Chapter 400: Full of hatred, well-arranged

Chapter 400: Full of hatred, well-arranged

Chapter 400: Full of hatred, well-arranged

Xiong Chengyu, the former eldest son of the Xiong family,

At this moment, he is struggling to stand up among the vast amount of grass, again and again.

He would soon be tripped and entangled in the tangled fodder, but he did not fall.

He was wearing a cowhide coat that covered his entire body.
It was covered with a thick layer of grass and weeds.

His unshaven face looked like a refugee in the city, and his long hair was tied up behind his back and hidden in a hood, making a lot of noise.

The handsome face was full of vicissitudes and confusion, and there were many wounds caused by sharp cuts from the grass.

He was wearing long boots, which was different from the other guys.

He was wearing only one boot, and the other leg was just a simple table leg.

The place where it touched the ground at the bottom had cracked, and the grass was stuck in it, which was the culprit why he kept falling down and couldn't stand up.

"Lame bear, why don't you move the grass away? Then you can stand up, right?"

A guy in his thirties laughed heartily.

He was holding a huge triangular stick and plugging the grass into it.

Put it into the prepared square groove, and then another guy presses the board down hard to compact it!
The man holding down the board also laughed and reminded:
"Xiong Kuizi, do you still think you are the eldest master?

Now you are a cripple and the fodder will not obey you."

As soon as these words were spoken, more than ten guys present laughed.

Even though it’s been a long time since the incident happened,

But the daily ridicule and mockery never stopped.

Xiong Chengyu fell to the ground with his fists clenched.

I had no way to vent the nameless anger in my heart, so I could only kick the grass hard and kick it away! !
The originally neat hay became messy.

Fortunately, his right leg was freed, with only a few weeds stuck in the crack.

"Xiong Quezi, I have a broken table leg at home, do you want it?

If you want, I'll bring it to you tomorrow and you can change it.
It saves you from having to struggle with grass and cramming around here all day.

I didn’t know…I thought you were very agile.”

The guy holding the tripod laughed loudly, not trying to hide the sarcasm on his face.

Taking advantage of others' misfortunes is one of the few joys he gets in his daily life.

At this time, a guy in his forties in the corner sighed and waved at them:

"Hurry up and work. There is little fodder today. The sooner you finish, the sooner you can return home."

"Brother Mo, why do you take care of him so much?
A lame man who doesn't talk all day will die and no one will care. "

As he said this, he looked at Xiong Chengyu again and said with a smile:
"When you die, your stepmother and her bastard will still be able to enjoy a good life.

All the food they eat is yours, it’s funny just thinking about it.”

The guy named Mo shouted:
"Old Chen, you don't want to live anymore?
The boss repeatedly warned people not to mention this matter.

If people knew you were talking behind my back, I wouldn't know how to deal with you."

The man immediately stopped smiling and slapped his lips in regret. How could he forget the taboo?

Thanks to Xiong Chengyu, they all knew some dirty things.

As for how I found out...it's very simple.

Just be nice to him when he first arrives and say something nice to him.

After all, it is curious to see a rich young man fall into such a situation.

As if something taboo had been mentioned, no one spoke anymore and everyone worked silently.

Xiong Chengyu also stood up silently and started to use the tripod to insert the fodder laboriously.

Two hours later, Lao Chen put the last piece of grass into the pressing trough and shouted:
"Ah, done!!!"

Soon, the guys finished their work one after another.
He looked at Xiong Chengyu who was still working hard to weed.
Some smiled with contempt, some contained complexities, and some were a bit reluctant.

"Xiong Kuizi, work faster and try not to sleep in the haystack tonight." The guy named Chen couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

Xiong Chengyu just pursed his lips and bit his teeth.

Feeling the fishy sweetness at the tip of my mouth, I couldn't help but clench the long insertion in my hand.

The workshop has rules that you have to finish all the work every day before you can leave.

Even if a strong person works hard, he can only save less than two quarters of an hour at most.

But for Xiong Chengyu, it was even more difficult.

Even if you work hard and everything goes well,
They also had to leave two hours later than others and had to sleep in haystacks for most of the month.

It's simple, it works slowly and there is a curfew.

As the guys left one by one, Xiong Chengyu felt a little relieved.

He was afraid to interact with people and talk to them.

Although I feel sad when it is late at night and there is no one around, I feel better without the ridicule in my ears.

Just then, some heavy footsteps were heard.

The middle-aged man surnamed Mo at the innermost walked over and stopped in front of him.

Without saying much, he took out a yellowish and blackish fruit from his arms and stuffed it into my hand.

"It was given by the shopkeeper at noon. You were working, so I took it for you."

"Get to work sooner. It might rain tonight. You'll catch a cold if you sleep in the haystack. The shopkeeper won't treat you."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Xiong Chengyu looked at the fruit.

