The small town where Jiu Mao's father, Murong Tietong, is currently calming down is called Banyue City. It is only a few hundred miles away from where Jiu Mao is now. If Jiu Mao turns away, he can also take the official road.
But this time, Jiumao and Mo Zishang both put on makeup. Neither of them were good at it, but Huahua was finally able to show a certain effect. She applied makeup for the two of them very efficiently.
Mo Zishang was painted as a handsome uncle in his forties, and Jiu Mao was painted as his daughter...
Mo Zishang had no objection to this setting, and Jiu Mao was happy with it, and his carefree character was undoubtedly revealed.
Huahua snickered, it's not that she didn't like Mo Zishang, but in comparison, she wanted her young lady to be with that Fu Xi.
Fuxi, who followed secretly, secretly liked Huahua thirty-two times. Finally, his love for her was not in vain, and now she started to think about him.
A few people were moving forward covertly and covertly. Fuxi never showed any intention of showing up. But every time he saw Jiu Mao and Mo Zishang having a little ambiguity, he would get angry. When he got angry, there would always be something around Jiu Mao and the others.
Strange things happen.
For example, Mo Zishang's sword disappeared for no reason, and when it was found, it appeared in a pile of rhinoceros shit.
Banyue City is a not too big city, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the water is clear and beautiful.
In the east of Banyue City, there is a medium-sized silver mine. This silver mine is the property of the Murong family and has been mined for hundreds of years. It was discovered by Mr. Murong when he was young.
Don't think that guarding this medium-sized silver mine is a good job. This is a mine that has been mined for hundreds of years. You can guess how much oil and water there is in it.
The amount of silver mined here every year simply cannot reach the amount stipulated by the Murong family.
For this reason, Murong Tietong could not even hold his head high in the Murong family.
That's all. There is still some oil and water in this silver mine. If you mine it seriously, it will not be a problem to reach the amount of the Murong family. Moreover, there will be plenty.
But there must be help first. Murong Tietong originally had hundreds of outstanding warriors who had been trained for many years, but that group of warriors was headed by Chong Yi, and they were all sent by him to Jiumao to conquer the country.
Therefore, Murong Tietong had very few people left. If he wanted to exploit the silver mines, he could only borrow money from the local wealthy families and then pay them a high commission of 60%.
That's all. What's even more disgusting is that there are two waves of bandits near the mine. In the past, when Murong Tietong had people under him, they didn't dare to act recklessly, but now Murong Tietong has no people at all. They almost come every few days.
Then they took turns to rob and kill others.
Under such a bleak situation, Murong Tietong's life naturally became increasingly difficult.
Jiu Mao, Mo Zishang and others arrived at Banyue City almost as if they were sightseeing. As soon as they entered Banyue City, Jiu Mao and others began to inquire about the city lord's mansion.
Murong Tietong is the lord of this city...
"City Lord's Mansion? Hey, why are you looking for the City Lord's Mansion? Do you also want to squeeze some oil out of that useless City Lord? Save it, that old guy is almost dead, what else can you get..."
The passers-by who asked Jiumao and the others laughed incessantly.
"What did you say?" Jiumao was furious. He grabbed the guy's collar and roared: "What did you say? Say it again? He is about to die?"
Jiumao struggled desperately with the girl in his hands, looking ugly. Bi Jing, this was the first time he had seen such a beautiful girl with such strong hands. He could lift more than 100 kilograms with no effort at all.
"Quickly, let me go quickly. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself. The City Lord's Mansion is right in front..." Jiumao threw him down, and the guy immediately rolled away and crawled away.
"How is that possible? He is about to die?" Jiumao frowned and followed the man's instructions in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
Mo Zishang followed her, his eyes scanning the crowds coming and going. He was afraid that Yan Sanniang and the others would suddenly rush out again.
Not far away, Fuxi frowned and followed behind. He had already heard about the status of Murong's Tietong in the Murong family, but he didn't expect that he was really so bad that he couldn't even manage his own city.
So...
In front of the city lord's mansion, Jiumao looked at all this in disbelief.
Is this the City Lord's Mansion? It's very dilapidated. Even the three-character plaque on the City Lord's Mansion is crooked, and there's no one on duty at the door.
