Tong Fengnian took out a silk handkerchief, wiped the rice cake crumbs from his mouth like a fastidious scholar, walked closer to Aya, glanced at the small bean bag in her arms, and sighed: "My wife only had this one last year."
A little girl is a pain in the ass. By the time I get back on the boat, the little girl will be able to walk."
As he spoke, he turned sideways and looked at a leafy camphor tree outside the courtyard, and said in a deep voice: "Little widow, are you well-respected in the village? Two strong men sent by your village owner have been guarding outside the courtyard.
, I just saw them roasting rabbit."
Aya stared at him: "You have skills as a businessman?"
Tong Fengnian sneered: "Young men, how difficult is it to climb a tree?"
Then he returned to a sincere tone: "I have watched you for two days, and I estimate that you are indeed not a spy. It's hot, and the two guards have to take a nap, so they can't pay attention to anything. Do you want me to give you a message and let the two guards know what's going on?"
Will you come into the courtyard and help your mother and daughter go back to the village?"
Aya lowered his eyes, his thoughts fluctuating.
In the past few days, while thinking about her responsibilities, she did regret taking the little bean bag with her.
On that day, I should have listened to Mrs. Zheng and left the baby in Zheng's village.
She even regretted it with a hint of fear, because she was shocked to realize that having a baby had created a weakness. It seemed that she was not able to stay focused when performing tasks like Mu Zaohua and others. She felt a little sorry for Zheng.
Madam and Manager Wu.
Tong Fengnian's words at this moment could not calm her heart.
Aya had already seen the camphor tree that Tong Fengnian pointed to, and was convinced that by tying the bean bag to his back, he could step on the dilapidated tables and chairs stacked up in the yard, climb up the wall, and then climb the branches, along the way.
He climbed out of the tree trunk and crawled to the ground.
But the baby can go, but she can't. She has to guard the little carpenter Ah Shan, who is showing all kinds of strange things.
Aya then raised his head and said to Tong Fengnian: "Boss Huang, go call my two brothers on the farm and take the baby out. If I don't leave, don't teach the Chongming gentry masters to complain to the county magistrate, saying that we
People in Zhengjiazhuang don’t abide by local rules.”
Tong Fengnian shrugged disdainfully: "Then you should coax the baby well. Don't refuse to leave your mother and start crying."
After saying that, he walked towards the courtyard wall shaded by camphor trees.
…
Before nightfall, Aya leaned down at the base of the wall and fell asleep.
A few hours ago, she hugged her daughter and whispered: "Little bean bag, let's go back to the village with the brothers of the Xu family, find Granny Tang and Sister Hua, eat watery loquats, and drink fresh and slippery mutton soup. Mother, wait."
Uncle Ah Shan will go back soon after he recovers."
Xiaodoubao was more sensible than other children of his age, and he really didn't like being locked up in this gloomy yard, so he didn't cry and lay obediently on the Xu family's sailor's back.
Aya scratched through the cracks in the wall and saw them getting off the tree safely. The two sailors from the Xu family walked quickly towards the tidal flats in the direction of the Yangtze River, probably rowing a sampan back to the South Island.
The young mother then loosened her grip and could no longer resist the overwhelming sleepiness. She closed her eyelids tiredly and gradually snored slightly.
The patient in the room opened his eyes in the darkness.
"Don't kill their mother and daughter."
Yue Tuo said softly.
Tong Fengnian suddenly turned his head, knelt down and approached the bed, and said in surprise: "Master, are you awake? Thank God, thank God."
"Don't kill them." Yue Tuo repeated weakly.
"Slave doesn't dare."
Tong Fengnian's tone was humble, but his mind was spinning a few times, and he secretly thought that his guess was correct, the master had taken a liking to the little widow.
Moreover, during the day, the master, who had recovered from the cold and fever, apparently heard his subordinate's arrangements and the commotion in the courtyard.
He then bowed his head and reported: "Master, don't worry, Miss Aya, we just lend our strength and we will bring her on board safely and safely, so that she can serve the master well from now on."
Yue Tuo's distracted eyes finally focused, showing that the blood of life was once again filling this body.
"Take the baby with you," Yue Tuo ordered, "pull up the cannon and leave. If we have to see blood, we will kill a few farmers."
"Yes, my master is benevolent and righteous, but the two local guards at the gate of the courtyard will not survive. Master, take a rest for a while, and when you turn around, the slaves will come to carry you."
Yue Tuo waved his hand and said to go ahead and do it.
Tong Fengnian walked into the night in the courtyard.
He looked up and saw stars twinkling in the sky.
I don’t know if my baby can become a fairy boy in heaven who has no worries about food and drink?
He thought about it and clenched his back teeth.
The price, this is the price of being attached to the Aixinjueluo family.
