Chapter 9 The Hundred and Ten Changes of Happiness
Happiness is a relative thing. A beggar will be very happy if he has a steamed bun. A scholar will be very happy if he passes the imperial examination. A businessman will be very happy if he earns money. For the woman who leans on the door and looks at it, risking
My husband who has returned from the snow is my greatest happiness.
Lu Huiqing's world is cruel, so as long as he sees someone having the same experience as himself, he will feel happy from the bottom of his heart.
The excitement of meeting old friends has always filled his frail body, making his sallow complexion a little more rosy.
For the first time, I drank some strong wine, stretched out my limbs on the bed and carefully recalled every detail of my old friend. Such a surprising glimpse in the vast sea of people was enough.
After unbuttoning his clothes, his chest was still covered with fine tooth marks. He gently touched the scars that had persisted with his fingers and murmured to himself: "Beauty, how much you must have hated me back then."
Brother Chun came back, shook his head at the husband and whispered: "I can't find it out. It was a wandering warbler with the door ajar. No one was there when I found the place."
Lu Huiqing smiled and said: "Of course, if you can easily find out, how could your husband and me be made to feel like a human being or a ghost?"
If I can see my old friend before I die, I have fulfilled more than half of my wish. At least it means sir that I didn't have an erotic dream."
Brother Chun asked doubtfully: "Sir, you don't hate her?"
Lu Huiqing smiled and said: "It was he who caused my family to be ruined, it was she who caused me to be in a dilemma of life and death, it was she who turned me from a human into a ghost, you know? When hatred reaches the extreme, it turns into attachment.
Brother Chun, you are too young to understand the changes in these emotions. This is the so-called anode and yin, and the cathode and yang.
At the point where your husband is now, everything is nothing. If those women fall into our hands, I will not abuse them. Doing so will damage their beauty. I only hope that when I lie in the grave, they can
Stay by my side...you will have no regrets in this life."
"But we can't catch them now."
Lu Huiqing smiled and said: "We will catch them. Tokyo city is like a huge pond. As long as we can be sure that those beautiful koi are in this pond, we will always find them."
Brother Chun, haven't you ever thought about why those women wanted to kill Xue Dalang? Killing was for three reasons: making money, silence, and venting anger.
Never think too complicated about the reasons for killing. No matter it is a dignitary or a trafficker, their purpose of killing is just the same. No one is nobler than the other.
Xue Dalang must have a way to kill himself. As long as you figure out why Xue Dalang died, you can grab those beautiful little foxes by their tails..."
"Sir, the assets of Wang's consort's family in Tokyo, Damingfu, and Hebei have been withdrawn through the Song Dynasty Bank, totaling..."
Lu Huiqing stopped Brother Chun from reporting the accounts and said calmly: "Tell me what are you doing with these? Those things are all yours. Your husband, I have lost my appetite now. I only need two bowls of gruel every day to survive.
Use a few copper plates.
My biggest wish is to get those little foxes. Brother Chun, as long as this goal is achieved, regardless of whether I am still alive or not, you can dig a hole, bury me, and send those little beauties in with me.
Then, the sky is high and the birds can fly, you can go wherever you want and do whatever you want to do..."
Brother Chun knelt in front of Lu Huiqing and bowed deeply. It was this person who gave him everything he had, and it was this person who pulled him up from the deepest part of hell...
Hua Niang glanced at Xiaoman and sighed: "Killing is not something we women should do. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will turn into a monster if she kills someone and gets blood on her hands.
Hongxiu and Tangtang are both married, and Tangtang is already six months pregnant. Although Duanhong has no big future, fortunately he has admired Tangtang for many years, and his commitment to him is worthy of his hard work.
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Xiaoman, after this incident is over, you will be out of the horoscope. It's time to think about your future. Hanging out with those women all day is not a long time.
Flowers fall easily in spring, and beauties grow late, which is the worst possible outcome. You are all the people I personally selected, and I don’t want you to lose your good outcome.
Listen to me, it’s better to withdraw as soon as possible while the current battle is not fierce enough. I’m worried that even if you want to withdraw in the future, you won’t have the chance.”
Xiaoman turned around in a daze, put his hands like spring onions into the copper basin and scrubbed them vigorously until his hands turned red. Then he took his hands out of the water, raised his hands and said to Hua Niang: "
No fewer than fifteen men died under these hands, ranging from the young master of a wealthy family to the Gao Di who inherited the Shili family, to the fat businessman, there were all kinds of people.
With such a pair of hands, how do you expect me to use them to nurse a baby, mix soup and make soup? I am very worried that I will strangle my child to death with my own hands when I go crazy.
