Hsu Fengnian, who had played the game of seizing the sparrow and collecting the water, laughed and said, "It's just acrobatics."
Liu Qingzhu's slender finger touched the porcelain bowl, then she rubbed her willowy eyebrows and said in surprise, "It's just acrobatics?"
Hsu Fengnian did not answer and asked, "How did you enter the stronghold?"
She did not dare to drink the bowl of wine. After thinking for a while, she said with a smile, "My complaints are too much and it hurts my liver and intestines. Let's not talk about it."
Xu Fengnian was not tactful enough to get to the bottom of it. "Your man?"
She rolled her eyes. "You really want to know?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and said, "Forget it."
Hsu Fengnian did not want to hear about it. Instead, she spilled the beans from a bamboo tube, but her tone was indifferent. "He was dead, a useless scholar. When his family was destroyed, a man in the stronghold found him an eyesore and used an iron spear to crush his stomach. Afterwards, I was betrothed to a third party by Han Fang. Before we even consummated our marriage, that hero could not control the thing in his crotch and hurriedly wanted to have sex in the wild. My dress had already fallen to my calves and I waited for half a day naked. Only then did I know that a big shot from the Devil Cult was passing by and bumped into him and smashed his head. The Devil Lord saw that I was somewhat beautiful, so he showed great mercy and took me as his exclusive property. I followed him to that majestic sect. I was probably considered a concubine maid. I served him with a few foxes for half a year. When he got tired of playing with me, he sent me back. Fang Dayi and the others only had evil intentions, but they did not have the guts. If they wanted to be the concubine of that Great Devil Lord, they had to be alive, right? Otherwise, do you think a pretty widow like me could have lived until today? Even if I could have lived, I probably would not have had the strength to stand up straight in broad daylight. Serving men, especially those who were full of brute force, was very physical work. Now that he thought about it, back when he was in a place like the Imperial Palace, it could be said that he had seen a paradise on earth. He had not suffered for nothing. You see, you've brought up the topic. This old lady is really heartbroken. Let's change to another bowl of wine. This bowl is filled with evil energy. I'm afraid that I'll fall into your trap and really enter the bridal chamber with you. At that time, this old lady won't suffer any losses. You're just a newborn calf, and your head will be smashed by that devil's palm. You'll be a white puddle like soy milk.
Hsu Fengnian pushed the wine bowl over and asked calmly, "What sect is this? Why is it so influential?"
She said sarcastically, "Young Master Xu, you haven't even heard of Shen Men's thatched hut? How dare you travel to Mount Liuyi to study? "
Hsu Fengnian laughed, "Shen Men's thatched hut? It sounds like a righteous sect that leans towards Confucianism. "
Qing Zhu 'niang took a sip of wine. Seeing that there was no one around, she said, "Han Fang's nickname is the Qilin General. Which eye of yours saw that he looked like a Qilin? Do you really think he's the State Preceptor of Beimang? Zhang Xiucheng is known as the Thunder Lord, but I've never seen him summon thunder. Song Kui, who was beheaded on the execution field this time, was also called the Cauldron Carrying Heavenly King. Isn't that a self-proclaimed title? With his small body that swayed in the wind, it's hard to say if he could carry this old lady who's over ninety kilograms. He only knows how to use some lowly poisoned hidden weapons. Therefore, Shen Men's thatched hut, although it's called a thatched hut, is actually similar to the Emperor's residence. There's gold and jade everywhere. I don't know how they earned the money. Even the latrines are more imposing than the residences of the leaders of the strongholds on the mountain. I've never really been to the Imperial Palace, but I think it's not far off. "
Hsu Fengnian nodded and then asked, "Qing Zhu 'niang, you're more than ninety kilograms, right? You should be around fifty kilograms."
The woman was embarrassed and angry, "Can't I eat seven to eight kilograms of beef today?"
Hsu Fengnian dismissed it with a laugh.
The woman looked at the sky and said, "Oh you, don't treat Mount Liuyi as a child's game. It's not a place where you can come and go as you please. We're all elites. If we don't have some skills, we won't be able to stand firm. Go, leave behind something for me so that I can give an explanation to Han Fang and the others. I'm no longer the Guanyin Goddess who saves people in distress, nor am I a woman who's at the age of her first awakening of love. You can't be confused just because you have a good appearance. If you don't want to part with the sword you're carrying, take out some silver and treat it as a loss to ward off disaster. Han Fang gave me an ingot of gold to reassure those poor brothers of his who can't take the next meal. I'm just trying to pretend to be a rich man in front of you. This stronghold has long been ruined. "
Hsu Fengnian really did take out a stack of banknotes from his bookcase and put it on the table. He smiled and said, "More than a hundred taels. Is this enough?"
