Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

Xie Zhao came empty-handed, but he insisted on giving gifts. Could it be that he was sending her to the West?

Jiang Yuzhu thought wrongly, took a few steps back, and said with a pale face: "Hongxiu, Hongjin!"

The two maids heard the noise and flew over from a short distance away.

Faced with the sudden change, Xie Zhao was at a loss, and his wife turned against him faster than turning the page in a book.

Knowing what Jiang Yuzhu was thinking, Xie Zhao rubbed his forehead: "I have been busy all day long for my husband, but I really didn't look at the day, which caused my wife to misunderstand."

As for the gift, Xie Zhao didn't bring it, waiting for Jiang Yuzhu to choose it by himself.

Jiang Yuzhu did not decide immediately, but looked at Hong Jin to signal.

After waiting for a moment, Hongjin reported back: "Madam, it's a good time to go out today."

"Let's go then."

To facilitate travel, Jiang Yuzhu changed into men's clothes and followed Xie Zhao.

The two of them did not go straight to the outer city along a main road, but turned in the middle and ran towards Feng Mansion.

The corner door of Feng Mansion had been opened in advance. Xie Zhao took Jiang Yuzhuru to stroll in his garden and soon arrived at Xiyuan.

Jiang Yuzhu looked suspicious, frowning and looking at Xie Zhao: "Honestly, do you have any hobbies of listening to people in corners?"

Being misunderstood by his wife again, Xie Zhao patiently explained: "Madam, there is a painting of a turtle pushing its back on the black market recently, and the price has reached a thousand taels."

"How could this be?"

Jiang Yuzhu understood. She sent Feng Qingqing a wedding gift picture, and the mating was beautified into pushing back, and it was even publicized by the Feng family.

"Yes, it is rumored that it is a calligraphy work for my husband. There is a rich man in the south of the Yangtze River who is willing to pay a big price to draw an erotic album for my husband."

Recently, after going to court, adults often stopped him and asked cryptically, but Xie Zhao neither admitted nor denied.

Jiang Yuzhu first scolded the Feng family for being involved with Xie Zhao. When she heard that the wealthy family was willing to pay a big price, she quickly asked: "Then will you accept this job?"

There is no glory in painting erotic scenes, but if the price is high, it is not impossible to consider.

Xie Zhao's face suddenly became serious, he lowered his eyes to cover the gloom in his eyes, and said quietly: "I refused for my husband."

"Yuanhe, are you hindered by your reputation..."

Reputation is important, but it is false after all.

Even if Xie Zhao painted an erotic painting, many people would not believe it.

True and false, false and true, only when you get the money is it true.

Just as Jiang Yuzhu was about to persuade, Xie Zhao looked at her face and hesitated to speak.

"Yuanhe, are you in trouble? Tell us, and we, husband and wife, will find a solution together."

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all provided by Jiang Yuzhu, Xie Zhao only had to contribute.

It's good to be talented and learn, and you can get a lot of money if you just produce calligraphy treasures.

Even her extremely sloppy paintings were misunderstood to be by Xie Zhao, and the prices were raised to unimaginable heights.

Xie Zhaoyin removed the smile deep in his eyes and said sternly: "My husband wants to make this money, but I have no experience and know nothing about the erotic palace, so it is difficult to draw the charm of it. How about you and I working together to complete it?"

There are dozens of patterns, and only by experiencing them can you draw brilliant masterpieces.

Jiang Yuzhu: "..."

Unknowingly, she fell into Xie Zhao's trick and was led into the gutter by this sinister fox.

Xie Zhao doesn't understand, so he asks her to practice and figure it out together?What a beautiful idea!

Jiang Yuzhu's cheeks were red. She wanted to retort a few words, but couldn't find a breakthrough. She secretly hated herself for not performing well.

Xie Zhao accepted it as soon as he saw it, and changed the subject without leaving any trace: "Since Madam's turtle painting has been sold for a thousand taels, wouldn't it be a big loss for you and me to give it to the Feng family for nothing?"

