Kyoto Chang'an.
With King Qin establishing his capital, this place became the center of the world.
Business travelers from various places come and go frequently, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians and tourists.
It also created Chang'an's nine cities and more than one hundred squares, which were extremely prosperous.
Yan Shian is not a big shot in Kyoto, but he is doing well among some local wealthy businessmen. At least, his family has a big business and has many restaurants and workshops under his name.
In the Yan Mansion, the second son Yan Kun was sitting on a chair, his eyes slightly closed, looking like he was enjoying himself.
Behind him, a beautiful maid was relaxing his shoulders.
"Didn't I give you something to eat? Try harder."
Although Yan Kun's tone was lazy, the maid looked extremely frightened and responded abruptly, her tone trembling.
During the shoulder pinching, there were clearly visible blood stains on the maid's occasionally exposed arms.
Not long after, another maid, Queen Xiuxiu, walked in, holding hot tea in her hand.
She seemed to be extremely careful in serving Yan Kun, but she was so lucky that her foot stumbled for some reason, she screamed and fell down, breaking the tea cup and spilling the tea on the floor.
"kindness!?"
Yan Kun opened his eyes and stood up suddenly.
"I'm sorry, young master, I didn't mean to do it on purpose, wuwu."
Wang Xiuxiu knelt on the ground and collected them in a panic. As she talked, she cried out of fear.
"You bitch! You dare to quibble! Do you know how much this tea cup is worth! Do you know how much this tea is worth! I can't afford to pay for it even if it takes your life!"
With a ferocious face, Yan Kun kicked Wang Xiuxiu on the shoulder, and then took off the riding crop from his waist.
This he carried with him to punish his servants.
The latter was kicked to the ground, still begging for mercy: "Master, please spare me, I know I was wrong."
"Spare you? Does your bastard life matter to my young master's hot tea?"
As he spoke, Yan Kun waved his hand and whipped Wang Xiuxiu hard on the back.
The latter screamed in pain, curled up, and was still begging for mercy.
"No begging for mercy! No begging for mercy!"
Under the ferocious force, Yan Kun struck without hesitation, and used all his strength to whip the whip again, hitting her cheek hard. Wang Xiuxiu held her hands to block it, and then whipped her arm hard again, making her She winced in pain.
"I know I was wrong, Master, please spare my life."
The sounds of begging for mercy and screams of pain were mixed with tears. Wang Xiuxiu's clothes had been torn to pieces by the riding whip, and blood stains were everywhere.
Yan Kun is a violent person, even twisted and moody.
This also resulted in most of the servants in the mansion being abused and beaten by him.
He did not stop because of Wang Xiuxiu's begging for mercy. Instead, he became more excited and struck harder.
This kind of ravage formed a sharp contrast with the other party's crying and begging for mercy, which gave him a different kind of pleasure in his heart.
He likes this feeling.
The maid who pinched his shoulders before was so frightened that she burst into tears. She covered her mouth with her hands and squatted on the ground. She was shivering and did not dare to make any sound.
Wang Xiuxiu's head, back, thighs, and entire body were whipped countless times. It wasn't until Yan Kun was tired from the beatings that she took a break to catch her breath, only to find that the other party had stopped moving and was covered in blood.
He was directly beaten to death.
"died?"
Yan Kun was stunned for a moment, then kicked Wang Xiuxiu's body and spat: "Bah! Damn you, you can't help but beat me, you've soiled my land!"
He didn't feel anything because he accidentally killed a maid, and directly shouted: "Come here! Where are all the dead!"
"Master." Hearing his cry, two servants ran in hurriedly. When they saw the scene in front of them, their expressions changed. However, everyone knew Yan Kun's character and did not dare to say anything.
"Go dig a hole in the backyard and bury this bitch." Yan Kun said calmly: "Clean this place again."
"This is, yes." The servant did not dare to look at his face. He could only respond repeatedly, picked up Wang Xiuxiu's body and left.
Yan Kun put the riding whip on his waist, sat back on the big chair, and returned to his previous lazy look: "What are you doing standing there, keep relaxing your shoulders."
"Yes, yes." The maid suppressed her cry, her face turned pale, she bit her lower lip tightly, and her hands trembled.
After this incident happened, Yan Kun didn't take it seriously at all. In his opinion, since Wang Xiuxiu came to his house as a maid, her life and death were under his control. He could kill or chop up whatever he wanted.
A few days later, Wang Xiuxiu's brother Wang Xiaogui came to the door of the Yan family. This was because the maid who pinched her shoulders was from Wang Xiuxiu's hometown and lived in a village near Yuyang. Someone sent a letter to Wang Xiuxiu's family saying that Wang Xiuxiu had been beaten to death. .
Wang Xiaogui had not yet married. He was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. Hearing that his sister had been beaten to death, he refused to obey. As soon as he found Yan's house, he banged the door of Yan's house.
"Open the door! Open the door quickly!"
There was a continuous sound of flapping, and the door was quickly opened. The housekeeper and two servants holding sticks said with a cold expression: "Where are you these wild boys! I'm tired of living! Do you know where this place is!"
"I'm looking for my sister!" Wang Xiaogui stared, wearing coarse clothes and linen with many patches, dressed like a poor boy.
"Who is your sister?" the housekeeper asked patiently.
"Wang Xiuxiu!"
"You are looking in the wrong place, there is no such person here!"
With a clang, the door closed again.
"Open the door! Open the door quickly! My sister is obviously working in the Yan family. Did you murder her with evil intentions?"
"Open the door quickly! Kill for life!"
"Give my sister her life!"
The door was smashed again with a loud bang, accompanied by Wang Xiaogui's constant shouting.
In the mansion, Yan Kun also received the report from his servants and sneered: "What kind of bastard dares to run wild here! Bring a few people and follow me!"
As he spoke, he led a few servants and strode outside.
Not long after, the door opened again, and before Wang Xiaogui could speak, Yan Kun directly ordered: "Break this little bastard's legs!"
After the servants received the order, a swarm of bees gathered around him, each holding a stick and beating Wang Xiaogui violently.
Amid the miserable howls, Wang Xiaogui hugged his head and huddled up, but he was still shouting: "You evil people! Where have you done to my sister! Give me back my sister."
The beating lasted for a while, until Wang Xiaogui's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was dying. The housekeeper came to Yan Kun and said, "Master, just teach this wild boy a lesson. There is no need to kill people outside."
"Yes." Yan Kun nodded, asked the servant to stop, walked to Wang Xiaogui, stepped on his cheek and said: "Little bastard, let me tell you, your sister has a contract with the Yan family and is a maid in the Yan family. Whether life or death is decided by the Yan family, whether you know it or not!"
"Go back quickly! If you dare to make noise again, I will kill you!"
After saying that, he walked away with his servants, and the door was closed tightly again, leaving Wang Xiaogui with scars all over his body.
(End of chapter)
