The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Chapter 285: The Riot in Southern Xinjiang

Chapter 285: The Riot in Southern Xinjiang

Twelve candlesticks were lit in the outer living room, shining brightly everywhere.

There were only two tangerine lanterns in the room, which wrapped the gauze around the tramp bed and slightly plated a layer of warm color.

At this moment, Jia Yingchun sat in the warm color, staring at the imitation Tang-style palace skirt spread out on the bed, dumbfounded.

This kind of dress, which she had only seen before with Aunt Xue, seemed extremely elegant and beautiful, but slightly less dignified and was most suitable for women with plump physiques and fair skin.

At this moment, the dark gold tulle skirt on the bed brought its enchanting side to the extreme, with a deep V-shaped collar that, if worn inside, would definitely be exposed to the outside.

But without it...

There were also those two sleeves, almost as thin as cicada wings, even if they were stacked together at this time, the pattern of the mattress below could still be clearly seen.

Revealing one's arm was still the second-best thing. If one forgot for a moment and raised their arm...

In the middle, there was a large, red wide band that was enough to wrap the entire lower abdomen, supporting it upwards and compressing it downwards, making it easier for the entire body to show an S-shaped curve.

The only decent thing was the long skirt that reached the ground.

How could such clothes...

Here he comes, here we go.

At this moment, Xiuju rushed in with a fuss and patted her chest, trembling, saying, "The Second... Second Master has returned from the Yamen.

Siqi, who had been silent by the side, immediately got up and picked up the dark gold thin gauze skirt from the bed and gave it to Jia Yingchun's arms. Undoubtedly, she said, "Put it on.

Jia Yingchun's delicate body trembled, and she looked up at Siqi with a pleading face. Her cherry-like mouth trembled a few times, but she couldn't say the word refuse after all.

Sigh~

Siqi sighed and went forward to untie the buttons on her clothes without hesitation. She advised, "Since you have already agreed, you will have to change them sooner or later. Do you want to wait until the Elder Master and Second Master are having their meal outside before changing your clothes?

Jia Yingchun, with a hint of tears in her voice, said wrongly, "I have never... never promised..."

Indeed, until now, she has never explicitly stated that she would agree to act according to Sun Shaozu's wishes.

It was just that

She has never resisted, at least not fiercely.

For example, while she was wrongly discerning, she subconsciously straightened her body to cooperate with the Siqi, who helped her unbutton her clothes.

Xiuju glared at a pair of apricot stone eyes next to her, and as she saw Yingchun's clothes falling off one by one, two red clouds gradually flew up from her slightly baby-fat oval face.

This was not because Xiuju had any lesbian tendencies, but because she thought of her tasks later, she couldn't help but feel some empathy.

What are you doing foolishly?

Siqi was busy, but her mouth was not idle either. She angrily scolded, "Hurry up and tidy up yourself as well. The set of clothes there was left for you.

As she spoke, she signaled her chin in the direction of the dressing table.

Xiuju realized that there was another gauze skirt hanging on the dressing table.

She hurried over with small steps, took it off, and shook it off in her hand. With just one glance, she was stunned and speechless.

It turned out that this gauze skirt was completely different from the elegant and gorgeous style of Yingchuns dress, with only a layer of thin gauze throughout, and it was still a light pink color.

This... This... This..."

Xiuju was stunned, stuttered, and suddenly threw the gauze skirt onto the ground. She blushed and said, "This is insulting!

Insulting?

Upon hearing this, Siqi disdainfully curled her lips and said, "Have you not figured out the situation yet? I might as well tell you the truth. If you mess up today, you will be the one who will have the worst outcome.

As she spoke, she straightened her chest and said, "The Elder Master loves me very much, and the Madam is also someone with connections. Even if she is humiliated by people, they will leave some bottom line. But you..."

You are just a dowry maid, although you may have some beauty, you may not be as strong as those fox spirits.

If you spoil the Elder Master's affairs and lose your life, it's considered light. Im afraid that you will be sold into that inferior kiln and suffer.

With these words, the blood color of Xiuju was completely gone.

Siqi turned down her tone again and said, "Besides, havent you been thinking about Second Master's thoughtfulness for a long time? When things are done, I'll ask the Elder Master for mercy and arrange for you to be a Concubine in the Second Master's courtyard.

This is a great opportunity. If you don't try your best to seize it, do you really want to suffer?

