Ink Burns

Chapter 51 (4000 words)
Shan Yue disappeared in a cloud of dust. Cheng Xingyu stood in the bushes for a long time before he slowly squatted down, cleaned up the burnt copper basin, and turned around slowly. After a while, he remembered something, frowned, looked at Shan Yue's leaving back, and tilted his head as if he was a little confused.

He inexplicably felt that Shanyue looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere.

He stood there in a daze for a while. A cold wind blew, the chill penetrated his shirt, and went straight into his sick body and broken heart. Cheng Xingyu rubbed his chest: Could it be that the disease had spread to his brain, causing his old eyes to become blurry? One of them was always holding a knife and shouting to kill, with a cold face like a coffin, ready to wipe out the roots at any time; the other only knew to stare with eyes wide open, like a salted fish, who could lie down but not sit, sit but not stand, and stand but not walk. How could these two completely different people be confused?
Maybe I took the wrong medicine yesterday, Cheng Xingyu thought to himself.

Shan Yue leads back to the Embroidery Tower, which is noisy and bustling. Wang Er Niang and Zhou Liniang are leaning against the wall, back to back and shoulder to shoulder, eavesdropping.

Shan Yue asked: "What's wrong?"

The two turned their heads and put their fingers to their lips in sync, making a hushing sound.

Shan Yue: While she was busy killing people outside, the two of them secretly established a tacit understanding.

The embroidery building was quiet, and the girls' bustling laughter contained a surge of malice.

"What do you want?" It was Cheng Xiaozhi from the east wing on the first floor. He leaned against the window frame and grabbed a handful of melon seeds that Wang Erniang didn't eat last time. "You exposed yourself in public and got involved with the young master for no apparent reason, thinking that you could rise to the top and become our madam! What was the result?"

Cheng Xiaozhi threw the melon seed shells at Lin Yueyue's head and said with a smile, "The second house got two pharmacies, He Yaoniang went to live with her aunt, and the one upstairs is even more amazing. She goes in and out of the outer hall and study at any time, and is always by the eldest young master's side. She is not a member of the room, but is more favored than the concubine."

Oh, the girl is pulling her hair.

Not good looking.

Shanyue turned around and prepared to go in to wash up. He turned back and went in to tell Miss Wang Er that they had to move to East Garden tomorrow and pick up Huang Zhi, but he heard a gentle voice coming from downstairs again.

"Yes, I heard that the eldest grandmother was so angry that she went back to her parents' home. Judging from the eldest young master's temper, he will probably coax her back for the sake of Old Taishan. When she comes back, sister, what do you think the eldest grandmother will do with Yueyue?"

The voice let out a chuckle, "A deflowered girl will either be sold to a brothel or hastily married to a servant or widower in the mansion. I remember that Jiang Menfang's wife has been dead for more than ten years. She just wants to find a young girl to warm her bed!"

The gentle voice is like a soft knife drawing silk. It looks like silk thread, but it can actually kill with one blow.

"If I were Sister Yueyue, I would jump into the lake tonight. The water is so clean~ Jiang Menfang's front teeth are all yellow. When he eats peaches in the summer, the tartar sticks to the peach flesh after he takes a bite. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really disgusting~"

The voice was coquettish: "Sister, why don't we go find a sharp knife for Sister Yueyue? It will be a good thing if she gets rid of it comfortably."

Shan Yue’s raised foot paused.

Miss Wang Er sneered: "Damn it, this girl is really evil, she instigated others to jump off the building."

Zhou Liniang said pitifully, "These past few days, Lin has been bullied by these two sisters. They said they had packed their bags a few days ago and were just waiting for the young master to come pick him up, but the young master hasn't shown up yet. Lin hasn't had a good meal in the past few days, and she's afraid that something bad will happen."

But the Cheng sisters still provoked her so much.

There is no life-and-death grudge between girls that would force someone to die with words.

Zhou Liniang shrank to Shanyue's side: Their Shanyue is still the best. When she was forced to die, she still wanted everyone to die together!

Shanyue raised his chin slightly, reached out to straighten his collar, turned around expressionlessly, and went downstairs.

The first floor has a narrow space, and in the middle of the building there is a jar of old porcelain lotus. After the beginning of autumn, it looks forward to the beginning of winter. The lotus flowers have withered, and the leaves have turned yellow. Only white water is left with floating green moss, which exudes a sense of desolation.

Shan Yue came downstairs, looking aggressive.

Cheng Xiaozhi was cracking melon seeds and was about to make a sarcastic remark when he saw Shanyue take a few steps and come in front of his sister Qiaozhi. She rolled up her sleeves, and without saying a word, pinched the back of Cheng Qiaozhi's neck with one hand, as if pinching a kitten, and lightly picked her up and dragged her towards the old lotus vat!

"You did--" Cheng Xiaozhi threw the melon seeds away before he could open his mouth.

He Shanyue lifted Cheng Qiaozhi's neck with an expressionless face and stuffed her entire head into the green moss water!

