In the twenty-first year of Qianlong, a rainy night in late autumn.

The gate of the Pujia compound in Wuxi County, Jiangsu Province is closed, and the brother of the owner of the Pujia compound, Pudong Sheng, is hurrying to the stables in the light rain.

Pu Puchen is 22 years old this year, has been following his father in other places to do business, this time he came to his brother's house because his father was ill, he personally came to ask his brother to go back to visit.

In the evening, Pudong Sheng arranged for him to stay in the wing, and tomorrow morning, he and his brother would rush back to visit his father.

The compound of my brother's house is very spacious, with more than 30 rooms in the upper room, lower room and side room, it seems that my brother has made a fortune over the years, but he doesn't know anything about what business my brother does.

The sound of the dripping rain drowned out his footsteps, and the lights of the houses in the courtyard had long since been turned off, and when he came to a corner, he vaguely saw a woman dressed in white hurrying by.

The elder brother has no daughter, only one son has not yet started a family, so this must be the maid of the Pu family, what is she going to do at such a late hour? Pudongchen followed.

Crossing the long road, the woman suddenly stopped when she walked under a flower-scented laurel tree, put a white silk on the tree, and then stood on tiptoe and tucked her neck in.

"Hey, girl!" Pu Pu Chen exclaimed, and rushed over with an arrow, grabbed the girl by the waist, and rescued her from the white silk with difficulty.

"Girl, what's going on? Why look for a short view! Pu Puchen gently placed her under the laurel tree and asked puzzledly.

She leaned limply against the trunk of the tree and looked at him, silent, just exhaling heavily.

Under the moonlight, her rain-soaked figure was exquisite, and her skirt was tightly attached to her body, revealing the unique temptation of a young woman.

"Why save me?" She asked unappreciatively. The sound broke through the sparse rain and reached the ears of the night servant.

"Who?" In the distance, the voice of a servant could be heard.

"Oh, it's ......" Before the word "I" could be spoken, Pu Pu Chen's mouth was gently blocked by a cold and smooth lips.

Then, the woman's hands gently hooked his neck, and her body pressed against his chest.

Looking at each other, her eyes were as deep as water, gradually drowning him, he automatically blocked all the wind, rain and footsteps, closed his eyes, and couldn't help but respond.

"Who is there in the middle of the night? Did you hear it wrong? The voice of a young domestic servant.

"Is it an auditory hallucination?" Another elderly domestic servant said.

"It must be an auditory hallucination, don't worry, the door is locked tightly, you can't run them! Let's go, go back to sleep! ”

"Haah~ Then go back!" The servant yawned and walked away briskly.

The woman quickly stopped the movements in her mouth, and a hot kiss that made Pudong Chen unfinished came to an abrupt end.

"Girl, what can't you think of to find a short-term view? Let's hear it, perhaps, I can help a little. Pu Pu Chen's tone trembled slightly.

"Am I beautiful?" The woman's answer was very chic.

"Beauty." Pu Pu Chen blurted out.

"Will you marry me, then?" The woman stared into his eyes and asked softly.

Although he didn't know who the girl's name was, and how old she was, but men and women were not close to each other, and since he had been captured by her, he was responsible for her.

As for the identity, since it is in the eldest brother's house, she looks so handsome and doesn't seem to have suffered anything, she should be a maid who doesn't know the rules when she first arrives.

If you ask your eldest brother for a maid, it shouldn't be a difficult task.

"Yes! I'll go talk to my eldest brother tomorrow. Pu Puchen nodded vigorously.

Seeing that he answered without hesitation, the woman lowered her head shyly.

Fang Cai's hot kiss had already stirred up the turmoil in his heart, and looking at the beautiful woman in the moonlight, he gently held her in his arms and returned to his room.

After a tumultuous rain, the woman pillowed her head on Pu Pu Chen's chest and whispered, "Take me away, second uncle!" ”

"What do you call me? What second uncle? Pu Puchen got up abruptly and looked at the woman in his arms in a daze.

"Second uncle, my name is Wu Niang, and I am the child wife of your nephew Pu Si." The woman looked him straight in the eye and spoke in astonishment.

