Tong Fengnian took out a silk handkerchief, wiped the rice cake crumbs from his mouth like a fastidious scholar, walked closer to Aya, glanced at the small bean bag in her arms, and sighed: "My wife only raised one like this last year." She is a girl, but she is a pain in the ass. By the time I get back on the boat, the little girl will be able to walk."
As he spoke, he turned sideways and looked at a leafy camphor tree outside the courtyard, and said in a deep voice: "Little widow, are you well-respected in the village? Two strong men sent by your village owner have been guarding outside the courtyard. , I just saw them roasting rabbits."
Aya stared at him: "Are you a businessman with skills?"
Tong Fengnian sneered: "We old men, how difficult is it to climb a tree?"
He returned to a sincere tone: "I have been watching you for two days, and I estimate that you are indeed not a spy. It is hot, and the two guards have to take a nap and pay no attention to anything. Do you want me to give you a message and let the two guards The younger generation comes into the courtyard and helps you and your mother go back to the village?"
Aya lowered his eyes, his thoughts fluctuating.
In the past few days, while thinking about her responsibilities, she did regret taking the little bean bag with her.
That day, I should have listened to Mrs. Zheng and left the baby in Zheng's village.
She even regretted it with a hint of fear, because she was shocked to realize that she had a weakness after having a baby. She didn't seem to be able to stay focused when performing tasks like Mu Zaohua and others. She felt a little sorry for Zheng. Madam and Manager Wu.
At this moment, Tong Fengnian's words could not calm her heart.
Aya had already seen the camphor tree that Tong Fengnian pointed to, and was convinced that by tying the bean bag to his back, he could step on the dilapidated tables and chairs stacked up in the yard, climb the wall, and then climb the branches. He climbed out of the tree trunk and crawled to the ground.
But the baby can leave, but she can't. She has to guard the little carpenter Ah Shan, who is showing all kinds of strange things.
Aya then raised his head and said to Tong Fengnian: "Boss Huang, go call my two brothers on the farm and take the baby out. If I don't leave, don't teach those gentry masters in Chongming to complain to the county magistrate, saying that we People in Zhengjiazhuang don’t abide by local rules.”
Tong Fengnian shrugged disdainfully: "Then you should coax the baby well. Don't refuse to leave your mother and start crying."
After saying that, he walked towards the courtyard wall shaded by camphor trees.
…
Before nightfall, Aya fell asleep at the base of the wall.
A few hours ago, she hugged her daughter and whispered: "Little bean bag, let's follow the brothers of the Xu family back to the village to find Granny Tang and Sister Hua, eat watery loquats, and drink fresh and slippery mutton soup. Mother, wait. Uncle Ashan will go back soon after he recovers."
Xiaodoubao was more sensible than other children of his age, and he really didn't like being locked up in this gloomy yard, so he didn't cry and lay obediently on the Xu family's sailor's back.
Aya scratched through the cracks in the wall and saw them get off the tree safely. The two sailors from the Xu family walked quickly towards the tidal flats in the direction of the Yangtze River, probably paddling the sampan back to the South Island.
The young mother then loosened her grip and could no longer resist the overwhelming sleepiness. She closed her eyelids tiredly and gradually snored slightly.
The patient in the room opened his eyes in the darkness.
"Don't kill their mother and daughter."
Yue Tuo said softly.
Tong Fengnian suddenly turned his head, knelt down and approached the bed, and said in surprise: "Master, are you awake? Thank God, thank God."
"Don't kill them." Yue Tuo repeated weakly.
"Slave doesn't dare."
Tong Fengnian's tone was humble, but his mind was spinning a few times, and he secretly thought that he had guessed right, the master had taken a liking to the little widow.
Moreover, during the day, the master, who had recovered from the cold and fever, obviously heard the arrangements of his subordinate and the commotion in the courtyard.
He then lowered his head and reported: "Master, don't worry, Miss Aya, we just lend our strength and we will bring her on board safely and safely, so that she can serve the master well from now on."
Yue Tuo's distracted eyes finally focused, showing that the blood of life was once again filling this body.
"Take the baby with you," Yue Tuo ordered, "Pull up the cannon and leave. If you have to see blood, we will kill a few farmers."
"Yes, Master is benevolent and righteous, but the two local guards at the gate of the courtyard will not survive. Master, take a rest for a while, and when you turn around, the slaves will come to carry Master."
Yue Tuo waved his hand and said to go ahead and do it.
Tong Fengnian walked into the night in the courtyard.
He looked up and saw stars twinkling in the sky.
I don’t know if my baby can become a fairy boy in heaven who has no worries about food and drink?
He thought about it and clenched his back teeth.
The price, this is the price of being attached to the Aixinjueluo family.
He had to go to bed with the old and ugly Gege, who also killed his and his wife's firstborn child.
