It's midsummer, and the sun is baking the earth in Qingzhou Prefecture, Shandong Province like a furnace. There was a heavy rain just a few days ago, and there is a lot of water in the low-lying areas of Yunhe Town. However, under the raging sun, the rain quickly fell.
It dried in the sun, and the ground after the water accumulated was wet and muddy. When exposed to the scorching sun, it cracked and rolled up pieces of palm-sized soil. The bare-chested dolls ran around in it with bare feet.
Peel up the soil piece by piece and stack them up like tiles for playing house.
The weather is too hot. Except for these excited children, everyone else is too lazy to cheer up. Unless they want to go to the ground, they are enjoying the coolness in the shade in front of the house and behind the house to escape the heat. There are not many pedestrians on the road. Even if they are
The big willow trees with thick shade are also listless in this ghost weather. The willow branches are drooping lifelessly. Only the cicadas hidden in the trees are chattering endlessly, making people drowsy.
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At dusk, the hot feeling gradually dissipated. The sun set in the west, and the afterglow was like mist. Looking around, it was a smoky red. The area around Zhaoyue Bay in Yunhe Town was especially cooler at this time, because there is a tributary of the Mi River here.
The water bay covers an area of about 59 acres. Lotus flowers are planted all over the bay, and there are willows and mulberry trees all around. It is a place to cool down and cool down.
However, people in the village dare not come here to escape the summer heat, because this is the private property of the Yang family in Qingzhou. Lotus flowers grow very vigorously in the bay, and the lotus leaves in the bay are green, and there is a small boat going in the distance.
Wherever he passed, lotus leaves greeted him and avoided him, and the sound of a flute was as clear as Sanskrit singing, following the separated lotus leaves in all directions.
The old farmer returning at dusk was hunched over with his hands clasped behind his back, holding a piece of rope in his hand, and walked slowly across the field ridge in the distance. The rope dragged a skinny old cow, and on the cow's back sat a man with braids.
The little baby, the little baby is playing with grandpa's bamboo hat happily. Farther away, the red sun behind the car has half disappeared into the horizon.
This feeling and scene are as poetic as picturesque.
Hearing the sound of the flute, the old man glanced towards the water bay. There were green lotus trees on the lake, and the boat was completely hidden among the lotus flowers. He could only vaguely see a young man wearing a plain white light robe and a square turban on his head.
Sitting on the bow of the boat, he was playing the flute happily. Next to him, there was a beauty holding an oil-paper umbrella. She was wearing a spring gown and her waist was so light that it was about to break. It was a pity that she was standing facing the young master and could not see her appearance.
, all I can see is a black hair, pulled up into a lazy beauty bun, with a swaying branch on her crow-crow hair, which accentuates her slender neck, and her indescribably elegant figure, which arouses endless reverie.
As soon as he saw this appearance, the old man knew that this was the owner of the Yang family who came to the countryside from Qingzhou Prefecture to spend the summer with his family. The old man was an honest farmer. It would be rude to look at someone else's female family members on the boat. This wealthy family was not him.
This country man could afford to offend him. The old man quickly lowered his head and hurried forward. Not far away, streaks of cooking smoke were already rising over the town.
The sound of the flute, which was like a Sanskrit chant, stopped, and the melodious and charming rhombus song started again. The red sun on the horizon gradually disappeared under the horizon during the transition between the flute and the song.
Today is indeed the time when the master of the Yang family has come to the countryside to escape the summer heat. The master of the Yang family has a surname of Yang, Mingxu, and a courtesy name of Wenxuan. He has just reached the age of weak this year.
The Yang family was originally only a moderately wealthy family in Qingzhou. When the old master of the Yang family, Yang Bingkun, died of illness four years ago, he left all of the struggling family property in the hands of his only son Yang Xu, who was only nineteen years old. Everyone else was worried.
I thought that the Yang family was going to decline from now on, but Yang Xu did not show much ability in the first year when he took over the family business. He could be said to be pioneering, but even maintaining success was not enough.
But who would have thought that from the second year onwards, Yang Xu would be like a divine help. Whether it was business, farming, raising horses or mining, he was always successful. His family quickly bought shops, workshops, fields, horse farms... and wealth was like a treasure.
It has grown like a snowball and is now among the top ten wealthy families in Qingzhou.
Just after the three-year period of filial piety, Young Master Yang Wenxuan took part in the imperial examinations again and passed the examination of Zhusheng (Xiucai). With fame and a huge family fortune, Young Master Yang Xu immediately became the most popular person in Qingzhou Prefecture.
He was an unmarried young man, and there were countless Jin gentry families who were eyeing him eagerly, wanting to recruit Young Master Yang as their son-in-law. Matchmakers came swarming to the door, leveling the threshold of the Yang family.
Mo Daojun left early, and there were even more early departures. Unfortunately, Manager Yang Mansion Xiao said to the matchmakers: "I'm very sorry, my young master has been making the decision since he was a child, and he has arranged a marriage in his hometown in Yingtian Mansion.
Yes, my young master will return to his hometown to get married sooner or later. As the saying goes, it is difficult to get a wife when you are rich, and it is difficult to trade with someone who is expensive. My young master will not do anything about remarrying after changing your name. I would like to thank you for your kindness. I thank you on behalf of the young master. I am sorry.
,Feel sorry……"
Since the famous grass has its own owner, it is natural not to mention this matter. But it is strange that the young master of the Yang family has reached the age of weakest, and has already achieved success and fame. It is also said that he has reached the age of starting a family. Now that the three-year period of filial piety has passed, what will happen again?
There were no obstacles, but he was never seen returning to his hometown to get married. He even kept secret about the relatives he had in his hometown in Tianfu. In addition to taking care of his own business, Young Master Yang wandered around with his close friends, playing games and riding horses.
