Chapter 39: Corpse Appearance

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  Cloud-patterned clothes lined with white silk, green eyebrows shrouded in illness, weak breath struggling for life.

  "I gave more silver because this porridge is worth it. The young lady said... cough, cough..." The sick young master coughed for a while, and the little maid sent a jade calabaza up, he pushed it away and said, "It's easy for the young lady to be my table friend, but I need to be willing from the heart... cough, cough... having paid twenty-nine cents for you, it should also be worth it... cough, cough..."

  San Bao pointed at Lan Sheng and said, "Ah, what did you mean by that? You were eyeing Yuan Bao's wealth, wanting him to help you pay the bill."

  Everyone only then knew that Lan Sheng had been taking advantage of his friends, and they were all speechless. Never seen such a thing before, for a customer who paid too much, to put the bill back in, should it be said to have a thick skin or to be clever?

  Miss Feng thought to herself, but it was also true that she had taken a few taels and considered them as part of the two tables' bill, which still left her with some profit. It seemed unnecessary to quibble over this. However, from what that young master said, he didn't seem willing to help others out for free. Alas, at this hour, the shop would have closed long ago; had they missed the auspicious time?

  Lan Sheng's smile was bright and clear, making everyone feel that the sudden pallor of his illness had passed. "I'm good at reading faces, young master. The aura of sickness surrounds your eyebrows, but your face is thin and pale, which are all residual symptoms. You will recover soon, congratulations! In exchange for this auspicious talk, can I have 29 cents worth of silver from your pocket?"

  Everyone thought, isn't this just nonsense? It's clearly a case of serious illness with no cure. But no one dared to speak out and call Lan Sheng's words absurd. There are many deceivers under the emperor's feet, but there are also many wise people, and what he said was pleasant and auspicious. If they were to say it wasn't right, then that would be cursing the young master to die quickly. Who would dare do that? The gaze of everyone shifted from Lan Sheng to the sick young master, all curious about what he would say next.

  The sick young master's eyes, which seemed to be closed in meditation, had narrowed into slits, without any black pupils, but only two white lines.

  "Is the young master rolling his eyes?" Lan Sheng asked.

  The person in the shop almost fell to the ground, she was obviously ill and about to collapse, how could she be rolling her eyes?

  "Cough, cough... Although I heard Miss's words were quite exaggerated, I wouldn't go so far as to turn a blind eye to kind words. It's just that my eyesight isn't good, and this way I can see a bit more clearly... Cough, cough!" This time he coughed for a while.

  The little girl looked worried, holding the jade gourd and stamping her foot, saying, "Young master, don't bother with her, it's almost time to take medicine, if you don't go back now, Hongdou will scold me."

  "So, Young Master thinks he's going to die?" The crowd looked at her with such incredulity, Lan Sheng was calm. Life and death are normal, be joyful when alive, worry when dead, no need to avoid it.

  "I will soon be gone from this world." The sick young master also spoke calmly.

  "Is that so?" Lan Sheng had another thought, still not holding back his words, "Since the young master won't live long, let's consider today a good deed, and after death, he can be reborn with longevity."

  The two of them discussed life and death with unchanged expressions, but caused the faces of those around them to turn pale one moment and white the next.

  The pea head was so angry that she couldn't speak, and rushed to Lan Sheng, "You... you... how can you be like this? You actually cursed my family's young master!"

  "Peas." The sick young master closed his eyes, seemingly holding back a cough, and after a while said, "This miss didn't curse me, it was I who first said I wouldn't live long. Birth, aging, illness, and death are natural laws, rather than fearing them, why not welcome them with joy?"

  "The young master's heart is as vast as the ocean." Lan Sheng sincerely praised.

  "I've been ill for a long time, and my heart has always been narrow-minded. I don't dare to accept Miss's praise. Let me put it this way, compared to doing good deeds..." Suddenly taking rapid breaths several times, after calming down with great difficulty, the sick young master continued, "Miss, your peach wood hairpin can be sold to me, and I'm willing to pay 29 coins."