He had to go to bed with the old and ugly Gege, who even killed his and his wife's firstborn child.
The price he paid was already so high, so he couldn't give up halfway. He wanted to follow his uncle and father and become the most powerful Han military flag in Jianzhou Jurchen.
Power, only when it is abundant and full of quality, can the costs no longer seem so tragic.
As for tonight, the two Chongming locals outside the door must not be the only ones who died.
Sibeile Huang Taiji likes to hear all kinds of news about the killing of Akito, especially those who fled back to the pass.
What happened to his father and aunt that his men reported last night also made Tong Fengnian angry.
Damn the Zheng family, damn the Songjiang government, they are so stupid, how could they suddenly lose most of the Tong family's credit?
Under the instruction of a higher-level demon king and driven by the desire to take revenge on his opponent, Yue Tuo, the young master's ban, was not worth mentioning.
Several strange owl calls were heard.
Tong Fengnian twitched the corner of his mouth, took out the rope from his arms, and walked towards Aya.
…
The big yellow dog raised by Zheng Haizhu has been calling the Jade Rabbit since the sunset.
Wu Bondang pushed open the door of Chaiyuan and saw Zheng Shoukuan confronting the yellow dog.
According to Zheng Haizhu's instructions before leaving, Zheng Shoukuan and several intelligence agents from Zhenjiang were sent by Wu Bangde to take him to Chongming by ship more than ten days before the wedding.
"Guanshi Wu, it doesn't let me go into my aunt's house to rest. It doesn't bite, but how can it be called like that?" Zheng Shoukuan said helplessly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wu Bondang walked over, patted the yellow dog on the head, and said harmoniously: "Fool, this is the young master. Your master treats you as if he were his son."
The yellow dog calmed down, tilted its neck, rubbed Wu Bondang's palm, and made a guttural sound.
Zheng Shoukuan then walked into the house, and the yellow dog scurried over again, blocking the threshold and barking loudly.
Zheng Shoukuan chuckled at Wu Bond: "Ahem, it seems I didn't understand what you said."
Then he showed a meaningful look: "Manager Wu, this dog is really close to you. Why don't you just sleep in my aunt's house and I'll go to your yard to rest?"
"You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!" Wu Bang Bang scolded in a low voice, sweeping away his cheerful expression.
Zheng Shoukuan scratched his head and handed over his hands to accuse.
Over the years, he has interacted with Wu Bangndang a lot, and he respects and likes Wu Bangndang.
He himself has passed the age of youth and is about to get married to his favorite girl Fan. He regards marriage as the most wonderful thing in the world.
He also hoped in his heart that Wu Bangdang would not only be his aunt's right-hand man, but also be able to marry her, take care of her, and love her. He could not teach his aunt to live alone like this all her life.
Unfortunately, looking at it now, the relationship between the two of them is still that of a coach and a deputy general.
I just heard Wu Bangde say: "Ah Kuan, you go to sleep in my courtyard, and I'll go to the artillery field. There is a bunkhouse over there where the craftsmen rest on weekdays."
…
The moonlight shines on the peaceful land.
Wu Bondang held a lantern and walked slowly through the village.
During the busy farming season, farmers are very tired from working during the day and go to bed early.
Occasionally, a few houses were dimly lit, and the windows reflected the silhouettes of women doing needlework.
The Suzhou River flows with a rushing sound, like a lowly chanting song in the moonlight.
On both sides of the river, in some places, scattered timber was piled up. Song Yingxing, who was hired by Zheng Haizhu, was impatient. In just a few days, he had drawn up the first draft of the water hammer machine and was preparing to take the carpenters to try it out.
"Miss Zheng always finds the right person." Wu Bond thought to himself.
He stopped and breathed in the refreshing early summer evening breeze that carried Chongming's unique sea smell.
He felt an unprecedented sense of relief.
In this paradise-like pastoral, there is a new atmosphere where both the army and the people are happy. Amei's bones and the plum tree that quickly came to life are placed in such a beautiful world to accompany him.
Wu Bangde stood still for a moment, smiled, and continued walking to the artillery field.
…
"Show me the baby!"
In the darkness, Aya trembled.
Tong Fengnian made a gesture to the servant beside him, and the servant got into the bushes, and soon brought out the other two companions.
One of them held a small bean bag that was gagged and struggling.
Aya was about to pounce on him, but Tong Fengnian kicked him to the ground, held the back of his neck, and said solemnly: "I am a man. If I break my promise, I will cut off my children and grandchildren. I told you that your baby is safe. Did you see it? I want to be clear with you, Master."
I've fallen in love with you, and I'm willing to take you and your baby to the north to enjoy the blessings. In the future, you will be Xiang Fujin, and your baby will also get a good deal. What a blessing, isn't it?"
