Chang’an’s First Beauty

Fifteen years of Yuanqing, the fourth day of October.

There are still six days to go before the Shen family repays the debt.

The winter solstice is coming, but suddenly there was a heavy snowfall, and I looked around. The whole Chang'an city was wrapped in silver, the fog was thick, and the originally lively streets and streets seemed to suddenly change their temper and became extremely deserted.

At three o'clock in the morning, the thick clouds and fog hadn't been dispelled by the morning light, and I saw a carriage stepping on the sound of rushing to the Tongyifang.

Half an hour later, he stopped in front of a mansion.

Shen Zhenti got off the carriage and hurried to the door of Suningbo Mansion.

She condensed her closed Zhu Men in a daze, hesitated again and again, and finally raised her hand to knock on the door.

Three times, there was no response.

Shen Zhen's fine white arm froze and laughed at herself.

After eating half a month of closed-door soup, Rao is Shen Zhen, a delicate flower that has never been squeezed by others, and finally understands why the wall is pushed by the crowd and the tree is fallen.

Early last month.

Yunyang Hou Shen Wenqi took up the post of Shangshu in the Ministry of Industry for just three years, and it was about to be promoted to the province under the gate, but the newly built Chengxi Ditch collapsed.There was a breach in the canal, which led to obstruction of the transportation, flooding, countless deaths and injuries, and the people complained.

In order to quell the matter, the saint took the entire Ministry of Industry in one fell swoop.

Yunyang Hou is in an important position, even if the work of the ditch is not from his hand, he is also responsible for a crime of malfeasance.

According to the laws of the Jin Dynasty, he was not only to be dismissed from his post, but also sentenced to another two years in prison.

As soon as such news came out, those relatives who had wished to go to the door every day in the past have now seen the Shen family, and they are all avoiding it, fearing that they will be involved for no reason.

The so-called sharing of suffering and suffering is nothing more than true.

As time passed by, people on the street gradually increased, seeing Suningbo has been closed behind the door, and a few passing women could not help looking at Shen Zhen with sympathy.

"To say that these three girls are also pitiful, the birth mother died of illness, and her father went to prison. Now he has such a large debt on his shoulder. It is really a leak of the house.

Another person sighed: "No, the monthly interest rate of Jin's Qian Yinpu is really scary. If you continue to be so profitable, I'm afraid I can't turn over in my life."

"Want to turn over? Jin's going to ask for money in six days! It's good not to sell!"

The former first beauty of Chang'an will soon become a delicate flower that everyone can pick.

The murmurs behind him continued, and Qingxi on the side couldn't hear anymore. She glanced at her girl's stiff back, and the whole heart seemed to have been torn.

Why did the three girls from Yunyang Houfu have suffered such grievances?

Qingxi turned his head and glared at everyone, just about to speak, and Shen Zhen pulled his arm, "Qingxi, we are here to ask for help."

Shen Zhen spoke, and Qingxi could only turn around.

She put up with it, and then let her tone calm down, "Today's many people talk, the girl's body has always been cold, if not, let's come again in another day?"

Come again in another day?

Shen Zhen lowered her eyes and couldn't help asking herself: Can the bull ghosts and snakes who went to the Shen family to collect debts still allow her to come to another day?

She reached over her cloak, and said in a very light voice: "Wait and wait."

When the people on the street were clean, the aunt would meet her naturally.

This waited until the sun headed westward.

The red light gradually stained the floating clouds, and those who looked at the lively people were eventually bored and gradually dispersed.

At this moment, the tightly closed door opened slowly, and Grandma Liu leaned out of her body and said to Shen Zhen familiarly: "Three girls come in quickly."

Closing the door, Grandma Liu hurriedly said: "Mrs. Madam has suffered from the cold recently, and she is not very refreshed. She is drowsy all day long. No matter who is coming, she is a closed door to thank you. At this time, she just woke up."

