339 Lily swallows gold ingots

Cheng Baihe became more and more disappointed with Dong Ping; Dong Ping became more and more unkind to Cheng Baihe.

Since Dong Ping poisoned Guan Sheng and stabbed Zhang Qing to death, he loyally followed Liu Yu to mess around, dug people's ancestral graves, and willingly became the lackeys of the Jin people, looking down on him from the depths of his heart. But she still wanted to pull him along, and use a woman's gentleness and the most simple truth to make him wake up.

"As for women, their hair is long and their knowledge is short!" Dong Ping smiled, "You eat, you drink, you don't care about anything else!" ”

"Husband-" Lily took her husband's hand and said, "We are from the Great Song Dynasty, how can we work for the Jin people?" ”

"Bullshit Da Song, sooner or later, it's all the world of golden people. When the Jin people occupied the entire Great Song Dynasty, did we Han people commit suicide and martyrdom? ”

"However, we can't help the abuse, do things that hurt heaven and reason, and dig up people's ancestral graves!"

"Those luxurious graves are buried with the people's fat and people's ointment, which is called taking from the people and using it for the people. - You don't care about these things, if you have these thoughts, you might as well give me another son! ”

Cheng Baihe felt that Dong Ping was becoming more and more unreasonable; Dong Ping felt more and more that Cheng Baihe's mother-in-law was a mother.

As Cheng Baihe grew older and his status improved, Dong Ping didn't think his wife was beautiful. At this time, in order to shorten the distance between Dong Ping, Liu Yu gave him two young and beautiful palace maids. If in the past, Dong Ping really only had Cheng Baihe in his heart, he would have categorically refused. This time, I smiled happily. Afraid that Cheng Lily would be stimulated, he chose another courtyard and hid them in the golden house.

The two palace maids, one Qianjiao and the other Qianjiao, are around twenty years old, and they are charming and charming, and they immediately fascinated Dong Ping. I feel that Cheng Baihe is old, and she is a broken mouth, pulling a bitter gourd face all day long, which is too boring.

Dong Ping is happy and happy, and he is happy with Qianjiao and Meiqianjiao all day long. One night, the three of them drank together again, and the more they drank, the more speculative they became. Dong Ping hugged left and right, pinched this face, pinched that ear and lip.

"Sing a cheerful song to Master Dong, sing it well, and each person will be rewarded with a gold ingot." Dong Ping said with a smile.

Qianjiao and Mei Qianjiao got down from Dong Ping, one played the piano, the other played the pipa, and sang a beautiful song-

Juanjuan's white snow skirt cage, infinite style bending. Take a nap and be timid, and lean on the curtain. The water bones are tender, the jade mountains are long, and the mandarin ducks are holding the spring breeze.

The rouge is dyed with beautiful red makeup, and the half-enlightenment still contains jasmine fragrance. A kind of sweetness who knows, pay the lover in the courteous account. The peach contains a piece, the durian breaks the room, and the shadow cup enters the yao.

"Good!" Dong Ping clapped his hands and shouted.

"Dong Lang, I heard that you can sing any song, you can also sing a song for the slave family!" The second daughter pleaded.

"Good! I'll sing you the words of Liu Qi. Dong Ping took the pipa from Qian Jiaomei's hand and sang while playing-

Full of palace waist slender. The age is the only way to be old. Just been touched by the romance, and the weeping poplar bun. Beginners learn strict makeup, like a depiction of a shaved figure, timid rain and shy cloud affection. How coquettish the move is. Fighting for Nai's heart, he will not pity his son-in-law first. It's long and late at night, and if you don't want to go into the mandarin quilt, you will be undressed and undressed, and Yingying will stand up with a silver slug on her back, but you will sleep first.

"Great!" Qianjiao and Meiqianjiao pounced.

When the three of them were making love, Cheng Lily's maid Sayuri came, and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, Madam is sick, go back and have a look!" ”

Dong Ping said coldly: "I know, you go back first!" - I'll be back in a moment. ”

Sayuri didn't dare to say anything more and went back. Told Cheng Baihe everything he saw. The two places are not far away, and Cheng Baihe has long known where Dong Ping's golden house hides Jiao, but she is a delicate person and will not make trouble.

"You go to sleep, I'll be alone for a while!" Cheng Lily urges Sayuri to go to sleep.

"Madam, you have to open some, it is normal for a person with a status like the master to have three wives and four concubines." Sayuri persuaded.

Cheng Baihe had mixed feelings, and the more she thought about it, the more boring it became. Initially, Dong Ping killed her family and took her as his wife, hating him very much. But as time went by, Dong Ping treated her well, had a child, and slowly accepted him. After her son died, she didn't die if she wanted to, Dong Ping took great care of her, and the most difficult days passed.

Now, it's all changed. Dong Ping has become a lackey of the Jin people, he has no humanity, he is getting worse and worse for himself, and he has no children, what hope is there for life? In the past, I hanged myself twice, but I didn't die. Don't hang yourself this time, swallow the gold!

Cheng Baihe took out a small box from the cabinet, which contained six gold ingots, found a moderate one, sat on the bed and swallowed it raw. After swallowing, lie on the bed and wait for death.

Sayuri was not at ease, so she came over to see the owner after untying her hand, and squatted in a startle.

"Madame, Madame, Madame!" When I touched my wrist, there was no pulse.

couldn't care more about it, so he ran out of the house to find Dong Ping.

At this time, Dong Ping was playing with Qianjiaomei and Meiqianjiao Dale Tele to make "sandwiches". Sayuri cried and shouted and forced her way in.

"Is your dad dead, or is your mom dead? What are you mourning?! Dong Ping was very dissatisfied.

Qianjiao and Mei Qianjiao only hang a few strands - their own hair, still climbing Dong Ping.

"My father didn't die, my mother didn't die, it was Mrs. who swallowed gold and died!" Sayuri said hatefully.

"Really?!" Dong Ping asked urgently.

Sayuri didn't answer and turned away. Dong Ping hurriedly got out of bed, got dressed and rushed home. Old Bell Ancient Temple - the original with the original set. To be fair, Dong Ping still likes Cheng Baihe more, otherwise he wouldn't have made a lot of effort to get her.

Dong Ping held Cheng Baihe's corpse in his arms and wept bitterly.

"Lily, Lily, why are you so stupid? Our days are getting better day by day, why did you kill yourself? Yes, I have other women outside, but you are the woman I love the most!" Dong Ping cried very sadly.

"Master, don't put tears on Madame's face, Madame will be difficult to overlive!" An old mother persuaded.

Dong Ping stopped crying and decided to hold a grand funeral for Cheng Baihe. The ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, and the warning subordinates say that the wife is sick and died.

The coffin is the best in Bianliang City, and a big pearl obtained from tomb robbery is stuffed into Cheng Lily's mouth so that the corpse is not damaged. invited seventy-seven forty-nine monks to spend the undead for his wife.

Emperor Liu Yu led the "Prince" to pay tribute, which flattered Dong Ping.

Dong Ping muttered: "Baihe, the prince is here, the emperor is here, your face is so big!" - Go all the way! ”

Sayuri scolded in her heart: "This pair of dog father and son are here, they are really frustrated!" ”

Liu Yu held Dong Ping's hand and said again and again: "Brother Dong, mourn!" Condolences! ”

Dong Ping hurriedly said: "Thank you, Your Majesty!" ”

"It's all one family, don't talk about two families."

After Liu Yu left, Dong Ping was still a little puzzled, he used to call his nephew, why did he call his brother today. A few months later, Dong Ping understood what was going on.

Please take a look at the next time - 340 Dong Ping is happy to marry an owl