"Admit that your life is mine?" Wang Xian asked fiercely.
"Well..." the little widow said with tears streaming down her face.
"What do you mean?" Wang Xian asked in a dark voice, "Please speak more clearly."
"..." How can one say this?
"It seems he still doesn't admit it." Wang Xian waved his hand impatiently and said, "Carry it out."
"I said, I said..." The little widow finally understood what it means to be a knife and a slave, and I am a fish and meat. Her pretty little face burst into tears and said: "My life belongs to... your lord..."
"Is this right?" Wang Xian nodded. Shuai Hui and his two men carried the bed board back, winked at Wang Xian, and then retreated.
"Eat porridge." Wang Xian ordered again.
"..." The little widow picked up the bowl and took a sip of it. She was worthy of being the eldest lady of the first family in Jiangnan. In this state, she was still so polite. It's a pity that her body didn't give her face, and she was hungry after eating a little gruel.
The feeling was strong, and a loud gurgling sound came from her belly... The little widow blushed and wanted to crawl into the crack of the bed.
Wang Xian acted like a rare gentleman and pretended not to hear, saying: "Eat quickly, I have to finish the whole jar."
The little widow heard this and said timidly: "I can't eat that much."
"Eat as much as you can." Wang Xian said with a straight face.
The little widow looked at him timidly and said to herself that I had to eat porridge for the sake of my chastity. Once I thought this way, I bypassed the heavy mountain in my heart and finally was able to eat. Once my appetite was whetted, I couldn't control it.
, she actually ate three bowls in a row
Realizing that she had eaten too much, the little widow lowered her head in shame. This was clearly the reincarnation of a hungry ghost, not like she was forced to eat...
"Ah ha, I said you can eat it." Wang Xian looked at the empty jar and said with a smile: "When you are full, let's talk."
The little widow wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and lowered her head, wondering why these words were so ambiguous...
"Let me ask you, why didn't you get on the ship?" Wang Xian's question broke the little widow's heart.
After feeling depressed for a long time, she whispered: "They wouldn't let me get on the boat... They said it was all my fault."
"What, you told me about Zheng Hui?"
"Yes." The little widow nodded and said, "I was frightened when I saw the army surrounded the town, so I told my father..."
"Do you blame me?"
"No complaints," the little widow said quietly, "I am too stupid and deserve to be taken advantage of."
"Hahaha, okay, don't be so self-righteous." Wang Xian couldn't help laughing and said: "With just a few words of yours, you can recruit tens of thousands of officers and soldiers? Don't talk about you, even I am just a cover. To tell you the truth,
The imperial court has been eyeing your family for a long time and will definitely take action against your family."
"My lord, there is no need to comfort the slave family," the little widow said sadly: "No matter what, I am a traitor to the Zheng family, and it is natural for me to be expelled." After saying that, I lifted up the pear flower with rain, and I saw a pity for the pretty girl.
Face, he said sadly: "How can the slave family still have the face to live in the world? Sir, please help me..."
"Here we go again." Wang Xian groaned and said, "If you dare to talk about death again, I will let you become a military prostitute."
"..." Although this trick was ineffective, it was very effective in treating the little widow, and she immediately fell silent.
"Don't think about seeking life and death anymore. Your life is mine now. You can't die without my consent." Wang Xian reprimanded him with a straight face, then slowly said in a slower tone: "Besides, what's wrong with you? A woman is investigating.
Is the truth about her husband’s disappearance wrong? If you are indifferent, it will make people feel cold.”
"But the family is in the most critical moment..."
"It's an unintentional mistake, but no punishment will be given." Wang Xian's voice softened and he said: "Since you were saved by me, God won't let you die, so don't let God's kindness go down. Don't think too much and take good care of yourself first.
"After a pause, he said: "Also, Zheng Wu's name is too unpleasant. Since you are mine, I will naturally change your name." After thinking about it, he said, "What should you call it? Xiaobaicai?"
When the little widow heard this, she was ashamed and angry, but she didn't dare to offend this domineering young man again. She whispered: "The slave family has a name..."
"What's it called?" Wang Xianzhuangruo asked casually.
"..." The little widow's face turned red and she said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Xiu'er..."
"Shou'er?" Wang Xiandao: "Do you still have this name?"
"Xiuer, embroidery embroidery."
"Zheng Xiu'er is a good name." Wang Xian said unreasonably: "Let's call her Xiao Baicai. What a nice name. That's it." Then he decided, "There is no such person as Xiu'er in the world. From now on, there will only be Xiao Baicai."
Although she was very depressed about Wang Xian's random change of name, at that moment, the little widow was still a little absent-minded, as if a new self had replaced the original self...
Wang Xian got angry and overbearing, and finally calmed the little widow, but he was worried that when she came to her senses, she might still be seeking death and survival. After leaving, Wang Xian told Lingxiao to be careful to prevent the little widow from having trouble.
As for Xianyun, now that Shuai Hui Erhei and the others are there, Wang Xian no longer has to guard him all day long. But the young master’s physical condition is all normal, so why doesn’t he wake up? Could it be that he has become a legendary vegetative state?
