Begging in late Ming Dynasty

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Driving a luxury car to pick up a beautiful woman, in the later generations, playing with a car shock or something, was once Song Qingshu's dream life, but today it is a reality, but unfortunately, no matter what, Song Qingshu can't feel ambiguous, let alone shock.

"What is this stuff?"

There was a box of explosives under her buttocks, holding her own revolver, flicking it up and down curiously, seeing the girl pointed the muzzle of the gun at her little head, with her finger still on the trigger, Song Qingshu hurriedly reached out and snatched it away.

"Don't touch it!"

"Don't mess around, you bastard, cheapskate!"

Withdrew her hand abruptly, the girl seemed to have been wronged so much, she said angrily, Song Qingshu wanted to vomit bitterness when she heard it, "Eldest sister, we don't know each other well, you're so careless, don't be afraid of people saying three things" Dao Si?

Fortunately, it was just a small episode. Immediately, the girl became interested in Song Qingshu's carriage again, patted left, looked right, and murmured in amazement: "I don't know which profiteer came up with such a wonderful trick, but actually Not bumpy at all!"

Two days ago, Song Qingshu was still muttering that this girl didn't look like a lady from a wealthy family, but today she played out the pomp, with three carriages following behind, seven or eight maids, and a dozen or so warriors, although those In Song Qingshu's eyes, warriors are just foreign candles and golden gun heads, which are not useful, but this kind of ostentation can be called to mobilize the army casually. Speaking of her family, it is estimated that in Luoyang City, it must be the same. top notch.

Listening, Song Qingshu couldn't help asking curiously: "Since you like it, just buy one yourself. As you are, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"If it wasn't for my father's disapproval and what he said was against the etiquette, I would have bought a car for fun." Speaking of this, the girl pouted angrily again.

Hearing this answer, Song Qingshu became even more confused. There is basically no such thing as a chivalrous and tomboy eldest lady in TV dramas these days. Since she is bound by etiquette, it is estimated that this girl is also from a scholarly family, and there are high-ranking officials in her family. Only in this way can the influence be considered, otherwise, ordinary wealthy households or lower-level bureaucrats would not pay attention to these at all.

However, what kind of family cultivated such a superb product?Seeing this girl's shapeless feet resting on the seat, lying comfortably on the opposite side of her, with her explosive box as her pillow, the corners of Song Qingshu's mouth couldn't help twitching again.

The city of Luoyang is not that big these days, only one-fortieth of what it was in the Sui and Tang dynasties, equivalent to only half a district of Luoyang City in the later generations. With this unruly young lady, it took about 20 minutes to reach the place, this place I am familiar with it, the clothing store of my Jiaduobao shop!
He was still thinking about installing a bomb at the entrance of Fuwang's Mansion, but he forgot to bring a special gunpowderer this time, and he was the only one who could do this job by virtue of his status. He opened the car door for this girl very gentlemanly, and Song Qingshu opened his mouth to say goodbye. Who knew that this girl casually carried it with her, or threw the limited edition bag produced by her own workshop at herself.

He really regarded him as a handsome beggar for carrying a bag!
Seeing this girl strolling leisurely into the shop, Song Qingshu followed up helplessly with her bag in her hands, but she snatched the little girl with double ponytails as a business, and the angry little girl was always staring at her. he.

There are really few entertainment items available these days. Later Song Qingshu is bored to sing KTV or surf the Internet. Now there is no electricity. Men can still go to brothels to have fun, but women really have nothing to do. Not to mention going out for shopping, many women are not even allowed to go out the door!

Nowadays, Jiaduobao's ready-to-wear shop fills up the leisure space of women. There is Li Gu'er, an energetic designer who renovates clothes every day. When Song Qingshu entered the store, there were actually a dozen ladies who looked like young ladies. Wandering around inside.

However, what made Song Qingshu uncomfortable was that after these women glanced at him and the little pepper in a strange way, they all quit. In the huge clothing store, there were only two female shopkeepers in their 50s, and himself. And this little chili too.

How much money is lost?
In Song Qingshu's remorse, he suddenly understood why the dozen or so ladies had to leave. Where did this little pepper come to go shopping? Two snow fox fur coats, twenty or so long skirts newly designed by Li Gu'er, this girl didn't even bat an eye, tore them off and tried them on before wrapping them up. She almost swept away all the high-end clothes in the shop. one-half.

However, before Song Qingshu was happy to the end, the girl naturally pushed herself forward when she went out.

"He pays the bill!"

