Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

The alleys are paved with purple stones, bluestones and gray stones. Due to the passage of time, the ground has been polished very smooth. The rest of the alleys are run barefoot in the alleys. Rise up to make the whole body comfortable.

Although it is spring, the wind blowing in the alley is still mixed with a coolness, the people coming and going are still wearing thick clothes, and the mangy and bald man selling dog skin plaster at the alley is still wearing a felt hat and a white sheepskin mandarin jacket instead.

The residential inns in the small alleys are mostly hard mountain tops, clear water ridges, Ruyi gates, lintels decorated with door hairpins, water-milled brick wall patterns carved between the walls, and drum-holding stones in front of the gates.

The wine flags in the hotel fluttered, people came and went upstairs and downstairs, and the waiter in the shop was so busy making tea and water that there was no time to rest.

Su Baoer took a sip of the tea bowl with her head down, and secretly glanced at the man opposite.

The man's resolute eyebrows were slightly frowned, and under the bridge of his nose, his lips were slightly pursed without a trace of curvature. This was a man's usual expression, and probably the only expression.

Su Baoer looked at it for a while, and saw those lips move, "Have you seen enough?"

Su Baoer curled her lips, then buried her head in the tea bowl again, "You look a lot like my brother when you purse your lips."

The man's eyebrows frowned even deeper, and his gaze coldly moved away from Su Baoer's face, without any emotion.

Su Baoer was already familiar with his temperament, and didn't care about it. She tilted her head and rested her chin on her finger to dip a few drops of tea on the table when the waiter in the shop was pouring tea, writing and drawing on the table, which was actually a seven-seven thing that the man asked him to master a few days ago. Through the eight collaterals to the map.

"You seem to dislike my brother very much." Su Baoer raised her eyes, "There must be a reason, right?"

"Bill, please."

The shop clerk hurried over hearing the sound, with a towel on his back and a teapot in his hand.

Su Baoer snorted secretly, rolled his eyes and glared at Shang Chengen, and reluctantly followed him out of the restaurant.

The two of them didn't go back to the Shang mansion directly. Looking at the situation, Shang Chengen didn't plan to go back so early, and Su Baoer didn't bother to ask, so she followed him around in the street market.

"Hey, you haven't answered me when I asked you just now."

Shang Chengen hummed casually, but didn't intend to speak at all.

If it hadn't been for knowing that he couldn't beat him, Su Baoer would have jumped up and fought him desperately, snorted lightly, and said flatly, "Why are you always like this? It's like everyone owes you tens of thousands of taels of silver. Who is the face scaring?"

Shang Chengen was dressed in a silver and white robe and a dark green mandarin jacket. Although he had no other decorations, because of his tall and well-proportioned figure, he was unavoidably more heroic.

"Did you come out because Miss Qin came to the house? Why, are you afraid that she will fail?"

Shang Chengen frowned and glanced at him, Su Baoer didn't know it, and said again, "Ms. Qin's appearance is gentle and charming. I originally said that I would marry her as a wife in the future, but it's a pity..."

"What a pity?" Shang Chengen rarely answered.

Su Baoer didn't know what to think of, and her expression was gloomy, "It's a pity that she actually wants to marry Brother Shang, that's all, although I love her, I also know that I am not good enough for her, besides, in my heart..."

Su Baoer bit her lip, but did not say it after all.

Shang Chengen glanced at him and said calmly, "You are actually a passionate lover."

Su Bao'er lowered her head and said nothing, and took a long time to let out a long breath, "What about you, who did you like?"

Shang Chengen's expression moved slightly, and then all his expressions were covered in loneliness and coldness.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Baoer shrugged helplessly, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, you were talking to the same person in the room yesterday for more than an hour, who is it?"

"The deputy general of the governor of Sichuan Water Transport."

"Isn't there a war in Sichuan?"

Shang Chengen nodded, "Yes."

Su Baoer has no interest in these things, so she curled her lips, forgetting about it.

The two of them also randomly ordered a few small dishes for dinner in the restaurant, and settled down with a pot of sake. While they were eating, Su Baoer suddenly pointed downstairs, "Isn't that Miss Qin's sedan chair?"

Downstairs was a red woolen Xiaojiao with lightly swaying tassels. It was the sedan chair that Qin Simin took to enter the Shangfu in the morning.

"Let's go." Shang Chengen said lightly, got up and went downstairs.

"Hey, the food will be served." Su Baoer hurriedly stuffed a few mouthfuls of food into her mouth, and chased downstairs with her mouth wrapped.

On the way, Su Baoer was guessing some things, for example, Shang Chengen actually admired Qin Simin, and he didn't want her to be intimate with his elder brother in front of him, so whenever Qin Simin came to the Shang mansion, he would avoid him.

Shang Chengde and Shang Chengen lived in the East Wing Courtyard. Although there was a garden and two gazebos separating them, they could still be seen without looking up. Su Baoer would run across the garden to Shang Chengde to meet Lu Qing after finishing a set of punches every day. say.

Shang Chengde stayed behind closed doors these days, only when Miss Qin's family came to play in the mansion, Mrs. Shang came into his room to lobby for half a day, and he stepped out of the room.

Miss Qin's family is a quiet person, every time she comes to the Shang mansion, she will sit with Shang Chengde in the small garden, have a pot of tea, two plates of exquisite snacks, and chat with each other for half a day.

When Su Baoer was playing boxing and practicing sword, he could see the two people in the pavilion as soon as he turned his head. One was handsome and elegant, the other was delicate and exquisite. They were really a pair of jade and jade.It's just that the relationship between the two is unavoidably boring. Shang Chengde has always just held tea, except for a few words occasionally, just looking at the lake in a daze. Qin Simin lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye, and he didn't talk much, and he didn't even dare to look up at Shang Chengde When Shang Chengde poured tea for her, she blushed with shame.

Not to mention the servant girl below, even Su Baoer is anxious to see it.

Every time at this time, Shang Chengen always stood behind him under the eaves of the porch, looking at the people in the pavilion quietly.

Su Qingchi's illness has improved somewhat. Although his body is weak, he can barely get out of bed. Occasionally, when he feels better, he will go for a walk in the nearby market with Hua Jingzhao, or sit in a street snack shop and order two bowls of tofu flower Er, two plates of chestnut cakes, watching children kicking stone balls by the side of the road, little girls playing with red buns, or watching people walking and fighting birds.

The sycamore bird, the crossbill, as well as Lao Xi'er and Yan Qiao'er, each with a round head and a small beak, poked their heads and chirped, very happy.

They didn't know that there were so many sparrows in this alley.

"Little Bao'er told me that two days ago someone asked him his name and who was in his family."

Su Qingchi was looking at the children who were laughing and playing outside, with a smile on his face. Hearing this, he turned his head and took a sip of tea, "?"

Hua Jingzhao put a piece of glutinous rice dumpling on the plate in front of him, "Does Xiao Baoer have a birthmark on his right arm near his shoulder?"

"How do you know?"

"It wouldn't be surprising if I knew." Hua Jingzhao shook his fan and leaned forward, "It's just that that person asked Little Baoer like that... how did he know?"

Su Qingchi paused for a moment, then blew on the hot air from the tea again, and the drooping eyelids blocked the flowing look in his eyes, "Who is the other party?"

"Patriarch of the Fan family, Fan Qingji."