Chapter 24 White Horse Spear
Chapter 24 White Horse Spear
"You are... Zhang Yu?"
Wang Meiduo looked at the young man's cold temperament and superb skills, and couldn't believe that he was the poor boy who always came to the Wang family to eat.
He was unkempt then, but now he wears a black robe and carries a long sword. He is truly in heaven on earth.
"it's me."
Wang Meiduo's eyes lit up, and she said to Li Hu, "He is Zhang Yu who joined the Sun Moon Sect together with Li Yu. He is not dead!"
Li Hu understood: "Then the carp is..."
Last month, news came from the Sun Moon Sect that 'Wang Liyu, the flag master of Yunshui Hall, died in battle', and left behind five taels of silver in compensation that passed through who knows how many hands.
The pillar of the Wang family collapsed. Originally, with Li Hu, the hunter brother-in-law, they could still make ends meet as an orphan and a widow. However, they were targeted by Huang Wencai, the biggest bully in Meixi Village.
When Wang Meiduo saw Zhang Yu coming back, she suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe her brother was okay, or maybe the news was wrong. Yunshuitang was completely wiped out, but there must be some survivors.
She asked cautiously: "Where is Carp? Is he still alive?"
"The carp died at the foot of Mount Heng."
"Dead? Really dead?"
"Correct."
Seeing that Wang Meiduo was extremely sad, Zhang Yu felt mixed emotions. He took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to her.
"This is the carp's hair. The situation was urgent and I couldn't bring back the body."
Wang Meiduo was stunned for a while, then she opened the cloth bag and gently stroked the three strands of dry hair: "The old man said that hair is where the soul is. When the hair comes back, the soul will also come back. Thank you."
Zhang Yu sighed and threw down a bag of silver.
Li Hu quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "You saved my family. I feel so ashamed that I cannot repay you. I cannot take your money anymore."
"Just think of it as something left by the carp."
"Erect a monument for the couple, and then raise the child."
Zhang Yu walked to the door and picked up the masked man's body. He finally turned around and said to the two of them.
"I'll go take care of the Huang family!"
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Meihua Creek, Huang Family Manor.
On the wooden table, there were two candlesticks, filling the room with light.
A few pages of the yellow book were turned over, and the candlelight cast a huge black shadow on the wall.
The middle-aged man was leaning back in his chair, flipping through a book of fish scales. The more he read, the more satisfied he became, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud with pride.
"The Huang family can be so prosperous today thanks to the virtue of our ancestors and the hard work of our descendants."
After three generations of hard work, the 500 acres of excellent paddy fields on both sides of Meihua Creek were finally connected this year. More than 800 shi of new grain were stored in the warehouse, pounded into white rice, and kept for their own consumption, which could be exchanged for more than 2,000 taels of silver.
Huang Wencai smiled inwardly, "I'm lucky to have lived through a good time. The price of rice is rising year by year. If it was the Dragon and Phoenix years, one stone of rice would cost five cents of silver, and life would be impossible."
After Emperor Yousheng ascended the throne, the Huang family quickly rose from being a wealthy village family to a local tycoon under his leadership. This was an honor that could be given a separate page in the family tree.
Wait until his eldest son, who was an official in the county, had established himself.
Wait until the second son who was studying in Yingtian Prefecture passed the imperial examination.
The Huang family's future is bright, just like the Ming Dynasty.
"Master." A man who looked like a butler pushed the door open and came in.
Huang Wencai closed the fish scale book: "What's going on?"
The old housekeeper bowed and reported: "The young lady of the Xiao family still refuses to agree."
Huang Wencai's face suddenly turned cold when he heard this: "Don't agree? I gave her 20 taels of silver, and she still won't agree?"
"The Xiao family threw away all the money we sent them. They said that no matter how poor they were, they would not sell their wives."
"What a joke! Who wants to buy his wife? Master, I heard that the Xiao family's wife has big, round buttocks and is good at giving birth to sons. The fortune teller said that I was destined to have three sons, but my family has some hens that can't lay eggs, so I just asked her to help out."
