usatvline Chapter 44, I can't explain it to you.
Chapter 44, I can't explain it to you.
Sitting alone in the young girl's room, Lin Zhou was incredibly bored. He touched and looked around, then opened a cabinet and saw many brightly colored undergarments hanging there. He leaned closer to smell them; they smelled quite nice...
This is a bit perverted, but I really couldn't resist. It's not really about inner desire, it's just pure curiosity...
The noise outside continued, with the sounds of gongs and drums and the clamor of a large gathering of guests. From time to time, shouts and commands could be heard from outside the door, which must have been the steward calling out to the clumsy maids.
Feeling utterly bored, Lin Zhou sat down at Hong Liu's dressing table and started fiddling with her cosmetics. Come to think of it, she realized she didn't really know much about the current makeup trends for women.
He opened each of the small boxes and jars, and a rich fragrance wafted out—a pure, natural scent that immediately identified them as high-end goods.
face powder!
He suddenly realized why his perfume wasn't selling. Compared to this complexly made and expensive natural perfume powder, the smell of that cheap perfume was simply child's play. No wonder the girls weren't buying it.
Consumers won't tell you why your products aren't selling well... So these ladies have such high-class things to enjoy, no wonder... Looks like I need to get to know these rich girls better.
"No wonder the tamarisk smells so good."
Lin Zhou smelled the scented powder again, then got up and went to the cabinet to smell the undergarment inside once more. The undergarment indeed smelled of scented powder, and it also had the warm body odor of a young girl added to it. It was truly a very high-class fragrance...
"Hmm, it seems I underestimated the women of ancient times."
He then examined the rouge and face powder on the dressing table more closely, and even the crimson cinnabar specifically for applying lipstick...
With its delicate texture and super strong adhesion, it's no wonder people say that a good cinnabar lip gloss is worth half an ounce of gold. No wonder people online always say that ancient luxury goods were the ultimate luxury items. This is something that ordinary people can't afford to come into contact with.
"The little sister saw my love off, she saw him off all the way to the east gate..."
While humming a little tune, Lin Zhou secretly applied some expensive lip gloss to his lips, and after applying it, he smacked his lips with a "pop" sound.
"Wow~~~ What a handsome young man!" He looked closely at his makeup in the mirror on the music box: "Beautiful, beautiful, so beautiful."
But suddenly, around a corner, he discovered that Hongliu was standing behind him in the mirror. Hongliu stood behind him with her arms crossed, her face expressionless, but the way she looked at him was as if she were looking at a fool.
"Is it fun?" Hongliu asked coldly. "You should be sitting at the same table as that stupid dog, Yangti."
"When did you arrive?"
Lin Zhou was startled and hurriedly began wiping the lip gloss off his lips: "Why is there no sound when you walk?"
"I've been here since you were waiting for your lover." Hongliu sat down next to him, pouting. "I don't want to sit outside anymore. My father knows about you... and he asked me to bring you to meet him."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"It's all because of that wild boar, Yangti," Hongliu said, puffing out her cheeks. "He really has no restraint; whenever the elders make fun of him, he just blurts it out."
"What did he say?" Lin Zhou turned around and asked, "Wait, what did he say again?"
"Him... an elder joked with me, saying he heard that I had met a lover outside. Guess what that bastard Yangti said? He said it's more than just a lover, he can't be separated from her for a day, he goes to her place early every morning to squat down and freeload."
"Your brother isn't wrong...you come to my place every day anyway."
"Aren't you annoying?!"
"Okay, okay...you tell me, you tell me."
Lin Zhou stopped interrupting, and Hong Liu continued, "Then I explained that things weren't like that between us, that you were someone who had returned from overseas, that you had some strange items and a lot of fascinating stories, and then my father said he'd take you to meet him someday, and guess what Yang Ti said?"
"I don't know..."
"He said, 'Why wait any longer? That man is right here at our mansion.' You have no idea how my parents looked at that moment; they were ashen-faced... Yangti was still smug. After a while, my father said to me, 'Since that's the case, why don't we take you to the banquet too, so he can see what kind of person can bewitch his daughter like.'"
As Hongliu finished speaking, she glared at Lin Zhou, her eyes full of reproach and complaint: "And you, I came here and all I saw was you playing around with my wedding attire, while I was waiting for your groom..."
"I'm so bored sitting here... what should I do now?"
"What else can we do? They've already sold us out. You'll definitely have to show up..."
"What?" Lin Zhou suddenly felt a jolt of fear. "I'm showing myself now? To meet your parents? That won't do, big sister!"
"Then go ahead and insult my brother, what can I do? He's incredibly stupid."
Although he didn't know what Yangti was thinking or what the specific scene was, Lin Zhou could clearly hear from Hongliu's retelling that a younger sister was deeply disappointed in her older brother.
The abstract nature of the sheep's hoof reminded Lin Zhou of a childhood friend, a man so stupid it was practically cloying, a weirdo who would blow into a traffic cop's walkie-talkie and tell the officer he hadn't been drinking...
"What about you? Are you coming with me now, or would you like to get a beautiful makeover and then come with me?"
"Let me put on some makeup."
"What the hell are you doing with your makeup?!"
Otherwise, why would Zhang Wuji's mother say that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie? She just said she would wait for him to put on makeup, but before the words had even finished, she went back on her word.
"Should I kneel down or anything like that? I don't kneel."
"You're definitely sick!"
Lin Zhou was pulled to the front of the banquet hall, which actually broadened his horizons. People can't imagine what's beyond their knowledge. At first, he thought the birthday banquet was like a rural market, but after seeing it, he realized how shallow his knowledge was.
There weren't many seats, and most of the distinguished guests went into the inner hall. But the few tables at the outer entrance were already astonishing to Lin Zhou. There were too many people here for him to take out his camera, otherwise he would definitely have taken a picture and posted it on his WeChat Moments.
Michelin and private chefs are nothing compared to this kind of grandeur. No wonder his noodles are only eaten by soldiers. Even the most potent industrial seasonings seem pale and powerless in the face of this meticulously prepared food.
In a daze, he felt as if he had entered a grand banquet in the Jia family mansion that only existed in Dream of the Red Chamber. In his dazed state, he felt only a bizarre and fantastical scene.
"I want to try this..."
"What are you eating? Come with me quickly."
Da Chuan followed him, pulling and tugging as they entered the back hall, where all the young talents around craned their necks to watch them.
The entanglement between this princess and a dissolute commoner would be a sensational affair anywhere, but fortunately, Hongliu didn't care, and Lin Zhou was unaware. One was a peculiar character from the Blackwater, and the other a stinking toad; they actually complemented each other perfectly.
Hongliu pulled him into the back hall, where a woman over fifty years old sat in the seat of honor, presumably the mistress of the house. The seat next to her was empty, presumably the prince's seat. Since he wasn't there, he was probably entertaining high-ranking guests who came to celebrate his birthday in a more luxurious place. Those first and second-rank officials naturally couldn't sit with the younger generation outside.
There were some unfamiliar faces around, but they were all quite old and should be relatives of the Wanyan family. The only familiar person Lin Zhou knew besides Hongliu was Yangti, who was sitting there silently.
"Mother……"
Lin Zhou stared blankly at the dish on the table that he couldn't quite make out, but which looked exactly like a crabapple.
"hump!"
It's generally true that men understand men best. Yang Ti suddenly said something out of the blue, and Lin Zhou immediately realized what was going on.
"Oh... so it's a camel hump. I thought it was a camel hump..."
Seeing Lin Zhou's glib tongue, the woman frowned slightly, and the people around her became excited and immediately adopted a spectator's attitude.
"What's your name?" The woman looked Lin Zhou up and down again, her tone rising slightly. "Do you hold any official rank or title?"
Lin Zhou glanced back at Hong Liu, then shook his head vigorously: "I have a junior college degree."
Hearing this nonsense, the woman frowned slightly again: "Then whose son are you?"
"My surname is Lin, and I'm said to be a descendant of Lin Zexu, but the family genealogy can't be found. Whatever my father says is true."
The woman glanced around at Lin Zexu, and everyone silently shook their heads, indicating they didn't know who he was.
However, if they don't know this, then they probably aren't from any famous family or prominent clan.
The old woman's expression immediately changed: "Neither official rank nor family legacy..."
After muttering a couple of things, she glanced at Lin Zhou and her daughter, then sighed, closed her eyes, and stopped talking, making the atmosphere awkward.
"Mother, what do you mean by this? My sister is being bullied outside, and instead of standing up for her, you're just sighing and complaining here?"
At times like this, it takes the brute Yangti to speak up. He stood up and said, "Since my sister came to this wretched place, she hasn't had a single friend to play with. She finally met someone she can talk to, and you ask about her family background? What? You think my sister hasn't been bullied enough? Look at what they say about her! Anyone who gets close to her is labeled a traitor! Isn't this just deliberately ostracizing her?"
The old lady frowned, but didn't say anything more. This made Yang Ti angry. He was about to lose his temper, but Lin Zhou pressed his hand on his shoulder.
Yang Ti turned to look at Lin Zhou, who gently shook his head and said, "This... Your Highness, things aren't actually as you think. I actually have a pretty good relationship with Brother Yang Ti and... Hong Liu. I am indeed just a common merchant, not someone who can be brought to the table, but I have never had any improper thoughts about Princess Hong Liu. We were just set up by someone."
The external brain's approach to dealing with this unexpected situation for Lin Zhou was actually quite simple: nine parts truth and one part falsehood was enough. He simply had to state his true situation and then try to understand things from their perspective.
When everyone is not stupid, this approach can dispel misunderstandings in the fastest way.
"Setting up a trap?" Upon hearing this, the princess's eyes widened, and she stared at Lin Zhou: "How would you set up such a trap?"
Lin Zhou didn't actually know either, but Cao Wenda had told him everything. It's likely that even Cao Wenda hadn't expected Lin Zhou to use such a dramatic way to get in touch with high-ranking officials that even he couldn't reach.
So Lin Zhou told him everything Lao Cao had said, except he omitted Lao Cao's statement that "Wanyan Zongbi is about to die," and instead used a moment of journalistic charm to graft the idea that someone was unwilling to make peace with the Song and Jin dynasties onto the story.
Anyway, that makes sense. After listening, the princess lowered her eyelids and didn't say anything, feeling that what he said made some sense.
Just then, Prince Rui returned, somewhat tipsy. He coughed as he sat in the main seat, looked up at Lin Zhou, and then casually asked his wife, "Who is this? Da Chuan'er's husband?"
Lin Zhou couldn't hold back and burst out laughing...
Hongliu, standing nearby, slapped her head and exclaimed, "Ouch!"
So it turns out her dad really did call her Da Chuan! And he finally knows where Yang Ti's silly, dazed look came from.