After the meal, Young-niang was busy cleaning up the house. Yang Ling held the teapot and watched her busy. He was restless. Too corrupt, too depraved! He felt like he was committing a crime. A man who enjoyed himself so much would be punished in his era!
The punishment came soon. Yang Ling stood up and walked out with a face full of shame. He wanted to beg Young-niang to allow him to wash the dishes and sweep the floor. The door was kicked open and a cold wind hit his face. Yang Ling just raised his head and saw a white figure flashed in. Then a heavy punch landed on his shoulder. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Yang Ling staggered and stood still. He saw a man and a woman standing at the door. They were Ma Ang and his sister. Both of them were dressed in mourning clothes. Ma Ang's face was red and full of anger. Ma Lian 'er was like a white lotus with dew on it. But her picturesque face was as dark as water. Her bright eyes stared at Yang Ling with contempt.
Yang Ling was confused and said, "Brother Ma, Miss Ma, what are you doing?"
Ma Ang scolded, "You ungrateful dog, who wants to be your brother?" As he said, he rushed forward and punched again. Yang Ling did not know martial arts. How would he dare to fight with him? He just took two steps back. Han Youniang had already flashed past him and met Ma Ang's fist and palm.
The outer hall was not big. Ma Ang's fist and palm were big and powerful. They shrouded the whole space. Han Youniang stood firm, she did not evade or evade, her slender palms flew up and down, using her delicate grappling skill she did not retreat.
Yang Ling did not know why the brother and sister came to find trouble with him. He was just punched by him. Now he saw him fight with Young-niang without saying anything. He could not help but get angry.
Ma Ang's fist was overbearing and powerful. If Young-niang's petite body was hit, he warned loudly, "Ma Ang, we can talk. If you dare to hurt Young-niang, I will not let you go!"
Ma Lian 'er had been watching from the side with a cold expression. Hearing his vicious words, her brows furrowed. Her body flashed, and she flashed past the two people fighting, heading straight for Yang Ling. Her willow twig like delicate and graceful body, when she moved, she was actually very strong and vigorous.
Han Youniang was very anxious. Although she was angry at this man for punching her husband, she knew that the brother and sister were good friends with her husband. So she still showed some mercy. Ma Lian 'er flashed in. It was too late for her to stop her. She crouched down and avoided Ma Ang's fist. She took two chopsticks from the stove and put them under Ma Ang's throat. She shouted, "Stop!"
Ma Lian 'er rushed to Yang Ling's side. She stretched out her wrist and grabbed Yang Ling's arm. Her right hand took out a dagger from her waist and put it on his throat. She looked up and saw her brother being restrained by Han Youniang. She was shocked.
Han Youniang turned her head and saw Yang Ling being restrained. Her chopsticks tightened and she shouted, "Let go of my husband!"
Ma Lian 'er also shouted at the same time, "Let go of my brother!"
Both of them were startled. They stared at each other and no one was willing to let go.
Yang Ling secretly took a breath to prevent his throat from being cut by the dagger. He then said to Han Youniang, "Young-niang, let go of Brother Ma!"
Han Youniang was worried, "Husband, but you …"
Yang Ling stared at her and said in a manly manner, "Let go of him!"
Han Youniang pouted and helplessly put down her chopsticks. Ma Lian 'er sneered and said, "What an awe-inspiring man! You think I don't dare to kill you? "
Yang Ling helplessly said, "There must be a crime for killing. Yang Ling has never offended the brother and sister. Why do you want to kill me? " Although he did not know why the brother and sister were so angry, there was no killing intent in their eyes, so he was very sure.
Ma Lian 'er raised her left hand and raised Yang Ling's arm a little higher. The sharp knife was at his throat and Yang Ling did not dare to bend down. He groaned in pain and Han Youniang felt sorry for him. However, her husband was in the enemy's hands and she did not dare to move. Ma Lian 'er gritted her teeth and sneered, "You did help my brother, but did the Ma family not treat you well? You … Why are you such a bully? "
Yang Ling was curious, "Miss Ma, I still don't know what I did wrong. Can I tell you?"
Ma Ang angrily said, "My father passed away and you are now the county's Deputy Prefect? My father's corpse hasn't even gone cold yet, but in order to curry favor with General He and the Army Supervisor from the capital, you want to drive us siblings out of the Relay Commander's Office. How can there be someone as heartless as you in this world? "
Ma Lian 'er said in a trembling voice, "Even if you want us to move out of the Deputy Prefect Office, we have only been here for a month and are not familiar with this place. In the end, we only asked to borrow a room in the Deputy Prefect Office to build a funeral hall for my father, but we were all rejected by your subordinates. The tea cools when the person is gone. As for you, surnamed Yang, I, Ma Lian' er, have misjudged you!"
