I Am This Type of Woman

Chapter 88 Wearing Small Shoes (2)

Both of them were not elegant people. After staring stupidly at the moon for a while, Banhua pointed to the moon and said, "Brother Heng, what clothes do you think Chang'e wears, and what kind of bun do you wear?"

"No, it's just skirts." Ban Heng is not interested in what clothes women wear, he is more concerned about the relationship between Wu Gang, Houyi and Chang'e, "If Guanghan Palace is very cold, how do you drink tea and how do you cook? Think about it." I don’t think it’s a good day.”

"Do gods still need to eat?" Ban Hua glanced at Ban Heng, "If there is no one else in Guanghan Palace, who should wear beautiful clothes to show off to?"

"Sister, can we stop talking about skirts?" Ban Heng was speechless, "I don't know how you women can make so many tricks, and you don't feel too tired to panic."

Ban Hua snorted and stopped talking to him.

Seeing that my sister seemed to be angry, Ban Heng had no choice but to coax her with a smiling face, "Sister, those scholars outside are praising you, saying that you are filial, that you are beautiful, that you are bloody, and so on. Don't you wonder what's going on?" ?"

"What's going on?" Banhua was a little surprised, "I thought those people outside would call me a beauty."

"That's what they scolded at the beginning," Ban Heng saw Ban Hua staring at him, and rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "But after Uncle Rong praised you, the outside world changed."

"Uncle Rong?" Ban Hua was surprised, "Did he speak for me?"

"He not only spoke for you, but also criticized Yan Zuoxiang. Ban Heng said with emotion, "Uncle Rong is really kind and loyal, and he is a rare clear stream among scholars. "

"Well, it's really cool to be able to praise us in front of scholars, and most people can't do it." Ban Hua nodded. Usually, she has never heard any scholar praise her, and only Rong Xia has such great respect for scholars. Their influence allowed them to "abandon their prejudices" against the Ban family and help the Ban family speak.

"Isn't he afraid of offending Prime Minister Zuo?" Ban Hua remembered an important point, "He has a real job in the court, Prime Minister Zuo will wear shoes for him."

"Uncle Rong looks so good-looking, shouldn't he be wearing small shoes?" Ban Heng said unsurely, "How about... I'll ask someone to inquire about it?"

"Okay, you can ask someone to inquire about it tomorrow." Ban Hua took a sip of the hot tea brought by the maid, "It seems that it is wise to give gifts according to one's liking. The hand short helped me speak."

"Ah?" Ban Heng looked at Ban Hua in confusion, "Sister, what else did you do?"

"The last time my father gave Cheng Amber a thank-you gift, I put a few books in it, because I couldn't find "On Sincerity" for a while, so I dragged it to him a few days ago." Ban Hua sighed, " Anyway, sooner or later our house will be raided, so if someone else steals something, it's better to give it to a beauty I like."

"It's the southeast, northwest, and middle?" Ban Heng couldn't remember the names of the five books, the only thing he remembered was that these five books were put together, which happened to be the south, east, and northwest middle. From this point of view, Ban Heng felt that the talented scholars of the previous dynasty were more capable than the talented scholars of this dynasty. At least the names they gave to the books were easy to remember, and even a dude like him had an impression.

"However...Uncle Rong is not the kind of hypocrite who just accepts gifts and then speaks for others." Ban Heng still believes in Rong Xia's character, "You call a gentleman's belly with a woman's heart."

"Huh?" Ban Hua touched her cheek, "Could it be that he has taken a fancy to my beauty?"

Ban Heng was silent for a moment: "Probably... it's really because you gave him a gift?"

Reaching out to pinch Ban Heng's ear, Ban Hua smiled angrily: "Boy, do you know that men can't speak and will be beaten?"

Ban Hua didn't use much force, but Ban Heng still made a painful expression: "Sister, sister, I was wrong, I was wrong, what I actually want to say is that Uncle Rong is not the kind of lustful It’s not that you’re not beautiful enough.”

Banhua let go of his hand, and slapped the table boldly: "It's okay, anyway, I just admire his beauty."