"Gurgle!" Cheng Qiaozhi struggled desperately, and his nasal cavity was instantly flooded with foul-smelling stagnant water!

I'm almost suffocating!
Cheng Qiaozhi spread his arms and wings, and slapped them on the tank!
Shanyue suddenly raised his hands upwards, and Cheng Qiaozhi was like a drowning dog, half-closed his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and inhaled air frantically!
Without waiting for everyone to react, Shanyue pushed Cheng Qiaozhi into the water again and lifted him up again, repeating this twice!

Cheng Xiaozhi rushed forward to help his sister, but was clamped by a pair of iron arms on the shoulders, and an annoying Sichuan accent with no distinction between level and unlevel tones came to his ears!

"Don't go, don't go - the jar is too small to fit two heads in it."

Miss Wang smiled and touched Cheng Xiaozhi's head: "You two big-headed sisters, your heads are so big, like a tadpole. Next time, Miss Wang will buy you a big jar. Big-headed sisters, let's share the blessing together. Let's wash our hair together."

Zhou Liniang timidly grabbed the corner of Cheng Xiaozhi's clothes with two fingers, thus joining the battle.

After three rounds, Cheng Qiaozhi was thrown to the ground by Shanyue, panting. Her hair was scattered and stuck to her cheeks. Green water mixed with moss dripped from the tips of her hair. She looked miserable and smelly. Cheng Qiaozhi went from being angry and furious to being afraid and surrendering. Gradually, she calmed down. Seeing the culprit with his arms folded across his chest, looking down at her with an expressionless face, she couldn't help but burst into tears: "You——"

Shan Yue slapped Cheng Qiaozhi on the head with a loud slap—"Pa!"

"you--"

"Snapped--"

"you--"

"Snapped--"

It forms a very rhythmic music.

Zhou Liniang: Although it’s a bit immoral to think this way, it’s still quite cheerful.

Cheng Qiaozhi finally shut up, leaving only a pair of resentful and scarlet eyes.

At this time, the embroidery building was surrounded by seven or eight maids and old women inside and outside.

Shanyue took out a small pair of cards from his lapel, held it upright in his hand, and showed it around.

Wherever his eyes fell, the maids and old women all shrank back.

"As the saying goes, when there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey will be the king. I am He Shanyue, a humble man, but I now hold the right card of the Cheng family's backyard. I am in charge of the side door, small sums of money, rewards and punishments."

Shan Yue threw the cards to Miss Wang Er: "The eldest young master gave it to me an hour ago. Some of the important stewards and old maids must have known about it. I am taking the trouble to say it again now to prevent someone from not knowing about it and bringing bad luck to me."

Zhou Liniang leaned over and handed Shanyue a plain silk handkerchief for him to wipe his hands.

Shanyue looked up, raised his eyebrows at him, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Zhou Liniang swore that if she had a tail, if she had a tail, she would wag it faster than a dog's tail grass!

Shanyue paused at the right time and wiped his hands slowly: "Miss Qiaozhi, unfortunately, the embroidery building is also under my jurisdiction. As long as the eldest lady doesn't come back, you have to beg for a living under my command. We are all poor creatures living under someone else's roof. Why do you have to encourage Lin Yueyue to seek death?"

Cheng Qiaozhi looked at the pair of cards with fear, and couldn't believe that He had gotten the Cheng family's pair of cards in such a short time! "I didn't!" Cheng Qiaozhi retorted reflexively: "It was my sister who first provoked me, and I was just joking with my sister. You just chose me as a soft persimmon to be squeezed because I am weak and delicate, while my sister is strong and healthy!"

Cheng Xiaozhi was still struggling, but now he was stunned.

As for which of the two sisters is the accomplice, it is not within the scope of judgement of Master Shanyue.

Master Shanyue Bingtian now just wants to kill a clever chicken to suppress Cheng Monkey.

"You are evil, and your sister is just stupid." Shan Yue said slowly: "Don't worry, I will beat you and not your sister."

Cheng Xiaozhi:?

Zhou Liniang suppressed a soft laugh.

"Aren't you afraid that I will sue you?" Cheng Qiaozhi burst into tears.

Shan Yue returned the plain silk handkerchief to Zhou Liniang: "If you are not afraid of being scolded by the young master, you can go and sue me." He raised his eyes: "I know that some people still don't know who I am, it doesn't matter, it's enough for the young master to know who I am."

He raised his voice: "Now, since I am the housekeeper, everyone should help me. Don't fall into my hands. Do your job honestly and behave yourself. You have to listen to me. If you don't listen to me, you are not listening to the eldest young master. If you don't listen to the eldest young master, there is no need for you to stay in the Cheng family anymore. If you are obedient and work hard, I will protect you!"

Everyone's eyes turned to Miss Wang Er.

Why are the cuffs of this old woman so golden?

What is she wearing?

Could it be a gold bracelet? !

Is this the benefit of following?
Shan Yue raised his voice again: "Did you hear that clearly?"

