Rebirth of a Star General

Noisily, I finally finished drawing my eyebrows.

He Yan grabbed Luo Zidai from his hand and said, "Alright, alright, you can go!"

Xiao Jue raised her eyebrows: "Don't you look in the mirror?"

"Just watch it together after I change it!" He Yan felt that her face would always be so hot when this person was sitting here, so it would be better to give it away. Pushing and shoving him out the door, when the door was opened, Cuijiao and Hong Qiao stood outside, startling her. He Yan asked, "Why are you here?"

Cuijiao was a little flustered: "The slaves and servants came over with snacks. Seeing that the young master is thrushing his eyebrows for the young lady, they did not dare to enter the door to disturb him."

He Yan: "..."

Xiao Jue did not feel uncomfortable at all, and only said: "You change slowly, I will go to Steward Lin."

The two maids followed He Yan into the house again, and Hong Qiao followed behind He Yan and said enviously, "Young master is so kind to the young lady."

He Yan: "What?"

"I even threw my eyebrows for the young lady in person." Xu Shi's fear of He Yan is a little less now, and the two little girls have become more courageous, Cui Jiao said: "When the slaves see those loving couples, they won't do it. so much."

Well, the illusion of this pair of immortals is now a reality. He Yan smiled and said, "Can you both wear makeup and comb your hair?"

It's a bit difficult for her, and it's not that she doesn't know how to tie women's buns, but she can only use the simplest kind. I am afraid that she is not worthy of the title of "rich businessman's wife".

"Slave maids know how to make up, they are pretty and skillful, and their hair looks the best." Cuijiao said, "What kind of hair do you want to wear today, Madam? Should you make up lighter or brighter?"

He Yan looked at a loss: "I'm going to the banquet, as long as I don't be rude at the banquet." She pointed to the box brought by Xiao Jue, "The clothes I'm going to wear today are all inside, you see. Just pick one for me."

Cuijiao walked to the box, picked up the "tears", and said in surprise, "What a beautiful material! Madam, is this a mermaid's clothes?"

He Yan: "... merpeople don't wear clothes." Why, is the word merpeople written on the clothes? Everyone can see it, but she can't.

He Yan said: "I won't wear this one today, you can pick another one for me." As for one hundred gold, at least it must be worn on the most important occasions to afford the price.

Anyway, the body is affected by the parents, and what a person looks like depends entirely on the parents. Dress up again. It's just... It's just that she hasn't been a woman for too long, and her always calm heart is a little uneasy.

Hope it's not too embarrassing.

...

In the next room, Lin Shuanghe was drinking tea while leaning on the slump.

Xiao Jue sat at the table and wiped the wanxiangqin. Lin Shuanghe looked at it, and remembered that He Yan had taught He Yan to play the piano before, and He Yan's poor piano skills came to him.

Xiao Jue is also an elegant person, and he does not fall for the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but how could a girl like Heyan play the piano with such an unpleasant sound? It would be fun if He Yan, who is "Wen Yuyan", was asked for advice when he went to Cui's house tonight.

But...with Xiao Jue around, it should turn bad luck into good luck.

"You look at me frequently." Second Young Master Xiao was very sharp, "Is something wrong?"

"No, no." Lin Shuanghe spread his fan, "Why are you so suspicious, I'm just thinking, how charming and charming my sister He is in women's clothes?"

Xiao Jue wiped the piano for a while, then slowly asked, "Are your eyes broken?"

"Don't you think so?"

"No."

Lin Shuanghe was not happy anymore, "You can question my medical skills, but you can't question my eyes on girls. I saw Sister He at first sight, she was absolutely beautiful. She was in Liangzhou Wei, and she was naturally dressed up. Her gray face cannot teach people to find out her identity. But those facial features, if they are dressed as women, they are absolutely amazing! Besides, you are hard-mouthed, don't you like her a lot?"

Xiao Jue sneered slightly: "Which eye do you see that I like her?"

