Jeune Premier ministre, un ermite

Chapitre 8

She quickly washed and dressed. She had already learned how to tie her hair with a crown from Dieyun, but her hair was still a mess. Seeing this, Dieyun couldn't help but lend a helping hand, gathering a handful of her long, glossy black hair into a bun at the top of her head, revealing her smooth, jade-like forehead, and then crowning it with a white coarse cloth crown. Clean and refreshed, she finally ended her disheveled look of the past few days.

The crown was sewn by Dieyun last night. It was simple and elegant, and it was placed on top of the bun on her head. It covered the bun in the front and back, but deliberately revealed the black hair on the sides. It was neither old-fashioned nor stilted, but rather generous and beautiful. I didn't expect Dieyun to have such skills, to be able to make an ornament that even someone with her excellent taste would praise.

She changed into a freshly washed white coarse cloth long gown. The day her injury healed, Dieyun took out her only four pieces of clothing and let her choose two, but she only chose a black one. Dieyun forced her to choose another one, so she had no choice but to choose this white one again.

After she changed her clothes, Dieyun came in and threw her a wad of white silk.

"What is this?" Wei Zijun asked curiously.

"You're just going to go out like this?" After saying that, Dieyun quickly glanced at Wei Zijun's bulging breasts, her face burning.

Thinking of that day when spring light suddenly appeared, and the smooth touch, my breathing became disordered.

"What can this do?" Wei Zijun's gaze was drawn to the white silk in her hand, and she kept turning it over and over, completely unaware of Dieyun's gaze.

Seeing the person's dull reaction, Dieyun mustered her courage. "This is the cloth you wrapped around your chest when you came." Her face was already flushed red as she finished speaking.

"Hmm? Wrapped around the chest?" Wei Zijun pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized.

It seems she was taken off while receiving treatment. Does that mean I was disguised as a man on the battlefield?

Seeing that the arrow holes had been sewn up and the three broken pieces of the white silk had been mended, she suddenly remembered that when the silk was removed, she must have been completely exposed, and she was instantly filled with shame. To be stared at so openly without even realizing it was truly humiliating.

Even though it was this little brat looking at him, he felt embarrassed thinking that he was twenty years old after all.

Fortunately, Wei Zijun had a strong heart. Instantly, she pretended not to know anything, which was her best way to deal with awkward situations. No matter what embarrassing things happened, she would pretend nothing was wrong, so others wouldn't see her predicament and would lose interest in teasing her.

She thought that Dieyun would tease her when she saw her blushing, but unexpectedly, Dieyun's face was even redder than hers, almost as red as a monkey's bottom. Her awkward and embarrassed appearance was nothing like the arrogant person she usually was.

Looking at the thing in her hand, she really didn't know how to use it, but when she saw the straps sewn on it, she understood.

After everything was arranged, a young man of boundless elegance and extraordinary handsomeness, possessing an androgynous beauty, appeared before Dieyun. Every gesture exuded nobility.

However, the coarse cloth of the garment revealed the owner's true nature.

Seeing Wei Zijun step out with his hands behind his back, Die Yun was first stunned, then clapped his hands and laughed: "This person has the air of a refined gentleman, either rich or noble, but his coarse clothes betray him. Anyone can tell at a glance that he is a poor pedant who likes to show off."

Wei Zijun wasn't annoyed. She genuinely liked the coarse cloth clothes; they were loose and comfortable to wear. What others thought was none of her business.

"Huh? Why are you dressed so neatly? Do you want to come out with me?" Wei Zijun saw Die Yun stretching here and there, looking all vain.

Last night, Dieyun tried her best to stop her from leaving the valley, but who could stop her once she made up her mind? If she hadn't been able to stick to her own opinions, how could she have achieved such extraordinary success? Just look at her private shops and businesses; before investing in any of them, weren't there people who were skeptical? But after rational analysis, she still persisted according to her own ideas, and afterwards, her booming businesses proved her extraordinary decisiveness.

To succeed, one must sometimes cover one's ears and do things. This is one of the rules of success she summarized, and it also cultivated her decisive and resolute character.

Unable to stop her, Dieyun insisted on going with them, but accidentally her master overheard their argument. Unexpectedly, her master did not stop Wei Zijun, but said, "It's alright, we have to go out eventually. It's good to go and see first."

I had already planned to go today, so Dieyun got up early and got ready as well.

“If I don’t go with you, I might get kidnapped without even knowing it.” Dieyun rolled her eyes at Wei Zijun.

He was indeed worried that Wei Zijun's appearance was too conspicuous. Although she was dressed plainly, she seemed to glow. Even if she was in a crowd, she would be spotted at a glance. If she attracted so much attention, what if some lecherous man discovered that she was a woman?

"Don't worry, who I might abduct is still unknown! Or, how about I abduct a beautiful young woman to be your wife?" Wei Zijun saw Dieyun's blushing face as she wished.

Is there any place in this world that Wei Zijun can't find? Considering the world she's seen before, going abroad is like walking through a kitchen for her, let alone a small city like Lucheng.

"Dieyun, you're not allowed to go out." The two of them finally got Juyun Sou into an argument.

"Why not? Master!" Dieyun asked in dissatisfaction, having finally gotten a chance to go out with Wei Zijun.

"Liu Yunde is currently in Lucheng," Juyunsou said helplessly.

"So what if he's here?" Dieyun said, her voice trembling with emotion.

"He knows you're still alive and is determined to find you to avenge the massacre of his family. Alas! It's all your father's fault."

"Master, I don't want to hide anymore. Let your disciple go and meet him. What does it matter if I die in battle? I don't want to be a coward anymore!" Dieyun shouted excitedly.

"Stop talking nonsense! You are not allowed to go out today!" Ju Yunsou tried his best to control his tone.

"Are you worried about Ziju going out alone?" Dieyun asked excitedly.

"Zijun's abilities are beyond your imagination." Juyun Sou's tone seemed to be certain that Wei Zijun could handle everything.

Dieyun stood there for a long time, her eyes filled with disappointment, sorrow, and resentment. Finally, she turned and ran out.

“Master, he…” Wei Zijun was unsure whether she should chase after him and try to persuade him.

"Never mind him. Ziju, take this money." Juyun Sou handed over a purse.

"Master, how much is this? How much stuff can this buy?" Wei Zijun poured it out and saw that it was two pieces of silver.

"Two ounces is enough to prepare two tables of fine food and drink."

"Master, I don't need that much. What can I buy with one coin?"

"A steamed bun."

"Then give me two coins, sir, I can just buy a steamed bun for lunch."

"Fool! What can two coins do? This is the master's order, take it all."

"No, Master, if you let me take it all, I'd rather not take a single coin."

The old man of Juyun had never seen such a stubborn disciple before, and in the end, he conceded defeat. Wei Zijun, to put her master at ease, also gave him fifty coins.

After listening to her master's instructions, Wei Zijun went to the courtyard to look for Dieyun. After searching for a while without finding her, she stepped back into the house.