The price he paid was already so high, so he couldn't give up halfway. He wants to follow his uncle and father and become the most powerful Han army flag in Jianzhou Jurchen.
Power, only abundant and high-quality power, can make those costs no longer so tragic.
As for tonight, the two Chongming locals outside the door must not be the only ones who died.
Sibeile Huang Taiji likes to hear all kinds of news about the killing of Akito, especially those who fled back to the pass.
Tong Fengnian was also annoyed by what his men reported about his father and aunt's situation last night.
Damn the Zheng family, damn the Songjiang government, they are so stupid, how could they suddenly lose most of the Tong family's credit?
Under the instruction of a higher-level demon king and driven by the desire to take revenge on his opponent, Yue Tuo, the young master's ban, was not worth mentioning.
Several strange owl calls rang out.
Tong Fengnian twitched the corner of his mouth, took out the rope from his arms, and walked towards Aya.
…
The big yellow dog raised by Zheng Haizhu has been calling the Jade Rabbit since the sunset.
Wu Bondang pushed open the door of Chaiyuan and saw Zheng Shoukuan confronting the yellow dog.
According to Zheng Haizhu's instructions before leaving, Zheng Shoukuan and several intelligence agents from Zhenjiang were sent by Wu Bangdang to take them to Chongming by ship more than ten days before the wedding.
"Guanshi Wu, it doesn't let me go into my aunt's house to rest. It doesn't bite, but how can it be called like that?" Zheng Shoukuan said helplessly.
Wu Bondang walked over, patted the yellow dog on the head, and said harmoniously: "Fool, this is the young master. Your master treats him as if he were his son."
The yellow dog calmed down, tilted its neck, rubbed Wu Bondang's palm, and made a guttural sound.
Zheng Shoukuan then walked into the house, and the yellow dog scurried over again, blocking the threshold and barking loudly.
Zheng Shoukuan chuckled at Wu Bangdang: "Ahem, it seems I didn't understand what you said."
Then he showed a meaningful look: "Manager Wu, this dog is really close to you. How about you sleep in my aunt's house and I will rest in your yard?"
"You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!" Wu Bang Bang scolded in a low voice, sweeping away his cheerful expression.
Zheng Shoukuan scratched his head and handed over his hands to confess.
Over the years, he has often interacted with Wu Bangndang, and he respects and likes Wu Bangndang.
He himself has passed the age of youth and is about to get married to his favorite girl Fan. He regards marriage as the most wonderful thing in the world.
In his heart, he also hoped that Wu Bangdang would not only be his aunt's right-hand man, but also be able to marry her and take care of her and love her. He would not teach his aunt to live alone like this all her life.
Xihu, looking at it now, the relationship between the two of them is still that of a coach and a deputy general.
Just listen to Wu Bangde say: "Ah Kuan, you go to sleep in my courtyard, and I will go to the artillery field. There is a bunk over there where the craftsmen usually rest."
…
The moonlight shines on the peaceful land.
Wu Bondang held a lantern and walked slowly through the village.
During the busy farming season, farmers are very tired from working during the day and go to bed early.
Occasionally, a few houses were dimly lit, and the windows reflected the silhouettes of women doing needlework.
The Suzhou River flows with a rushing sound, like a lowly chanting song in the moonlight.
On both sides of the river, in some places, there are scattered logs piled up. Song Yingxing, who was hired by Zheng Haizhu, was impatient. In just a few days, he had drawn up the first draft of the water hammer machine and was ready to take the carpenter to try it out.
"Miss Zheng always finds the right person." Wu Bond thought to himself.
He stopped and breathed in the refreshing early summer evening breeze that carried Chongming's unique sea smell.
He felt an unprecedented sense of relief.
In this paradise-like pastoral, there is a new atmosphere where both the army and the people are happy. Amei's bones and the plum tree that quickly came to life are placed in such a beautiful world to accompany him.
Wu Bangde stood still for a moment, smiled, and continued walking to the artillery field.
…
"Show me the baby!"
In the darkness, Aya trembled.
Tong Fengnian made a gesture to the servant beside him, and the servant got into the bushes and soon brought out the other two companions.
One of them held a small bean bag that was gagged and struggling.
Aya was about to pounce on him, but Tong Fengnian kicked him to the ground, held the back of his neck, and said solemnly: "I am a man. If I break my promise, I will cut off my children and grandchildren. I told you that your baby is alive and well, did you see it? I want to be clear with you, Master." I have fallen in love with you, and I am willing to take you and the baby to the north to enjoy the blessings. In the future, you will be Xiang Fujin, and your baby will also be able to get a good deal. What a blessing, isn't it? "
Aya struggled to raise half of his face from the grass and stared at the little bean bag. He was so angry and regretful that he burst into tears and asked angrily: "Which of the old chief's sons or grandsons is Ashan?"