"Yes!"

The maids and old women who were watching the scene seemed to be energized and spoke in unison.

Shanyue clapped his hands, the crowd dispersed, Miss Wang let go, Cheng Xiaozhi glanced at He Shanyue fearfully, Cheng Qiaozhi lay weakly on the ground, wiping tears with one hand and pulling the corner of her clothes with the other. Shanyue glanced at Cheng Xiaozhi and said lightly: "Use your brain in everything, don't let all the brains grow on your sister's head, big-headed sisters."

After saying that, he left the Cheng sisters and walked into the inner room. He saw Lin Yueyue curled up in the corner, hugging her knees, trembling all over, with her head buried between her knees, her hair disheveled, and she was still wearing the plain linen mourning clothes she had worn that day.

The door closed, Shanyue squatted down, lifted Lin Yueyue's chin with one hand, and his eyes moved across her cheek inch by inch with ambiguous expressions.

It is very similar.

The mouth, nose and eyes are all two or three points similar.

When several two or three points are combined together, at first glance, they actually look about six or seven points similar.

Shan Yue tried hard to make his eyes calm.

The biggest difference between her and Cheng Xinghe, and between humans and animals, is that she pays for her own past.

Never project revenge and love onto innocent substitutes.

"Wait a minute." Shan Yue said softly, "Young Master has important things to do now. Let me tell you, wait a little while. At least five days, at most eight days, Young Master will feel relieved and will naturally think of you."

Lin Yueyue's eyes suddenly sparkled with an alluring light: "Are you serious?!"

Shan Yue nodded: "There's no need for me to lie to you."

Lin Yueyue sobbed and then broke into a smile. After a pause, she looked at Shanyue warily.

"They all say that you are the young master's new favorite," Lin Yueyue's eyes flickered.

Pamper, pamper you big-headed sisters.

Shan Yue slowly stood up, found a stool to sit on, and prepared to pour herself some water, but saw a layer of dust on the bottom of the cup: "Not all women want to be a man's new favorite - I am the manager, and I am the eldest young master's right-hand man, you don't need to be on guard against me - you have also cleared the way for the eldest young master's father, and when the eldest young master recovers, even if he cannot take a concubine during the mourning period, he will not let you curl up in this embroidery building and be criticized by others for no reason."

Shanyue spoke frankly, but Lin Yueyue was finally relieved, and after being relieved, she felt relieved of her grievances.

"I thought the young master didn't want me anymore," Lin Yueyue raised her head and cried, "The young master has always been very good to us girls from the embroidery building, but he has always been the best to me. It's not that he is gentle on the surface, but that he secretly buys me winter clothes, rouge and powder, and cakes, and accompanies me to drink tea and pick flowers. I am different! I am different! The young master treats me sincerely, so I dare to help him in public!"

All the grievances and depression of the past few days burst out the moment Shanyue's message was received!

Lin Yueyue made the right bet!

What she is betting on is that her true heart will be exchanged for true heart!

Shan Yue looked calm, but he was irritably brushing away the ashes at the bottom of the cup. After taking a deep breath, he held down the agitated Lin Yueyue and said, "Now that the eldest grandmother has returned to her parents' home, it can be considered an opportunity. Even though the eldest young master is thinking about you, I am out there making my living, and there are so many things to do day and night. How can I always remember you?"

Shan Yue paused and said, "If you trust me, you will do as I say."

Lin Yueyue was panting while crying, and she took a few breaths before she calmed down: "Do, what to do?"

Shanyue lifted the bangs covering Lin Yueyue's forehead with one hand, tucked the long bangs behind her ears, and temporarily hid the short ones in her hair. He pressed them in front of the bronze mirror, reached out and picked up a tube of indigo for drawing eyebrows, and with a few strokes, he turned Lin Yueyue's thin and long distant mountain indigo into thick, furry black eyebrows.

Lin Yueyue's face turned pale immediately: "I, I have a short forehead, which is not suitable for such wild eyebrows!"

Such eyebrows are so ugly!

It's like it has never been repaired at all!

Like a savage coming out of the deep mountains and forests!

How could she be as elegant and beautiful as Yuan Shan Dai!

Shanyue ignored him, put his hand on Lin Yueyue's shoulder, took out a single box of rouge made of mother-of-pearl lacquer, opened it and saw that it was a bright red.

Shanyue kneaded a bunch of white fine powder into it, thought for a moment and added a touch of goose yellow powder, and after mixing it several times, he made a light pink color.

Shanyue used her palm to apply a layer of tender pink rouge that seemed to be growing fine hairs, and carefully rubbed it under Lin Yueyue's eyes and cheeks, but not in the middle of her cheeks.

In the bronze mirror, Lin Yueyue, without bangs, has rough and arrogant black eyebrows and pink cheeks that are full of vitality due to the exquisite and well-matched food.

The two people went from being 60% or 70% similar to being 70% or 80% identical.

(End of this chapter)