She remembered that day in front of Swan Goose Brothel, she had been moved and had lamented to Yang Ling, "Returning my husband with tears, I regret not meeting him when he was not married." How could she have known that the only man she had ever admired and liked was such a cold-hearted person? And the people of the Deputy Prefect Office were so snobbish and heartless? She couldn't help but feel her heart ache.
Yang Ling was stunned. A moment later, he cried out in grievance, "Brother Ma, Miss Lian 'er, when did Yang do such things? Uncle Ma died on the city wall and I am very sad. But the army just arrived today and I have just taken over the affairs of the Deputy Prefect Office. I don't know many things, and I have been running all day and am exhausted. I had wanted to go pay my respects tomorrow. What chase you out of the Deputy Prefect Office, do you think I am that kind of person? "
Ma Ang angrily said, "There is no knowing what kind of person you are. Who knows what kind of person you are?"
Hearing this, Ma Lian 'er stilled and slowly let go of Yang Ling's hand. Her bright and beautiful eyes stared straight into his eyes. She asked word by word, "You didn't?"
Yang Ling looked back at her without fear and slowly shook his head. He said, "I didn't!"
Seeing the sincerity contained in his clear eyes, Ma Lian 'er believed him. She smiled bitterly and said, "There are people and there are people. Maybe it was those petty officials who used the tiger's power. My brother and sister were rash and disturbed you. Ge, let's go! "
She lowered her eyes and walked past Yang Ling with a dejected expression, leaving behind a wisp of delicate fragrance. Yang Ling could not help but remember the first time they met, she was in high spirits.
Ma Lian 'er's father had always lived in Liaodong. Ma Lian' er grew up there. Not only she was proficient in horsemanship, she also knew the Tatar language. Her temperament was like a Tatar woman, straightforward and generous, very different from the women of the Central Plains. Ever since they met, this was the first time Yang Ling had seen such a weak and helpless expression on her face.
Yang Ling could not restrain a warm feeling in his heart; he pulled her arm and said, "Wait a minute, Uncle Ma called me his virtuous nephew, so I can be considered his junior. I still don't know the details, can you tell me?"
Ma Lian 'er turned her head around; her limpid eyes swept over his hand. Yang Ling promptly let go. He was in a hurry and forgot that in this era, casually grabbing a woman's arm was an extremely rude thing to do.
The originally tense situation was resolved because of the mutual trust and tacit understanding between Yang Ling and Ma Lian 'er. Under Ma Ang's indignant gaze, Ma Lian 'er told him what happened. Turned out that in the afternoon, the petty official at the courier station received Yang Ling's order to prepare several good rooms, so he went to the last courtyard of the courier station and ordered people to vacate the rooms of Official Ma and the Ma siblings, leaving them for the high-ranking officials from the capital. This small courier station had never had any high-ranking officials, so the best rooms were those few.
When Ma Ang and his sister learned of their father's death, they ran to the top of the city wall to collect the corpse, so they did not know about this. When they rushed back, the rooms had already been vacated. Ma Ang was so angry that he slapped the petty official several times.
Ma Ang's father had only been in office for a month, so he had not yet accumulated the prestige of an official. The petty official originally wanted to gently persuade them to move into a side room to deliver the message, but after being slapped several times, he was infuriated. He called for a courier and chased them out.
Ma Lian 'er remembered that her father's corpse was still on the cart at the entrance, so she suggested to borrow a room to set up a mourning hall. The petty official was furious, so he used the excuse that the mourning hall would be a hindrance to the sight of a superior official living here, so he refused.
The pitiful Ma siblings were still the masters of the courier station in the morning, but in the evening, they were homeless on the streets. The two of them brought a corpse with them, and even if they went to an inn, the inn would not accept it. When they were in a state of panic, they remembered that the ingrate was Yang Ling, so they angrily came to the door.
Han Youniang was already soft-hearted, and she had personally experienced the feeling of losing a loved one, and being bullied by others. Tears welled up in her eyes when she heard this, and she looked at her husband with a pair of tearful eyes, hoping that he would help the brother and sister. She had long forgotten about the brother and sister's rudeness just now.
Yang Ling was also very angry when he heard this. He said to Ma Ang, "Brother Ma, Uncle Ma treats me like a nephew, so leave this matter to me. Consider it my filial piety to the old man. I will accompany you to set up the mourning hall. Tomorrow morning, I will bring my colleagues to pay our respects to Uncle Ma! "
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