Chuzhou, Xiangcheng.
It was night, in the Zhao family's deep house, the spacious square was full of voices and brightly lit.
Zhao Yuanwai of Chuzhou is willing to do good things and treats money like dung. There are not a few people who have received his favor in the Chuzhou rivers and lakes.
Mr. Zhao has a wide range of friends. He not only often invites these people in the Jianghu to have a banquet, but if any hero travels in the Jianghu without money, he will generously donate his money and never mention the word "return".
In the eyes of these people in the rivers and lakes, this is naturally a manifestation of Bo Yuntian's righteousness, and many people recognize him as a friend in their hearts.
Strange to say, although a lot of money is spent every day, the Zhao family's business is getting better and better, and it is getting bigger and bigger. Those who don't know will probably sigh that Zhao Yuanwai is good at doing business, but those who really know the inside story, most of them He poohed secretly, disdainful of his dirty tricks behind his back.
At this time, in the depths of Zhao's house, more than a dozen Jianghu men talked and laughed loudly, and drank freely. From time to time, servants of Zhao's family brought good wine and dishes for them to eat and drink.
Surrounded by the crowd was a shrewd man with a goatee.
The man has a pair of triangular eyes, wears an official uniform, and his face is not outstanding. Although he dare not say the whole Chuzhou territory, but in this Xiangcheng, no matter whether he is a person in the Jianghu or a government official, no one knows that this is the man. "Good charity" Zhao Yuanwai
"Brother Zhao, it's my brother's fault this time. I failed to do a good job for my brother. I will punish myself. I hope my brother will not blame me." Muscles bulging, he cupped his hands to Yuanwai Zhao, took up the bowl of wine in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.
Zhao Yuanwai showed guilt on his face, and said: "Brother Qin, don't talk about it, brother is wrong about this matter, I don't know that woman is so powerful, even Zhu Butcher and the others are all planted there, if I knew she was so difficult Deal with it, brother will never let brothers put themselves in danger!"
Without being pretentious, he filled the wine bowl in front of him, lifted it up and looked at the crowd and said: "This bowl of wine, I apologize to my brothers, and please promise my brother that you will not trouble that woman again. What's wrong, brother, I feel uneasy!"
Everyone immediately raised their bowls to express their feelings, they would not risk their lives again, but if the woman bullied her, they would not stand idly by, and would definitely help her brother.
Member Zhao looked embarrassed on the outside, but he finally let go of his heart.
After all, this is the border of Chuzhou. If a dragon comes, it must be coiled, and if a tiger comes, it must lie down. Even if the woman is powerful, can she be an enemy of all the heroes in Chuzhou
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Wu Er followed Li Yi all the way back home, and talked in the room for a long time before leaving.
When he left, he still had a puzzled look on his face. The doubts came from what the county captain just told him.
"Senior Han, Yuanwai Zhao..." Li Yi was still muttering these two names when he walked out of the room.
The past few days have finally freed up, to repay grievances, to revenge...
Xiaohuan was washing clothes in the yard, which was replaced by Li Yi in the morning.
Although the weather is good today, the water temperature is too low. The little maid rubbed it a few times and was about to breathe into her little hands. When Li Yi approached, she saw that her hands were blue from the cold.
"Don't wash it, don't wash it, why don't you know how to add some hot water and then wash it?" Li Yi covered her hands with distress, and Li Yi, who had icy hands, couldn't bear it.
"Grandpa, it's okay, I'll wash it in a while." The little hand was held by the uncle, and it immediately stopped being cold. The little girl was happy in her heart, but her face turned red.
Li Yi stretched out his hand and tapped her on the head, and said, "Listen to my uncle, go back to the house to keep warm, as frostbite will be bad."
Li Yi had frostbite when he was a child, and he suffered from it every year. It hurt and itched, his hands were swollen like steamed buns, and his mother had to spoon-feed him every meal. Later, he met an old Chinese doctor who gave him a folk prescription. I never did it again, but I don't want to relive that feeling in my life.
He drove Xiaohuan into the house to warm himself up by the fire, and if his slender and tender hands had frostbite, it would be unbearable to think about it.
Stretching out his hand to test the water temperature in the basin, he shivered involuntarily, and immediately brought his hand back.
Thinking of Xiaohuan washing clothes in such water temperature every day, I felt even more distressed.
The silly girl couldn't even bear to use hot water, and she didn't know how she survived the previous winter.
Enduring the cold water to rub the clothes, thinking that the temperature has dropped a bit these days, and it is still a bit cold to sleep under two quilts at night, it is time to think of ways to improve the living environment.
After kneading and rinsing the clothes, my hands were freezing. After a while, I took them out of the clean water, wrung them dry, and hung them in the yard.
Looking out through the courtyard gate, Lao Fang and a few men were squatting under a tree, talking about something while spitting.
In the past few days, Lao Fang has complained to him more than once that the life he is living now is almost free, and it seems that he has to find some work for him to meet his requirements.
Under a big tree not far from the door, Lao Fang was telling a few men about "The Legend of Condor Heroes". Show off in front of several men.
Of course, even though he was spitting all over the place at the moment, the story had no beginning and no end, and the attraction was almost zero. If it weren't for the fact that he had nothing to do, no one would want to see him spit here.
Lao Fang saw everyone's bored expressions, two of them even dozed off, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. It's also about telling stories, why can't my uncle do it, but not him
Determined to compete with my uncle, the moment he rolled his eyes, the story immediately took a turn.
"The man heard rustling sounds from the next room through the door, mixed with the sound of splashing water, and the moaning of a woman like silk. gasp..."
When this wonderful story was told, the crowd immediately exploded.
The two dozed off fell asleep in an instant, stretched their necks as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and waited for Lao Fang to speak. The other men were not calm, and their distracted attention was drawn back.
They are all men who don't know a single word, and they usually talk about nasty jokes in extremely vulgar language. After all, Lao Fang and Li Yi stayed in Goulan for a long time, learned a few tricks from the old storyteller, and immediately let these men Breathing became heavy.
The complacent look on Lao Fang's face couldn't be concealed. With a gang of ramming goods, it only took a little skill to lure them into such a situation. They are really bumpkins who have never seen the world.
But he didn't stop talking, and continued: "The man got excited, put his ears on the door, and only heard a 'creak', who knew that the door was not closed tightly, and the man knocked it open, the man was stunned, and saw In the house…”
Lao Fang stopped talking here, and the ears of several men were reddened when they heard Xing Chu, and hurriedly urged: "See what's wrong in the room, tell me quickly!"
"I saw a man sitting on the bed in the room, and a woman on the ground was washing his feet. She moved swiftly, and the sound of water was splashing..." Lao Fang straightened his face, stood up and looked at the men standing behind him, and looked at him with his hands wrapped around him. Li Yi said with a smile, "Grandpa, why are you here?"