The man in the dark green official uniform and the old man arrived next to a carriage, and the man in the dark green official uniform said: "Brother Wang, this matter is very important, everything depends on you."

"Don't worry, my lord, I will do my best." The fifty-year-old man said.

So the officer got into the carriage and rode away.

The fifty-year-old man went to the stable to untie a horse and ran straight to the east. After walking about five miles, I came to a mansion far away from the downtown area.

When he got off the horse, a servant came and led the horse for him, and into the hall, he was busy pouring wine to relieve himself. When he drank with the adult just now, he didn't dare to drink more, for fear that he would lose his words after drinking. Those who do their job always have to pin their heads to beg for a living, so they live in fear every day.

What is the meaning of such a life? It's just that when he was poor, he knew the pain of not having money, and the relatives around him were sick and dead and could not be treated, and his relatives watched coldly, using this as a laughing stock, and he couldn't eat every day, and his father and mother didn't care about him, and even the people he liked hated him.

He took out a pot of Jinfeng Yulu wine, which was sold for a pot of silver or two, and could only be tasted by the rich and noble, and since he drank this wine, other wines tasted like spicy water that he could not swallow.

At this time, a girl in her twenties, dressed smartly, came to pour him wine, and he took her into his arms and sat down, caressing her breasts.

The woman said shyly, "My lord."

The voice was a little shy, but it contained the meaning of wanting to refuse and welcome.

He drank the wine she handed him, and his lower abdomen felt burning, and something was on top of it. The woman's body became more and more delicate and weak, and she could not even pour the wine steadily, and lay on the table.

He looked at the lavender planted in the courtyard, and his mind seemed to go back to the past. He had smelled it outside the courtyard of a large house, and it was the first time he had asked about such a refreshing aroma since he was born, and for as long as he could remember smelling only the stench of his mother's bed, the strong smell of alcohol from his father, the pungent smell of decay in the house, and the strong disgusting smell of him.

He wanted to see what was in the courtyard, so he climbed over the wall, and saw a sea of purple flowers, and the melancholy and weeping woman in the midst of them.

It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman, with a plain face like a figure in a painting.

Later, the woman made him hate her.

He was beaten half to death by the family and narrowly escaped, he hated the world so much that he decided to take revenge on them.

So ten years later he returned there with a gesture of contempt, the woman was now a wife, her face had become more charming, and she had children.

He killed everyone in their family, leaving her and her children alone, and used her children to blackmail her and let her stay with him all night.

That night, how comfortable, how wanton, it was the first time he saw such a woman who was at the mercy of others and did not resist, so he vented all the hatred in his heart on her.

She humbly pleaded with herself, like a well-behaved cat.

It wasn't long before he got tired of her and killed her child, and the woman committed suicide the next day.

He felt that the loss of her heart was like losing something, and his ten years of pain were gone. Since then, he has lived in a state of sensuality, and only in this way can he forget the emptiness of life.

At this moment, he already has a garden, money, women, and that sea of purple flowers, and although it is dangerous to do such a thing, sometimes one time can make him have food and clothing for a year.

He looked at the face that looked like hers, and his hands climbed up the woman's body, from the twin peaks to the thighs, and he was about to search for the clouds and rain.

A servant hurriedly ran into the hall and said, "My lord, there is a person outside the door who wants to see you."

"Now I don't see anyone, who let you break in, next time I'll break your dog's leg and get out." The old man said angrily.

"But the man broke the door." The little guy explained with some tears.

The old man hurriedly got up to inspect it, and saw that the pear blossom wood gate had been cut in half. He hurriedly walked to the door, only to see a man in his thirties, dressed in a dark shirt, with eyebrows one inch long, with vicissitudes on his face, his eyes were dull, and his long arms were above his knees, standing in front of the door.

The old man hurriedly asked, "Who are you?"

"Chu Qianqiu." The man replied in an eerie voice.

"In Xia Wang Yong, what does Brother Chu have to do?" Wang Yong asked.

"I heard that you have some ability here, and I am temporarily short of silver taels, and I want to follow you to do some things." Chu Qianqiu replied.

"It's an old honor to be favored by Brother Chu, but in recent years, the world has been turbulent, the world is difficult, and even we are worried about our livelihood, so how can we get an errand for Brother Chu." Wang Yongdao.

"Then why don't you even see my people?" Chu Qianqiu said.

"The subordinate is not sensible, so he will be asked to come over and make amends to the adult." Wang Yongdao.

"No need, isn't there something going to Yizhou this time?" Chu Qianqiu said.

When Wang Yong heard him say this, he was shocked in his heart, and a cold sweat broke out, and he said, "This ...... This trip is too dangerous, so it is better for me to find some other errands for Brother Chu. ”

"Since it's dangerous, then the reward is very good, I'll just do this to make some money and leave." Chu Qianqiu said, "As for strength, you don't have to worry. ”

He drew an iron sword from behind him, and made the finger of the sword in his right hand, which swam freely with the finger of the sword, accompanied by the sound of the sword.

Wang Yong said: "Mr. is really an immortal, it's better to be like this, Yanzhong, take ten taels of silver for me, and give it to this gentleman as a gift."

Chu Qianqiu said: "You must have some secret when you say this, why don't I go and ask what the escort is called Wei Zhongzheng?"

When Wang Yong heard him say this, he was even more panicked, so he said: "It is a great luck to have Mr. as a companion, and it is an honor for Wang to be willing to go to this difficult place together, and I hope that Mr. will not tell others."

"It would have been nice to say no sooner." Chu Qianqiu sighed, "But we still need Brother Wang's order to prepare a room, and another ten taels of silver will be offered, this seat is now bleak, and we will talk about the honorarium for this escort." ”

Wang Yong scolded secretly: Fuck it, this dog mongrel. I had to greet him with a smile: "In this case, sir, please."

Chu Qianqiu discussed with him, raised the gratuity to fifty taels, and sighed that he had lost a favor to him, and if there was a crisis, he could contact him in the future.

In the evening, the little maid brought the food, Chu Qianqiu tried it with a silver needle, and caught a mouse for it to try, but the mouse was safe and sound.

Chu Qianqiu said: "Fortunately, he has some brains, otherwise it would be a troublesome matter."

Wang Yong looked at the poisonous vegetables poured into the swill bucket, his eyes dark.

At night, Chu Qianqiu listened to the woman's begging for mercy and coquettishness (gasping) for a long time, and a burst of evil fire rose in his heart, so he suppressed it with a pure heart mantra. With a flick of his fingers, a sword flew out, smashing the window and slamming it into the wall. Wang Yong heard Chu Qianqiu's bored voice and said, "It's okay to do it, stay away, don't disturb my cultivation."

So the two of them hurriedly got dressed and ran towards a small room in the northwest corner.