Jun Jiuling

What's the meaning?

Take the initiative to ask people to see if there is any bad omen?

Is this a joke or is it serious?

In order to refute that just now, the bell doctor said that others have bad omens, so she took the initiative to ask?

This is humiliation?

Everyone in the alley looked at the woman.

This woman has never seen her face before, she is not a neighbor here, could it be that Doctor Ling is not pleasing to the eyes from other places?

Miss Jun was not angry and glanced at the woman.

"You didn't," she said, and was about to walk past the woman.

I have to say that it is true that liars and beggars have thick skins.

People in the alley laughed and watched the excitement.

The woman obviously didn't want Miss Jun to leave like this, so she hurriedly followed.

"Miss Jun, please take another look." She said, with a pleading expression, "I really have a bad omen."

The smiles on the faces of the spectators in the alley froze again.

Looking at the woman's appearance, if it was acting, she would be too involved.

Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.

"Auntie, you really have no bad omens, don't worry." She said.

The woman's expression did not show the slightest joy, but became more disturbed.

"Miss Jun." She still didn't want to let Miss Jun go, and couldn't help but reached out and grabbed her sleeve, "I don't have one, why don't you go to my house and see who has a bad omen?"

God!

The onlookers in the alley were dumbfounded.

Miss Jun smiled helplessly. Before she could speak, the woman had already spoken again.

"Miss Jun, Miss Jun, please, just take a look." She begged.

"I'll just take a look. If not, you need to hire Gao Ming to stop pestering me," Miss Jun said.

Why does this sound so weird?

It seems that asking her to see a doctor is something embarrassing for her?

Hearing a doctor say this, anyone who has the backbone to ask a doctor should give him a slap in the face.

But this woman obviously didn't know what backbone was, and she was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Okay, okay." She said repeatedly, lest it was too late, and the girl would regret it.

Talking and busy leading the way.

Seeing this group of people leave, the people in the alley were still in a daze.

"Really please?"

"Could it be that you paid someone to act in a play?"

"No, I heard that Doctor Ling really picks and chooses people when he sees a doctor."

"Yes, I heard that there was an old woman who asked her to see a doctor, but she refused to see it, saying that the old woman was not worthy."

"What do you mean unworthy?"

"It seems that she wants to see a doctor and chooses patients herself."

"That means she can't read everything? Only pick what she can read?"

"It's like it's like it's not."

"Don't think about it, just follow and see."

After a discussion in the alley, people rushed out, watching the three people walking on the street and chasing after them.

Turn around a street and come to a door.

Although this facade is not considered a wealthy family, it is also a well-to-do family.

The woman knocked on the door, and the concierge looked at Miss Jun's master and servant with a complicated expression.

"Sanniang, this is not good," he said.

The woman glared at him.

"What do you know as a man." She whispered, "Don't talk nonsense."

Then he smiled apologetically at Miss Jun.

It seemed that he was afraid that the concierge's words would offend Miss Jun.

Miss Jun smiled and didn't care.

"Miss Jun, please." The woman said.

The porter had no choice but to step aside and watched Miss Jun follow the woman in.

"Women, just trust these gods and gods." The porter shook his head and closed the door helplessly.

The house is neatly repaired, simple and elegant, obviously very rich in heritage.

"Miss Jun, my wife and Damselfly are handkerchiefs. Before she left, she tried her best to recommend Miss Jun, and said that she would come to you when she encountered difficulties." The woman who led the way suddenly whispered.

The damselfly, she must be the woman who went to see a doctor that night, Liu Er thought, so she also promoted Miss.

Miss Jun nodded with a smile, but still did not speak.

Don't ask too much, don't talk too much.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief again, and became more and more convinced that Miss Jun was an expert.

Miss Jun followed the woman through the flower wall and came to the family's back house.

Girls were standing under the eaves, children were running in the yard, and women were talking and laughing in the house, and the air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of cosmetics.

