Chapter 218 The figure reflected on the window lattice
When Han Xiying saw Zheng Haizhu, she pulled off her veil.
She did not speak immediately, but was ready to concentrate on enjoying the complex and wonderful expression on the other person's face when they recognized her.
She got her wish.
The instant shock in Zheng Haizhu's eyes gave Han Xiying a greater pleasure than when she was lingering with Mr. Gu in her dream.
The fear, helplessness, and humiliation in the court were all deliberately and clearly recounted by the master, adding to the joy of revenge.
"Sister Azhu," Han Xiying looked at Zheng Haizhu, "A wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, and a dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit. You are just a grass dog, but you think you are a wolf, and you are arrogant. You finally got what you have today."
The verbal ridicule was not enough to relieve her anger. How Han Xiying longed for it. Now, immediately, right away, the ugly blacksmith Du could obtain the permission of Master Tong Xiyu. After months of being horny and thirsty, he could torture her heartily in front of Han Xiying.
The bitch named Zheng.
But like Du Tiejiang and the other Tong family wrappers present, she was like a domesticated vicious dog. Although she could show her sharp teeth at any time, she also knew how to look at her master's face and listen to her master's orders.
Tong Xiyu did not show her unwillingness to the Battle of Fushun and her deep resentment towards the Zheng family when she asked for orders in front of Sibeile. She just coldly told everyone: "Everyone is gathered, go to Sheshan first, and then go to the seaside."
Go and wait to meet the master and my brother."
Master? My brother? The seaside?
Zheng Haizhu thought to himself, I wonder if Ashan on the other side of Chongming is the "master" or "brother" in this woman's mouth. No matter who it is, it shows that the buck-toothed man in front of him obviously has a high status among the Houjin people.
Moreover, the whole family was respected and could follow the nobles of Hou Jin to the south.
At this period in history, the only Han people who were highly employed in the Later Jin Dynasty were the Tong family.
She then looked at the man who came with Han Xiying, and was surprised to see that the trousers this man was wearing were the craftsmen's uniforms from her Songjiang Firearms Factory.
She became more and more certain that the stack of pages that Han Xiying had just handed to the buck-toothed woman, most likely Tong, were drawings.
Zheng Haizhu's hands that were cut behind her back gently moved the skirt belt tied around her waist.
When she was captured, the fine steel chisel that Ma Xianglin gave her had been confiscated.
But she also has an apron.
Zheng Haizhu was always busy, and like most working women in the south of the Yangtze River, she wore plain clothes and trousers, with only a short skirt tied around her waist to comply with the ethics of this world and cover the woman's curves from hips to knees.
When Huang Zunsu's wife, Yao, led her students to work-study in the tailoring workshop managed by Versace, they sewed the most popular short aprons.
Yao was very particular about her dress, and she also loved to be elegant in the details, showing her scholarly spirit. She fell in love with the Wuxi green bamboo carvings on the tobacco bags that Zheng Haizhu exported to Japan, and asked the craftsmen to wither some bats.
Ruyi's small piece was embellished on the apron and given to Zheng Haizhu to wear, so as to teach her that no matter how convenient and neat she is, she would not dress too shabbily.
At this moment, Zheng Haizhu's wrists were bound, but her palms and fingers were still able to use strength. She silently endured Han Xiying's fierce pushing, and managed to tear off the green bamboo decorations one by one, letting these fluttering gadgets drift all the way in the darkness.
It fell silently to the ground.
Tong Xiyu directed his men to dispose of the body, and hung the cloth banners recently issued by Songjiang Prefecture on the door, indicating that there was a pox epidemic in the store, and guests coming and going should not knock on the door to enter the store.
Everyone touched the nearby river and boarded the oar boat to meet them.
This ghostly wooden boat in the dark night slipped into the Maoshui River and stopped at the foot of Sheshan Mountain not far away.
"Ah Ying, you lead the way," Tong Xiyu said, naming five or six people, and then turned around and ordered Blacksmith Du and another servant who was guarding Zheng Haizhu, "You should keep an eye on the goods and people. Don't touch the goods, let alone the people."
