Chapter 497: Bad Omen
When I arrived at the guest building, I heard that a wealthy merchant had held a wedding banquet and picked up the beautiful woman of the West, and it would take a few days to come back.
Hu Fuchang's temper came up again, and he grabbed the bustard's collar: "Is it that slut who dislikes me for not looking good when I walk." ”
The old bustard smiled: "How come? Hu Gongzi is suave and generous, and all the girls in our building are eager to receive Hu Gongzi. ”
Hu Fuchang was blown comfortable and let go of the bustard.
The bustard said, "Why don't I call you a different girl?" ”
Hu Fuchang: "Okay, then let's use it." ”
A few days later, he asked someone to set up a car and went out early, and saw a high-nosed, deep-eyed, bewitching and fair-skinned beauty in front of the guest building from a distance.
Just a glance from a distance made him smit.
He gritted his teeth and thought, ", I won't be picked up again." ”
Hu Fuchang was anxious, and only urged the coachman to go quickly.
It's just that this section is the most prosperous area of Yingtianfu, and there is a temple fair today, and it is the most crowded noon at this moment.
The streets are full of people, how can you be fast?
Sure enough, by the time they arrived, the carriage had already gone in the other direction.
The old bustard in the guest building said: "Oh, Hu Gongzi is really unlucky. The girl had just been picked up. ”
Hu Fuchang caught the old bustard and slapped him twice: "You write it down, if the girl comes back, be sure to call someone to inform my son." This boy will give you double the price. Who is Lao Tzu, the son of Hu Weiyong. This guest building is my house. If you can't see her again, my son will whip you with a horsewhip. ”
The old bustard was beaten to tears, and he forced a smile on his face full of wrinkles: "That's, that's, Hu Gongzi is angry, you will definitely see the girl tomorrow." ”
Hu Fuchang could only put down his hand and scolded and left.
The night was not happy, so he drank a few more glasses.
The servants did not dare to call him.
He slept until the afternoon and did not get up.
By the time he got out, it was too late.
But he wasn't in a hurry, since he told the bustard.
The bustard would no longer dare to let the girl receive others.
When he arrived at the guest building, the old bustard clapped his hands: "Oh, Hu Gongzi, look at this thing." I thought Hu Gongzi wouldn't be here today. A young man gave a piece of fine blue velvet material to the girl, and the girl followed the boy away. I can't stop the old woman. ”
The other party is also a disciple of the gate valve, and if she dares to stop her, she will only be beaten.
Besides, she didn't want to stop it.
Hu Fuchang was so angry that he picked up the whip and was about to whip the bustard.
The bustard screamed and hid inside.
The acquaintance couldn't stand it, and persuaded him: "Eh, Brother Hu, it's useless for you to beat the bustard, why waste time." The girl had just walked for half a pillar of incense and went west. You might as well chase after her, and maybe you can chase the girl back. ”
", give you faces. Dare to rob women with Lao Tzu. Grab it once, forget it, and repeat it over and over again. If I don't snatch the beauty back today, I won't be Hu Fuchang. Hu Fuchang became excited, jumped into the carriage, and said to the coachman, "Give me chase, if you can't catch up today." I'll whip you. ”
How dare the coachman delay, he immediately slapped the horse's buttocks.
The horse was in pain, neighed and spread its hooves and ran.
The carriage galloped through the bustling streets.
Pedestrians were terrified and took shelter.
Hu Fuchang stretched out his head, saw a carriage in front of him, and said excitedly: "There, hurry, hurry!" Bastard, what are you eating, so slow. ”
The coachman gritted his teeth and pumped his horse hard.
The horse became more and more crazy and ran desperately.
Hu Fuchang shouted at the carriage in front: "That bastard in front." Wait a minute. I told you to stop, do you hear? ”
The carriage paid no attention to him.
Hu Fuchang took out a whip and whipped the coachman: "Damn." Catch up and get closer. I'm going to have to whip a bastard. ”
The driver leaned to the side, trying to keep up with the car.
It seemed that someone snorted, and the wheel pressed something and shook it, and then Hu Fuchang suddenly quieted down.
"Oops, someone fell."
"It's crushed. Stop it. ”
The coachman heard the frightened cries of passers-by, reined in his horse, turned back, and was so frightened by the scene before him that his lips went numb, and his heart beat rapidly.
Hu Fuchang lay motionless in the market, his head fell into a blood gourd, and he couldn't see his original appearance.
The sunset behind him was flushed red, staining everything with a thick color of blood.
Someone whispered, "Why is the sunset so weirdly red today?" ”
"Yes, a bad omen, a plague of blood."
Hu Weiyong came back from Zhongshu Province, and before he entered the door, he heard crying, and muttered in his heart: Who is howling. Who did Hu Fuchang beat again?
When he went in, he saw a bloody man lying on the ground. Mrs. Hu sat on the edge with her hair disheveled, and she was already crying hoarsely.
Hu Weiyong's hands and feet were cold, and his face turned pale: "What's the matter, what's wrong?" ”
Mrs. Hu pointed to the coachman and shouted hysterically: "Ask him, blame him." Chang'er went out well, and came back like this. Oh my Chang'er. My heart. My only son, what am I going to do if you die? ”
Hu Weiyong's eyes widened, and he looked very terrifying.
He grabbed the coachman, his face distorted: "Are you sent by Zhu Chongba to kill me?" Say, isn't it? ”
The coachman kowtowed: "Lord Hu spares his life." Childe told the villain to chase a carriage. Unexpectedly, he fell out of the car himself. The car is running too fast, so ...... The villain really did what Childe wanted. ”
Hu Weiyong was crazy, grabbed the coachman's neck, smashed his head to the ground, and muttered: "I have no son." You can't live either!! You definitely can't live!! ”
The slaves were so frightened that they scattered and hid.
Mrs. Hu also forgot to cry and looked at Hu Weiyong blankly.
No one dared to stop him.
The coachman struggled desperately, but he couldn't withstand Hu Weiyong's frenzied attack.
When Hu Weiyong was finally powerless, he let go.
The coachman's head was also bloody and bloody, and he had long since lost his breath.
Hu Weiyong staggered back, stared at the coachman, and suddenly realized that it seemed a little inappropriate for him to kill someone directly like this.
He beckoned to the butler who was away from afar: "Tell everyone in the house not to make a noise." Tell his family to bring him back, give them some money, and send him away. ”
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The coachman's family didn't dare to cry in Hufu, so they took the people and the money and went back.
It's just that this coachman was the only laborer in the family, and now that he is dead, how will the old and young live?
This Hu Weiyong dog thief allowed his son to ride a horse through the city, and he fell to his death, but he wanted to make my son angry, and he beat him to death.
Is there still a royal law in this world, and is there still a heavenly principle?
The more his mother thought about it, the more sad she became, and discussed with her daughter-in-law: In this world, there is only one person who can cure Hu Weiyong, and that is Lao Zhu.
But they couldn't see Lao Zhu.
What to do?