Finally he couldn't hold on any longer, staggered two steps, and collapsed to the ground, with his head raised and his mouth wide open, crying silently.

If everyone ridiculed him, he wouldn't think it was a big deal.

But there are good people inside.

The somewhat rotten fruit in front of him once again broke down his mental defenses!
He clenched his palms suddenly, veins bulging.

He grabbed the dry flesh of his thigh and squeezed it hard, but he felt nothing.

His legs were broken in prison and soaked in a salt tank.
He is unaware now, but he knows it will rain tonight.
The pain in his right leg reminded him all the time that it was going to rain today.

Xiong Chengyu's eyes suddenly opened, filled with bloodshot and overwhelming hatred.

"I hate it!! I hate it!! I hate it!!"

"Why am I like this!! Why am I in this situation!!"

"People are neither human nor ghost, and families are broken up and people die"

"My legs are useless, I am useless, I work slowly, and I have no teeth to eat."

"What's the point of me living?"

Wailing sounds rang out in Xiong Chengyu's heart.

He sat up slowly, then struggled to stand up.

There were no tears in his eyes, as they had dried up long ago. Only those scarlet eyes knew the pain in his heart.

He held the fruit, which smelled a bit rotten, in his mouth.

Struggling to pick up the huge tripod beside him
Prepare to work faster and leave this place earlier.

Or, you can just not leave, lie down early and feel your body slowly decaying.

He was waiting to die. He didn't want to live, but he also didn't want to die by cowardice.

There is no hope of revenge, and living a normal life is a luxury. What keeps him going is the obsession in his heart.

He had a glimmer of fantasy in his heart.

I hope that once Qingyuan Pavilion’s backers fall, Qingyuan Pavilion will be destroyed.

He couldn't take revenge, but he hoped that Qingyuan Pavilion, who had destroyed his family, would die.

It’s a pity that the brothels in the city have been replaced one after another.

But Qingyuan Pavilion still stands, and seems to be prosperous forever.

Xiong Chengyu unconsciously pushed the weeds and lifted it up with great effort.

Every time he worked, his arms trembled, his body trembled, and finally his good leg trembled!
Every time I insert grass, it is a torture.

"I want to persist. I want to watch Qingyuan Pavilion die!!"

Xiong Chengyu sucked the fruit core vigorously, his weathered and messy face full of anger.
Just then, faint footsteps were heard from the direction of the pasture entrance.

Xiong Chengyu's body suddenly tensed up, and his face returned to its cold, calm and dead look, like a corpse slowly moving.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon stopped not far behind him.

Xiong Chengyu became more and more nervous and scared. Who was it?

The shopkeeper, the accountant, or the doorman who urged him to hurry up.

It doesn't matter who it is, no matter who comes, they will make sarcastic remarks,

He was ready to bear it.

At this moment, a slightly old and hoarse voice came from behind.
The voice was calm, gentle and soothing.

"These past few years have been tough."

Xiong Chengyu froze in place, his arm holding the tripod suddenly tensed, his face full of astonishment.
who is it?

He went over in his head all the people he had met over the years and let him down.

Faces appeared in my mind, along with their sarcasm.

No one would talk to him like that.

"Are you going to die?"

Xiong Chengyu asked himself silently in his heart, his eyes becoming increasingly dim, could he not wait any longer?

"Do you want revenge?"

The peaceful voice sounded again.
This time, Xiong Chengyu's pupils contracted and he suddenly raised his head.

Not an illusion?

Xiong Chengyu slowly turned his head and saw a medium-sized, somewhat old figure standing in front of the shabby wooden door.

But after a closer look, he found that the man was only about forty years old.
Only the gray hair adds some confusion.

"who are you?"

Xiong Chengyu asked in a hoarse and trembling voice
He already had some guesses in his mind and couldn't help getting excited.

"Do you want revenge?" No answer, just the same repetition.

After five years of hardship, Xiong Chengyu has become much more sensible.

He did not dwell on who the person in front of him was, but nodded heavily:

"think."

The visitor nodded slightly, threw a letter from his arms and dropped it at Xiong Chengyu's feet.

He looked down, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then looked up at the middle-aged man.
"Do as directed above, and you will have a chance for revenge."

A hoarse voice came, and the middle-aged man turned and left.

Xiong Chengyu was left standing in a daze in the huge warehouse filled with weeds.

After an unknown amount of time, he jokingly knelt on the ground and picked up the letter.

He did not hesitate, his rough hands were particularly deft at this moment.

He quickly opened the envelope and saw what was inside.

Xiong Chengyu's eyes widened a little bit, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
After a few moments of stunned silence, he struggled to stand up, limping.

