Chapter 1428 I don't know how to keep a low profile
Chapter 1428 Don’t know how to keep a low profile
Author: Sugar water pineapple
Sixty miles north of Guzhou is the sect of An Qiuwan, the then Daqian Taifu.
The whole clan of the Menzhi'an family moved away to unknown destinations. The whole clan kept a low profile and retired from the world for a while.
As for Menzhi, the two major tea-producing provinces, in the past few years, due to the battles between Tian Dayao and Yun Bozhong, they kept changing hands. The people died, were injured, and fled, and the population was sharp. Reduced by half.
It wasn't until Tian Dayao focused his strategy on Youzhou and other northwest areas that Men Zhi and Ji Di breathed a sigh of relief. However, disasters are easy to create, and the past two years of recuperation could not make up for the original natural and man-made disasters.
In Yushuiyuan Town, south of Guzhou, there are only a thousand or so households for ten miles in the desert. A notice is being posted in the city. It is midsummer, but the notice says it is an autumn harvest order.
Many literate people read the words on the notice aloud, and the government also sent several officials to explain the new tax changes near the notice board.
Compared with before, this year's autumn harvest tax is already very light, but it is still a huge boulder that weighs on the heads of poor families.
In the back alley of a signboard in an ancient street in Beicheng, the sound of a man's breathing became more and more frequent and muffled, coming from the colorful Pavilion of Fragrance.
Qian Fengrong's eyes were red, his speed increased, he strangled the woman's neck with one hand, and hit her face desperately with the other hand.
The sound of a woman screaming in pain made him feel happy in his ears.
"Scream! Does it hurt? Scream, scream!" Qian Fengrong roared at the end, "Scream!"
The woman cried loudly: "Sir, I'm screaming, please spare my life!"
Qian Fengrong didn't show any pity for her, and his hand became stronger and stronger. While beating her to bleed, he finally let out the last sound of joy.
After a while, Qian Fengrong came down and shouted into the air on top of the bed: "It's so cool!!"
The woman was half dead, her eyes were black and her ears were ringing.
"Get out!" Qian Fengrong kicked her out of bed, "I want to sleep, get out!!"
The woman got up shakily from the ground, feeling severe pain all over her body, and supported the wall to go out, not caring about her disheveled clothes.
Several of her subordinates passed by her and shouted outside: "Master!"
Qian Fengrong was exhausted and was about to sleep when he said angrily: "Get out!"
One of his subordinates shouted: "Sir, the Prime Minister has received a letter!"
"Get out, get out!!" Qian Fengrong roared.
The men had no choice but to shut up.
Qian Fengrong slept for three full hours, and it was already dark.
As soon as he came, the little maid who was guarding outside went to call for someone, and the madam came in person to serve him with water and tea.
Qian Fengrong squinted his eyes and leaned on the recliner to enjoy himself. Two beauties were massaging his legs beside him. Suddenly, Qian Fengrong reached out and put a beauty's hand on his thigh.
The beauty raised her eyes to look at him. Qian Fengrong pinched her chin and looked deeply: "Your hand needs to be moved higher."
The beauty didn't feel half happy to be favored by him, but her pretty face turned pale. She hurriedly lowered her head and continued the massage.
The previous subordinates all went to have their own fun. When they heard that Qian Fengrong woke up, they packed up and came over together.
After entering the house, one of his men asked the madam to retreat. Qian Fengrong refused to let the beauty leave. He pressed her hand and stared at her without blinking: "Don't you like serving me?"
The beauty was trembling all over and shook her head: "No, no, I like to serve you very much."
"Then stay and continue."
The beauty suppressed her fear, knelt back and continued massaging with the same strength as before.
"Bah!" Qian Fengrong suddenly slapped her in the face.
Qian Fengrong was extremely powerful. With this slap, the beauty was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
She quickly raised her head to look at Qian Fengrong, covered her face and stepped back.
"Come back!" Qian Fengrong shouted violently.
The beauty crawled away tremblingly, and Qian Fengrong raised his hand and gave her another slap in the face: "When you serve me, you have to smile, don't make a sad face like you are mourning!"
The beauty nodded and tried her best to smile: "Yes, Master."
"continue."
"yes."
The beauty continued to rub it, trying hard to hold back the tears that were welling up in her eyes.
Qian Fengrong then looked at his subordinates and asked them to speak.
Separated by a wall, the holes in the wall completely conveyed the movement next door.
Liang Jun's face looked extremely ugly and he was filled with disgust. His fingers on the table were clenched into fists.
Zhai Jinsheng sat next to him, picked up a pen to write, and pushed it to Liang Jun: "Forbearance."
They heard the sounds next door clearly, and their voices could also be heard by the people next door.
Liang Jun frowned and raised his pen to write: "This bastard should be punished with the most heinous punishment!"
Zhai Jinsheng replied: "Young master is coming, it is not too late for retribution."
Liang Jun raised his pen: "I will definitely stab him!"
At this moment, Qian Fengrong's scolding came from the next door: "You know that I don't know much about literacy, how can you let me read this letter? You just read it, no, you just say it, what did he write in the letter!?"
One of the men said: "Yes."
Zhai Jinsheng and Liang Jun stopped communicating and looked at each other.
The subordinate said: "The Prime Minister said in the letter that he will arrive on June 23rd. General Zhuo Xilie and others were killed by him on the road because they disobeyed him. He also took away a young lady whom the general sent to serve him.
For the sake of my adopted daughter, the letter finally told the general not to miss the fireworks alleys anymore in these days, to recharge his batteries and make preparations for his great cause and the world."
Qian Fengrong said: "June 23rd, there are three days left."
"Um."
"I sent a total of eight people. I can't remember how many men and how many women. Who is the young lady he adopted as his adopted daughter?"
The subordinate said: "The letter didn't say that."
Qian Fengrong said nothing.
After the formation was quiet, his subordinates said: "General Zhuo Xilie... is dead. I wonder how the Prime Minister did it."
Qian Fengrong snorted coldly: "You don't understand this. He wants people to die. That's very simple!"
The subordinate said: "Yes, will he do the same to you one day..."
"Damn you!" Qian Fengrong shouted and interrupted him, "What are you talking about? You bastard, how dare you provoke Prime Minister Xie and me?!"
The subordinates knelt down on the ground in horror: "No, no, sir, listen to me, there is nothing wrong with taking precautions before they happen!"
"How dare you say that!" Qian Fengrong stood up and kicked him on the head.
His movements were too fast and the force was too great. His subordinates couldn't even scream, and they fell into the corner of the wall in an instant. The force was applied to the head, and the cervical vertebrae twisted, killing him instantly.
"Ah!" the beauty whispered and quickly covered her mouth.
The other subordinates looked at their companion who was instantly transformed into a corpse, all expressionless.
"This is what will happen," Qian Fengrong said angrily, "Let me see who dares to stir up trouble in front of me next time!"
The subordinates said in unison: "Sir, calm down! We don't dare!"
Liang Jun and Zhai Jinsheng looked at the wall with cold scorn and sarcasm on their faces.
It was precisely because Qian Fengrong couldn't learn to keep a low profile and was arrogant wherever he went that he was found by them.
Thinking about it now, given Qian Fengrong's behavior, I'm afraid they are not the only ones who have found him.