Jiumao took a deep breath and walked in. The yard was still dilapidated and there were not even a few grass growing in the messy yard.
Walking further into the back hall, Jiumao saw several little girls sitting in the octagonal pavilion, eating snacks and chatting, and laughing from time to time.
And in the pond not far from these little girls, a woman with gray hair was squatting there washing clothes, sweating profusely.
The girls were laughing and joking. Suddenly someone picked up a small stone and threw it into the water in front of the woman. The water splashed on her face.
"Hey, old man, hurry up and wash your hands. Didn't you see that the sun is almost going down?"
Jiumao's anger rose sharply, because the woman these little girls called an old thing was her mother!
At this moment, Jiumao was like a flame rising from his head, and his whole face was frighteningly cold.
Mo Zishang was shocked because he had never seen Jiu Mao with such an expression before. It was too scary.
Not to mention Mo Zishang, even Huahua has never seen it before. Although Jiumao was murderous in the past, he has never been so cold. This feeling is as if he suddenly changed from summer to summer.
It seems like winter has arrived.
The little girls didn't notice it and were still sitting in the octagonal pavilion eating their snacks and chatting about their day.
Jiu Mao glanced at them, and then walked step by step towards the woman at the edge of the pond. Jiu Mao's eyes were a little wet.
In fact, there was no impression of this woman in her own emotions, but the memory of this body gave her a strong sense of family affection.
This was an emotion that Jiumao had never felt before. It was very real, very deep, and very heartwarming to her.
But today this kind of heartache has become the source of her anger.
The person she cared about so much was obviously the wife of the city lord, but now she was here doing what servants should do, while these so-called servants were sitting next to her, chatting and eating, and scolding her from time to time.
This kind of scene is like a soft knife piercing Jiu Mao's heart, making Jiu Mao feel that the whole world seems to be darkened.
Jiumao walked towards the woman step by step, his heart bleeding.
"Mom..." Jiumao shouted in a low voice. After shouting twice, the woman seemed to hear her.
This familiar yet unfamiliar voice made her tremble all over, and her work suddenly stopped. Then she looked at Jiu Mao with an incredible look, and then her face became surprised.
"Feixue, Feixue, are you back? Feixue, my child..." Jiu Mao was hugged tightly in her arms, so tightly that Jiu Mao felt suffocated.
However, this feeling made her feel very happy, this feeling was really good...
"Hey, what do you guys do? Get out of here, don't delay this old woman's work." A maid shouted angrily, looking very fierce.
Jiu Mao's mother was about to let her go and go to do things.
But Jiumao grabbed her and said to Huahua beside her: "Go, don't show mercy!"
Then, Jiumao ignored Huahua who rushed over angrily, and pulled his mother to sit on the stone platform. Mo Zishang stood behind them, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.
When those girls saw Jiu Mao and Jiu Mao's mother completely ignoring them, they couldn't help but get angry. They rolled up their sleeves and planned to rush over and beat them.
However, Huahua has a more explosive temper than them.
I saw the pretty figures flying over, raising their hands and giving each of them a ten-pound slap in the face. The slaps made several little girls have stars in their eyes and tinnitus in their ears.
How could ordinary people like them be Huahua's opponents?
However, they were also extremely fierce. After being slapped by Huahua, they had no intention of admitting their mistake and wanted to join forces to slap Huahua.
Huahua smiled coldly, aimed at the girl who cursed first, slapped her in the face, and then kicked her in the belly.
The girl flew out on the spot, hit the octagonal pavilion and fainted from the pain.
Huahua showed no mercy, because she also knew what these people were like, and she also saw how they treated Madam just now. Huahua grew up with Jiu Mao from childhood to adulthood, and Madam treated her well. Today
Seeing Madam being bullied, her anger was not much weaker than that of Jiu Mao.
All the girls who were besieging her were swept away by her. Then she sat on top of them and slapped them one by one.
A slap weighing more than ten pounds was slapped on, and the two most vicious girls were slapped on the spot. Blood flowed wildly along their slaps and noses, which made them look like two girls who were originally pretty.
Just like a beggar.
"Spare your life, sister, please spare your life, we don't dare to do it anymore..." The girls were all frightened to death, because it looked like Huahua was going to beat them to death.