Shen Zhen heard the meaning of the round in the speech, did not break through, and just followed the words: "When was the aunt sick, but serious?"

Grandma Liu sighed Shen Zhen inwards, and sighed: "Madam heard that Grandpa received 60 boards in the prison, but even if he cried out, he couldn't afford to be sick."

As soon as the words came out, Shen Zhen's hands in his sleeves shook uncontrollably, and the only blood on his face faded gradually.

Completely panicked.

——

They had just crossed the veranda and happened to hit a blushing heart in front of the small cross courtyard.

A man and a woman, under the blue sky and white day, entangled, if the woman's "Uncle" screamed one by one, Shen Zhen would not dare to believe that the man was a courteous uncle on weekdays.

After hearing the footsteps, Suningbo turned back.

His shirt was slightly uneven, and there were two prominent red marks on his neck.

Looking around, the whole body is romantic.

Shen Zhen hurriedly bowed her head and saluted her.

Suningbo took a step forward and looked at Shen Zhen from top to bottom. In a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Three girls, is this your aunt?"

Shen Zhen nodded and responded in a proper manner.

Suning Bo looked at the sixteen-year-old girl's voluptuous figure, and her skin as bright as jade... for a time, she narrowed her eyes.

This child has grown up.

It would be impossible to refuse King Teng this time to present such a wonderful person as a gift.

After all, what's more interesting than hiding the daughter of a dying rival underneath and wantonly cutting down?

Suning Bo laughed: "You don't have to be rude, go in quickly."

Affected by the scene of Fang Cai, Shen Zhen couldn't help walking to the main yard after she had completed the ceremony.

Walking fast, the undergarment on her body changed shape with the pace, and outlined that delicate and charming figure.

Suning Bo turned his head to admire the uneven contours, and smiled, he said: In the end it is the wealthy flowers of Chang'an, it really is not comparable to those of the rouge and vulgar powder in Pingkangfang.

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The candlelight was swaying in the house, filled with an indescribable fragrance of medicine. Shen Zhen lifted the curtain, and at a glance she saw Shen Lan, the most intimate aunt to herself in the past.

Shen Lan lay on her side on the couch, looking pale, and when Shen Zhen walked in, she quickly sat up and said, "Zhen'er, come in quickly."

Shen Zhen stepped forward and yelled, "Auntie." Her voice was sweet and sweet, and she was pitiful.

Shen Lan patted her side and motioned for her to sit down. After facing her eyes, she couldn't help but lift up the veil and covered her mouth, sobbing: "Half a month ago, my aunt went to Dali Temple."

Shen Zhen's eyes suddenly widened and he was busy; "Are you seeing your father?"

Shen Lan shook her head, "I heard that your father was gaunted inside, and I wanted to send some money in. But the current Dali Temple Secretary Zhou Shu'an is the emperor's son, but the oil and salt don't enter. Uncollected."

Shen Zhen's hand on the knee could not help but secretly force, could not help trembling: "That father's injury..."

Shen Lan looked at Shen Zhen with pity, and slowly said: "The sky is cold and it's cold again..." She sighed again, "It's probably tough."

When the words fell, Shen Zhen's crystal clear eyes flashed irresistibly.

But the tears of the beauty are especially irritating.

Speaking of Shen Zhen's beauty, Chang'an, but anyone who has seen her, will probably use the word Allure to describe it.

Her appearance is neither ostentatious nor arrogant, just like a heavy fog in the Jiangnan water village, the fog is coming, hazy and soft, so that everyone can't help but fall into it.

As long as she smiles, I am afraid that most men in this world will fall for her and fall for her.

Or as at this moment, the beauty is in tears and is delicate and delicate, and even a resolute man will grow a tender intestine and feel compassionate.

Shen Lan looked at her hibiscus-like face with clear water and couldn't help but sigh: Who can escape this color?

She took Shen Zhen into her arms and patted her on the back lightly, "Okay, okay, don't cry red eyes, today you come to me, then my aunt, I always want to give you Come up with some ideas."