"I can see it in both eyes. Xiao Huaijin, if you really hate her, why do you need to be a hero to save the beauty in the embroidery workshop today. I can't bear to see others bullying Sister He!" Lin Shuanghe sighed again and said: "But I don't blame you. I think Sister He is always a little weak when it comes to getting along with women. You can't see such obvious jealousy. Tonight we will be a guest at Cui's house. You know these big families are very talkative. Miscellaneous, if someone makes trouble because of this, you have to protect Sister He well."

"What's with me?"

"She's your wife now, Young Master Qiao. Besides, once someone in the Cui family embarrassed Sister He, it is likely to be caused by you. Your face can serve the United States and commit murder, and our sister He will be unlucky. Now. You know that this girl has no scheming in the world, so you are different, take care, ah, take care."

He rambled on and on.

I don't know how long it took, and the sky was getting dark. Lin Shuanghe drank all the tea, stretched out, sat up from the slump, and looked out the window: "It's been so long? Has my sister He changed?"

Xiao Jue had already polished the violin, and was leaning against the table dozing off. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and said lightly, "Go and call someone directly."

It's not early, the people waiting for Cui Yuezhi should come.

"Okay." Lin Shuanghe stood up, Chiwu and Fei Nu guarded outside the door, a few people looked at He Yan's room, Lin Shuanghe coughed lightly, and knocked on the door: "Young madam, how are you? "

There was a frantic voice inside, and Hong Qiao said anxiously: "Wait! Madam, you forgot to insert the hairpin!"

Then came Cuijiao's reminder: "Earrings! Don't wear earrings!"

The crackling sound was the sound of something falling, and the people outside the room were speechless for a while.

Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, Chiwu whispered to Fei Nu: "Have you ever seen a man put on fat and powder? It's scary to think about it."

Fei Nu: "...Be careful."

After a while, the chickens and dogs jumped, and the door opened with a creak. Cuijiao and Hongqiao wiped the sweat from their foreheads and said, "Okay."

The man behind the door came out.

The same face, from a teenager to a girl, turned out to be two different people.

This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, slender and slender, with a blue pear-colored crescent-shaped phoenix-tailed skirt tied around her waist, a cloud silk shirt of the same color, and her hair is combed in a deer bun, which is inserted diagonally. A jasper exquisite hairpin, with two strands of broken hair hanging down in front of the ear, the ear lining is even more delicate, with two white jade pendants lit, shaking tremblingly.

Her skin is very white, and she has a thin layer of powder, which is even more delicate and smooth, her eyes are too clear, she always has a little smile, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, her eyes are shining, and her lips are a little red and full. moving.

The girl is petite, beautiful and bright, but there is a hint of heroism between her eyebrows and eyes, which dilutes the charm a little bit. As a woman, she is a little immature, but as a young girl, she is fresh, lively and special, so that everyone can't help but look at her more.

The people outside the door were stunned and did not speak for a long time.

He Yan felt a little uneasy, put his hand to his lips and coughed, "That...isn't that suitable for me? I don't usually wipe these things..."

"It's beautiful!" Lin Shuanghe took the lead in applauding, "Young Madam, you are a celestial beauty with a little powder, just opened the door, I was still thinking about which fairy came down to earth, but I heard it as soon as you opened your mouth, it turned out to be you!"

He Yan: "..."

Lin Shuanghe's flattering skills were comparable to that of the clothes-selling guy in Xiuluofang, so he just closed his eyes and bragged about it. It doesn't matter if people hear it or not.

She looked at Xiao Jue, this brother should be more realistic, his words and Lin Shuanghe's words should be neutralized, which is probably the real situation. He Yan asked Xiao Jue, "How am I?"

Xiao Jue glanced at her lightly: "It's okay."

He Yan felt relieved and said, "Cui... Has the uncle's family arrived? If they do, let's go!"

"I'm already waiting downstairs." Chi Wu said: "The luggage has been loaded into the carriage. In Jiyang, the young master and the young lady both lived in Cui Mansion."

Qiao Huanqing and his wife Wen Yuyan had come to recognize their relatives. They had all arrived in Jiyang, so there was no reason to live in the inn.

Several people packed up the things in the house again, and got off the carriage together.