People like them are naturally extremely vicious when facing people who are weaker than them, but when facing people who are more powerful than them, they will all shrink into a ball and become the most worthless creatures.
Jiumao came over with her mother, and Huahua immediately stepped aside. At this time, even the stupidest girl should know who is the real master, so she crawled over to beg Jiumao again.
"Who just scolded my mother? Come forward." The girls who had not scolded me just now pointed their fingers at the two girls who had just scolded my wife. The two girls started yelling like crazy. They were just begging for mercy.
set.
"Huahua, they insulted Madam and cut out their tongues!" Jiumao's words frightened these girls, and screams broke out everywhere.
Jiumao said coldly: "Whoever dares to scream again will end up like them!"
Huahua drew a stick and rushed forward. The two girls were originally willing to die and refused to open their mouths.
Jiumao said coldly from the side: "If you can't open your mouth, then cut off the head together!"
Compared with tongue, life is more important.
The two girls cried and stuck out their tongues. Huahua held up the knife and cut off a section of the tongues of the two girls. She also seemed to have received some interest, that is, she also cut off their lower lips.
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"Sorry, please stick out your tongues a little longer next time..." Huahua sneered like a lunatic.
"Those who have beaten Madam, please come forward." Jiumao asked again.
This time no one dared to speak out, they were all as scared as quails.
"Forget it Feixue, I, I'm fine..." Madam is a good old man. She couldn't bear seeing the two girls having their tongues cut off. From what Jiumao meant, it seemed that she still wanted to beat her.
After breaking those people's legs, she couldn't help but plead for them.
Jiumao nodded cooperatively and said to the girls: "You are very lucky, my wife is willing to intercede for you!"
The girls hurriedly knelt on the ground and thanked them: "Thank you very much, Madam, for not killing me. Please kill me more..."
Jiumao nodded, and then said to Huahua: "Break all their legs and throw them into the moat!"
The girls suddenly screamed in fright, and someone shouted: "Miss, didn't you say you wouldn't kill us? Why are you contradicting us?"
Jiumao said coldly: "I'm just saying that Madam has a good heart and is willing to intercede for you. When did I say to spare your dog's life?"
"No, eldest lady, please spare our lives. We don't dare to do anything anymore. Madam, please, we don't dare to do anything anymore. Please let us go. We are willing to do everything for you."
Horses, or even dogs, as long as you spare our dogs' lives, we can do anything you want..." The girls kept begging for mercy, but Jiu Mao's expression did not change at all.
Not only her, Mo Zishang also remained unchanged.
If he were an ordinary person, perhaps Mo Zishang would still sympathize with him, but the behavior of these girls has fallen into his eyes. Look at them, who are pampered, arrogant and arrogant, and look at Jiumao's mother, who is thin and sallow.
Mo Zishang only felt that they all deserved their punishment.
As for Huahua... Huahua is even more excited than Jiu Mao now. Let alone forgiving these guys, she wants to kill them immediately.
The little girls kept kowtowing, and now they were really scared. They kowtowed until blood came out of their foreheads, and they had no intention of stopping.
They really felt that Jiu Mao was not just talking, she really wanted to kill them.
Reminiscent of everything they had done to the madam before, they felt that this possibility was even greater.
Jiumao looked at all this with cold eyes, and suddenly said coldly: "Since you admit your mistake like this, then fine, I will give you a chance, a chance to survive! With the few of you, I believe you will not dare to do anything to the madam.
Yes, I just want to know, who gave you the courage to treat Madam like this?"
The girls who were kowtowing all froze, and their expressions became frightened, even more terrifying than before.
Jiumao's smile became even colder. Seeing that these girls were silent, she began to say calmly: "Huahua, prepare ropes, tie them up, tie them with stones, and sink them into the moat."
Huahua took action immediately, found some hemp ropes by the well, rushed up and kicked a girl down, and then prepared to tie her up. The girl screamed in fright, but she couldn't resist. Of course, she also resisted.
but.
"Miss, please spare your life, we realize our mistake, please sir, please let us go..."
Jiumao roared angrily: "Let you go, uncle. Now, I will only give you one chance. The first person to speak out will be spared death, and the others will all sink into the moat..."
The girls were so frightened that they might be afraid of that person, but they were more afraid that they would be sunk into the moat by this cruel and beautiful young lady.