Shen Lan first wiped Shen Zhen's tears with her thumb, and then recalled the old days. She said, she also had red eyes. "Jane, the Shen family lost power, and her aunt's life in Bofu was like a thin ice. If I want to help you again, I am afraid that I am also powerless... But fortunately, there is still someone in this world who can help you."

Shen Zhen's eyes were clear and she said softly, "Auntie, but no matter what."

Shen Lan couldn’t bear to look into her eyes, but when she remembered Suningbo’s warning to her, she could only say cruelly: “On the tenth day of this month, King Teng is going to hold a Cuju competition, when the aunt will take you over, As long as you go to ask him, your aunt will assure you that he will protect you in the future and will never make you suffer again."

Go for King Teng.

After Shen Zhen understood the secret, he felt that blood was flowing all over her chest.

Teng Wang was more than 40 years old, his wives and concubines were in groups, and he was cruel and fierce.

Shen Lan looked at her slightly trembling fingertips, as if hearing what she thought.

She took Shen Zhen's hand and whispered: "Zhen'er, as long as you can bear it, go down, your father, and the debt owed by Shen's family, someone will help you solve it, but if it's the opposite , What are you paying for a full debt of 8,000 yuan? Is it really going to be sold as a girl?"

The sky turned slightly dark, and the cold wind blew on the doors and windows of the inner room, making a strong and weak knocking sound.

Just like Shen Zhen's heartbeat at this time.

Why did the aunt mention King Teng? She thought about it carefully. Now that the big tree of the Shen family has fallen, the situation of Suningbo Mansion is already very embarrassing. They are anxious to turn to a more powerful person to stabilize the uncle. The reputation of the house.

There is no shortage of financial power like King Teng, and the emperor's favor is naturally the best choice.

It turned out that she was nothing but the sincerity of King Bajieten of Suningbo.

Before today, she thought that as long as her aunt remembered old feelings, she would help one or two no matter what, but it turned out that the elder sister told her to be right.

I can't believe a word of anyone else.

Shen Lan saw that she had not responded for a long time, and knew that it was easy to make a mistake, but she said softly: "You don't have to answer me now. If you don't think about it, go back and think about it..."

Before finishing these words, Shen Zhen straightened up.

She avoided her aunt's eyes full of concern, saying one by one: "What the aunt just said, Zhen'er should never have heard it."

"Today's niece is uninvited. It's a lot of harassment, and I hope my aunt will forgive me." After all, Shen Zhen turned and left.

Grandma Liu was about to step forward to stop people, and Shen Lan handed out a "let her go" look.

The door closed with a "squeak", and Grandma Liu couldn't help but say in earnest: "The old slave feels that the three girls are used to their respects, and according to her temperament, even if they enter the Teng Palace, they may not be used by their wives in the future."

Shen Lan raised her hand and rubbed her temples, disdainful, "You are all those who hold pipa singing songs in Pingkangfang, are naturally like to please men? After all, they are not forced, they are forced to share, naturally You will know that dying and struggling is most useless."

After all, Shen Lan turned her head and sighed out of the window.

If it weren't for her that she had nowhere to go, who would be willing to fall into a position that even her mother's family calculatedAlthough Shen Zhen is not her sister-in-law's niece, she is the Shen family.

Thinking of this, Shen Lan couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Xie Cheng, a villain, is insidious and hypocritical, and turning his face is ruthless. Since this month, he has not only emptied his right to feed, but also handed over to his beloved Aunt Sheng, but also gave her only son Xie Peng, All went to the old lady's house.

There is nothing wrong with a married woman, but it is nonsense.

If Shen Zhen could not win the heart of Teng Wang and help him to rise in the ritual, then the life of her and Peng Geer would be more difficult.

I hope her niece should not be stubborn, otherwise she can't blame her.

Shen Lanying first counted the time, and the people of Jin's Qian Yinpu should go home and ask for debts again.