He quickly walked to the candle hanging high beside him and handed the letter over!
The flames quickly devoured the paper, and the orange-red flames grew bigger and bigger in his eyes, gradually occupying his entire field of vision.

As midnight approached, the Lu Mansion on Taihua Street was already shrouded in darkness.

Orange-red candles lit up in every corner of the mansion, illuminating the many black-armored soldiers on duty.

At this time, the side door of Lu Mansion was hurriedly opened.

Mu Sheng, Feng Bin and Ning Zhong left the Lu Mansion contentedly, holding thick documents in their hands!

Noticing that it was already dark outside, Feng Bin tightened the document in his hand.

Looking at Mu Sheng standing aside, he sighed:
“Cousin, I never thought that the time spent studying military law would pass so quickly.

My brother-in-law's explanation of military tactics is much better than that of the old generals in the martial arts hall."

Ning Zhong on the side also nodded repeatedly:
"Yes, yes, yes. I won't feel sleepy even after listening to it for several hours."

Walking in front, swaying his arms,

Mu Sheng, who was still wearing bandages, also expressed his feelings:
"This is the first time I know that fighting a war is so simple."

"I originally thought that many of my choices were correct, but now it seems that they are full of loopholes."

After hearing what he said, Feng Bin and Ning Zhong on the side stopped talking.

They are still young and not yet old enough to join the military.

I could only curl my lips and not bother with this show-off person.

Just as the three of them walked down the stairs, preparing to return home in the night,

The sound of crisp horse hooves was heard, and a group of cavalry rushed over.

Mu Sheng immediately became alert, and after a careful look, he relaxed and shouted with a smile:

"General Liu, why are you here so late?"

The leader of the cavalry team was none other than Liu Heiying, the deputy commander of the front army's scout unit. He smiled as he got off his horse.

"Some of the troops are looking for you to study with. It seems I have come at the right time."

"Hahahaha!"

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the three of them rode away on their war horses.

Liu Heiying's face suddenly became serious and he quickly entered the Lu Mansion.

Uncle Wang, who was waiting at the door, quickly opened the door a little and said:

"General Liu, the master is in the study and has not yet fallen asleep."

Liu Heiying nodded: "Got it."

In the study of the Lu Mansion, Lu Yunyi began to do things himself.

Clean up the many waste papers and battle plans created today.

These items involve military secrets.

If others see it, it will inevitably cause trouble.

At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded.

A tall and strong figure appeared at the door of the room.
"Dongdongdong, Brother Yuner"

Lu Yunyi, who was packing, narrowed his eyes and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and Liu Heiying came in with a tall figure, and instructed the guards outside:
"No one is allowed to come near."

"Yes"

After doing all this, Liu Heiying gently closed the door, walked quickly to the table, stood there, and said in a low voice:
"Brother Yun'er, everything has been arranged."

Lu Yunyi continued to move, cleaning up while saying:

"So fast, don't make any mistakes."

Liu Heiying chuckled and started to clean up.
“Don’t worry, Brother Yun’er, I have chosen two people to complete this task together.

One is Mr. Pei from the south of the city, and the other is Xiong Chengyu. "

Lu Yunyi held the last few pieces of paper in his hand, threw them into the brazier beside him, and spoke thoughtfully:
"The Xiong Chengyu whose family was destroyed?"

“Yes, that’s him.

Chen Jingyi has already gone to see him today, and he really looks miserable.

But he is much smarter, and I guess he kept his life just to wait for a chance to take revenge."

Lu Yunyi nodded and sat behind the desk:

"Where is Mr. Pei?"

“He is a country gentleman from Peijia Village outside the city, and he has some abilities.

He was once plotted against by Qingyuan Pavilion and bought a concubine.

Because he had curly hair and his son had long straight hair, he became suspicious and started investigating, and found out some dirty things about Qingyuan Pavilion.

Because of this, Miao Hong had some conflicts with him.

Finally, after mediation by several leaders in the city, the matter was dropped.”

"Just let it go, just like that?"

Lu Yunyi frowned slightly, somewhat incredulous.

Liu Hei Ying smiled and said, "Of course it's impossible. The concubine Pei spent nearly 12,000 taels of silver on him, and now she has cheated on him and even gave birth to an illegitimate child. He has completely lost his face.

Moreover, Miao Hong did not give up and resorted to some tricks.

In the past two years, Mr. Pei has been working in both the manor outside the city and the shops inside the city.

We encountered some obstacles and several profitable businesses failed.

Miao Hong set up many traps for his son and he won tens of thousands of taels of silver.

People in the city said that his fortune had been drained away by a fox spirit.

They became more and more afraid to do business with him. In fact, all these things were done by Miao Hong behind the scenes.

Now Mr. Pei’s property has been almost completely taken away, and only the farm outside the city can still be maintained.”