Two carriages were waiting downstairs, one was for Xiao Jue and He Yan, and the other was for the servants of the housekeeper. Cui Yuezhi looked pretty good to this nephew, and gave him very thoughtful instructions.

He Yan and Xiao Jue got into the carriage and sat opposite each other. Xiao Jue was fine, but He Yan felt a little uncomfortable. She pinched the corner of her clothes and adjusted her hair from time to time. Xiao Jue couldn't bear it any longer, her eyes fell on her, and she said, "Can you stop moving?"

"Oh." He Yan responded and stopped moving, but his mind was a little confused.

"Nervous?" he asked.

"All... young master," He Yan leaned over and said seriously, "I'll ask you a question."

"Say."

"Do I look like a woman? I won't show up in Cui Yue's house later, will I?"

He Yan squeezed tightly, perhaps after washing and bathing, and there was a faint fragrance that belonged to a girl. Those clear pupils stared straight at her, her face was also small, it seemed to be only the size of a slap, such a puzzled look, put on a teenager's dress, may be a little rough, on this dress, only Pretty cute left.

Xiao Jue raised her eyes and said calmly, "You pretend to be a man too much, and your brain is broken?" After a while, "You were originally a woman."

"I know that I was originally a woman." He Yan explained, "But I'm used to being a man in Liangzhou guards, and occasionally my behavior is smooth. If there is anything wrong, you must remind me, Governor."

"Don't worry," he pulled the corner of his mouth. "No one will recognize this face as a man."

He Yan said, "Then didn't you find out that I was a woman in Liangzhou before?"

Xiao Jue ignored her.

After a while, He Yan reacted, looked at him and said, "What did you mean just now, do you mean that I don't look like a man at all, I look very feminine and very beautiful?"

Xiao Jue sneered: "Women wouldn't ask such outrageous questions."

"Then am I a woman?"

"no."

...

The carriage traveled for about three sticks of incense sticks and stopped. The coachman from Cui Mansion said outside, "Young Master Qiao, Madam Qiao, here we are."

Cuijiao and Hong Qiao got off the carriage first and helped He Yan out. As a young grandmother, the natural person must be served by people before and after.

He Yan stood in front of the Cui Mansion and looked at it.

The houses in Jiyang are different from those in Shuojing in the north. The houses in Shuojing mostly use vermilion lacquer doors, which look grand and solemn. Due to the fact that Jiyang is close to the water, the houses are mostly black and white, simple and elegant, and there is a picture of the water god in front of the door, which is quite interesting.

The servants here are also wearing gauze clothes, cool and light, and an old servant with gray hair and a robe of Zhu color came up to greet him, and said with a smile: "This is Mr. Qiao, this should be Mrs. Qiao. Old slave It's Zhong Fu, the housekeeper of Cui's house. The lord entered the palace today, and the princess will be staying for dinner. I'm afraid she won't be back until late at night. The old slave was ordered by the lord to settle down the first lady, and the lady will rest well tonight, and wait for the banquet tomorrow. , treat you well."

Not even there? He Yan was a little surprised, and then heaved a sigh of relief. It's better if he's not here, first get familiar with the way of the Cui Mansion, and then a good soldier will come to block the water and cover it with soil. Moreover, she is not used to getting along with Xiao Jue as a "husband and wife", and it is a good thing to spend an extra night to get used to it.

When even smiled: "Yes."

The old housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief. When Cui Yuezhi wanted to welcome this nephew back, he even went to inquire about the temperament and habits of Qiao Huanqing and Wen Yuyan. After all, they hadn't seen each other for many years. I only remember that Qiao Huanqing is a son who is indulging in enjoyment, and his newly married wife is even more arrogant and domineering. Looking at it today, he feels that the rumors are untrue.

"Old slave, take Mrs. Young Master to the room first." Zhong Fu's eyes fell on Lin Shuanghe: "This Young Master..." He thought it was Qiao Huanqing's friend or brother, thinking about what room to arrange for him.

Lin Shuanghe smiled slightly: "It's a coincidence, you and I are colleagues, my surname is Lin, and I am Qiao's housekeeper."

Zhong Fu: "..."