"I said, eldest lady, I said, the person who instigated us to abuse the madam... was the third lady Wang. Eldest lady, we were forced. Madam Wang asked us not to give the madam a good life. If she has a good life,
If we pass, then we will not have a good life, please, please let us go..." The servant who was about to be tied up said it immediately.
Jiumao shouted sternly: "What did she ask you to do? You two should report each other. If there is anything to hide, break the dog's legs..."
Soon, under Jiumao's iron-blooded methods, these girls exposed the crimes they had committed, and several young men joined in.
These boys are also very domineering people. They are used to being domineering in the house. When they saw Jiu Mao, they showed no fear. However, when Huahua made a move, he dumped more than ten or twenty of them.
After being slapped so hard that half of the teeth in their mouths were broken, they finally gave in and no longer dared to challenge Jiumao.
In the face of real power, any clamor is just a paper tiger.
According to the accounts of these girls and boys, Jiumao immediately broke the spines of those who teased the wife the most, tied them with stones, and sank them into the moat.
Damn it these days, in the middle of winter, my wife has to get up early every morning to wash their clothes, and she is only allowed to take a bath with cold water at night. It's winter!
Almost all the labor in the house was done by the eldest lady. A dozen girls and boys, who were originally here to serve the lady, actually fully enjoyed everything about the lady, and then treated her as a servant...
The reason why they dare to do this is not only because Murong Tietong, the city lord, has no strength, but also because Murong Tietong has not returned to the city for more than a month because of the silver mine. This makes these servants more and more anxious.
Become dominant and blessed.
Besides, even if Murong and Tietong were here, they probably wouldn't pay much attention to him, because they were basically acting on the orders of the third lady.
Murong Laosan, Jiumao's third uncle, the man named Murong Zhongtong.
Murong Zhongtong is known as the most powerful genius of the Murong family's generation, because apart from him, only Mr. Murong's strength has reached the eighth level of silver level in the Xuan Realm or above.
Murong Tietong's status in the entire Murong family is very high, especially after the old man did nothing and the eldest brother Murong Yuantong became the general of the Yuan Dynasty, Murong Tietong's strength is really deep-rooted, so almost everyone in the Murong family
They all obeyed his orders, and even Murong Shentong, who was appointed by the old man as the acting head of the family, could not compare to him.
Murong Shentong had many connections and was indeed good at running the family, but in terms of force, he was far from Murong Yuantong's opponent.
As the most powerful person in the Murong family at the moment, Murong Yuantong's wife Wang can be said to be the most powerful person under one person and above ten thousand people.
This Wang family is powerful and powerful, but very ugly, while Jiu Mao's mother Jin is a famous beauty of her generation. This can be seen from Jiu Mao's portrait.
As the saying goes, when one person is powerful, chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven. After Murong Yuantong gained power, his ugly wife dragged her away and started causing chaos in the Murong family. The entire Murong family was in a state of chaos.
As for a small character like Mrs. Jin, Wang didn't even bother to teach her a lesson personally, so it was enough to find some servants to bully her.
Wang is such a real villain. After learning all this, Jiu Mao didn't say anything, just smiled coldly, and then broke the bones of all the girls. Then he looked at the convoy in Banyue City and drove them overnight.
Sent to the Murong family's hometown.
Jiumao was not too anxious to deal with the Wang family. At that moment, she understood more about the difficulties of her father Murong Tietong. Therefore, she first went to the legendary silver mine to see if there were any people who were blind.
, how dare you bully her Jiumao father!
Nineteen miles east of Banyue City, behind a mountain gap that looks like it has been split by an axe, is the silver mine on top of the daimyo.
In the past, when the silver mines here were rich, the Murong family's army often guarded here, but now, the Murong family's army here has already evacuated, and the last ones left here are only the last few troops of Banyue City.
There are less than ten people, and all the remaining ones are still half-full of water, willing to protect the Lord, but unable to save themselves.
Whether it's the two gangster dens, the rich people in the city, or the people above the Murong family, they can be rounded and flattened at will.
If people like them only spend their time and energy on protecting it, it would be fine. More importantly, no one is mining the entire silver mine now. They all rely on the efforts of Murong Tietong and his men.