"This, you are Pusi's child adopted wife? Why didn't I know about this? Pudongchen was dumbfounded.

Although she is so beautiful that she is ecstatic, if she knows that she is her nephew and daughter-in-law, she will not think about killing him.

"Second uncle, I don't want to marry that beast, now, I am already your person, if this matter is exposed, I have only one way to die, can you bear it?" Wu Niang sighed lightly and lowered her eyes.

How could he be willing to let her die?

Now that a big mistake has been made, there is no choice but to escape.

Turning his head to look out the window, the rain was still dripping.

Perhaps, this rain was specially for the two of them, he quickly grabbed a piece of clothing and draped it on Wu Niang, jumped out of bed and grabbed Wu Niang's hand and rushed out of the room. When she left the room, Wu Niang casually grabbed a green ball of thread on the table in her hand.

Although she can sing and dance, write and draw, but her favorite is embroidery, with a needle and a few threads can outline a piece of splendor, although she can't dance knives and guns, but this thing may be able to come in handy at a critical moment.

Pu Pu Chen didn't know what Wu Niang was thinking, and reminded her in a low voice: "What time is it?" And take such a burden! Throw it away! ”

Wu Niang hesitated for a moment, and quickly pulled the needle out of the thread. There was a long green silk thread on the needle, and Wu Niang gently wrapped her fingers around the long and thin needle, and the silk thread quickly covered the whole needle from beginning to end, like a pocket version of the golden hoop stick in green clothes.

Of course, she didn't stuff it into her ears, but pinned it directly to the peony flower on her belly pocket on her chest, like a green branch, dotted with blooming peonies, and others couldn't tell that there was a mechanism hidden in it.

At this time, it was already a child, and the top and bottom of the house had fallen asleep, Pudongchen touched the stable, led the horse to the gate, split the door locked by the iron chain, and pulled Wu Niang to ride the horse and plunge into the light rain.

A servant was about to go to the toilet with his pants up, and when he saw the door open, he immediately shouted, and Pudong Pudong Sheng heard that someone had escaped, and quickly led people to chase after him.

In the panic, Wu Niang's coat slipped to the ground, leaving only a pink satin belly pocket on her upper body, and the twilight autumn rain fell coldly on her fair and delicate skin, freezing her to shiver.

Pu Pu Chen took her tightly into his arms and covered her from the continuous rain.

"Stop!" Behind came the hoarse shouts of the housekeepers and the clattering of horses' hooves.

This is an old horse, he has been following Pudongchen for some years, and he has been tired for a whole day during the day, and he has not stopped at this time, and it is a little difficult to run with two people.

As a result, they accidentally tripped over a rattan on the side of the road and directly threw the two off their horses.

Pu Puchen pulled the struggling horse hard, and when he saw that Jiading had chased after him, he could only drop the horse and take Wu Niang's hand and run on foot.

"Ouch!" Running too fast, Wu Niang accidentally sprained her foot.

"Wu Niang, how are you? Come up, I'll carry you! Pudongchen pulled Wu Niang up and leaned down.

"Sir, there they are!" The servant held a torch high and pointed at the backs of the two.

"Give me chase!" Pudong Sheng shook the whip in his hand vigorously, cutting countless rain threads.

"Yes! You guys go over there and block it, you guys, come with me! "A servant who knows this place well is like a general sitting in town.

Wu Niang and Pu Pu Chen, who couldn't tell the direction, were soon wrapped in "dumplings".

"It's so late, where are you two going?" Pudongsheng's face looked very terrifying under the light of the torches.

"Big brother...... I'm sorry for you, I really like Wu Niang, please fulfill us! Pudongchen knew that he was wrong, and he begged for good words.

"Yes! This son has fulfilled you dog man and woman today! Let you go to the underworld and live happily! It was Wu Niang's fiancé Pu Si who spoke. He watched his adopted wife and second uncle hugging each other, and he was so angry that the muscles on his face suddenly lost shape.

He didn't know that this beautiful child foster wife would not have sex with him even if she was not abducted by her second uncle. She should belong to the public, Pudong Sheng has cultivated her so well, how can she easily become someone's private collection?