Lu Yunyi was somewhat surprised after hearing this:

"Is Miao Hong acting so arrogantly?"

Liu Heiying explained:

“Brother Yun’er, these unclean people can lose and pay.

But you must not give in, you must act arrogantly and make everyone afraid of you.

If the breath in your body dissipates, people will come and step on you. Even if there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant.

In this incident, not only Mr. Pei lost face, but Miao Hong as well.

If he couldn't do anything to Mr. Pei,
Then some powerful people in Kunming will set their sights on him."

Lu Yunyi nodded thoughtfully, thinking that this was the truth, and asked:

"How do you do it?"

Liu Heiying's eyes were deep and his face was somewhat cold:

“I told Mr. Pei that the person who plotted against him all these years was Miao Hong.

Tomorrow morning, Miao Hong will come out from No. 6 Dongxia Lane."

“That’s the residence of an oiran in Qingyuan Pavilion.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will be chosen as the most beautiful woman tomorrow, and I don't know who will redeem her."

Hearing this, Lu Yunyi knew what Miao Hong was doing, and his expression became strange:
"What kind of fetish is this? Is this how you run a brothel? Even rabbits don't eat grass near their nests."

As he spoke, Lu Yunyi suddenly realized something and looked at Liu Heiying.
As expected, Liu Heiying's cheeks had turned dark.

Lu Yunyi laughed loudly. They had been fighting for almost two years.

Forget that Liu Heiying only eats the grass near his home, even the madam in the brothel cannot escape his control.

Liu Heiying said faintly:
“Brother Yun’er, I’ve also discovered this, and it’s not a good thing.

When the brothel in the capital opens, I will definitely not eat grass near my own door!"

"Take more Liuwei Dihuang Pills, and you can eat whatever grass you want."

Liu Heiying's face darkened even more, and Lu Yunyi quickly got down to business:
"Will Mr. Pei take action?"

Liu Heiying nodded affirmatively, his expression also turned strange:
"Brother Yun'er, Miao Hong is indeed unscrupulous in his actions.

When I was investigating Mr. Pei this afternoon, I discovered that both his wife and his daughter-in-law had affairs with a male lover of Miao Hong.

And his wife is pregnant.

I just don’t know who it belongs to, but it doesn’t matter, I told him it’s Miao Hong’s.”

As soon as these words came out, Lu Yunyi's facial features twisted in an instant.
Although we know that the level of social morality is closely related to the speed of information diffusion,
But he didn't expect that it had become so low.

But soon, Lu Yunyi shook his head and corrected his thoughts.

He is now in a high position of power and may know some unknown things in Kunming City.

"and then?"

After a long time, Lu Yunyi asked in a deep voice.

"Then. The brothers who were monitoring said that Mr. Pei was furious.

I have already started gathering my servants, preparing to go and fight Miao Hong to the death early tomorrow morning."

At this point, a hint of coldness flashed in Liu Heiying's eyes:
"By then, Xiong Chengyu will also show up and kill Miao Hong."

After hearing this, Lu Yunyi nodded, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and thought carefully.

After a moment, he opened his eyes:

“I just received a number of brothel case files from the Provincial Administration Commissioner’s Office.

Isn't it a coincidence that something like this happened tomorrow?"

Liu Heiying laughed:
“Brother Yun’er, the arrangement was made in such a hurry just to clear our suspicion.

It only takes a day, and even if the three government offices come to arrange it, it will take several days.

Even if we find some clues, time will be our helper."

At this point, Liu Heiying's face turned strange and he moved closer:
"Brother Yun'er, don't worry. The way I chose for Miao Hong to die is absolutely unprecedented.
Even his death would spread throughout the Ming Dynasty.

By then, the people behind him will also be implicated."

At this point, Liu Heiying's face was filled with ferocity, and his eyes flashed with ruthlessness:
“They made the move before, now it’s our turn.

So what if they are Dukes? We can't deal with them, but we have something that can deal with them. This time we will definitely make them skin a layer of skin!! "

Lu Yunyi's face looked a little strange, and his eyebrows were slightly painful:

"Make good arrangements and finish well."

Liu Heiying's expression suddenly became serious:
"Don't worry, Brother Yun'er, even if the two of them fail, we still have our people.

Tomorrow morning, Miao Hong will be dead for sure."

As he spoke, Liu Heiying took the teacup from the side and handed it over:

"Brother Yun'er, you should get some rest earlier. I'm leaving first."

Lu Yunyi looked sad, nodded, and waved his hand:
"Go ahead."

The door was then closed and the study became quiet.

Lu Yunyi sat on the chair, gently rubbed his eyebrows and let out a sigh.

For him, sleeping, which he had never considered before, has now become a big problem.

(End of this chapter)