One hundred thousand silver is by no means a small amount. The young man with red lips and white teeth in front of him doesn't even move his eyelids?
No matter how rich you are, it won't be like this, right?
Could it be that this guy is the emperor's illegitimate son?
Not only the bandits, but also Mr. Zhuo and Yue Haitang didn't know the details of Xia and Shang. Seeing him writing calmly, they couldn't help but feel suspicious.
The two bandits in the room were the most frustrated. They tapped their feet and secretly looked at the paper in front of Xia Shang, wondering what this guy would write?
But after reading it, I realized that I couldn't read at all, so I looked around angrily, fearing that women and old people would see that I was uneducated.
After waiting like this for a while, the two bandits became impatient, but Xia Shang was still writing.
"Hey! You don't know how to play any tricks, do you? Does it take so long to write a letter?"
Xia Shang did not raise his head: "This is a letter worth one hundred thousand taels of silver. It must be written carefully word for word. What if you are not careful and your family is unwilling to give money?"
"Oh, you are quite sensible. It's okay, you can write slowly, we are not in a hurry."
While talking, Yue Haitang and Mr. Zhuo also looked at the papers on the table and couldn't help but look confused.
Not to mention the content, just looking at the densely packed words on the paper doesn’t mean it’s a letter from home?
What on earth is this man doing?
Xia Shang did not give any explanation for the whole process. No matter how impatient the bandits were, Xia Shang always said that when he finished writing it, he would be able to exchange it for one hundred thousand taels of silver.
Two hours later, it was already dark, and Xia Shang finally stopped his long speech.
A thick stack of paper, probably containing thousands of words.
The two bandits who were supervising were immediately confused. They thought to themselves: How afraid of death must this person be? How could he write so many words to ask his family for money to redeem his life? Could it be that he had a grudge against the mother-in-law at home, and he was afraid that she would add insult to injury if he refused to save her.
?
Xia Shang roasted each text on the fire. After making sure that the ink was dry, he put it in a prepared envelope and handed it to the bandit. He said solemnly: "Give this to the Zhujia Bookstore.
If you say this thing is worth a hundred thousand taels, someone will naturally give you the money."
"You can get the money by handing it to Zhujia Bookshop? Is it that simple?"
"Of course, you must keep your promise after you get the money back."
"Don't worry! As long as you can get the money, everything will be easy. If you can't get the money, or if we find out that you are using tricks... humph... then don't blame us for being unkind."
After receiving the letter, I didn't know whether the bandits went to Yangzhou overnight, so they locked the three people in the thatched hut.
The thatched house is simple and simple, with only a decent table, a few chairs and two beds.
There are only straw mats on the bed, one big and one small. The big bed can accommodate two people, and the small bed can only accommodate one person lying sideways.
There was an oil lamp on the table, its flame weak, swaying in the night wind that slipped into the room.
Young man, woman, old man.
Three people, three identities, three parties.
People who were supposed to be incompatible with each other got together by mistake and became prisoners.
After everyone else left, the three of them gathered together quietly again, calling each other with a look of sadness in their eyes.
But everyone knew in their hearts that the current gathering was short-lived, and maybe the bandits would go their separate ways tomorrow after receiving the ransom. There was only one light in the middle, as lonely as the moonlight outside the thatched house.
"Miss Haitang, your body must be nourished with medicine, otherwise your life will still be in danger."
Even now, Mr. Zhuo is still thinking about Yue Haitang's injury.
The heart of a doctor is truly admirable.
It made Xia Shang feel a little guilty.
Yue Haitang shook his head: "For now, it's better to escape from this life as soon as possible. My injury... I know it myself."
"Hey!" Mr. Zhuo sighed and stroked his white beard: "Miss Haitang, if it weren't for your profound skills and stronger physique than ordinary people, your body would have been exhausted by now. You must not take it lightly. I will definitely find some herbs tomorrow."
"Okay, let's talk about what to do tomorrow."
Soon, the lights in the thatched hut went out, and the three of them slept in the same room.
It's midnight, outside the thatched house.
The lonely moonlight shines on the small mountain col, and only the slow stream shines with phosphorescence. In the woods and grass, there are many insects, and I don't know what kind of insects are hiding.
Kuangfeng Village gradually became quieter, because it was located in a secluded location and did not need to be on guard at night, so everything was quiet.
But in the open space of the school grounds of the cottage, two burly figures were walking one behind the other.
"Master, I am serious this time, please allow me this time."
"Don't mess with the rules, no matter whether you are serious or not."
"Master... Master, I beg you, I really like that girl, whether she has ever been married or not, I like her all the time. I will go and kill that boy right now, and that girl will be
A widow?"
"Snapped!"
"Are you looking for death?" The boss turned around and slapped his subordinates behind him in a circle, "If you dare to mess around, believe it or not, I will kill you right now!"
"Master, we are bandits! You who are bandits can't even get a woman you like, so why are you still acting like bandits?"
"It is precisely because we are bandits that we cannot let others look down upon us! Bandits are also human beings, and we must have principles for being a human being. We must do everything according to the rules and cannot break them. If she marries someone, you will end this relationship.
Tiao Xin, if she and the man are just acting, you can take the woman away. How about that?"
"Acting?" The bandit behind him was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, "Yes! Why didn't I think of that? He said they were husband and wife? They must be a fake couple! I will capture that kid and torture him. See
Does he still dare to act?"
"What are you so excited about? I have the final say on this matter! Go to the thatched hut first and see if they sleep on the same bed."
Not long after, there were two more people outside the thatched house.
Through the thin window, the three people sleeping in the room were clearly visible.
Xia Shang and Mr. Zhuo squeezed into the big bed, while Yue Haitang slept alone in the small bed.
"Haha! They are indeed a fake couple!" The impatient bandit couldn't bear his temper and yelled out.
The boss punched him in the head and yelled angrily: "What are you doing?"
The subordinate then covered his mouth and laughed cautiously.
However, it was too late to be careful now, because this man's voice was too loud.
The three people in the room were all awakened.
As prisoners, everyone couldn't sleep, and they didn't take off their clothes. They quickly got up from the bed, gathered together, and watched warily outside the room.
"Who?!" Xia Shang shouted.
Seeing this, the two people outside the house unlocked the door and entered the thatched cottage.
The other party is the boss, so he must have great abilities!
Xia Shang was pounding in his heart, wondering what the other party's purpose was: "Didn't he say that he would be released after paying the ransom? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
"What are you doing? Are you really a couple?"
Xia Shang glanced at Yue Haitang and affirmed: "Really."
"Then why not sleep together?"
"You have to say? They are obviously a fake couple!" The younger brother next to him started shouting.
"Isn't it okay that she is my fiancée? We haven't married yet, so of course we can't sleep with her."
"Can my fiancée meet casually?"
"We had a private meeting at the Poetry Club. We didn't want to meet a thief, so we ended up in trouble together."
"This is just your word, how can anyone believe it? Unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless the wedding is arranged in the village tomorrow, I will believe you." (To be continued)