Tong Fengnian sneered: "You are indeed not an ordinary Shandong wife. Little girl, you are not Fujin at this moment. I don't need to treat you as my master. I only know that if you don't do what I just said today, this little baby's The neck will be broken in the blink of an eye.”
He lifted Aya up and pushed her in front of his men, allowing the frightened mother to face the frightened appearance of her young daughter.
Two other servants of the Tong family came over and had already changed into the clothes and pants of the killed Xu family sailors.
Tong Fengnian untied Aya's tied hands and let her reach out in an instant and stroke her daughter's little face full of tears.
"Take them to trick them into opening the door, and we'll drag a few cannons and leave." The intruder said with undeniable ruthlessness.
Aya patted her daughter's head, turned around and took a step forward.
She felt that part of her soul was pulling out of her body and dispersing. At this moment, she was like the puppets on the stage who were at the mercy of the puppet show troupe in Zhuangzi.
"Master Zhang, Master Zhang, General Xu's side is being attacked by pirates. Go and gather the troops!"
Aya patted the wooden door of the gun range.
After nightfall, several instructors from the Qi Jiajun would live in a wing in the front yard of the Zhengjiazhuang artillery field and would also be on duty.
Mr. Zhang, who was on duty today, lifted the wooden grille on the door and saw clearly that it was Zheng Haizhu's female steward.
Aya also held up a lantern and shined a light on the two men wearing crimson sailor uniforms and holding steel knives behind them.
"Brothers, get up, there's a Japanese pirate..." Mr. Zhang pulled out the door bolt and shouted after him.
Before he could even utter the word "Japanese love", he felt a chill on his neck. The sharp sting and the warmth of his blood came before the shock, and soon destroyed his mind, and then his life.
"Old Zhang!"
The two companions who ran out screamed, but before they had time to draw their swords, they were knocked down by several powerful crossbows that pierced their chests. In an instant, they were also killed by the wounds that cut their throats.
The devils rushed straight into the yard behind the house in the dark night. In teams of three or four, they carried two small cannons that were usually used for training.
After Tong Fengnian directed them to file out, he grabbed Aya who was standing frozen and stuffed cloth into her mouth.
Aya struggled to find the servant holding the small bean bag.
But what appeared in front of her was a scene that frightened her even more.
The other devils who stayed in the courtyard drove some mules and horses from the artillery field to drag out the cannon cart.
"You guys, go in quickly and pick up the gunpowder, and load it according to the method the master said. Aim better for me, lest the mother's first shot hits that smelly ditch!"
Tong Fengnian ordered.
Aya realizes with despair that they not only want to steal the cannon, but also bombard Zhuangzi.
How could you be so stupid! How could I not think of this!
She threw herself in front of Tong Fengnian and shook her head desperately.
Tong Fengnian smiled condescendingly and said with deep ridicule: "Fu Jin, just watch, I will perform tricks for you."
"Master, be careful!"
Following the shouts of the servants, there was sudden chaos outside the door.
A black shadow scurried in diagonally.
Tong Fengnian instinctively swung his knife to protect his chest.
The shadow flashed past him and rushed into the field, like a whirlwind.
Before anyone could react, they heard the sound of water splashing.
Wu Bondang, who knew the artillery field well, came here tonight, and even if he was suddenly in danger, he could accurately rush to the water tank, take water and pour it on the gunpowder bag.
"Fuck him!" Tong Fengnian roared filial piety.
Wu Bondang did not turn around to meet the enemy, but strode to the other end, quickly climbed onto the wooden frame, held the thick hemp rope tightly, and raised his arms to swing it up.
"Dang...dang...dang..." In the dark night, the sound of the alarm bell sounded in all directions.
Tong Fengnian was so angry that he took the servant's crossbow and aimed an arrow at the figure under the big clock.
Along with the suppressed cry of pain, the figure shook violently, but did not fall to the ground.
"Dang...dang..." The hemp rope continued to shake, and the bell was still ringing.
Not far away, on the sea surface of Chongming South Island, Zheng Haizhu managed to support his body with his uninjured left arm, moved to the cabin door, and loudly asked Huang Zunsu on the deck: "Is it the bell on the island?"
"It seems so," Huang Zunsu replied with a frown, and then ordered the soldiers on the left and right, "hurry up and row the firewood boat to the island."
On this early night, thousands of miles away in Yanzhou, Mu Zaohua suddenly woke up from her nightmare.
The early summer in Lunan turned out to be so sultry.
She sat up and touched her back, which was covered in sweat.
She listened blankly to the chirping of mosquitoes outside the tent for a while, and then realized that Mr. Wu was dead in the nightmare just now.
(End of Volume 7)