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And the little money they worked hard to earn was robbed every now and then, and divided up every other day by the wealthy people in the city. What was finally sent to the Murong family was far from up to standard. The consequence of not being able to use it was that the Murong family would not give it to them.
Banyue City has better manpower...even if they add more manpower, they are probably just like those girls and boys who came to cause trouble or bully them.
Now Murong Tietong is coming out of the well with hundreds of kilograms of slag. He is a warrior in the Qing 1st Stage of the Xuan Realm. His strength is much higher than that of ordinary people, but his strength is working underground, which makes him Murong Tietong.
The fourth master of the family is about to become an old man.
Dozens of Murong Tietong's subordinates formed a good production line. Although the money produced was not much, organizational discipline still existed.
There was a sound of horse hooves on the muddy mountain road. A busy guard heard the sound keenly and hurriedly blew the horn.
Murong Tietong's expression changed and he said angrily: "Are these damn robbers here again?"
The guards dragged their exhausted bodies and began to form a formation, preparing to intercept these bandits, but their movements were still a little too slow. Hundreds of bandits armed with shining steel knives came up from the mountain road and killed them. The leader was ugly and strong.
, the whole person looks like an iron tower, with many scars scattered all over his body, and one can tell at a glance that he is a brave and ruthless master.
Moreover, his horse is not an ordinary horse. It is a "dream horse" that is completely black and is much taller than an ordinary horse. When it runs under its feet, it has the power of "dream horse".
An excellent spiritual beast that has reached the ninth level of the Yellow Realm.
As soon as the guards lowered the wooden fence, the dream horse bumped into it with its head. A faint green light erupted from its head, and it actually smashed the heavy fence into wood slag.
"Hahahaha, old Murong, when you saw your uncle Duanmu coming, why didn't you come out and kneel down to greet him? You actually wanted to close the door? I think your bones are itchy again. Do you want me to relax you?
Skin..." The big man like an iron tower uttered arrogant words, and in his hand he pulled out a huge gold steel mace weighing hundreds of kilograms. He was extremely arrogant.
Murong Tietong's face turned red with anger, but he did not dare to refute, because Murong Tietong did not have an advantage in terms of manpower or individual strength.
He is only a warrior of the Qing 1st level of Xuanjing, but this Duanmujian is a strong man of the 2nd level of Xuanjing Lan. Compared with Murong Tietong, he is not even a little bit stronger. He died on that sword for 580 years.
The number of people under the ten-pound mace has exceeded three figures.
"Duanmukian, you, what are you doing here again? Didn't you just rob a batch of silver from here three days ago?" Murong Tietong dared not speak out in anger, so he could only endure it and asked in a low voice.
Duanmujian, who was riding on Mengju, tsked and shook his head, waved the huge mace in his hand with ease, and said mockingly: "How can you say it was robbed? It was obviously borrowed, okay? Hahahaha, brothers.
Money has been tight lately, so Mr. Murong, please lend me another hundred taels of silver."
Murong Tietong's face turned red all of a sudden. One hundred taels, even if his entire team didn't sleep, they wouldn't be able to do it within three days. The silver deposits in the mine now are less than one hundred taels at all, and Murong will be there in two days.
After the family's assessment, the superiors asked someone to collect one thousand taels of mine silver for this month. Murong Tietong was already at the end of his rope...
"Do you want money? No problem, it depends on whether you have the courage to accept it." A clear voice suddenly rang, and everyone fled to pay attention, and then they saw two figures who didn't know when they stood in front of the wind.
above the mark.
The weathercock is two three-meter-high pieces of wood erected with a thin rope in the middle to show the wind direction. But at this time, two figures, a man and a woman, stood on the thin rope, their bodies seemed completely
Generally not affected by gravity.
The sun was pouring down, and the light made it impossible for everyone to see the faces of the two people. However, when they heard the voice and recognized the person, everyone heard that the female voice was so clear and beautiful, and they immediately guessed that the girl must be a beautiful woman.
ah.
Duanmujian's iron tower-like body trembled slightly, extremely excited.
His eyes were very sharp, and he could see at a glance just how beautiful that girl was. She was even more beautiful than the most beautiful oiran on the West Lake flower boat in Banyue City.