This is the place where women and children live. Although some women and children need to show their faces to make a living, more women and children are raised in the deep boudoir, going to and from their specific relatives and friends, not seeing outsiders or being known to outsiders.

"Miss Jun is here." The woman said to the girls.

Everyone in the yard looked over, and the maids also opened the curtains.

Miss Jun looked at the women and children and stepped forward calmly.

Yes, she doesn't need a lively opening celebration, nor does she need to find many people to cheer her on.

She doesn't need to scatter money to win fans with benevolence and benevolence, and she doesn't need to shout about the rejuvenation of the masters and instantly become famous.

All she needs is a chance, a chance to be accepted safely and walk in the inner courtyard of the deep house.

Little by little, she gained fame in the inner courtyard of the deep house, and captured the women behind these high-ranking officials. Don't underestimate these women. Many times they can determine the success or failure of an event, a person's life or death.

Her older sister and younger brother are all in the deepest part of the inner courtyard of the deep house. She walks step by step, and there is always a chance to reach her older sister and younger brother.

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In the inner courtyard of the Lu family's mansion, maids and servants gathered, but their footsteps were light, without the slightest noise. Two maids came from outside.

"Where's the princess?" they asked in a low voice.

The girls under the eaves pointed in one direction.

"In the garden," they said.

There used to be many houses on this street, but with the resettlement of King Huai's Mansion and Lu's House, many of them moved away. Lu Yunqi's house occupies the space of the two houses, and the building is spacious, especially the garden, which is even more beautiful. Lin Fanduo has been undefeated for four seasons.

"At the beginning, I was afraid that these flowers and trees would not be able to support them, so my lord simply dug three feet of soil from other people's gardens and moved them here."

The two girls in the garden said with a smile, pointing to a thick blooming flowers in front of them, behind them is a lake, sitting in a small pavilion at this time, this small pavilion is almost made of multicolored glass, shining brightly under the reflection of the green lake water Hui.

Princess Jiuli was sitting on the blanket on the ground, threading needles on the embroidery stand, and the pleated skirt was spread on the carpet like flowers.

Sitting in a multicolored glass pavilion, she looked extraordinarily bright without wearing any powder, daisy, or plain shirt.

She occasionally looked up at the flowerbed in front of her, always with a slight smile on her face.

"Yeah, that's great," she would say again.

Her voice is always soft, and her posture is extremely dignified even when she is sitting.

This is the princess raised in the palace, the princess who would have been the real eldest princess, the princess who was loved by the former emperor and the crown prince.

The girls looked at her with unconcealed awe.

The two girls came here and saluted respectfully.

"Princess, my lord can't say goodbye today." They said.

Princess Jiuli nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I see," she said.

The girls bowed their heads and backed away, but one of them hesitated and came forward with tea.

"Princess." She knelt down and said.

Princess Jiuli put down her needle and thread, took the tea, and looked at the flower garden in front of her.

The maid who was kneeling on the ground with her head lowered couldn't help raising her head.

"Princess, Your Excellency has adopted a new woman." She said hastily, "It's from the Xicheng Gatekeeper..."

It seems that I can't go on talking about it here.

She lowered her head, her voice low and inaudible.

"The concubine of the gatekeeper of the west city."

Princess Jiuli looked at her.

"Oh." She said, put the tea cup back into the girl's hand, picked up the needle and thread again, and continued to embroider with a concentrated expression.

The girl looked perturbed and puzzled for a moment, but she didn't dare to say any more and backed away with her tea in hand.

Compared with the quiet inner house, the streets of the capital are at the busiest time. The restaurants and teahouses are overcrowded, and the baskets selling wine are shuttled among the customers, but there is a sudden commotion amidst the loud laughter.

"I asked you to give up the private room for Qi Ye, are you deaf?"

Two or three people stood in the corridor on the second floor and shouted.

Several shop assistants saluted the people in the room with disturbed expressions.

Zhu Zan, who was sitting in the individual seating downstairs, looked up.

"Who is this?" He clicked his tongue, "It's even more arrogant than us."