Xu Aliu limped over and said bitterly: "Brother, this foreigner named Niu is bullying your brothers!"
Qiu Wanliang ignored him, and turned to a calm tone, saying to everyone calmly: "Let's all disperse, go back to the den and wait. I have a new woman today, so I will go back and ask Zaojang to deliver wine to the brothers. .Everyone, have a few sips and have a good sleep."
The gangsters cheered in response and dispersed one after another like fishes and crabs crawling on the ground.
After Xianza retreated, Qiu Wanliang's face sank, and he scolded Xu Aliu: "You bitch, my brother introduced by Mr. Cui, how dare you be so offensive? Go kowtow to Master Niu and admit your mistake."
When Xu Aliu heard his boss mention the names of the people in the capital's palace, he knew that nothing would come out of his trouble.
He had been following Qiu Wanliang since he was sixteen or seventeen years old. He had been very loyal and had gone through life and death in the past ten years. Now that he was seeing his army getting bigger and bigger, he naturally counted on his elder brother to give him a good promotion.
Unexpectedly, just after the New Year, the position of the second boss was actually taken by this brat in his early twenties.
This man surnamed Niu was good at martial arts and horse riding, but because of his background, Xu Ahliu suddenly took over the throne. How could Xu Ahliu not complain?
Today, for no apparent reason, Xu Aliu's complaints turned into resentment when he publicly lectured and humiliated the girl who was supposed to let him have a good time.
Just because he thought that Niu Chengzhong's backer was the powerful eunuch in the palace, Xu Aliu was afraid of causing trouble to his eldest brother, so he swallowed a breath of bad breath, walked to Niu Chengzhong, knelt down and kowtowed, and then stood up. Pointing at the two daughters Han and Zheng who were hiding in the shadow of the stable, he replied to Qiu Wanliang in a rough voice: "Brother, I have checked it. This girl is the eldest lady of the Han family in Songjiang Prefecture. Her name is correct, Han Ximeng." .”
Qiu Wanliang said he was giving Niu Chengzhong face, but in his heart he really felt sorry for Xu Aliu and waved him back to his nest to rest.
Immediately, Qiu Wanliang walked up to Han Ximeng expressionlessly, stretched out his hand to pinch her soft and smooth chin, leaned towards her with a foul mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Han, you will have a bridal chamber with me tonight. If you dare to seek death, , regardless of whether you are dead or not, I will strip you naked, put you on a boat, and transport you to the busy dock at the top of Songjiang Prefecture. I will ask all the officials, civilians, and common people of Songjiang Prefecture to come and see the true appearance of the great beauty of the Han family. You, the Han family, must not be able to suppress the dignity of your ancestors' coffin for once."
Han Ximeng's ancestor was Han Qi, a famous official in the Northern Song Dynasty.
After the Song Dynasty moved south, the Han family did not decline. From Hangzhou Prefecture to Songjiang Prefecture, they were still a wealthy family, and the women in the family also read poetry and books. Han Ximeng's parents died young, and her uncle and aunt treated her favorably. In addition to her knowledge, she also developed an independent personality. Since he passed the age of 18, Han Ximeng has often behaved in deviant and treacherous ways regardless of the secular world. He is very different from the mediocre daughters of ordinary wealthy families.
Therefore, even if he encountered a sudden disaster, Han Ximeng still managed to hold on for a breath.
It was only at this moment that she finally heard clearly that the bandit boss was not asking the Han family to extort money, but was trying to taint her innocence. Her disgust and fear surged over her, and her eyes immediately burst into tears, which were restrained by Qiu Wanliang. A whimpering sound came out of his beautiful mouth.
Seeing this, Zheng Haizhu stepped forward resolutely and knelt at the feet of the gangster leader with a bang. Humility mixed with serious anxiety, he begged: "Your Majesty, I may not be able to do it tonight. My young lady is having her menstrual period."
Qiu Wanliang frowned and immediately let go of Han Ximeng.
They are bandits and make a living by licking blood at the edge of a knife. It is unlucky to mention the word "bloody", so women's menstruation is also very taboo.
Qiu Wanliang looked around and called a woman who was mixing bean cakes for the horses. She was the daughter-in-law of an old gangster. Like other low-level female relatives in the gangster's den, she cooked during the day and came to feed the horses at night.
"You, pull her into the shed and see if she has any traces of childhood." Qiu Wanliang said solemnly.
The mother-in-law agreed, holding a small oil lamp and pushing Han Ximeng towards the stable.
Zheng Haizhu wanted to follow, but Niu Chengzhong, the second boss, raised his whip and blocked him gently.
"Did the boss say he would let you in?"
His tone was still indifferent, not threatening or provocative.
Zheng Haizhu stopped. This time, the man was only half a step away from her, and she smelled the faint scent of mint on his body.
Soap?
After Zheng Haizhu traveled to the Ming Dynasty, he saw the high-quality soap in Jiangnan merchants. It was like the small green tangerine Pu'er tea balls of later generations. It was spherical and had the aroma of mint or jasmine.
Today, whether he was forced to have "close contact" with Xu Aliu or passed by other gangsters, all Zheng Haizhu could smell was the disgusting smell of sweat. And this second master, not only still wears a moon-white shirt with a cross-collar collar on a hot day, but he also uses the best soap?
Just now, the bandit leader Qiu Wanliang mentioned the words "Husband Cui", and he said it to Xu Ahliu in a low voice. Of course Zheng Haizhu, who was separated by the second boss at a distance, couldn't hear it.
Zheng Haizhu became more and more curious about the second-in-command of the gang who helped him along the way and was outstanding in his hygiene habits.
Over there, the bandit leader Qiu Wanliang was taking from the hands of his bodyguards a new gadget that had only been introduced to Jiangnan in the past two years - a copper hookah pot.
He took two sips leisurely, glanced at Zheng Haizhu, and said to Niu Chengzhong carelessly: "Second brother, eldest brother is not a stingy person. This little girl has good looks and seems sensible and obedient. But tonight, she She can't live happily with you, she has to appease her young lady. In a few days, on the wedding day, eldest brother will also order someone to send her to your bed, haha."
Qiu Wanliang's words were so vulgar and explicit that Niu Chengzhong calmly turned his eyes to observe Zheng Haizhu's expression.
Trapped in a bandit's den, hearing obscene words, how come this woman never shivered in fear?
She doesn't look like a cowering rabbit in a cage, but more like a cat hunting at night. She had been watching and exploring secretly since Xu Aliu was escorted here just now, and now she seemed to be listening attentively, wondering what the mystery was.
After a brief daze, Niu Chengzhong suddenly understood why he felt so familiar with this woman.
Yes, in his memory, the eyes of his most beloved relative, the mother he admired so much, were filled with such composure and alertness before he attacked a powerful enemy at night and before the sword was unsheathed.