The last few words' volumes were raised slightly, and immediately Xiuju picked up the gauze skirt. With a little effort, only a snug little garment was left.

She was biting her teeth and pulling the veil over her body.

But she heard Siqi scold again, "Don't keep that childish thing of yours, here, replace it.

As she spoke, she raised her hand and threw away some red innerwear that still had warmth.

As for the owner of this dress

You... How could you... How could you not even ask me, and just..."

Jia Yingchun desperately protected her chest and protested in embarrassment. Siqi just picked up the dark gold gauze skirt and ordered, "Get up, I'll help you put it on.

When both the master and servant were dressed up and looked at each other, they were both ashamed and unable to restrain themselves.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far away in the courtyard, and then the bead curtain at the entrance was lifted. The Sun Brothers rushed in, only to hear Sun Shaozu shouting, "Where are the people? Where have they all gone?

Siqi gave the master and servant an encouraging look and hurriedly left the room.

Under her attentive service, the two brothers drank and chatted casually. Then Sun Shaozu asked casually, "Erlang, have you ever heard of the Six Riots in Southern Xinjiang?

Six riots in Southern Xinjiang?

Sun Shaozong was a bit puzzled. This was not a pretense. His Big Brother just said he wanted to take care of this matter and let him wait and enjoy it, but he didn't elaborate on how he would take care of it.

You didnt hear of it before, right?

Sun Shaozu laughed and said, "Today I will teach you the tactics. The six riots in southern Xinjiang are affair,borrowing eggs/sperms,transferring houses,pawning wives,renting husbands, and enclosure.

As he spoke, he briefly explained the other five riots separately. They were naturally all extremely absurd behaviors.

In the end, he only left behind the matter of borrowing egg/sperm and sighed. "As the saying goes, There are three ways to be unfilial, and having no heirs is the greatest. The rest is just fine. Only this riot was reflecting me. If we can avoid the pain of having no descendants, we can only..."

Speaking of this, Sun Shaozu suddenly stood up and vaguely said, "Siqi, help me go to the courtyard for the toilet.

Siqi remained silent and helped him walk towards the door.

When one of his feet stepped inside and one foot outside the door, Sun Shaozu suddenly turned back and said with a burning gaze, "Erlang, in fact, I haven't touched a finger of your Sister-in-law since she entered the door! As for whether or not to touch in the future, it all depends on how you are today.

Oh gosh

He was indeed in an acting school!

Watching Sun Shaozu staggering away, Sun Shaozong could only silently praise him.

Inside, the two hearts of the master and servant almost jumped out of their stomachs and looked at each other, all four eyes filled with fear and withdrawal.

Outside the house, one understood the situation and pretended to be confused and the other was confused but pretended to understand, and there was a stalemate for about a quarter of an hour, still in an awkward silence.

The breathing of the master and servant there became increasingly urgent, and Sun Shaozong had already noticed it.

But

What would happen if he continued to drink like this awkwardly and they still refused to show up?

Although Sun Shaozong was driven by his Elder Brother to become the seed man, he had no intention of using force.

So he awkwardly froze for a moment, and then his heartbeat retreated. He hesitated and muttered, "Why hasn't Big Brother come back yet? I'll go and urge..."

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Jia Yingchun being pushed out and stumbling to her feet, right in front of Sun Shaozong!

Hmm

Unexpectedly, his Big Brother still has such a hobby!

That imitation Tang-style gauze skirt and Jia Yingchun, who was fair, beautiful, and plump, could be said to be a perfect match!

Especially her shy and desperate appearance made up for the overly enchanting flaw of this outfit. It could be said that it was both bold and somewhat reserved, and the romantic atmosphere was wrapped in a hint of spring love, which was truly doubtfully charming!

At this glance, Sun Shaozong felt his mouth was a little dry and his heart pounded like a deer. As for the slightest intention of going away just now, he had already been thrown into the clouds.

Just as the big eyes stared at the small ones, she retreated again. Sun Shaozong didn't know for a moment whether he should continue pretending to be ignorant or simply expose everything.

At this moment, a pretty girl rushed out of the room like a whirlwind, and this girl only wore Well, it seemed like she was wearing a thin gauze skirt outside, but without looking at it carefully, one couldnt tell.

He saw the girl rushed to the door in one breath, slammed the door tightly, and quickly fastened the crossbar before turning around. She gasped heavily. "The Elder Master... The Elder Master had instructed before, Second Master will spend the night here today and try the six riots of Southern Xinjiang.