Aya struggled to raise half of his face from the grass and stared at the little bean bag. He was so angry that he burst into tears and asked angrily: "Which of the old chief's sons or grandsons is Ashan?"
Tong Fengnian sneered: "You are indeed not an ordinary Shandong wife. Little girl, you are not Fujin at the moment. I don't need to treat you as my master. I only know that if you don't do what I just said today, this little baby's
The neck will be broken in the blink of an eye."
He lifted Aya up and pushed him in front of his men, allowing the frightened mother to face the frightened look of her young daughter.
Two other servants of the Tong family came over and had already changed into the clothes and pants of the killed Xu family sailors.
Tong Fengnian untied Aya's tied hands and allowed her to reach out in an instant and stroke her daughter's little face full of tears.
"Take them to trick them into opening the door, and we'll drag a few cannons and leave." The intruder said with undeniable cruelty.
Aya patted her daughter's head, turned around and took a step forward.
She felt that part of her soul was pulling out of her body and dispersing. At this moment, she was like the puppets on the stage who were at the mercy of the puppet show troupe in Zhuangzi.
"Master Zhang, Master Zhang, General Xu's side is being attacked by pirates. Go and gather the troops!"
Aya patted the wooden door of the gun range.
After nightfall, several instructors from the Qijia Army would live in a wing in the front yard of the Zhengjiazhuang Artillery Field and would also be on duty.
Mr. Zhang, who was on duty today, lifted the wooden grille on the door and saw clearly that it was the female steward under Zheng Haizhu.
Aya also held up a lantern and shined a light on the two men behind him wearing crimson sailor uniforms and holding steel knives.
"Brothers, get up, there's a Japanese pirate..." Mr. Zhang pulled out the bolt of the door and shouted after him.
Before he could even utter the word "Japanese love", he felt a cold feeling on his neck. The sharp sting and the warmth of his blood came before the shock, and soon destroyed his mind and then his life.
"Old Zhang!"
The two companions who ran out screamed, but before they had time to draw their swords, they were knocked down by several powerful crossbows that pierced their chests. In an instant, they were also killed by the wounds that cut their throats.
The devils rushed straight into the courtyard behind the house in the dark night. In teams of three or four, they carried two small cannons that were usually used for training.
After Tong Fengnian directed them to file out, he grabbed Aya who was standing frozen and stuffed cloth into her mouth.
Aya struggled to find the servant holding the little bean bag.
But what appeared in front of her was a scene that frightened her even more.
The other devils who stayed in the courtyard drove some mules and horses from the artillery field to drag out the cannon cart.
"You guys, hurry up and pick up the gunpowder, and load it according to the method the master said. Aim better for me, lest the mother's first shot hits that smelly ditch!"
Tong Fengnian shouted.
Aya realized with despair that not only did they want to steal the cannon, but they also wanted to bombard Zhuangzi.
How could I be so stupid! How could I not think of this!
She threw herself in front of Tong Fengnian and shook her head desperately.
Tong Fengnian smiled condescendingly and said with deep ridicule: "Fu Jin, look at it, I will perform tricks for you."
"Master, be careful!"
Following the shouts of the servants, there was sudden chaos outside the door.
A dark shadow swooped in.
Tong Fengnian instinctively swung the knife to protect his chest.
But the shadow flashed past him and rushed into the field, like a whirlwind.
Before anyone could react, they heard the sound of water splashing.
Wu Bondang, who knew the artillery range well, came here tonight, and even if he was suddenly in danger, he could accurately rush to the water storage vat, take water and pour it on the gunpowder bag.
"Fuck him!" Tong Fengnian roared filial piety.
Wu Bondang did not turn around to meet the enemy, but strode to the other end, quickly climbed onto the wooden frame, held the thick hemp rope tightly, and raised his arms to swing it up.
"Dang...dang...dang..." In the dark night, the sound of the alarm bell sounded in all directions.
Tong Fengnian was so angry that he took the servant's crossbow and aimed an arrow at the figure under the big clock.
Along with the suppressed cry of pain, the figure shook violently, but did not fall to the ground.
"Dang...dang..." The hemp rope continued to shake, and the bell was still ringing.
Not far away, on the sea of Chongming South Island, Zheng Haizhu managed to support his body with his uninjured left arm, moved to the cabin door, and loudly asked Huang Zunsu on the deck: "Is it the bell on the island?"
"It seems so," Huang Zunsu replied with a frown, and then ordered the soldiers on the left and right, "quickly launch the firewood boat and row to the island."
On this early night, thousands of miles away in Yanzhou, Mu Zaohua suddenly woke up from a nightmare.
The early summer in Lunan turned out to be so sultry.
She sat up and touched her back, which was covered in sweat.
She listened blankly to the chirping of mosquitoes outside the tent for a while, and then she realized that Mr. Wu was dead in the nightmare just now.
