"Ahh In the little girl's struggle, Han Gang suddenly screamed in a low voice, sizzling in his mouth.

Han Yunniang immediately stopped being angry, looking back at Han Gang's frowning brows, as well as the sweat on her head, she asked nervously, "Third brother, what's wrong?" ”

Han Gang didn't answer, he pressed his waist with his right hand, and the expression on his face was indescribably painful.

"Third brother, you're fine, right?" Han Gang's reaction made Han Yunniang's voice cry.

"I fell off the horse two days ago and twisted my tendons...... Han Gang never blinked when he lied, and the little girl who had a heart tied to him was even more easy to coax, he squinted his eyes, and enjoyed letting Han Yunniang's tender little hands rub his waist. It was just gradually, the faint aroma from the little girl's body gradually caused the flame that Han Gang had hidden in his heart, and his breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

"Are you better?" Han Yunniang raised her head and looked at Han Gang's expression with concern, not knowing how attractive her movements were.

Han Gang is now a strong young man, and his normal physiological needs are also available. But the age of the little girl is here. Han Gang is not Mr. Daoxue, but a little girl who is only thirteen years old is difficult to handle. And I have to worry about the lack of safety measures, in case the little girl has a body, and her body is not fully developed, it is impossible for her to give birth to the child peacefully, and one corpse and two lives are certain.

Can Han Gang be willing to give it up? Don't even think about it.

There wasn't even a place around him where there was a fire, and Han Gang was now thinking about whether he really wanted to go to the private cave behind the Huimin Bridge? But what if you get sick? Although there will be no terminal disease that is said to have been passed on to humans by orangutans, there should be no shortage of other diseases. And Han Gang has always cherished his health.

Of course, after a thousand years, there are many tricks in the world, and even if you don't take the right path, there are many side methods, and Han Gang is here, and there is no shortage of theory and practice. It's just that he looked at Han Yunniang's childish little face, and his concentration on seriously massaging his injuries, so he couldn't do it. Han Gang wanted to cry without tears, it was actually not good to be too close, he couldn't imagine that he would become a 'beast as good' one day.

Han Gang sighed secretly and comforted himself, the delicacy should be eaten slowly, Zhu Bajie can't eat ginseng fruit. He thumped his head hard, causing the girl in his arms to look up in bewilderment. Forget it, forget it, let's take two more cold showers!

He raised his head and looked at the beams of the house that were red by the firelight, tomorrow is the beginning of spring, compared to the New Year's Day on the first day of the first month, this is the real beginning of the year, and it is also a very important festival. The day after tomorrow, I will be heading east to report to Tokyo City, and tomorrow I will be free, and it will be a pleasure to visit the festivals of this era.

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The candle burst and exploded, and the yellow flame seemed to be dancing the branch, flickering on the half of the red candle.

Yan Suxin closed his sour eyes tightly, and his eyeballs were swollen and painful. In the flickering candlelight, it is very eye-consuming to stare at the embroidered upper of your hand. There is no need to wait until tomorrow morning, the blue-black on the lower edge of her eyelids is now impossible to cover with powder.

He put down the satin-covered hoop and pinned the needle and thread to the corner of the silk. On the royal blue satin, a peony flower with yellow silk has been embroidered to the bottom of the two leaves, and the most famous golden belt circumference among the double-petaled peonies in Luoyang seems to grow on this palm-sized satin.

In one more day, the embroidery of these shoes should be finished, but the charcoal used for heating at home has been burned today. Yan Suxin was distressed, rubbing her eyebrows with her fingers, she has no money to spare now, and she can only rely on embroidery skills to support herself and Zhao'er, but it is not easy to eat a full stomach, where can she find money to buy charcoal again.

"Sixth sister?" On the bed behind her, a little girl with a pink jade bracelet stood up from the futon and sat on the bed rubbing her eyes sleepily.

Hearing the voice, Yan Suxin hurriedly turned around and stuffed her back into the quilt, "Zhao'er, you can continue to sleep...... Don't get up. ”

"Doesn't the sixth sister sleep?" Grabbing the corners, Zhao'er's big eyes flickered.

"The sixth sister will sleep in a while. Zhao'er is good, listen to the words of the sixth sister, and go to sleep quickly. ”

The little girl nodded honestly and closed her eyes obediently. Zhao'er, who is only seven years old, has no blood relationship with Yan Suxin, but her mother is also the maid of the Chen family and has always taken care of Yan Suxin. After Zhao'er's mother died of illness two years ago, Yan Suxin kept her by her side to take care of her.

Zhao'er should be the daughter of the Chen family, but I don't know which one of the Chen family kept the seed, and she was not recognized. This time, the Chen family was destroyed, and they luckily escaped the situation of falling into the Jiaofang Division. Also lucky is Yan Suxin, she is just Chen Ju's maidservant, not a concubine who is named on the genealogy. was not sent to the Jiaofang Division to pick up guests like Chen Ju's wives and concubines.

When the Chen Ju clan was destroyed, the officials who participated in the feast only left a small part of the family property of Chen Ju and his henchmen into the officials, and the remaining assets worth a total of more than 560,000 guan sat down and divided the spoils.