  Lan Sheng fell silent, his phoenix eyes narrowing tightly, but he felt that this sickly and weak young master was hard to fathom.

  "Hey, my young master wants to buy a broken hairpin. It's your good luck for today, if you don't want it, then forget it! Tell this kid to get out of the way, or else... Hmph!"

  This bean and the flower at her house are a perfect match, is it that being a concubine is the way to go? Lan smiled and thought, what's the point of thinking so much, she had already proposed using the hairpin as payment for the meal, it would be the same even if it was given to the sick young master. Without saying more, she picked up the wooden hairpin from the table and personally handed it over to the sick young master.

  Peas took out a handkerchief, with a look of disgust on her face. "I don't even know if you wash your hair regularly, how can my young master...with such dirty things?"

  Everyone's eyes widened as they saw the young master on the bamboo chair stretch out his hand, not only taking away the hairpin from Lan Sheng's palm but also putting it into his pocket and patting it, giving off a strange feeling that he seemed to have confirmed its safety before being at ease.

  The pea pouted, its face red with rage, as its master was stripped of his dignity in public. In the end, it hung its head and muttered to itself, making a low gurgling sound that no one could quite decipher.

  Lan Sheng was stunned, the fingertips that the man had touched for an instant opened up a cool patch in her palm, and she felt her skin turn blue. She took a deep breath, smiled all over her face, restrained the urge to wipe her hand, and covered it with her sleeve.

  "Peas, twenty-nine cents for the young lady." The sick young master tossed down a money bag, turned his face away and no longer looked at anyone, instructing the sedan chair bearer to leave.

  "Off with you!" Pea said to Orchid, "Go home and burn some incense to thank your lucky stars for today's good fortune." Very reluctantly, she slapped twenty-nine copper coins onto the table, not one more or less, then lifted her head high and walked out of the shop.

  Two people were missing, but the shop seemed empty, with no one speaking.

  San Bao, this forgetful kid, ran over and put all the copper plates in his pocket, then fiercely chased the customers away, "You two hurry up and leave, don't come back again, otherwise I'll hit you with a fire poker every time I see you."

  Lan walked a long way under the sun, breaking the half-day silence, "No result, what's the saying about a girl sending a hairpin to a boy?" Wouldn't she have made a mistake in moral etiquette? Like throwing a handkerchief to a man is like privately settling a lifelong matter.

  "The young lady sells hairpins." Nothing is of any importance, and everything is sweet compared to his bitter face.

  Lan Sheng indeed felt a little better, "That's right, so many people saw it, and the money was paid in full. But why do I still feel uncomfortable?"

  "The young lady just snatched half of my pancake." Wu Guo said.

  She said she was stuffed and choked? Lan Sheng said, "No way, I thought you were a happy fruit just now, but now I'm going to starve you for two days." She's a young lady, why can't she be as cool as other masters, but instead she's so timid? Must change!

  No fruit, complexion unchanged, bitter and tired.

  The two returned to Nan Yue Fu, still the same two gatekeepers on duty, who immediately relayed the old lady's orders, telling Miss Lan Sheng to go to the main courtyard as soon as she arrived.

  Lan Sheng thought to herself, "It's probably because I didn't go to pay my respects, so she wants to scold me." But when she arrived at the main courtyard, things weren't as she had expected. The daughters of the Nan Yue manor were all female officials, and even the youngest, Nan Yue Sha, was going to study at the Ming Yue Temple. They didn't have the same restrictions as other wealthy families' daughters, as long as they reported to their elders and brought the right people with them, they could still go out in a proper carriage. Lan Sheng hadn't been able to get up early, but it was just Ou Mei's private opinion, and she had covered it up by saying that Lan Sheng wasn't used to the local water and soil. Later, Old Madame sent someone to invite Lan Sheng, and this lie was exposed, but no one paid attention to it anymore.

  There is something much more serious than Lan's nature of filling his stomach after leaving the house.

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