When Han Xiying saw Zheng Haizhu, she pulled off her veil.
She did not speak immediately, but was ready to concentrate on enjoying the complex and wonderful expression on the other person's face when they recognized her.
She got her wish.
The instant shock in Zheng Haizhu's eyes gave Han Xiying a greater pleasure than when she was lingering with Mr. Gu in her dream.
The fear, helplessness, and humiliation in the court were all deliberately and clearly recounted by the owner, adding to the joy of revenge.
"Sister Azhu," Han Xiying looked at Zheng Haizhu, "A wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, and a dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit. You are just a grass dog, but you think you are a wolf, and you are arrogant. You finally got what you have today."
The verbal ridicule was not enough to relieve her anger. How Han Xiying longed for it. Now, immediately, right away, the ugly Blacksmith Du could obtain Master Tong Xiyu's permission. After months of being horny and thirsty, he could torture her heartily in front of Han Xiying. A bitch named Zheng.
But like Du Tiejiang and the other Tong family wrappers present, she was like a domesticated vicious dog. Although she could show her sharp teeth at any time, she also knew how to look at her master's face and listen to her master's orders.
Tong Xiyu did not show her unwillingness to the Battle of Fushun and her deep resentment towards the Zheng family when she asked for orders in front of Sibeile. She just coldly ordered everyone: "Everyone is gathered, go to Sheshan first, and then go to the seaside." Go and wait to meet the master and my brother."
master? my brother? seaside?
Zheng Haizhu thought to himself, I wonder if Ashan on the other side of Chongming is the "master" or "brother" in this woman's mouth. No matter who it is, it shows that the buck-toothed man in front of him obviously has a high status among the Houjin people. And the whole family was respected and could follow the nobles of Hou Jin to the south.
At this period in history, the only Han people who were highly employed in the Later Jin Dynasty were the Tong family.
She then looked at the man who came with Han Xiying, and was surprised to see that the trousers this man was wearing were the craftsmen's uniforms from her Songjiang Firearms Factory.
She became more and more certain that the stack of pages that Han Xiying had just handed to the buck-toothed woman, most likely Tong, were drawings.
Zheng Haizhu's hands that were cut behind her back gently moved the skirt belt tied around her waist.
When she was captured, the fine steel chisel that Ma Xianglin gave her had been confiscated.
But she also has an apron.
Zheng Haizhu was always on the go. Like most of the hard-working women in Jiangnan, she wore plain clothes and trousers, with only a short skirt tied around her waist to comply with the etiquette of this world and cover the woman's curves from hips to knees.
When Huang Zunsu's wife, Yao, led the students to work-study in the tailoring workshop managed by Versace, they sewed the most popular short aprons.
Yao was very particular about dressing up, and he also loved to be elegant in every detail and to have the air of a scholar. She fell in love with the Wuxi green bamboo carvings on the tobacco bags that Zheng Haizhu exported to Japan, so she asked a craftsman to carve some bats and Ruyi small pieces, embellished them on the apron, and gave them to Zheng Haizhu to wear, so as to teach her how to pursue convenience and neatness. , and not too shabbily dressed.
At this moment, Zheng Haizhu's wrists were bound, but he could still exert force on his palms and fingers. She silently endured Han Xiying's fierce pushing and tearing off the green bamboo decorations one by one, letting these fluttering gadgets fall to the ground silently in the darkness.
Tong Xiyu ordered his men to dispose of the body, and hung the cloth banners recently issued by Songjiang Prefecture on the door to indicate that there was a pox epidemic in the store, and guests coming and going should not knock on the door to enter the store.
Everyone touched the nearby river and got on the supporting oar boat.
This ghostly wooden boat in the dark night slipped into the Maoshui River and stopped at the foot of Sheshan Mountain not far away.
"Ah Ying, you lead the way," Tong Xiyu said, naming five or six people, then turned around and ordered Blacksmith Du and another servant guarding Zheng Haizhu, "You watch the goods and people carefully, don't touch the goods, let alone the people."
The two slaves agreed.
Han Xiying felt dissatisfied. Tong Xiyu didn't seem to hate Zheng Haizhu as much as she had shown before, but she still walked to the front obediently.
