Rise From the Humble

After the banquet, Yan Shifan picked up the boss's wife and returned to Yan's Mansion. There was bound to be another lot of trouble.

I heard that Yan Shifan could be called the Guan Xi brother in ancient times. However, due to his limited skills, Yan Shifan wanted to count how many women he had played with, so he sent people from the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau to make a batch of white thick scarves about two feet tall. At that time, the white thick kerchief was spread on the bed. Each royal girl kept a piece of thick kerchief and threw the thick kerchief under the bed.

Moreover, Yan Shifan has a concubine who is responsible for counting the number of thick towels under the bed. It is said that in one year, the number of thick towels under the bed can be accumulated to more than 900, which means that Yan Shifan plays with three women on average every day.

But what Zhang Siwei said, and of course what others said, was that Yan Shifan's crime tools seemed to be quite small.

Ahem

By the way, I couldn't help but think of the poem "As long as you work hard enough, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle." It's so dirty. I didn't expect you to be like this Li Bai.

Zhu Ping'an said goodbye to everyone with a hint of drunkenness, and then took the pass note issued by Yan Shifan and headed all the way to the Linhuai Marquis Mansion. It's different when there are people in the court. With Yan Shifan's handwriting, the journey is smooth and no one dares to stop him.

It was also dark at this time. When we returned to Linhuaihou Mansion, everyone in Linhuaihou Mansion was asleep.

However, although everyone was asleep, the gifts to celebrate Zhu Pingan's promotion were also delivered to Zhu Pingan's guest room by the servant. When Zhu Pingan returned to the guest room, he saw the congratulatory gifts sent by people from all walks of life in the mansion. Zhu Pingan packed up the gifts and placed them in the corner of the room, preparing to leave them directly at the Hou Mansion when he left.

His relationship with Li Shu was inherently false, and there was no reason to accept congratulatory gifts from the Li family.

After briefly freshening up, he lay down on the bed and rested. A faint hint of alcohol filled him with drowsiness, and he soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Zhu Pingan got up extremely early. Countless stars outside were still embedded in the dark sky. Zhu Pingan had already washed and dressed.

"Giggles. Congratulations to my uncle for being promoted to a higher rank. The lady specially asked the chef to add more dishes for him." The little maid Baozi also came very early today, nearly an hour earlier than usual. She held the food box and pushed away Zhu Ping'an's. At the door, there was a man with a sweet smile on his face.

As the little maid Baozi said, she hugged the food box to her chest, like a kitten waiting for praise.

"Then thank your lady for me." Zhu Pingan couldn't help but smile when he saw this.

"Damn girl, what are you talking about? Who specifically asked the kitchen to add more vegetables? They just don't want the vegetables they bought to go to waste."

Li Shu's voice was very timely. Just as Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, Li Shu's lark-like voice came over. After entering the room, Li Shu glared at the little maid Baozi so hard that she almost turned into a little quail.

Li Shu's elegant Hanfu is exquisitely designed into a swan costume, which is very eye-catching. The effect of the swan's wings is outlined in pink and ink. Coupled with Li Shu's delicate face and fair complexion, it is simply beautiful.

Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but take a second look.

Seeing this, the joy in Li Shu's dark eyes flashed away, but her face was deliberately full of anger, and she gave Zhu Ping'an a hard look.

"Zhu Ping'an, you have become more courageous after being promoted. Look again, believe it or not, I had someone dig out your eyes." Li Shu snarled, her little tiger teeth exposed.

Sure enough, no matter how beautiful a person is, if he becomes more willful and willful, he will feel nothing at all.

Zhu Ping'an shook his head, and then suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a black mole on the tip of Li Shu's nose. No, he looked carefully and found that the black spot was not a mole, but it looked like ashes on the bottom of a pot.

When Zhu Ping'an was a child, he often helped his mother Chen make fires, and he was no longer familiar with the ashes at the bottom of the pot.

The tip of Li Shu's nose looked like ash from the bottom of a pot. This was a bit strange. How could there be ash from the bottom of a pot on the tip of the nose of a dignified young lady like Li Shu? It's normal if there is ashes from the pot bottom on the tip of Little Baozi's maid's nose. Although Little Baozi's maid is a personal maid, it's normal for her to go to the kitchen to help out occasionally. But, why is there ash from the bottom of the pot on the tip of Li Shu's nose?

"Ah, why are you still reading? Have you read all the sage's books into the dog's belly?"

Zhu Ping'an has been staring at Li Shu, and Li Shu, as the person involved, naturally knows this. I was secretly happy in my heart, but my face was pouting with a look of coquettishness.

"Do you think you are beautiful?" Zhu Ping'an looked at the black spots that swayed on the tip of Li Shu's nose when she was sulking, and couldn't help but asked with a soft smile.

"Hmph, what do you think?" Li Shujiao snorted and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"I think you look like a white lotus emerging from the mud." Zhu Pingan chuckled softly.

A white lotus emerging from the mud? After hearing this, Li Shu's mouth showed a hint of joy. After hearing Zhu Ping'an's words, Li Shu immediately recalled the sentence in Zhou Dunyi's "On Love of the Lotus" of the Song Dynasty, "I alone love the lotus that emerges from the mud but remains unstained. It is clear and clean but not demonic."

This fool is saying that I am born out of mud and untainted, holy and beautiful.

And "I love lotus alone." It means I just like lotus. This idiot also said that I look like a white lotus. Doesn't that mean "I just like you" and this idiot wants to confess to me?

Stop thinking about it, Li Shu. How could this idiot think so much? He must have overthought the confession. This idiot just casually said that I was holy and beautiful. He would not act like a nerd like that.

In just the blink of an eye, Li Shu had countless thoughts in her mind.

"You, hum, don't think that I can forgive you if you say nice things." Li Shu's pretty face turned slightly red and she said angrily.

"Well, you're thinking too much." Zhu Ping'an shook his head and smiled, "I mean you're pretty."

You idiot, go to hell! You actually called me stinky!

Hearing this, Li Shu could not wait to bite Zhu Ping'an into pieces! This bad guy came to bully me again. The white lotus coming out of the mud is smelly, and the lotus flower is beautiful. The combination of "white lotus growing out of the mud" makes it smelly and beautiful. Bad guy, this bad guy! Playing with yourself again!

"Zhu Ping'an" Li Shu was about to get angry.

"There is dust on the tip of your nose." Zhu Pingan said lightly when Li Shu's small universe was about to explode.

Zhu Pingan's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing Li Shu's anger.

"Grey?" Li Shu was startled, then quickly walked to the bronze mirror in Zhu Ping'an's room and looked at it.

"It's not ashes." Li Shu said, wiping the ashes on the tip of her nose in front of the mirror with her hand, and then said urgently with a slightly red face, "That was when I drew my eyebrows in the morning, and the ink pen accidentally fell on the tip of my nose. .”

Oh, so it’s like this. I asked why there was soot on the tip of Li Shu’s nose. It turned out that the eyebrow pencil accidentally fell on the tip of her nose while putting on makeup. Zhu Pingan nodded and agreed with Li Shu’s explanation.