"Don't be discouraged," Lin Shuanghe said with relief: "Although the Central Plains are outstanding, I belong to the kind that looks very good. Not all housekeepers can be born with my appearance."

Zhong Fu smiled awkwardly.

There were two rooms in total, not far from each other, one lived by Lin Shuanghe, Chiwu, and Fei Nu, and the other lived by He Yan, Xiao Jue, and two maids. The two rooms are in the same courtyard, and each room is large, divided into an inner room and an outer room. The maids sleep on the side behind the screen of the outer room. The inner room has a study, a tea room and a bedroom.

He Yan has lived in Liangzhouwei for a long time, but even Xiao Jue's house in Liangzhouwei is far worse than here. After all, it is Cui Zhongqi's home, and the pomp is really not small.

Zhong Fu asked his servants to take Lin Shuanghe and the others to the next house, and brought Xiao Jue to the main house himself, and asked respectfully, "Young Master, do you think the house is okay?"

Xiao Jue raised his eyes: "It's okay."

This is not bad, He Yan thought to himself, Xiao Jue, the rich son of a rich family, is really good at acting, but maybe it's not pretentious. After all, the second son of Xiao was really particular back then. After seeing good things, look at these again. , naturally unremarkable.

Zhong Fu couldn't hide his surprise in his heart. His own adults hoped that this nephew would return home and stay in Jiyang in the future, but he knew that Qiao Huanqing now has a million fortune at home, and he was afraid that he would not look down on Jiyang. The house was repaired half a month in advance, and a lot of treasures and antiques were moved in, in order to make Qiao Huanqing's eyes shine, thinking that the Cui family was no worse than the Qiao family.

But right now, it seems that the young master didn't take this thing into his eyes?

He continued without giving up: "There is ambergris in the incense burner, if the son likes it..."

"Go down first," Xiao Jue said calmly, "I'll make some food and bring it here. My wife may be hungry and needs to wash up and eat. I'll call you if I have anything."

He Yan was shocked by the word "Mrs.", but after hearing him say that, he really felt hungry. After all, he didn't eat much today.

Seeing this, Zhong Fu hurriedly retreated and silently wrote down in his heart that Young Master Qiao was arrogant and particular, not easy to please, but he was very considerate to his wife. If he wanted them to stay, he could start with his wife.

Zhong Fu left, and He Yan asked Cuijiao and Hong Qiao to fetch some water. She had already bathed when she was changing clothes at the inn today, but Xiao Jue had not.

"Master, go take a bath first, and let's eat together when the food is served." He Yan lay on the slump, rubbed his shoulders and said, "I'm exhausted after sitting in the carriage all day."

Seeing her like this, Xiao Jue twitched the corners of her mouth: "Mrs. Qiao, there is a seated position."

He Yan immediately sat up straight.

He went to take a shower behind the screen of the tea room in the back room.

Cuijiao and Hongqiao were kicked out, and the two little girls looked at He Yan at a loss: "Young master won't let us serve you."

Xiao Jue, like He Yan, really doesn't like being around others when he showers and changes clothes, so He Yan waved his hand and said, "It's alright, he's shy, I'll just go. You guys are hungry too, fly. The slaves are right next door, you go to them to eat, and after you finish eating, go to the outhouse and rest for a while."

"But..." Hong Qiao said hesitantly, "Don't Madam need us to serve you?"

He Yan waved his hand: "No need, our husband and wife like to do things for each other, you can go play."

After all, they were still two little girls. After hearing He Yan's words, they were all happy. They thanked He Yan with a blushing face, and then happily went to find Fei Nu and the others. There were only two people left in the house in an instant.

He Yan stood up from the collapse and walked around in the back room to have a look. I only looked at the outer room just now, and swept the inner room in a hurry. Now that I look closely, I realize that the layout here is quite elaborate.

There are red warbler songs on the cabinet, fragrant flowers and branches, the four treasures of the study are prepared in front of the table, there is a chessboard in front of the desk, travel notebooks are piled on the shelf, and there is a small pond under the tree by the window, in which a few colorful fish swim leisurely. . At this moment, the sun is setting, and looking out from the window, it is really elegant and boundless. Jiyang's folk customs are enthusiastic and unrestrained, and the decoration is also the same. Such repairs must be specially made for Qiao Huanqing.