She understood that she didn't have such a big reputation to make her master, Tong Xiyu, personally go to the Gu family's property halfway up the mountain in order to vent his anger on his slaves to kill people and hunt for their lovers.
She was previously afraid that Tong Xiyu would evacuate Songjiang after getting the blueprints and catching Zheng Haizhu because of the long nights and dreams. She did not want to go to Sheshan to visit her grandmother and mother, so she told Tong Xiyu in a more jealous way that Miao was once a palace servant of the queen, and She was quite favored, and her status was no less than that of several great father-in-laws at that time. It was widely rumored that the old lady hid many treasures given by the emperor in the small courtyard in Sheshan. Therefore, although the small courtyard was built with money from the famous old man, , the Gu family's children who were not born of Miao never set foot there. Only Miao's beloved grandson Gu Shouqian could occasionally go there to visit his great-grandmother.
Tong Xiyu listened, but her face was not showing at that time, but after boarding the ship safely on the Wusong River, she told Han Xiying that Miao's death would not be a problem tonight. If she still got the treasures from the Ming Palace, she could return to Hetuala and present them to the Great Khan. It was even more certain that she, Han Xiying, had broken away from her status as a concubine and was allowed to carry the flag. Han Xiying immediately responded with a knowing whisper: The master's family has made great achievements, so they should leave 50% of the treasure.
The half-moon hangs in the sky like a pale axe.
In the forest at the beginning of summer, insects are noisy, and occasionally the owl chirps, but it also sobs like a ghost, immediately adding a bit of eerie atmosphere.
Not long after hiking up the mountain, Han Xiying pointed to a piece of light in front of her that was not very extravagant and brilliant and said, "That's the courtyard."
Tong Xiyu squinted her eyes to distinguish, and whispered: "There are no other houses around, this old woman looks like a shaman in the Jurchen Mountain Forest."
Han Xiying curled her lips sarcastically, and immediately, there was a look of expectation that no one could see in the dark night.
She continued to lead the way and pushed forward. After a moment, he turned around and reported to Tong Xiyu: "Master, there is a sedan and two mules and horses at the door. It should be Brother Gu who purchased the goods and transported them up the mountain. Brother Gu is indeed here."
Tong Xiyu teased: "Little girl, I see you don't have any evil spirits at this time. You are completely happy about being a bride and your brother-in-law's bridal chamber."
Han Xiying boldly said coquettishly: "Master, the person who deserves to be killed must be killed."
Tong Xiyu smiled, waved her hand, and walked towards the courtyard with her servants.
Everyone paused for a moment outside the silent wooden door, and then divided into two groups to surround the backyard.
Through the cracks in the brick wall in the backyard, Han Xiying saw that the lights in the two bedrooms were still on.
On the window lattice of one of them, a figure was reflected, and an old female voice and a young but low-alcohol male voice could be heard vaguely.
Damn you old lady, dragging Brother Gu to talk so late at night.
But you old thing, you're going to Huangquan Road right away.
"Turn in." Tong Xiyu ordered.
As soon as she finished speaking, the two most agile ones had already jumped up the brick wall. After landing with a "pop", they rushed to the front yard and unbolted the door to let the hostess in.
Han Xiying followed Tong Xiyu closely and rushed into the opened wooden door.
However, only a few screams of "Ahhh" were heard, and the two servants were shot to the ground by crossbow arrows that suddenly flew out.
At the same time, the harsh sound of weapons clashing was heard from the dormitory not far away.
"Keep alive!"
Mu Ruiyun's old but steady voice sounded.
Before Tong Xiyu and Han Xiying had time to turn around and flee, two strong men jumped out of the corridor and kicked them to the ground.
Miao Ruiyun and a young man walked into the moonlight, followed by Liu Shimin.
Han Xiying raised her head.
From a hunter to a prey, she saw with horror that the man was not Gu Shouqian.
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(I'm sorry everyone, I originally wanted to write another two thousand words in the evening, but I have to pick up work at the last minute. I feel particularly sorry for the readers who have always supported me. I have no choice but to make a living writing online articles)