Among them, the real estate of the land house is the most popular, especially the property of Chen Jujia, which is contested by everyone. The Chen family has been rooted in Qinzhou for nearly 100 years, and most of the fields owned by them are fertile fields, and the mansion and shops are also in excellent locations. After a hundred years of accumulation, the official eunuch family with a thin family background is not as good as the Chen family, a local tyrant who is deeply rooted in the local area.

When Yan Shu, the prime minister of Taiping, was alive, his family was extremely noble, and the song 'the pear blossom courtyard dissolves the moon, and the catkins pond is faint in the wind', revealing the wealth and grandeur from the bones. But in the generation of his son Yan Jidao, although there is still Fu Bi, the prime minister's brother-in-law, the Yan family has already had a bit of decay. Fu Bi is now over sixty years old, and in a few years, when he dies, the Yan family will definitely fall - Yan Jidao is a rich and noble son, and the small words are well written, but he has no ability to protect the family business.

Xiang Minzhong, the prime minister of the Taizong Dynasty, was extremely powerful when he was alive, but he had fallen in his son's generation, and his grandson was even more pitiful, if he wasn't lucky enough to become the crown princess, and now he has become the great-granddaughter of the queen, how can the family have a chance to revive?

The Cui family and the Pei family in the Sui and Tang dynasties, who were high-ranking officials and eunuchs for generations, had long been wiped out in the civil strife in the feudal towns of the late Tang Dynasty. The official eunuch family of the Song Dynasty was easy to get rich and easy, and it was easy to fall. The circulation of real estate is uncertain, and as the saying goes, 'a thousand years of land for eight hundred masters', it is the world situation at this time. The ones who can really get rich for a long time are the local tyrants who keep their hometowns safely, so that they can keep their families safe and prosperous for a hundred years.

The Chen family is such a century-old family, so no one in Qinzhou who is running around in Chen Ju's house and the officials in Qinzhou who happily share the Chen family's property is willing to accept them. They will all be the Chen family's property, and they are a very valuable part, but no one is willing to ask for them.

Because most of these servants and maidservants of the Chen family are born to the family and have served the Chen family for several generations, no one can say whether there is anyone who wants to report revenge for Chen. If you want to find a loyal and reliable servant, there is a thing in the world that it is not safer to appoint the village than to keep the enemy by your side? In the end, they were all dismissed.

Yan Suxin also took the opportunity to escape with Zhao'er. Since she came out of Chen's house, she has rented a room in the south of the city. The little savings that she had carefully hidden beforehand, combined with her excellent needlework, allowed them to survive the New Year.

During this time, Chen Ju was cut by a thousand knives at the entrance of the vegetable market, and the enemies who harmed her family back then were turned into a pile of minced meat. And Chen Ju's accomplices were either beheaded or exiled.

Yan Suxin was actually very happy, the enemy who was not in the sky died of the most vicious punishment in the world, she couldn't be unhappy. But when Li Shizhong threw down a token, the executioner raised the short knife in his hand, and began to smash Chen Ju, and the cheers of the spectators from the entrance of the vegetable market continued to reach his ears, Yan Suxin became at a loss for a while.

She still remembers ten years ago, also in winter. The mother was crying and pinching her neck hard. Tears kept dripping down his face, and they were hot and hot. The mother who was born in a family has been pampered since she was a child, and she has never taken anything heavier than a spatula. But that day, the mother's hand was so strong that she couldn't break free, so big that she quickly passed out. When she woke up again, her mother had become a corpse hanging from the beams of the house. The day before, news of her father's death was coming back from the south.

Yan Suxin thought that it would take more than ten years to collect enough evidence to avenge his parents and make the Chen family as ruined as his own. But I didn't expect that after only ten years of hard work, I finally won Chen Ju's trust, and someone helped me fulfill my long-cherished wish. Having lost a goal that she would rather have to achieve at the cost of her life, it was as if there was suddenly a hole in her heart, empty and empty, and she walked like a ghost. But it was much easier, and even his breathing was brisk, as if a heavy boulder had been pried off.

The two completely different feelings were entangled in my heart, almost making Yan Suxin go crazy. She is grateful to Wang Shao and Han Gang, the benefactors who destroyed the Chen family in one fell swoop, but at the same time, she hates that she can't avenge her parents with her own hands.

How good would it be if Chen Ju was sent to hell by himself?

The candles flickered and the flames shook gently. Yan Suxin used scissors to cut off the excess wick, and the candle flame burned steadily again. By candlelight, she picked up the satin again, and then flew the needle and threaded it.

I don't know how long it took, the candle tears had already flowed all over the candlestick, and Yan Suxin finally embroidered the last leaf. Putting down the hoop, his mind came out of the needle and thread, and he felt a little relaxed. But at this moment, the voice that had been ignored because of concentration came into my ears.

The slightly rapid breathing sound of Zhao'er behind him startled Yan Suxin. She hurriedly tried the trick on her forehead with the back of her hand, and she was slightly warm. Sure enough, it was because of illness. Yan Suxin gently stroked Zhao'er's forehead, and her mood was frightened by this sudden illness.

'Will this disease be cured tomorrow?' ’

ps: Yan Shu talks about wealth and nobility, and looks down on the works that pile up the words of gold and jade, saying that it is the kind of nouveau riche, and the real wealth should come from the plain, such as his 'pear blossom courtyard dissolves the moon, and the catkins pond is faint wind', which is really rich.

Today's first update, red ticket. Collection.