"Son! Murder pays for your life! Listen to your father's words, arrest Wu Niang and let you dispose of it, and let your second uncle go! Pudongsheng said.

"Don't want this water-based poplar slut son! My son has to slaughter the dog man and woman with his own hands to quench the hatred in my heart! "Pu Si is at the age of blood and strength, how can he tolerate the betrayal of his sweetheart?

There is no forgiveness in his world, either flawless or crumbled into slag.

"This slut is dead when he dies, but your second uncle ......" In order to prevent the only son from being ruthless to the baby who had been cultivated for seven years, Pudong Sheng immediately changed his rhetoric.

"The brute who stole my fiancée is also worthy of being my second uncle? Pu Pu Chen, since you gave me a green hat for no reason, then I have no choice but to give you a Huangquan Road in return! ”

As he spoke, Pu Si snatched one of the servants' sticks and walked towards Pu Pu Chen.

Wu Niang reached out to cover her chest, and easily pulled out the long needle from the peony flower on her chest and hid it in her fingertips, she decided that once Pu Si made a move, even if she died, she would die with him.

"Pusi! Hugh be impulsive! Listen to your dad and don't do anything outside. Arrest them back first, and if you catch them back, you will be killed or chopped at your disposal! Pudongsheng calmly persuaded his son.

"Young master, the master is right, take them back and repair them slowly! Come, give me the stick! The servant snatched the stick from Pu Si's hand in a coaxing manner.

"Humph! You two embarrassing dogs, just wait to be beaten to death with sticks! Pu Si walked away angrily.

In order to prevent his son from destroying the "masterpiece" he had worked hard to cultivate for many years, Pudong Sheng ordered people to keep an eye on Pu Si, and ordered people to arrest Wu Niang and Pudong Pu Chen back and tie them up in the firewood room, ready to dispose of them tomorrow.

Wu Niang quietly withdrew the long needle and inserted it next to the peony flower on her chest again.

At this time, Wang Huizu, who had been recuperating at home for a long time due to illness, was talking to two mothers who stayed up late to work.

Wang Huizu is a talent in Dayi Village, Xiaoshan County, and once worked as a scholar for Hu Wenbo, the prefect of Changzhou, Jiangsu. Because Hu Wenbo supervised the transportation of Shandong Linqing, Huizu could not accompany him due to illness, so he recuperated at home for a while.

Now that he has recovered from his illness, he plans to go out on an errand again.

In fact, Wang Huizu wanted to gain fame to comfort his ancestors, but because the family had too many debts, he couldn't bear to let the two mothers work too hard, so he had to choose to study with a curtain to reduce the burden on the family by the way.

"Mother, my son is going to find a new errand tomorrow, don't be too tired at home!" Wang Huizu put down the brush in his hand and admonished.

"Son, go with confidence! You don't have to worry about things at home. Stepmother Wang stopped what she was doing, sighed and said.

"Remember your father and your grandfather's words, no matter where you go, don't do evil!" The biological mother, Xu, skillfully pasted the paper money in her hand.

"Son remembered!"

"Have you decided which yamen to go to?" Stepmother Wang's eyes opened her tired eyelids and yawned. Because of staying up late all year round, his eyes are bloodshot.

Wang Huizu gently took out a map from his sleeve and unfolded it in front of a dilapidated table, and gently circled it in Jiangsu and Zhejiang with a pen: "My son will make a mistake in this circle in the future." ”

After returning to the room, Hui Zu wrote a couplet: "Hard work may not be the end of the day, and hot hands must be guarded against." Then, listening to the sound of the rain, he fell asleep.

The well-known master is like a fragrant glutton, and the major yamen are vying to hire him, but he is a novice who has just debuted, and no one knows his name at all. Jiangsu and Zhejiang are so big, he doesn't know where to go.

The next morning, when Wang Huizu walked to the dock, a ship was about to set sail, so he asked, "Where is this going?" ”

"Wuxi, Jiangsu." The helmsman replied.

Wuxi? He took out the map and took a cursory look, and it was exactly in the circle he was in.

"It seems that God wills so! Then go to Wuxi! Wang Huizu stuffed the map into his sleeve and got on the boat without hesitation.