The housekeeper said helplessly: "I've said everything I can, but the Xiao family doesn't agree. Let's just forget it. This year is not a good year, and many people are selling their children." "Don't worry about this matter, I'll arrange it. The Xiao family is ungrateful, and I just saved twenty taels of silver!"
Huang Wencai stood up suddenly, took the blue and white hand-pressing cup, then put it down again, remembering that it was still worth eight taels of silver.
He felt a fire of incomprehension in his heart. Why did these ants in Meixi Village dare to resist him? Why didn't they just let him do whatever he wanted? He was willing to spend money to solve the problem. How much concession and respect did he show? Didn't they feel it at all? Why did they force him to use those means?
"Go and see, Hu Chang should be back soon. Ask him to come see me immediately."
The old butler walked out of the door. He probably knew what the master would do.
At night, the row of houses on the right side of the Huang family's house were brightly lit and full of noise.
More than 20 guards gathered in the manor to gamble day and night, throwing dice and playing mahjong. Huang Wencai did not stop them, but instead set up a bank and collected money from them.
"Hongzhong."
"No."
……
"Sell it and leave it alone. Sell it and leave it alone."
"Five-five-six, big! Red side takes it all."
……
"Master, it's not good, it's not good..."
Not long after the old butler went out, he came back crawling through the door, his face full of fear.
"Master, Hu Chang, Hu Chang..."
Huang Wencai put down the fish scale book and frowned, "Hu Chang is back? Just let him come to see me."
"No, head, head..."
"Old Wu, what are you talking about?" Huang Wencai was a little dissatisfied. Old Wu was incompetent. If he had not been in the Huang family for decades, he would have fired him long ago.
The old housekeeper finally caught his breath and said in one breath: "Hu Chang's head was chopped off and propped up with a bamboo pole, standing at the door."
"Can't you just speak smoothly...wait, what did you say?"
The old butler repeated, "Hu Chang is dead, and his head has been returned."
The blue and white hand-pressing cup fell to the ground and finally broke into more than a dozen pieces.
Outside the Huang Mansion.
A green bamboo pole, about seven feet high, stands in the mud.
A bloody human head was stuck on the top, with its round eyes wide open, staring at Huang Wencai and the guards. Blood dripped down the bamboo pole and formed a small puddle on the ground.
There seemed to be a piece of paper tied to the bamboo pole, but it was hard to see clearly in the dark.
Huang Wencai looked around and said, "Who among you can go and take a look at... that... the words written on that piece of paper."
Hu Chang was the head of the guards, and he was the most skilled in martial arts among these men. When he died, everyone panicked and crowded in front of the gate. Some said they had night blindness, and some said they could not read. No one took the initiative to come forward. In the end, it was the old housekeeper who took a lantern, went over to take a look, and quickly ran back to report.
Huang Wencai asked: "Lao Wu, what does the note say? Is it asking for money?"
The old butler said in a trembling voice: "Master, it is a life for a life, good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished!"
"Kill a life, pay a life, good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished."
Huang Wencai was immediately at a loss as to what to do. He was afraid of this kind of young man who had no interest in making money.
Did he annex the land and force the other party to death?
Or lead the guards to disguise themselves as bandits and rob the caravan?
Or those young ladies locked up in the woodshed...
At this time, one of the guards stepped forward and shouted, "My name is Ma Youde, and I am known as the White Horse Divine Spear in the martial arts world. I don't know where I came from. If you have any misunderstandings with Master Huang, please clarify them in person. Don't hide like a coward. If this gets out to the martial arts world, people will laugh at you."
Huang Wencai looked at the pockmarked man with approval: "Well done, the strong wind knows the strong grass, the virtuous horse knows the virtue. The master will promote you to the head of the guards tomorrow."
Ma Youde cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, sir. The other party is hiding, so there must not be many of them. There are more than 20 of us, so there is no need to be afraid of him."
This man's words awakened the dreamers, and several smart guards became brave in an instant.
(End of this chapter)