Chapter 4 The Bandit is Hard to Distinguish

Xu Aliu limped over and said hatefully: "Big brother, this foreign killer surnamed Niu is bullying your brother!" ”

Qiu Wanliang ignored him, only turned into a calm tone, and said to everyone lightly: "It's all gone, go back to the nest and wait." Lao Tzu accepted a new woman today, and turned around and asked the stove to bring wine to the brothers. Let's take a few sips and get a good night's sleep. ”

The bandits cheered in unison, and the fish and crabs crawled and dispersed.

After the idle people retreated, Qiu Wanliang sank his face and scolded Xu Aliu: "Dog, the brother introduced by Cui's husband, you dare to be so offended?" Go kowtow to the cow master and admit his mistake. ”

Xu Aliu heard the boss mention the name of the people in the Jingshi Palace, and he knew that he couldn't make a result.

He followed Qiu Wanliang at the age of sixteen or seventeen, loyal, born and died in the past ten years, and now seeing that the battle is getting bigger and bigger, he naturally expects his eldest brother to give him a good seat.

No, just after the New Year, the position of the second leader was occupied by the stinky boy in his early twenties.

This surnamed Niu is a good hand at martial arts and horseback riding, but with his background, how could Xu Aliu have no complaints.

Today, for some reason, she was a woman who fell into the mouth of a sheep and should have let herself be addicted, and he was taught and humiliated in public, and Xu Aliu's complaints turned into resentment.

Just because he thought that Niu Chengzhong's backer was the eldest duke in power in the palace after all, Xu Aliu was afraid of causing trouble to his eldest brother, so he swallowed a bad breath, walked to Niu Chengzhong, knelt down and kowtowed, then got up, pointed to Han and Zheng Ernu who were hiding in the shadow of the stable, and replied to Qiu Wanliang in a rough voice: "Big brother, the younger brother has been tried, this girl is the eldest lady of the Han family in Songjiang Mansion, and her name is not wrong, Han Ximeng." ”

Qiu Wanliang gave Niu Chengzhong face, and really cherished Xu Aliu in his heart, and waved him back to the nest to rest.

Immediately, Qiu Wanliang walked up to Han Ximeng with an expressionless face, reached out and pinched her soft and smooth chin, leaned over with a stinky mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Han, you will have a cave with Lao Tzu tonight." If you dare to seek death, regardless of whether you die or not, Lao Tzu will strip you naked, put you on a boat, and transport it to the lively wharf on the top of Songjiang Mansion, so that the officials and people of the entire Songjiang Mansion will come to see the true face of the great beauty of the Han family, so that your Han family will not be able to suppress the dignity of the ancestral coffin board. ”

Han Ximeng's ancestor was Han Qi, a famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty.

After the Song dynasty crossed to the south, the Han family did not decline, from Hangzhou Mansion to Songjiang Mansion, they were still big clans, and the women in the clan were also full of poetry and books. Han Ximeng's parents died early, and her uncle and aunt treated her well, and in addition to her knowledge, she also raised her quite assertive temperament. Since the age of peace, Han Ximeng has often disregarded the world's deviant behavior, which is not the same as those daughters in ordinary rich families.

Therefore, even if there was a catastrophe this time, Han Ximeng still held on to his breath.

Only at this moment, when she finally heard clearly, the bandit boss did not want to ask the Han family for fraud, but to tarnish her innocence, her disgust and panic surged, her eyes immediately burst into tears, and Qiu Wanliang restrained her mouth with a whining sound.

Seeing this, Zheng Haizhu stepped forward decisively, knelt at the feet of the bandit leader with a puff, and was humbled with serious anxiety, and begged: "King, I am afraid that I can't do it tonight, my young lady is in the middle of the moon." ”

Qiu Wanliang frowned, and let go of Han Ximeng in an instant.

They are robbers, but they lick blood from the edge of the knife for a living, and it is very unlucky to mention the word blood and light, because it is also very taboo for women's menstrual affairs.

Qiu Wanliang looked around and summoned a mother-in-law who was mixing bean cakes for the horses. It was the daughter-in-law of an old bandit, and like the other low-ranking ladies in the bandit's den, she cooked during the day and came to feed the horses at night.

"You, pull her into the shed and see if there's a little day on her." Qiu Wanliang said.

The mother-in-law agreed, carrying a small oil lamp, and pushed Han Ximeng to the stable.

Zheng Haizhu wanted to follow up, but was gently blocked by the second boss Niu Chengzhong.

"Did the big boss tell you to let you in?"

The tone is still indifferent, no intimidation, and no temptation.

Zheng Haizhu stopped. This time, the man was only half a step away from her, and she smelled the faint mint fragrance on the man's body.

Soap?

After Zheng Haizhu traveled to the Ming Dynasty, he saw the high-quality soap in the Jiangnan merchants, which was like the small green mandarin Pu'er tea group in later generations, which was round and spherical, with a mint or jasmine aroma.

Today, whether he was forced to have "close contact" with Xu Aliu or passed by other bandits, Zheng Haizhu only smelled the disgusting smell of sweat. And these two masters, not only do they still wear the moon-white shirt with the collar on a hot day, but they also use the best soap?

When Qiu Wanliang, the leader of the bandits, mentioned the words "Husband Cui", he said to Xu Aliu in a suppressed voice, and Zheng Haizhu, who was separated by the second leader for a distance, of course couldn't hear it.

Zheng Haizhu became more and more curious about the second-in-command of the bandit gang who helped him halfway and stood out in terms of hygiene habits.

Over there, the bandit leader Qiu Wanliang was taking over the new gadgets that had only been passed on to Jiangnan in the past two years - hookah copper kettle from the hands of the guards around him.

He took two puffs, glanced at Zheng Haizhu, and said to Niu Chengzhong with a big grin: "Second brother, eldest brother is not a stingy person, this little lady is of good character, and she looks sensible and obedient, but tonight, she can't be happy with you, she has to appease her young lady." A few days later, on the day of the eldest brother's cave room, I also ordered someone to send her to your bed, hehe. ”

Qiu Wanliang's words were so vulgar and explicit that Niu Chengzhong quietly turned his eyes to observe Zheng Haizhu's expression.

Trapped in a den of bandits and listening to obscenities, how could this woman never see a state of shame and fear?

She was less like a rabbit in a caged cage than a cat hunting at night. From the time she was escorted by Xu Aliu just now, she was secretly looking around and exploring, and at this time, she looked like she was listening attentively and didn't know what mystery she was pondering.

After a short trance, Niu Chengzhong suddenly understood why he had a sense of déjà vu for this woman.

Yes, in his memory, his most beloved relative, his mother, whom he admired so much, was full of such composure and agility in his eyes before he attacked his fierce opponent at night and his sword was unsheathed.