The look in Jiang Pingdai's eyes always made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
Jiang Pingdai was like a parasitic mangy dog in Jiang Mansion. He did not do his job and had no livelihood. He relied on Jiang Pingsheng to work as a small official in the household department. He worked hard at the beginning, but became more and more tired in the end. In the end, he simply
With a flick of his hand, he came back and continued to be the second master of the Jiang family.
But to say he is the second master is actually very shameless.
Jiang Pingdai is idle on weekdays, he likes to hang out in gambling houses, and he bullies the maids and servants in his house. He can't get a wife even at his old age. If he is too bad, he will be looked down upon. If he is too good, others will look down on him.
Now he is almost forty, and he still stays with Jiang Pingsheng for nothing, living in a small courtyard in the southwest.
Jiang Pingsheng's wife, Mrs. Zhuang, really couldn't bear to have such a mouthy person in the family who only knew how to eat and cause trouble. Over the past few years, she had been marginalized and provoked step by step, and in the end Jiang Pingdai was left with a big head.
Da Tou has been running out these days and hasn't come back yet. The servant has no way to talk to Da Tou and can't stay in the house any longer, so he specially found an excuse to go out for a walk.
But nothing is getting better on the streets. Nowadays, the streets are becoming more and more depressed and deserted. People would rather stay at home and do nothing to save their energy and avoid getting hungry all of a sudden. They don't want to go out and cause unnecessary trouble.
When the servant was thinking about what to do when he got back, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and covered his mouth. At the same time, the other hand grabbed his neck and dragged him back.
The servant's eyes widened: "Uh-huh...Uh-huh!!"
The servant used his hands and feet to struggle wildly, but the opponent's strength was too great and it was of no use.
He was dragged to the corner of the back alley.
The big man with his face covered pulled out the dagger, squatted down and gestured in front of the servant.
Several women passed by carrying baskets, their faces turned pale with fright, and they stood there stunned.
"Get out!" The big man turned around and scolded them, "What are you looking at? I'll dig out your eyeballs!"
The women ran away quickly and said softly: "Let's go, let's go!"
The servant didn't even dare to call for help. He leaned tightly against the corner and looked at the shining tip of the knife.
"Is that him?" The big man raised his head and looked at the other corner, "Isn't this the guy that Second Master Jiang asked us to kill?"
The servant glanced at where he was looking, but before he could see anything, the big man handed over his knife: "What are you looking at? You're looking for death!"
"I don't dare, I don't dare..." the servant said with a cry.
"It's really him." The big man said to the corner over there, "Okay!"
As he spoke, he raised his dagger high.
A stone was suddenly thrown and landed on the big man's head, neither light nor heavy.
"Ouch!" The big man shouted in pain and jumped up angrily: "Who? Who?!"
He looked towards the path on the other side and pointed the dagger in his hand: "Okay, you little bastard! Stop! Stop! I'll kill you!"
Cursing, he strode towards that place.
The servant was still paralyzed on the spot, swallowing hard, his limbs were weak and unable to move, his ears were buzzing, and his head was blank.
A long time passed and he couldn't get up.
Two heads, one big and one small, poked their heads up and down at the corner of the path.
Lao Tong frowned: "This guy is too cowardly, why don't you go back? If you don't go back, are you really waiting for me to kill him?"
"You are too fierce," Xia Zhaoyi said, "You scared him. His hands and feet have no strength."
"What should we do? Shall I go and make amends to him? How about I knock him unconscious, carry him back and throw him at the door?" Lao Tong said seriously.
"No, no," Xia Zhaoyi laughed, "but please don't. I'll buy him some new clothes when I have the chance to make amends."
After waiting for a while, the servant finally got up.
As soon as he got up, he suddenly burst out with astonishing speed and ran in panic towards the back door of Jiang Mansion.
"I finally left," Lao Tong said.
"Let's go too." Xia Zhaoyi raised his head, "The branch leader is so happy that he is worried."
"Well, let's go!"
The servant slammed the door and happened to meet a few servant women preparing to go out. Seeing him like this, the servant women asked him what was wrong.
The servant didn't dare to say anything, so he found a corner and squatted down crying, not daring to come out.
This Jiang Pingdai actually wanted to kill him and silence him.
Now he can only wait for Jiang Pingsheng to return home and go directly to find Jiang Pingsheng.
The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, the servant cried and trembled.
When we went back to Qiliqiao, it was already getting late.
Zhi Changle was sitting on the stone pillar at the door, stretching his neck and looking intently.
As soon as he saw Lao Tong and Ah Li appearing, Zhi Changle hurriedly ran over: "Ah Li!"
When he saw the two chickens in Lao Tong's hand, he was overjoyed: "Where did you buy them?"
"How many do you guess?" Lao Tong asked.
"How many?"
Lao Tong made a gesture: "Three coins."
"Three dollars!" Zhi Changle was dumbfounded, "It's so expensive!"
"Everyone has worked hard today," the child on the side smiled, "Eat a chicken to replenish your health, and put the other one in the chicken coop first. I will send it to you tomorrow to repay the favor."
"Lian Fei Pavilion?" Lao Tong asked curiously.
"Yes, Lian Fei Pavilion." Xia Zhaoyi nodded.
"Let's go," Zhi Changle took the chicken from Lao Tong's hand, "Let's go in first, eating is important."
Because there is an extra chicken for extra meals, the chicken needs to be killed, boiled water and plucked out its feathers.
The old man seemed to be very particular about plucking chicken feathers, so Zhi Changle simply left it to him and cooked a few dishes of side dishes.
Xia Zhaoyi went to the cellar, Lao Tong went to take a nap, and Pang Yi stood guard at the cellar door.
Lu Qianhai was leaning in the corner, his official uniform had been stripped off, and he was wearing Zhi Changle's clothes.
Hearing the noise, he opened his eyes and looked.
The girl dressed as a boy holds a candle in her hand and stands in front of her looking at him.
"Evil boy." Lu Qianhai said feebly.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "I heard you peed your pants."
Lu Qianhai's face was gloomy and his eyes looked coldly to the other side.
"Let's see if you still want to call me evil boy," Xia Zhaoyi lit several candlesticks on the surrounding earthen walls, put the candles on the table, sat down and said, "If you call me evil boy once in the future, I will
It's fair to mention that you peed your pants once."
"If you want to kill me, kill me. What do you want to do to me?"
"Master Lu, in order to escape, did not hesitate to bear the humiliation and bear the burden of changing himself into a pair of pants. How could he be willing to die?" Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile.
"Evil boy!!!" Lu Qianhai suddenly shouted angrily.
Xia Zhaoyi took out the confession letter from his sleeve and unfolded it folded and folded: "Master Lu will have company tonight, but we come first, then we arrive. Master Lu, do you want to sign the pledge first?"
"Evil boy, you will die badly!" Lu Qianhai gritted his teeth.
Xia Zhaoyi paused, his eyes became confused, and he slowly looked towards the candlelight on the table.
Isn’t it a good death?
How did she die before? She must have died a bad death before.
Those severe pains of having her skin and flesh rubbed away would probably leave a long, long trail on her flesh and blood.
