying clothes is fine.

But in such a short time, it is naturally impossible to customize them, and you can only choose ready-made clothes.

But this little girl has a very tender face, but her figure is extremely proud, with a baby face and big breasts.

As a result, Shen Wuming searched for a long time and didn't see any suitable clothes.

In the end, he could only choose a set of suitable height, and then found an old tailor to make changes.

"Sir, is there really such a body type as you said?"

The old woman in the tailor shop was full of doubts, "I have made clothes all my life, and I have never seen this kind."

"Don't fool me."

"Why should I fool you?" Shen Wuming was helpless and took out a small ingot of silver from his sleeve and put it on the table.

"Don't worry about it. I'll give you the money first. Just do what I say. I can't default on my debt."

"Okay."

The old woman looked old and weak, but when she saw the silver, her eyes lit up and she quickly put the silver into her pocket.

"Change it right away!"

The old woman smiled, and a trace of magic power was attached to the needle in her hand, and it shuttled quickly.

It didn't take long before she finished changing the skirts and clothes in front of her.

When she was about to finish her work, she saw Shen Wuming take out two bellybands from his sleeves with a helpless look on his face.

"And this."

The old woman widened her eyes and looked at Shen Wuming with deep and strange surprise, her expression could not hide her shock.

But for the sake of the silver, she still reached out to take it.

After a while.

Pei Zian took the clothes handed over by Shen Wuming, his eyes full of gratitude.

Just about to say something flattering.

Then he saw Shen Wuming take out the bellyband from his sleeve with a cold face and handed it over.

The big eyes were full of surprise, and then they quickly grabbed it, blushing like a monkey's butt.

No, just buy clothes, why is there this...

"It's all my fault that I'm too stupid. I didn't think of reminding my big brother just now."

Pei Zian rubbed his temples in annoyance, but then looked at Shen Wuming with some resentment.

Even if you buy small clothes, why do you have to buy a bellyband? So many types...

Although there are bellybands in this era, in fact, women generally use 裲 Kua and 心衣.

The front is basically fully covered, and the back is a bit like a vest, which is still quite conservative.

As for the bellyband, its function and status are actually more similar to the erotic underwear of later generations...

Seeing her expression, Shen Wuming felt a little impatient. What kind of white-eyed wolf? Turn your back on someone?

Not aware of his own problem at all.

First, before time travel, he read TV series and novels, and most women's underwear was bellyband.

Secondly, Chu Youyi is a sullen person, so when she got started before, she always had a belly button.

"You wash up and change clothes first, and I'll get some fresh air on the balcony."

Shen Wuming said something, turned around and walked out, and locked the door.

This town is not prosperous, and the inns only have single rooms. It is naturally difficult for two people to take a bath in the same room.

Seeing Shen Wuming acting like a gentleman, Pei Zian gave him a strange look?

If you are so decent, why would you give yourself two sets of bellybands? Isn’t this too much of a contrast?

"Maybe, big brother just really doesn't understand..."

Pei Zian was thoughtful, thinking that Shen Wuming had climbed to the fifth floor of the Confucian Temple before, and there was nothing wrong with his character.

High wind and bright festival, bright wind and bright moon.

This has been witnessed by all Confucian temples.

"Could it be that... his relationship with Sister Chu is really as rumored?"

Pei Zian thought that when Shen Wuming first got married, there were rumors that he was a spoiled son-in-law.

Some people even said that the two did not share the same room...

"It must be true."

Pei Zian thought about this, and then thought about his anger just now, with a little guilt on his face.

After happily taking a hot bath, Pei Zian opened the door.

Shen Wuming was seen standing at the door, like a bodyguard, with cold spring weather and some cold hands.

Shen Wuming took a few breaths of hot air on his hands. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around and said, "Are you washed?"