He rode fast horses, drank strong liquor, visited the most upscale brothels, and looked for the most beautiful women. Within a year, he had gained a bad reputation as a man looking for women.
Although Yang Wenxuan was a charming person outside, he never brought women to his home. Now he took her to his villa to spend the summer. This was the first time, and it was clear that this woman was very pleased with him.
The small boat stopped about ten feet away from the shore. An old willow branch growing slanting on the shore reached out to the lake, and thousands of willow branches were hung lightly on the boat. The evening wind gradually picked up, the willow branches were whirling, and Young Master Yang was barefoot.
, sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, holding a fishing rod in his hand, leisurely and leisurely, while the beauty got busy in the cabin, lighting the charcoal stove and cooking dinner.
Thinly sliced tender lotus roots with a delicate flavor are fished from the inlet, and the lively shrimps are fished from the root nests under the willow trees by the river. As for the fat chickens, tender sheep, and old wine, they are all produced by our own shop.
There is also a plate of mulberries that are washed like black agate, which makes people salivate. These fresh mulberries are collected from the mulberry trees growing by the bay. They have been carefully counted. Now I have sent the young master to catch another one.
When the fat fish is served with wine, the merits are complete. All the food is produced by the family, and it is very wild and gamey.
When the stars began to twinkle, the cicadas who had been noisy all day were tired, and the lake became quiet. Young Master Yang and the beauty exchanged cups and enjoyed themselves. From time to time, the beauty would relax her arms and giggle.
Smiling, she put her arms around Young Master Yang's neck and had a fragrant "leather cup" with him affectionately.
It's a pity that this is the private property of the Yang family. Outsiders don't dare to wander here, and the servants and servants have wisely avoided it early. The only one who was lucky enough to see this scene was the one with wide eyes, leaning on the lotus leaf and exerting all his strength.
Several toads with bulging bellies.
When a crescent moon slanted up in the sky, cups and chips were intertwined in the boat, and the laughter and chatter disappeared, but there were faint sounds of "chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp chirp?"
Yang Xu took off his long robe, lay on his back with his belly exposed, the fishing rod in his left hand hanging on the lake, and holding a wine bottle in his right hand, looking at the stars in the sky, drinking a sip of the home-brewed wine, and enjoying himself.
"My fragrant lips are blowing plum blossom music, I would like to be a jade flute..., hehe...hehe..."
The beauty's smooth and tender pretty face was buried between his buttocks, her temples were trembling with flowers, and her branches were swaying brightly. She was swallowing and swallowing leaves, sucking them, which made him feel dizzy and lustful.
He was about to die, and the leaf boat under his body was also rising and falling under the force, causing many ripples that made people think.
This beauty named Tingxiang is really good. She has a pretty appearance like a flower. She can cook delicious dishes that are full of praise and her ability to serve people is even more amazing. If not for this, I would have gone to Taizhou Mansion a few days ago.
When he went there, Mr. Yang would not spend a high price of two hundred guan to buy her. Even with Mr. Yang's romantic ability, he couldn't bear Ting Xiang's lips and tongue, and his legs gradually became stiff.
, the toes curled up, and the breathing became rapid.
The fish bit the hook. It was dim at night and I couldn't see the fish bobber sinking into the water. However, the fishing line was stretched straight and the sudden force on my hand could be felt. But at this time, Yang Xu had reached the state of bliss, where could he still
He had enough time to pay attention to the fat fish biting the hook. He groaned and suddenly lost the wine bag. When the wine gurgled onto the deck, his hands had already tightly grasped Tingxiang's hair and shook the steps on her head.
It was knocked down, knocked against the side of the ship, and fell into the water with a "dong" sound, and her hair suddenly fell down like a waterfall.
Just at this moment, there was a "splash" sound, the waves split, and a figure suddenly emerged from the water on one side of the boat. The man pressed the side of the boat, quickly jumped onto the bow with a body of water, and squatted steadily on the bow.
Like a large frog on the side of the boat, the boat was heavily weighted and sank suddenly in his direction, but his feet were tightly clasped on the side of the boat and remained motionless.
Tingxiang tilted his body and called out "Oh!". At this moment, the man raised his right hand, and a cold light flashed in his hand. Just like the crescent moon in the sky, a cold and cold light pierced with a "pop" sound.
Entered Yang Xu's heart.
"Yeah." Yang Xu grunted, but before he could scream, the man pushed his arms forward, flicked his legs, and immediately fell into the water. His speed was as fast as lightning. From getting on the boat to entering the water, the whole action was done in one go.
As fast as lightning and flint, no one could see his appearance clearly from the beginning to the end. He disappeared, only the water ripples shook violently, shattering a bay of the moon.
There was a gleam of fear and disbelief in Yang Xu's eyes. The light gradually dissipated, and the left hand that was holding the fishing rod hung weakly on the side of the boat. As soon as his fingers were loosened, the fat fish that bit the hook hurried away dragging the fishing rod.
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The girl with disheveled hair looked pale and looked a little sluggish. She reached out tremblingly and touched her wet lips. A fishy-sweet taste slowly seeped into her mouth, which was just splashed on her face.
Tingxiang's body trembled suddenly, and a shrill, horrified scream escaped from her lips: "Ah...ah...help..."
Frightened by the cries, the frogs jumped nimbly from the lotus leaves into the water, and the sound of "Porphy, Porphy, Por," could be heard everywhere.
There was a house not far from the shore, with lights reflecting on the window lattice. Following Tingxiang’s screams, the lights quickly moved away, and then the door creaked, and someone walked out quickly holding a lamp.