When Marquis Yun met me back then, he said that there was no way that I would end well. He said that my brain was damaged and that the ghost of my girlhood would be a lingering obstacle in my life. He also said
If I didn't die because of my madness in the end, it would be God's greatest mercy for me.
Over the years I have become more and more convinced of the truth of these words…
Sister, please allow me to stay in the astrolabe until the day I go crazy..."
Hua Niang frowned and said, "I remember that Yun Zheng said more than just that. He also said that if he wants you to live well, it would be best to marry you to a well-off farmer and have four or five children in a few years. Then you
You will be endlessly burdened by your own children and spend your whole life in a muddle. By the time the devil appears, you will be old and unable to do anything you want to do. Why do you only remember the bad things he said about you?
You didn’t remember a word of the good things I said about you.”
Xiaoman chuckled and said: "He saw my Persian dance and said it was nothing. He also said that he had seen a beautiful woman dancing holding an iron pipe before. It was much more beautiful than Persian dance, and it was even better.
It is said that the rich people in the Song Dynasty are all a bunch of bumpkins!
I found a stick and took off my clothes to perform for him, but he ran faster than anyone else. It was obvious that he really didn't want to see me."
Hua Niang laughed, put her mouth close to Xiaoman's ear and whispered a few words. Xiaoman's eyes opened wide and he asked in surprise: "Really?"
The old goddess Hua Niang said: "At that time, I was standing naked in the puddle, and this guy was squatting on the edge of the puddle and staring at me with a pair of sneaky eyes, without any shyness.
After getting married, he became very self-disciplined and seemed to have never touched other women except his own wives and concubines, which is extremely rare among the nobles of the Song Dynasty."
Xiaoman groaned for several times but failed to ask what he wanted to ask. Hua Niang curled her lips and said with a smile: "You just want to ask if we have an affair. Of course we don't have an affair! Otherwise, how could I marry Xiaolin?"
Although I don't care about that, I still won't do anything that would make my friends embarrassed or ashamed. You are different. If you really think it would be good to enter the Yun family, go for it. In my opinion, Yun Zheng doesn't seem to care about a person very much.
In the past, we care more about a person's present. As for the bloody smell of your hands, it is indeed a big problem for others. It is nothing to him. Whose smell of blood is as heavy as his?
You are as beautiful as a flower, and you are naturally charming. This is your biggest asset. Men, that's all. You spend more time thinking about problems with your lower body than your brain.
To be honest, Dousha Village is indeed a place as beautiful as a paradise. You can at least cultivate your mind and nature by going there. Even if you don’t really like men, you can at least live happily there under the blue sky and white clouds."
Xiaoman clapped his hands and said: "Since sister doesn't want me anymore, I will go to Dousha Village to see where you started. I want to bite men when I see them. There is no way to change this. If I don't do it for him, I will just mention it for you."
I should also go and see the white clouds and green water.
Of course, I just committed a crime in Tokyo and I always need to abscond."
Hua Niang saw Xiao Man packing his luggage with great interest, and smiled secretly: "Brother Yunzheng, my sister has finally taken good care of herself. Whether you have the ability to enjoy such a beauty depends on you."
Of course, there are no beauties around Yun Zheng, only a fat monk. He planned to drink wine and eat meat in Huangze Temple last night. The abbot of Huangze Temple, Monk Wugou, refused to kill him. Whatever he said, the Buddha was watching from above.
, you must achieve the state of being in a state where you would rather be known than seen.
So he had to move the wine and meat to the thatched pavilion outside Huangze Temple. Yun Zheng thought that with the Buddha's vast supernatural power, there was no reason why he didn't know about Wugou eating meat outside the wall. But when he saw Wugou gobbling up the meat, he was furious.
This sentence is hidden deep in my heart.
"I was dismissed from office, and it was Bao Zheng who used his last wish to get me down. He is not a treacherous and evil person, and a famous official would use this method. So now I am a treacherous and evil person in the Song Dynasty. You have to help me in the future.
Read the scriptures a few more times and say nice things, so that I won’t go to hell after death.”
Wugou held a chicken leg in his mouth and shook his plump head like a rattle. He said vaguely: "You will definitely go to hell after you die. There is basically no possibility of salvation. A guy who is vicious and cruel."
Why not go to hell?
How much blood was stained on your hands during a trip to Yanmen Pass? If you don’t go to hell, who will!”
Yun Zheng poured a bowl of wine for Wugou and motioned for him to wash down the freshly chewed chicken legs with the wine. He could not see the oil dripping from the corners of his mouth.
"I remember that last sentence that you monks often say."
Wugou swallowed the wine and meat with a gulp, and rubbed his greasy hands on his chest, proudly saying: "You go to hell, I will always go to hell, that is the mercy of my Buddha!"
Yun Zheng nodded and said: "As long as you say this, this friend will be in vain." (To be continued)