I was a beauty blogger in ancient times

Zhao Yiqing is very good at giving people makeup, and he can always turn it into ideas to highlight everyone's unique beauty.Many people came to learn this ability from him, but they couldn't learn it well. That's because Zhao Yiqing has a skill that others can't learn at all. He can read human bones.

No matter what kind of makeup you put on, what kind of face-lifting, even if you cut your bones, Zhao Yiqing can see what this person looks like at a glance.

When the madam heard this, she froze and said with a smile: "What kind of joke are you talking about? When did the servant's house become beautiful?"

Zhao Yiqing understands that she doesn't want to talk about it, but he wants to cooperate with Qin Fenglou after all. If there is something that will have an impact, he wants to ask more clearly, so he said: "Mom's appearance in today's painting is amazing. For the gods."

The madam was silent, and then said softly: "You follow me."

The madam brought Zhao Yiqing and Mu Di to her room, asked them to sit down, and carefully removed their makeup.

Mu Di ignored the madam, looked at Zhao Yiqing and said, "What happened today? Do you want me to help you lie?"

"Tell the servant to tell me." The madam turned around, the makeup on her face was almost removed, she wiped her face slowly with a wet kerchief, and told the details of what happened this afternoon.

Mu Di nodded after hearing this, and said, "Zhao Yiqing, you have a lot of troubles."

The madam smiled, without the cover of her ugly makeup, the madam was like a newly opened crabapple, although she hadn't put on any makeup, she was so gorgeous that people dare not look directly at it.She said: "I thought the general wanted to ask about the past of the slave family."

"What is there to ask?" Mu Di remained expressionless.

But the bustard didn't know why she was smiling happily, she waved her handkerchief and said, "The general is not curious, Young Master Zhao must know!"

Zhao Yiqing waved his hand awkwardly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as it doesn't affect our cooperation, it's okay not to say anything."

"It doesn't matter," the bustard sat down facing them, poured good tea for both of them, and said, "This matter has been on my mind for too long, so it's good to say it out, it won't affect the business, and Young Master Zhao will know about it after listening to it." .”

It was the time when the madam was in her cardamom years. Although it was winter, the cold heart was chilling, but when she smiled, the winter snow melted and the scorching sun was born.She was raised in Qinfeng Building since she was a child. She has just turned sixteen this year and is going to attend the Oiran Ceremony at the end of May.She plays the pipa very well. She makes people dance when she is happy, tears when she is sad, and makes people yearn for her before she shows up.

It was also in the winter of that year that a scholar had just entered Beijing, full of ambitions, hoping to make a big splash.He made articles, made friends, and the poems left on the poem wall of Zhaoji Teahouse spread all over the capital. The girls in Qinfenglou also read the poems, saying that this is an elegant man, and she would marry such a man After reading the scholar's poems, I feel joy in my heart, and I always want to meet the scholar, to see if he is as elegant as his poems.

Finally, the opportunity came.The scholar made an appointment with his friends in Qinfeng Building, and she sneaked to the private room where the scholar drank, and listened to the scholar's poetry and wine through the curtain.Then, the scholar went out, and when she arrived at the backyard of Qin Fenglou, she ran over, hiding behind the book and watching him secretly.

The scholar sat on the stone bench in the backyard and asked with a smile, "What do you always do with me?"

Scared her and sat on the ground, she was still holding the pipa, her appearance was a bit funny, but the girl holding the pipa was so amazing that she immediately fell into the scholar's heart. Lingling running water, she said: "I just want to play a song for you."

After finishing speaking, the girl sat on the snow, playing the tune eagerly, telling her feelings.This person's song is like a man in the sky, and he captivated the scholar's heart before he could do anything.

The scholar is no longer writing his poems, and his heart is full of the girl holding the pipa. He comes to Qinfeng Tower to look for her every day, and he doesn't say much, just listen to her playing the pipa. This person is like the world he once had in his heart .

Somehow, the day has arrived in April, and the Oiran Ceremony is less than one month away.At that time, the peach blossoms were in full bloom. The girl wore a red dress that was more colorful than the peach blossoms, and sat under the peach blossom tree, playing the pipa to the scholar.The red dress somehow made the scholar have the impulse of a lifetime, he said: "Let's get married."

The girl broke the string with a bang, tears fell faster than words, she said hoarsely: "Okay."

At that time, Qin Fenglou's mother was still a kind-hearted person. She sighed heavily when she heard about it, and said that the girl came to Qin Fenglou when she was six years old, and Qin Fenglou had raised her for ten years. Let's play the pipa for Qin Fenglou in the days.

The girl chose the time to be the day before the Oiran Ceremony, and the night on South Street was as lively as usual, a red-clothed, veiled girl suddenly appeared on the stage set up for the Oiran Ceremony, she held a pipa and gently sang Singing the ditties in Qinfeng Building, one after another, the people on the road gradually gathered around, crying and laughing together with the girl's song, the girl sang all night, and people listened all night.Just after dawn, the girl stopped her voice, suddenly dropped her pipa, turned around and left, everyone followed her, and followed her into the Qinfeng Building, but the girl never came out after entering the room.How many people went to Qinfenglou to look forward to it day and night, but they waited for the girl. Later, people gradually forgot about it, and Qinfenglou became the largest brothel on South Street.

The girl followed the scholar away, they did not stay in the capital, but traveled around, and their life was a bit hard, but every time they saw the scholar, the girl's heart was sweeter than eating sugar, the two did not marry, but the girl I feel that this is my husband in this life.They stopped and went all the way, and after four years, somehow they turned back to the capital.The two went to Zhaoji Tea House, a place that made them unforgettable. What people didn't expect was that the scholar's poems were still on the poem wall.It turned out that some people thought the scholar's poems were too good and couldn't bear to replace them, so they paid money to keep the poems, and they kept them for four years.There was a scholar's passion in that poem, and after reading it, the scholar's eyes lit up with a different look, and he said, "I'm going to take the Jinshi exam."

The scholar is a genius-like figure. He said that he was admitted to the Jinshi when he was admitted to the Jinshi.He was only 26 that year.

The girl loves such a scholar so much, she can do whatever she wants, and she can make it, which makes the girl admire. She untied the coat for the scholar who just came home, hung it aside, and said with a smile: "Now , I will also become an official wife."

But the scholar said, "I'm getting married."

The girl's heart suddenly became cold. She listened to the scholar and said: "You are a brothel girl, I can't marry you. Now that I am an official in the court, I need someone to support me. After three months, I will marry the daughter of the minister. I will buy you a house in the future, and you will live there, and I will send you some money every month, so don't let people know about your relationship with me."

At that time, it was midsummer, but the girl felt that she was in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and it was so cold that it was difficult to breathe.She heard herself say coldly: "No need."

After speaking, he left without taking anything.But where can I go?In a trance, she walked to South Street, and to the gate of Qinfeng Building. The inside was lively and lively, and the sound of laughter could be heard far away. The girl stood outside the door, as if she was in a different world from them.Suddenly, she heard a voice saying to her: "I'm back."

She turned her head and found that it was Qin Fenglou's mother. That mother was not a beauty. She always had a red face, thick eyebrows, thick black eyeliner and blood-red lips, which made people laugh.But the girl seemed to see her comfort in this life, and rushed into her mother's arms and cried out loudly.

The girl went back to Qinfenglou, but she didn't pick up the guests with others, but followed her mother to learn how to manage Qinfenglou.Later, her mother fell ill and passed away, and the Qinfeng Building was in chaos, and the girl became a new mother, and she was obedient to the management of Qin Fenglou. It has been 12 years now.