Therefore, Xie Zhao brought Jiang Yuzhu to Feng's house tonight to choose gifts, just to avoid suffering a loss.

As soon as the couple arrived at the courtyard, they met Feng Qing, who was furious and strode out.

"Feng Qing, stop here, where are you going?"

Wei Jing held up the hem of her skirt and chased after her, asking with a ferocious look on her face.

The two had just gotten married less than ten days ago. If Feng Qingruo stayed in his concubine's room, wouldn't it make her a joke?

Even if she had to be tied up, Wei Jing still wanted to keep her.

At least she and Feng Qing are known as husband and wife, and their appearance must be perfect.

Feng Qing paused and turned around with a look of obvious disgust: "Crazy woman!"

Feng Qing had previously suggested that the two call each other Yuan He and Yu Zhu when they had sex, but Wei Jing was addicted.

They had to have sex four or five times a night, and Feng Qing was force-fed decoction and medicine, which made his legs so weak that he almost couldn't go to the morning court.

Forget it, Wei Jing also asked him to walk, sit, and lie down, and even his tone of voice must imitate Xie Zhao.

Why?He, Feng Qing, was also the number one scholar in the dynasty!

Wei Jing's eyes were dark, and she held her voice and whispered: "Husband, can you stay here tonight?"

Feng Qing stumbled and almost fell over.

Listening to Wei Jing pretending to be coquettish was like being stared at by a poisonous snake, which was spitting out scarlet letters at him.

Feng Qing was counting down the seconds and wanted to run out of the house.

Seeing that Feng Qing had no intention of stopping, Wei Jing narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Why are you still standing there? Please bring the master back quickly."

Two strong women walked out of the tea room and dragged Feng Qing into the room like they were carrying little chickens.

"Wei Jing, you evil bitch, what do you want to do?"

Feng Qingzheng was about to resist, but received a firm slap.

After the slap, Feng Qing became furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wei Jing, aren't you afraid that I will divorce you?"

"Husband, what are you talking about?"

Wei Jing smiled sinisterly. The Queen Mother granted a marriage, and even the Wei family had to accept their fate. What ability did the Feng family have?

"Feng Qing, no matter what, you only have this last chance. I will send someone to take you back to my house tomorrow. You can hide if you want, unless... you die."

Wei Jing's voice was low, but her threatening tone was obvious.

Feng Qing choked and let out a wail of pain for a long time.

Outside the door, Jiang Yuzhu listened with interest.

If she hadn't visited Feng's house at night, she would have never known that Feng Qing and Wei Jing lived like this.

Xie Zhao didn't want to stay any longer, so he took Jiang Yuzhu's hand and went straight to the warehouse.

There were mostly heavy antique porcelains in the warehouse, and Jiang Yuzhu didn't like them very much. After picking and choosing, she fell in love with an old ginseng.

"It's not a loss to exchange my masterpiece for Lao Ginseng."

Jiang Yuzhu was doing business sincerely, but Xie Zhao took advantage of his wife's inattention to replace the turtle picture and put it in his sleeve pocket.

Jiang Yuzhu's calligraphy must not be exposed to the public. The Feng family does not deserve it.

The replacement painting was painted by Liang An.

After sending Jiang Yuzhu back to Jiang Mansion, Xie Zhao stood there for a long time.

The night was just right, so he would rather stay and watch the moon with his wife, but the yamen still had trivial matters to deal with and was too busy to get away.

In the kitchen of Jiang Mansion, there were steamed dumplings that had just been cooked. Jiang Yuzhu wrapped them in oil paper and handed them to Xie Zhao: "Yuanhe, you go to bed early. If you stay up late, don't forget to tell Liang An to prepare food."

Xie Zhao agreed and waved his hand: "Madam, please go back. If you have time, think carefully about your proposal for your husband."

Jiang Yuzhu was attracted by Lao Shen, and it took her a while to realize that Xie Zhao was talking about the erotic palace!

The male protagonist in the book is cold and inhumane, and only cares about the common people. Who is the pervert just now who meant something!