"What are you going to do?" Zhao Min didn't have time to stop him at this moment, and the moment he got excited, the injury on his body was affected, and he subconsciously cried out in pain.
Noticing Zhao Min's excited expression, Mrs. Tang knew she had misunderstood after a moment of surprise, and explained with a slight smile: "Sister, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to hurt Mr. Song." After speaking, she raised the dagger in her hand .
"Then why are you drawing a knife when you have nothing to do?" Zhao Min said dissatisfiedly, clutching his aching chest.
"Because I'm going to get some bandages out." Madam Tang carefully inserted the dagger into her clothes as she spoke. There was a crisp sound of silk being torn, and soon Madam Tang blushed and took out a long brocade , "Young Master Song won't dislike you, will you?"
Zhao Min saw at a glance that it was cut from her inner lining, and couldn't help cursing secretly: What a vixen!
Song Qingshu stared blankly at the brocade in front of him. A faint fragrance came from it, and he seemed to be able to feel the residual body temperature on it. He reacted very quickly, and laughed quickly: "Compared to those stinky men's bandages, why would I despise my wife?" What about the fragrant skirt. It’s just that Madam loves you so much, I really feel a little bit ashamed of it.”
Seeing that he didn't care at all, Mrs. Tang was overjoyed, and said with a sweet smile: "Master has saved my life, so I will not repay you too much."
Zhao Min heard goosebumps all over the floor, shivering all over, and quickly turned his head away, looking out of sight and out of mind.
When Mrs. Tang bent over to fix the bandage on his wound, two lumps of snow on his chest were looming through the neckline. In order to avoid distraction, Song Qingshu quickly picked up the dagger that Mrs. Tang put aside and started to play with it.
The scabbard was inlaid with precious gemstones, Song Qingshu didn't think so at first, but when he took it out to have a look, he saw that the blade was as cold as water, and a gust of cold air forced him, he couldn't help admiring: "Good sword."
Mrs. Tang took a look and said with a smile: "Young Master, you are not from the grassland. You may not know it. On our grassland, you will kill me or I will kill you. There is a deep hatred among the tribes, so attacks will happen from time to time. Things. Once a tribe is defeated, the women of the tribe become the enemy's spoils of war."
"The laws on the grasslands are different from your Han people. They don't value chastity very much. Many women will commit themselves to the enemy in order to survive. For example, when Temujin, the great Khan of Mongolia, was weak in his early years, his wife was also captured by hostile tribes. Temujin After accumulating strength for a year, I snatched her back, and it turned out that she was not only pregnant, but also pregnant with the flesh and blood of the enemy."
Hearing her mention of his profuse sweating, Zhao Min snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction, but knowing what she said was the truth, it was not easy to get angry for a while.
Mrs. Tang glanced at her unexpectedly, and continued: "Tiemuzhen is generous, he didn't blame his wife for anything, and he treated that bastard as his own son. It's a pity that not all men in the world are as open-minded as Temujin. ..." Having said this, Mrs. Tang showed a strange look on her face, and fell silent for a while.
Song Qingshu felt strange, and praised her dagger, how could she pull it so far.
Mrs. Tang quickly came back to her senses, and smiled faintly: "And not all the women on the grassland are like Temujin's wife, who are willing to serve their husband's enemies. These women often value chastity very much. If they are captured by the enemy, then hide The dagger on the inside of the thigh is the last line of defense. Either kill the enemy while the enemy is not prepared to avenge her husband. If nothing can be done, then she will commit suicide in advance to prevent her innocent body from being insulted by the enemy. Therefore, this kind of dagger also has another name, It's called 'Chastity Guard'."
Zhao Min suppressed a smile, and looked at the coquettish Mrs. Tang jokingly, thinking that you don't find it ironic to wear a 'chaste guard'? Of course, worried that Mrs. Tang would become angry, Zhao Min didn't say anything.
Song Qingshu came from a later generation, and his views on this aspect were much more open. Hearing the origin of 'Zhenjiewei', there was a slight disapproval expression on his face: "Because the husband's incompetence allows the wife to be insulted, but makes the wife bear the terrible consequences. It's really unfair to women, this 'chaste guard' is really unnecessary."
A look of surprise flashed across Zhao Min's face, as if getting to know Song Qingshu anew, and looked him up and down.
Mrs. Tang was taken aback, obviously thoughtful, and then she said after a while: "Then what if a couple lives a life of love and love, but suddenly some bandits come in, kill the husband, and want to take turns When he humiliated his wife, that wife was powerless to resist, and she couldn't even commit suicide without a 'chaste guard', wouldn't it be even more tragic?"
"This..." Song Qingshu was at a loss for words for a while, but he didn't think of this level, "Madam's words are very true, but I always feel that this 'Zhenjiewei' is really an ominous thing."
Mrs. Tang smiled, looked at the dagger in his hand, and asked, "What do you think of this knife, Master?"