The two slaves agreed.
Han Xiying felt dissatisfied. Tong Xiyu didn't seem to hate Zheng Haizhu as much as she had shown before, but she still walked to the front obediently.
She understood that she did not have such a high profile that her master, Tong Xiyu, would personally go to the Gu family property halfway up the mountain in order to vent his anger on his slaves by murdering people and hunting their lovers.
She was previously afraid that Tong Xiyu would get the blueprints and capture Zheng Haizhu and evacuate Songjiang due to the long nights and dreams. She did not want to go to Sheshan to visit her grandmother and mother, so she told Tong Xiyu in a more jealous way that Miao was once a palace servant of the queen, and
She was quite favored, and her status was not inferior to that of several great father-in-laws at that time. It was widely rumored that the old lady hid many treasures given by the emperor in the small courtyard in Sheshan. Therefore, although the small courtyard was built with money from the famous old man,
, the children of the Gu family who were not born of the Miao family never set foot there. Only the grandson Gu Shouqian, who was loved by the Miao family, could occasionally go there to visit his great-grandmother.
Tong Xiyu listened, but her face was not showing at that time, but after boarding the ship safely on the Wusong River, she told Han Xiying that Miao's death would not be a problem tonight. If she still got the treasures from the Ming Palace, she could return to Hetuala and present them to the Great Khan.
She, Han Xiying, was freed from her status as a concubine and was allowed to carry the flag, which made her even more confident. Han Xiying immediately responded with a knowing whisper: The master's family has made great achievements, so they should leave 50% of the treasure.
The half-moon hangs in the sky like a pale axe.
In the forest at the beginning of summer, the sounds of insects are noisy, and the chirping of owl and owl is heard from time to time, but it also sobs like a ghost, which immediately adds a bit of eerie atmosphere.
Not long after hiking up the mountain, Han Xiying pointed to a piece of light in front of her that was not very extravagant and brilliant and said: "That's the courtyard."
Tong Xiyu squinted her eyes to distinguish, and whispered: "There are no other houses around, this old woman looks like a shaman in the Jurchen Mountain Forest."
Han Xiying curled her lips sarcastically, and immediately, there was a look of expectation that no one could see in the dark night.
She continued to lead the way and pushed forward. After a moment, she turned around and reported to Tong Xiyu: "Master, there is a sedan and two mules and horses at the door. It must be Brother Gu who purchased the goods and transported them up the mountain. Brother Gu is indeed here."
Tong Xiyu teased: "Little girl, I see you don't have any evil spirits at this time. You are all happy about being a bride and your brother-in-law's bridal chamber."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Han Xiying boldly said coquettishly: "Master, the person who should be killed must be killed."
Tong Xiyu smiled, waved her hand, and walked towards the courtyard with her servants.
Everyone paused for a moment outside the silent wooden door, and then divided into two groups to surround the backyard.
Through the gap in the brick wall in the backyard, Han Xiying saw that the lights in the two bedrooms were still on.
A figure was reflected on the window of one of them, and an old female voice and a young but mellow male voice could be heard vaguely.
Damn you, old lady, dragging Brother Gu to talk so late at night.
But you old thing, you're going to Huangquan Road right now.
"Turn in." Tong Xiyu ordered.
As soon as she finished speaking, the two most agile ones had already jumped up the brick wall. After landing with a "pop", they rushed to the front yard and unbolted the door to let the hostess in.
Han Xiying followed Tong Xiyu closely and rushed into the opened wooden door.
However, only a few screams of "Ah!" were heard, and the two servants were shot to the ground by crossbow arrows that suddenly flew out.
At the same time, the harsh sound of weapons clashing was heard from the sleeping room not far away.
"Keep alive!"
Miao Ruiyun's old but steady voice sounded.
Before Tong Xiyu and Han Xiying had time to turn around and run away, two strong men jumped out of the corridor and kicked them to the ground.
Miao Ruiyun and a young man walked into the moonlight, followed by Liu Shimin.
Han Xiying raised her head.
From a hunter to a prey, she saw with horror that the man was not Gu Shouqian.
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