"Why, just finished belittling Miss Ben, and you won't even buy me anything?" Seeing that Song Qingshu was going to shrink back, the girl's big eyes stared fiercely again, causing Song Qingshu to droop his head sadly. , Take out the money!
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For the first time, Song Qingshu scolded himself for being a black man. Such a pack of more than 20 pieces of clothes cost more than 200 taels, which is equivalent to 80 million grandpa Mao in later generations. He came to the city this time to give King Fu a hard time. Yes, turning the court's attention to Luoyang, it was very embarrassing where to bring so much money, under the contemptuous eyes of the two female bosses, Song Qingshu sadly called their shopkeepers, and had a good meal about their identities. It's really embarrassing for him to settle the money, and his majestic boss almost couldn't walk out of his shop.

What's even more exasperating is that when a sad reminder returned to his four-wheeled carriage, the little pepper hadn't left yet, sitting comfortably in his seat as it should be, throwing the things he just bought to him without even looking at them. After following the servant girl, seeing the girl wink at him slyly, Song Qingshu finally figured out that the shopping was fake, and this girl just wanted to make a fool of herself!
Although the roots of the teeth were itchy with anger, Song Qingshu had no choice but to bear it. This woman didn't know which family she was from, she must be a dignitary in Luoyang. It will definitely arouse doubts about Jiaduobao's company, so it's better to accompany her today to make this little pepper completely happy, so that she won't worry about herself anymore, and she will feel more at ease when she runs away.

Sure enough, as Song Qingshu expected, under the guidance of Xiaojiao, he went around Luoyang City and turned to the bank of Luohe River. There were already a lot of guys who looked like literati waiting there. The little fat man was also waiting in the front row, watching Xiaojiao get off the car, this brother already laughed outrageously.

"Jiaomei, you are late today, and you will be punished with three drinks later!"

"Hmph, today I brought a shield, don't say three cups, thirty cups doesn't matter!" He jumped out of the car indifferently, Xiaojiao said casually, Song Qingshu almost didn't want to get out of the car after listening up.

Sure enough, it was a typical gathering of the rich second generation. More than half of the dozen or so literati were wearing knitting embroidery produced by their own company. In the restaurant, a large table was set up by the Luo River.

At this time, it was time to rank seniority. Seeing that Song Qingshu followed Xiaojiao, the leading scholar, a 23-year-old son, warmly hugged Song Qingshu.

"This brother is very handsome. I don't know where he got a job. Who is the family member? Maybe someone knows him."

"Oh? I don't dare to be tall. I'm just a small businessman. My father is just a commoner. It's not worth mentioning." Song Qingshu quickly waved his hand and said modestly. Zizi's face was full of contempt all of a sudden, and he didn't even talk to Song Qingshu, and a group of people started drinking and composing poems on their own.

"This man is the second son of Lu Weiqi, the former Shangshu of the Nanjing Ministry of War. He is the young master of the Luo Yihui. Don't look at his suave appearance, he is an idiot!"

I don't know if it's because of the psychological shadow Song Qingshu said about cleaning the toilet in Luoshui, but this little pepper hides far away, holding a wine glass to join in the fun with her chubby brother, and actually slipping away with a wine glass Seeing Song Qingshu who was hiding behind drinking and eating vegetables to hide leisurely, he hummed with some disdain.

Minister of the Ministry of War in Nanjing!This title caused Song Qingshu to raise his head and take a few more glances. His plan was to set the other section of the ticket number in Nanzhili. This person can come and go, even if he is just a former Minister of the Ministry of War, he is still from Nanjing. , but the officialdom is intricate, and Nanjing is dominated by the Donglin Party. If there is an acquaintance to guide the way, things will be much smoother.

but!

Seeing the back of his head exposed by this guy, Song Qingshu felt that he was thinking too much.

"Hey, what on earth are you doing?"

The three glasses of wine that came in just now, Xiaojiali actually drank it by himself. Women these days are not like Song Qingshu's era, drinking like drinking tap water, and drinking a few cups. At this time, Xiaojiali felt a little drunk. A small face was flushed, and she turned her head to look at herself, a hot air with the fragrance of perfume rushed down her nostrils, making Song Qingshu feel itchy.

"Didn't you say it all? I'm just a traveling businessman, running around, just eating and drinking. I can't compare to you famous young ladies and young masters!"

This time he came here just to lose face, Song Qingshu didn't mind burying himself as much as possible, who knew that this little pepper showed envious and fascinated eyes.

"The outside world must be exciting and interesting, right?"

"Hehe, it's hard to say, with money in your pocket, full food and clothing, it's fun to stay anywhere, poor jingle, not enough to eat every day, even if you walk casually, how far can you go?"

In this era, Song Qingshu was really poor, and he also lived a life of starvation. He thought that those who starved to death outside the city were all thanks to the Lord Fu in Luoyang City. Song Qingshu couldn't help but sneer sarcastically. She glanced at him, and held her chin in fascination again.

"Then you haven't been imprisoned in one place for more than ten years! If it were me, I'd rather be hungry than go out and have a look!"

Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he has been locked up in one place for more than ten years!Coming to this era that fits this sentence, Song Qingshu seems to have only one kind of person in his impression...

(End of this chapter)