Once he had such an idea, Wang Xian inevitably became worried. He asked Ling Xiao, but Ling Xiao couldn't explain clearly. Although the little girl has high martial arts skills, she has little understanding of Taoism and is not sure what kind of state this is. Wang Xian wanted to come
I wanted to go, so I decided to go to Hangzhou as soon as possible and invite famous doctors for diagnosis and treatment. I could also see the people sent by Wudang Mountain earlier...
Taking advantage of Hu Wei's visit again, Wang Xian told him his idea and got his approval. Envoy Hu was still very efficient in his work. The next day, he sent someone to tell him that Zheng Fantai would return to Hangzhou tomorrow. You can
Take his boat, it's safe and stable.
This is naturally great. When Wang Xian told everyone, Shuai Hui and Er Hei were so happy that they didn't want to stay in Pujiang for a moment. Without any instructions, they started to pack their bags quickly. In fact,
There is nothing to clean up, because the clothes and books that I brought were completely burned in the county government fire. But can you go back empty-handed during the New Year?
Fortunately, although he took office for a short period of time, he caught up with the autumn tax collection. Wang Xian, the second master, finally got two hundred taels of silver. He simply took it all and bought it into Jinhua ham to take back... People from other producing provincial cities also watched.
It's not fancy, but this ham is loved by everyone, and even if it is given as a gift to the prefect, it is not shabby. People who have been officials are always vague in these human affairs.
The next day, Wu Wei carried Xianyun on his back, Shuai Hui and Er Hei carried heavy poles, and Lingxiao supported Xiuxiu. They followed Wang Xian to the official ship dock. Only then did they realize that they were not the only ones who had hitched a boat, but also Jin Yiwei who had returned home...
…
Naturally, an official like Wang Xian had to stay aside to wait for the chief envoy and the royal guards to board the boat first, and then it was their turn.
While waiting, Wang Xian saw the heavily guarded Jinyi guards, holding down several heavy-walking prisoners, slowly boarding the ship... Those prisoners were covered with chains from head to toe, and their footsteps made a clanging sound with every step they took.
It's very fine, just move it every step of the way.
If you look closely, it turns out that their hands and feet are handcuffed together. The chains between the two shackles can only move step by step. It looks like a woman walking lightly. The inconvenience of movement is not only second, but the key is this humiliation.
, it’s really torturous.
Wang Xian saw that the oldest prisoner among them was his old boss, Magistrate Mi. Of course, Lao Mi no longer had an official robe to wear. He was wearing a torn cotton robe with cotton everywhere, his face was scarred, and his spirit was listless.
Eating Jinyiwei's snacks...among the factory guards, eating snacks means torture.
Wang Xian opened his mouth but said nothing as he watched his old boss being escorted onto the ship. Today, Lao Mi is no longer the drunken and dreamy prince of Jiuguo County. He is the main culprit of the rebellion in Pujiang County and has confessed that he is a Ming Cultist...
When he arrives in the capital in the future, what awaits him will be the fate of being executed by Lingchi. There is no doubt that
Even though his wife in Mizhi County died and never renewed their relationship, and his two daughters had already married... If you marry and follow your husband, he will not be affected by him. But after all, he did not jump out of a stone. He also has brothers and relatives. These people
It is still inevitable to be implicated.
Looking at the desolate back of Mizhi County, Wang Xian felt mixed emotions. It is said that this man asked for it - since he embarked on the road of rebellion, he should have expected such an ending. But I am afraid that if I do it again,
Mizhi County will still do this... How should we evaluate him, a loyal minister or a traitor? It seems that there is no wrong way to say it. There is nothing wrong with being loyal to one's beliefs, but for one's own beliefs, let Pujiang County turn into white ground, innocent people
Is it really right that the people are in ruins? How is this different from the Emperor Yongle whom they hated and despised?
Standing by the surging river, watching the water rolling eastward, Wang Xian was a little confused... He always believed in the saying, 'Despicableness is the passport of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble,' but in this Pujiang City
, he saw with his own eyes the human tragedy caused by the noble and the despicable. The word "noble" on the epitaph of the noble man was clearly made with the blood of countless people who died in Pujiang County.
Ten years have passed since the battle of peace, but innocent people are still bleeding. Can noble people still pat their chests and say that they are noble?
Wang Xian stood there silently with his head lowered. At some point, Zhou Zhengtai stood beside him, as if speaking to him, or whispering to himself: "I said, the best is like water. In fact, it is said that people should follow the trend.
Doing it, only in this way can it benefit all things without harming. If you do it knowingly that you cannot do it, you can certainly enjoy yourself, but doing it against the trend will harm the country and the people..." After a pause, he said: "Mencius said: 'The people
The most important thing is the country, the country is the second, and the king is the least. It tells us that loyalty to the emperor, patriotism, and love for the people are all in order. At least the beliefs that are truly worthy of our persistence will not conflict with the well-being of the people, let alone
This must be the case if someone will do things that harm the people in the name of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism."