When we arrived at the Laibin Building, we heard that a wealthy businessman held a wedding banquet and picked up the beauty from Xifan. It would take several days for her to come back.
Hu Fuchang's temper got worse again, and he grabbed the bustard by the collar: "Does that bitch think that I don't look good when I walk?"
The old madam apologized and said, "How could it be possible? Mr. Hu is so charming and generous. All the girls in our building are eager to receive Mr. Hu."
Hu Fuchang was so blown away that he felt relaxed and relaxed.
The madam said: "Why don't I call you another girl?"
Hu Fuchang: "Okay, let's make do with it."
A few days later, he asked someone to hitch a carriage and go out early. From a distance, he saw a fair-skinned beauty with a tall nose and deep eyes being helped into the carriage in front of the guest building.
Just a glimpse of it from a distance made him fascinated.
He gritted his teeth and thought: "Damn it, I'm not going to be picked up again."
Hu Fuchang was anxious and just urged the driver to go faster.
It's just that this section is the most prosperous area of Yingtian Mansion. There happens to be a temple fair today, and it is the noon time when there are the most people.
The streets are full of people, how can we go fast?
Sure enough, when they arrived, the carriage had already gone in the other direction.
The madam from Laibin Building said: "Oh, Mr. Hu, it's really unlucky. The girl has just been picked up."
Hu Fuchang caught the old bustard and slapped him twice: "Make a note, if the girl comes back, you must ask someone to inform me. I will give you double the price. Who am I? I am the son of Hu Weiyong. This guest building is my home. Yes. If you don't see her again, I will whip you with a riding crop."
The old madam was beaten to tears, but she still forced a smile on her wrinkled face: "That's right, that's right, Mr. Hu, calm down, you will definitely see the girl when you come back tomorrow."
Hu Fuchang could only put down his hands, cursed and walked away.
He had a bad night and drank a few more drinks.
The servants dared not call him.
He slept until the afternoon.
By the time he left, it was too late.
But he was not in a hurry, since he had told the Madam.
The madam would definitely not dare to let the girl receive other people again.
When they arrived at the Laibin Building, the old madam clapped her hands and said, "Oh, Mr. Hu, look at what happened. I thought Mr. Hu wouldn't come today. Just now, a young man gave the girl a piece of fine blue velvet material, and the girl followed him. The young master is gone. I can’t stop the old lady."
The other party is also a member of a wealthy family. If she, a madam, dares to stop her, she will only get beaten.
Besides, she didn't want to stop him.
Hu Fuchang was so angry that he picked up the whip and wanted to beat the bustard.
The madam screamed and hid in.
An acquaintance couldn't stand it anymore and advised him: "Hey, Brother Hu, it's useless for you to beat the madam, why waste your time. The girl just left half the time of the incense stick and went west. You might as well chase her quickly, maybe you can still get her The girl chases her back."
"Damn it, I've given you shame. You dare to steal a woman from me. Even if you steal her once, you'll do it again and again. If I don't snatch the beauty back today, I won't be Hu Fuchang." Hu Fuchang got excited and jumped on the carriage. He said to the coachman, "Chase me. If you can't catch up today, I will whip you."
The driver didn't dare to delay, so he immediately slapped the horse's butt hard.
The horse was in pain, neighed, spread its hooves and ran away.
The carriage sped through the bustling market.
Pedestrians were frightened and fled.
Hu Fuchang stretched out his head and saw a carriage in front of him, and said excitedly: "Over there, hurry, hurry! Bastard, what are you doing to eat, so slow?"
The coachman gritted his teeth and jerked the horse hard.
The horse went crazy and ran as fast as he could.
Hu Fuchang shouted to the carriage in front: "That bastard in front of you. Wait a minute. I told you to stop, do you hear me?"
The carriage paid no attention to him.
Hu Fuchang took out his whip and whipped the coachman: "Damn it. Go after him and get closer. I have to whip the bastard a few times."
The coachman turned to the side, trying to keep pace with the car.
Someone seemed to groan, something shook when the wheel hit it, and then Hu Fuchang suddenly became quiet.
"Oops, someone fell down."
"It's hitting someone. Stop it."
Hearing the horrified shouts of passers-by, the driver reined in his horse and turned around. Then he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his lips went numb and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Hu Fuchang lay motionless in the market, his head smashed into a bloody gourd, and his original appearance was no longer visible.
The setting sun behind him was bright red, dyeing everything with a strong blood color.
Someone whispered: "Why is the sunset so red today?"
"Yes, it's an ominous sign, a bloody disaster."
Hu Weiyong came back from Zhongshu Province. He heard crying before he entered the door, and he kept muttering in his heart: Who is crying blindly. Who did Hu Fuchang hit again?
When he went in, he saw a bloody man lying on the ground. Mrs. Hu sat slumped on the edge with disheveled hair and had cried until her voice became hoarse.
Hu Weiyong's hands and feet were cold and his face turned pale: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Mrs. Hu pointed at the coachman and shouted hysterically: "Ask him, it's all his fault. Chang'er went out fine and came back like this. My Chang'er. My heart and soul. My only son, you. What will I do if I die?"
Hu Weiyong's eyes were wide open and his look was very scary.
He grabbed the coachman and his face was distorted: "Are you sent by Zhu Chongba to kill my rear? Tell me, are you?"
The coachman kowtowed: "Master Hu, please spare your life. The young master asked the villain to chase a carriage. Unexpectedly, he fell off the carriage himself. The car ran too fast, so... the villain really followed the young master's wishes."
Hu Weiyong went crazy, grabbed the driver's neck, smashed his head to the ground, and muttered: "I have no son. You can't live either!! You absolutely can't live!!"
The slaves were so frightened that they scattered and hid.
Mrs. Hu also forgot to cry and looked at Hu Weiyong blankly.
No one dared to stop him.
The driver struggled desperately, but was unable to withstand Hu Weiyong's frantic attack.
When Hu Weiyong finally became weak, he let go.
The driver's head was also bloody and bloody, and he had long since lost his breath.
Hu Weiyong staggered back a step, stared at the coachman, and suddenly realized that it seemed inappropriate for him to directly kill someone like this.
He waved to the butler who was avoiding him: "Tell everyone in the house to keep quiet. Ask his family to take him back, give them some money, and send him away quickly."
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The coachman's family did not dare to cry in Hu's house, so they took the people and money and went back.
It's just that this coachman was the only labor force in the family. Now that he dies, how will the old and young live their lives?
This thief Hu Weiyong indulged his son in riding a horse through the market and fell to his death. But he wanted to take it out on my son and actually beat him to death.
Is there any royal law or heavenly law in this world?
The more his mother thought about it, the sadder she became, and she discussed with her daughter-in-law: There is only one person in the world who can cure Hu Weiyong, and that is Lao Zhu.
But they couldn't see Lao Zhu.
what to do?
