It is said that an old monk passed by here, asking for alms, and suddenly asked if anything had happened in the county recently.
Someone told him immediately, and the old monk laughed and said: "Wealth and luck have been cultivated for many generations, how can we take them away by force? If the innate luck can be snatched away by others, wouldn't there be bloody disasters every day?
Why do you call me so blessed and noble? How can anyone believe such unreasonable words?"
After saying that, the old monk left, and then everyone discovered that there were no footprints on the snow he walked on!
So everyone immediately thought it was a divine revelation and believed it 100%.
Walking on the snow without leaving any trace is really cool!
Just when Tang Shijin thought this was the end, Hualang came over again the next morning and talked about the latest rumors.
It is said that someone said that the wealth of the female God of Wealth cannot be snatched away by others, but the father of the female God of Wealth, who bleeds the same blood as the God of Wealth, has a despicable character and cannot be recognized by God. The wealth cannot be used at all. If
Another person with a good character, even if he does not come from a rich family, at least he will be rich enough and his dreams will come true.
After Tang Shijin heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Yan Baiwei.
I feel that only his obsessive-compulsive disorder can pull off this interlocking, one-in-one plan.
Yan Baiwei looked back calmly, with an innocent look on his face.
Then Hualang whispered to her: "Sister, I can help you deal with them."
"Don't!" Tang Shijin said sternly: "Hua Lang, you have to understand that human life is the most important barrier for a person's behavior. You guard this barrier not for others, but for yourself. Therefore, never break it easily. Never break it.
don't want."
Hualang sighed and lowered his head: "I just think that such a vicious person is hard to guard against."
"It doesn't matter," Tang Shijin said: "They can't make any flowers."
Yan Baiwei said: "The knife he borrowed is now pointed at himself. He really can't do any good things!"
On their side, the problem has been solved.
However, Tang Youde and Zhu were not informed, and they were still secretly looking forward to her misfortune.
Perhaps because of the complicit friendship, Mrs. Zhu did not beat Tang Youde in the past two days, and she was still excited when she came home: "I saw that little beast just now! His face was so pale! Something must have happened!"
"Seriously?" Tang Youde was also full of excitement, holding up half of his body: "I told you that I would deal with her, it would be easy!"
Zhu said: "It's a pity that I don't know what happened! She keeps two wild men at home every day, and there is no way to see them!"
Tang Youde said: "Go to the town and ask about it!"
Zhu thought for a while: "That's good, I just sold the handkerchief I just embroidered!"
So she ignored the heavy snow and hired a donkey cart from the village to enter the county town. Hualang's people immediately stared at her, so she heard that the goddess of wealth was attacked and injured.
The cunning plan was sold, and Mrs. Zhu was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
Unexpectedly, when they came out of Xiuzhuang, there was a man who looked like a steward. He came over slowly and said, "Are you Tang Youde's wife?"
Zhu asked: "Who are you?"
The man said: "I heard that you broke Tang Youde's leg?"
Zhu's face changed: "Don't talk nonsense!"
In the village, she was not afraid of people finding out, but outside, she did not dare to lose such a reputation.
The man smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't report it to the official... I just want to say, since you two don't have much love as husband and wife, then if there is a thing to make a fortune, will you do it?"
Zhu hesitated for a moment: "What's the matter?"
The man came over and said a few words. Zhu hesitated for a while and quickly nodded. The two got into the carriage and headed for Zhulin Village.
Hualang followed leisurely behind, watching the carriage move, he jumped forward, hung on the back of the carriage, and hitched a ride so easily.
Mrs. Zhu took the steward back home. As soon as Tang Youde saw her coming back, he asked anxiously: "How is it?"
Zhu said: "I heard someone say that she asked someone to stab her."
Tang Youde burst into laughter and was very excited: "Okay, okay, okay! Sure enough, God has eyes! This beast will also have such a day! I want to see how long this kind of rebellious girl who doesn't even know how to be filial to her father can survive.
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Zhu's expression was a little strange. After a while, she said: "This is what you said...you can't blame me."
Tang Youde was puzzled, "What do you mean by this?"
Zhu rushed up to him, blocked his mouth with a ball of rags, pulled his hands behind him, and bundled them randomly.
Tang Youde's eyes widened in shock. Zhu's expression was complicated and happy at the same time. She took out a small bamboo tube from her arms, opened the quilt directly, and stabbed him in the thigh. Blood flowed out.
came out.
Tang Youde struggled desperately, but couldn't move his hands. He shook his head desperately and slapped Zhu with his whole upper body. However, Zhu gritted his teeth and couldn't move. He watched helplessly as he was filled with blood instantly.
Bamboo tube, Tang Youde's eyes gradually became blurred, and he fell back with a bang.
Mrs. Zhu put the bamboo tube away, thought for a moment, and placed the tea cup next to it under the wound. Then she went out and handed a bamboo tube of blood to the steward.
The steward opened it, looked at it, gave her ten taels of silver with satisfaction, got into the carriage leisurely and left.
Hualang then dragged the bamboo pole and came over to talk to Tang Shijin.
Tang Shijin said in surprise: "Did you arrange this person?"
Hualang shook his head: "No, he is Huang Laoer's housekeeper at the casino."
Tang Shijin was convinced... Really, this is called worldly retribution! Shooting yourself in the foot!
Tang Youde is not fat. Generally speaking, a one-time blood loss of 800 ml is dangerous. An ordinary household bamboo cup contains about 250-300 ml. The bamboo tube, according to Hua Lang's description, should be able to hold about 200 ml.
How many times can it be sold?
Tang Shijin waved his hand: "You will be punished if you do something wrong, so don't worry about them!"
For Zhu, this event opened the door to a new world.
In two days, she sold three cups of blood. It is said that she started asking for high prices. One cup of blood sold for thirty taels.
Then I heard that Huang Laoer sent someone to make a deal and wanted to take the eldest daughter in. Zhu agreed and took a small sedan to carry her there that night. Zhu received another fifty taels of silver.
Tang Shijin said: "Is Mr. Zhu trying to save money and want to run away?"
Yan Baiwei said: "It's not so fast. I just went to the wine shop and stopped by and smelled the smell of ginseng soup."
Tang Shijin twitched the corner of his mouth.
Greed makes people lose their minds. Zhu still wants to fatten up and sell it for a long time?
She shook her head and asked Yan Baiwei: "Small wine shop, how many kilograms of wine are there?"
Yan Baiwei said: "It's more than six hundred kilograms, right?"
Tang Shijin said: "Did you buy wine again?"
"Well," Yan Baiwei said, "My predecessor asked them to send another two thousand catties."
"Did you put some money in there?" Tang Shijin raised his head and calculated: "After that, it must be three hundred taels, right? Add something else... more than three hundred and twenty taels? I'll press three when the sausage is settled.
I'll pay you the dividends? Or I'll count you as a shareholder. I invested about one thousand and one, and you got three hundred. What do you think of me giving you two cents of profit?" (To be continued)