She raised her eyebrows and tapped the banknotes with her fingers. She laughed and said, "You're really a rich man. With your wealth, as long as your family's wealth isn't thin, you'll be worshipped as a spendthrift and a god of wealth in the stronghold. As long as they don't suck your blood dry, your life will be guaranteed. Just now I worked so hard to put on a show, but it turns out that I've been thinking too much. Xu Lang, where are you from? Are you really a scholar who traveled to study? "
Hsu Fengnian teased, "I'm from a small family in Gusai Prefecture. There are so many aristocratic families there that they're as numerous as the hairs on an ox. If you don't have the surname 'Ding', you'd be too embarrassed to go out and greet people. You can't even lift your head. I didn't expect you to have one or two hundred taels of silver here and become a rich man. If I'd known earlier, I'd have come here earlier to show off.
She glanced at the glib-tongued scholar and said sarcastically, "You've been peeking at me for a long time and you don't dare to touch me?"
Hsu Fengnian, who was caught red-handed, shook his head and said, "I'm not that kind of person."
After she got up, she patted her chest, either intentionally or unintentionally. The charming scene of her trembling made the man want to run over and hold her in his pocket, afraid that she would drop it because it was too heavy. Hsu Fengnian still kept his head down. Qing Zhuniang didn't know whether to roll her eyes or give him a coquettish look. She left with a smile. There were no waiters to help her in the wine shop, so she had to work alone. There were always trivial matters that she couldn't finish. Afterwards, the scholar with the sword and the book on his back didn't plan to go up the mountain. After paying more than a hundred taels of silver, he sat down at the fork at the foot of the mountain. He moved the table to a shady place under the eaves and took out a geography book from his book chest. He asked Qing Zhuniang for a plate of salted peanuts, a bowl of cooked beef, and a jar of wine. He sat there from noon until dusk. Qing Zhuniang didn't treat him as a guest of honor. She made a careless meal and ate it, then asked him what his plan was. Xu Lang said that he wanted to stay here for a few days and pondered over how to maintain a mountain stronghold. He also asked her about a lot of trivial matters, such as how to make money and make money, how to recruit people, and how to win people's hearts. She even asked him if he wanted to cultivate a vegetable garden on the mountain when there were no killings or robberies. She didn't hide anything from him. After all, it wasn't a big secret. If this young scholar was a secret agent from the government and came here to scout for information and pave the way for the armored soldiers to enter the mountain to suppress the bandits, she wouldn't be afraid. If the mountain stronghold was razed, she could just go back to the thatched hut of Shen Men and work like a cow or a horse. To her, who didn't care who died? There was no one in the world that she was willing to collect.
He could also pass the time at night, so he took two benches and slept through the night. In the house, Qing Zhuniang tossed and turned for half the night before she fell asleep. When she got up in the morning, she looked at herself in the bronze mirror. No matter how she tried, she couldn't get rid of the dark circles under her eyes. When she saw the energetic guy sitting there holding a book, her eyes were full of resentment. She didn't know whether she was angry at his shamelessness or angry that he was worse than a beast last night. He didn't even knock on the widow's door. Although she didn't know how to open the door, at least it proved that she still had some beauty. She snorted coldly and walked to the village with the banknotes that he gave to the village. After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't take one or two banknotes. However, she didn't spit out the ingot of gold that was in her mouth. This group of men were freeloading on food and drink, so this money should be hers. The village where Han Fang lived was not far from the mountain, more than ten li away. However, the mountain road was not as flat as the official road. Fortunately, she was used to it and didn't find it too strenuous. After all, she was no longer the delicate girl who lived like a princess and didn't touch anything.
Han Fang politely accepted the banknotes and was very polite. She even personally served him a pot of tea. Lu Dayi, who was practicing in the mud martial arts field, stared at the young widow's buttocks and then looked at her tired expression. The man, who looked uncouth but was actually very thoughtful, had a strange look in his eyes. He was jealous and sneered in his heart. Reckless young man, you even dared to eat this thorny woman. Do you think you can just leave after eating her? Yesterday, when they went up the mountain, Military Counselor Zhang said that this kid might have some martial arts skills, but it was only Sheerah's Kung Fu. Could he withstand the pressure of the big devil in the thatched hut with one finger? This Bodhisattva could single-handedly trample over a few stockades without taking a break.
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