"The cold air is overwhelming, blowing hair and breaking hair, it is really a rare treasure knife." Song Qingshu replied truthfully.
"The treasured sword is given to the hero. Since the young master likes it, I will give this sword to the young master." Mrs. Tang said.
"How can this be? This knife is madam... such an important thing, how can I win love." Song Qingshu never thought that Mrs. Tang proposed to give him her 'Zhenzhen Guard', and was in a hurry.
"Didn't you just say that this is an ominous thing?" Mrs. Tang said, "I'm not lucky, so I'm afraid I can't stop the bad luck brought by this knife. I have to rely on a person with deep blessings like you to resolve it for me. , I also hope that the young master will not refuse."
"This..." Song Qingshu was very embarrassed. She said this all the time, and she didn't accept it for a while, nor did she refuse it.
"Besides," Mrs. Tang said coyly with her eyelashes drooping suddenly, her face blushing, "I don't need this 'chaste guard' in front of the young master."
The atmosphere in the carriage was suddenly tinged with ambiguity. What Madam Tang said had two meanings. One was that Song Qingshu's martial arts were strong, and with his protection, he naturally didn't need this "chaste guard". It implies that if Song Qingshu wants to do something to her, she is completely willing and will not use this 'chaste guard'.
Song Qingshu thought Mrs. Tang was an extremely slutty woman before, but when she saw that she was wearing a 'chaste guard', he was in awe for a while, and his impression of her changed greatly.
He didn't know what Mrs. Tang meant by this move, thinking that if he misunderstood her, wouldn't it embarrass her.
Zhao Min also had a half-smile expression at this time: "Mrs. Tang handed over such an important thing to you, which means she believes in you. Why should you refuse, you are an abrupt beauty."
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but thinking that the Golden Snake Camp might have dealings with the Kingdom of Jin in the future, it would not hurt to make friends with this nobleman of the Kingdom of Jin, so he nodded and said, "If that's the case, then I'd rather obey orders than be respectful."
Mrs. Tang smiled in satisfaction, and tied the cloth strip with her dexterous hands, "It's tied up, sir, don't do strenuous activities in the near future, lest the wound burst again."
At this moment, the carriage stopped suddenly, and it turned out that it had already arrived at Mrs. Tang's mansion.
"It's getting late at this time. I heard that the famous murderer doctor has a weird temper. If I disturb him so late and make him unhappy, I'm afraid it will delay my sister's condition. The two of you will take a rest in the concubine's mansion for a night, and tomorrow morning How about looking for Ping Yizhi?"
Mrs. Tang graciously invited.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, thinking that it would be inconvenient to go to the inn at this time, so he nodded and said, "Then bother Madam."
After returning to the mansion, a group of servants greeted them, Madam Tang ordered to go down to tidy up the room for Song Qingshu and the others, prepare snacks and so on.
Zhao Min looked around and asked in surprise, "Why didn't you see Lord Jiedushi?" It turned out that she just heard that Mrs. Tang was the wife of the Jiedushi of the Chongyi Army, so she wanted to see this Jiedushi. What kind of person can have such a big face, so that the Kaifeng city guard has such an attitude.
"Sister doesn't know something," Mrs. Tang said with a slight smile, "He has been fighting outside all year round, but he rarely lives here."
"That's it." Zhao Min suddenly thought, no wonder you look coquettish, and you don't have any scruples about staying with strange men late at night.
"I feel wronged that you two are resting here tonight. If you need anything, just ask your servants to prepare it, and I will not disturb you two." Madam Tang stayed in the room for a while, then got up and said goodbye.
Seeing that Mrs. Tang arranged herself next door to Song Qingshu, Zhao Min finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried that Mrs. Tang would let the two of them share the same room on her own initiative. Looking at her coquettish and enchanting appearance, she is not as obtrusive as before.
After seeing Mrs. Tang away, Zhao Min leaned against the door and looked at Song Qingshu with a smile that was not a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so popular with women. How long have you been together? She even gave you the most private 'chaste guard' Are you implying that you will go to her boudoir to find her later, she will never refuse."
"It's not you who encouraged me to continue." Song Qingshu said angrily.
"If you're not tempted, it's useless for me to encourage you." Zhao Min snorted contemptuously.
Song Qingshu understood that it was the most unwise to reason with a woman, and with a thought, he decided to bring the flames of war to her, so he lowered his eyes and stared at her thigh ambiguously.
"What do you want to do?" Noticing his gaze, Zhao Min panicked.
"According to Mrs. Tang, some women on the grassland will tie a 'chaste guard' on their inner thighs," Song Qingshu paused, showing a harmless smile, "Then can you show me the princess's 'chaste guard'?" ?" He didn't foolishly ask Zhao Min if she did, and didn't give her a chance to deny it.
As expected, Zhao Min fell for the trap, blushed, and said angrily, "Don't even think about it." The 'Zhenjiewei' was hidden in her most intimate place, how could she take it out for him to play with, wouldn't that be the same as touching her own thigh? .
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