He Yan sighed in his heart, Cui Yuezhi was really sincere towards this nephew, but unfortunately the real Qiao Huanqing was a coward and didn't particularly want to see this uncle.

She closed the window and turned back to light the lamp in the oil lamp. The lamp base is in the shape of a mandarin duck playing in the water, and there is a beautiful lantern in front of the small table, which illuminates the room so brightly.

I heard that Qiao Huanqing and Wen Yuyan have been married for less than three months. They are considered newly married Yan Er. Cui Yuezhi has a heart, and even the bed is carefully arranged, the red gauze tent is warm, and the silk red quilt is embroidered with a picture of a hundred sons and a thousand grandchildren. Even the candles are red, and there are dried longan fruits in the fruit bowl on one side.

He Yan looked at it, and felt that this bedroom was furnished very much like a new house. If she went to look for a red-faced hijab to cover her head at this moment, and then find a few people who join in the fun to shout a few words, it would be the day of marriage.

Are she and Xiao Jue going to sleep in a place like this tonight? I hadn't thought about this level before, but when I think about it now, I feel uncomfortable all over.

The light slowly climbed up the wall, and He Yan saw that there seemed to be some pattern on the wall by the head of the bed. This place is close to the water, and the murals often have pictures of Jiyang people offering sacrifices to the water god, which is very lively and interesting. He Yan also thought that the painting was like this, so he kicked off his shoes, picked up the beautiful lantern and climbed to the head of the bed, holding the lantern carefully. look.

After Xiao Jue took a bath, he put on his underwear, put on his middle clothes, and walked out. As soon as Fang came out, what he saw was He Yan holding a lantern and looking carefully at the... murals on the wall? It was like studying a treasure map, with a serious face.

He paused for a moment, stared at her for a while, saw that He Yan didn't respond, looked engrossed, didn't notice his arrival, was silent for a while, then walked over, walked to He Yan's side, bent over and followed her look over.

He Yan was in a trance, when he suddenly heard a calm voice behind him: "What are you looking at?"

"Cough-cough-" She was startled and almost choked to death on her own saliva. At the same time, Xiao Jue also saw clearly what was painted on the wall.

Candid little people...all kinds of weird poses.

His face suddenly turned cold, and he said angrily, "He... Yuyan!"

"I'm here!" He Yan was startled.

"What are you looking at!"

This was originally a question, but He Yan heard it as a question, thinking that Xiao Jue didn't know what it was, Nuonuo replied: "Chun, Chuntu, haven't you seen it?"

Xiao Jue's face was ugly, and he was about to get angry: "I'm not asking you!"

Since He Yan's rebirth, he has been with Xiao Jue for so long, and it's not that he has never seen him angry, but when he is angry, he is also cold and indifferent.

But why is he so angry? Is it because I didn't call him when I saw it?

"I...you were bathing in it, and I also saw it by accident. If you want to see it first, just watch it first...don't be angry...this painting is not very good...the style is too thick, the characters are too ugly, if you I like it, it's much more beautiful than this line..." He Yan replied, "I'll find it for you."

Xiao Jue was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, and sneered: "Really? Have you seen a lot?"

"Yes, not a lot." He Yan said, "Maybe... more than you?"

When he was "He Rufei" in the previous life, many brothers in the tent secretly hid this treasure map, and when they were bored at night, they would take it out to share with everyone, and He Yan was forced to watch a lot. It's only been a few years from the shame and anger at the beginning, to the numbness later, to the last comment with people who can't change his face.

Is she quite proud of such unsightly words? If he really didn't know whether to live or die, Xiao Jue sneered in his heart, and suddenly threw her against the wall, with one hand on her side, and the man's body was covered with the familiar fragrance of Yuelin.

His eyes were as sharp as electricity, but there was a slight frivolity at the end of his eyes and brows, his voice was hoarse and low, and his dark pupils stared straight at her, and said softly: "Then do you want to try? "