The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 758
The waves of the sculls are flat, and the green hills are locked between the banks.You go home and I go home, talking about how to live.

I never think about it, you don't think about me.Give your past and my heart to others.

——"Bu Suanzi Gifting a Prostitute" Xie Zhi (Song)
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Yang Yichan was finally persuaded by Yin Fenglan.Yin Fenglan made a strategy, as long as Yang Yichan acts according to this, he will be able to find out the whereabouts of Nine Cauldrons.

The next day, Yang Yichan took two personal maids and bravely entered the Taiji Palace to serve Xuanzong.

After seeing Yang Yichan enter the palace with her own eyes, Yin Fenglan breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to persuade Yang Yichan, Yin Fenglan had to take the risk of returning to Chang'an to speak for herself.Now that the matter is over, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, she must rush back to her secret villa at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain as soon as possible.

In order not to attract attention and reduce trouble, Yin Fenglan dressed up as an ordinary peasant woman, covered her head and face with a cloth scarf, and walked hurriedly to the gate of the city with a bamboo basket containing eggs.

A few feet behind her, people of all kinds, such as woodcutters, monks begging for money, wandering doctors, embroiderers who sell ropa, etc., followed intermittently.

When approaching the gate of the city, two dude boys on tall horses came stalking, and Hengdao immediately stopped Yin Fenglan.One of the yamen, domineering and arrogant, pointed at the bamboo basket with a whip, and shouted arrogantly: "How do you sell the eggs?"

Yin Fenglan was taken aback. She really didn't know the market price of the eggs sold in Chang'an, so she could only bow down and salute, and replied bravely: "If you go back to your son, the eggs of my slave are for my own use, so I don't sell them."

"Snapped"

A whip was drawn towards Yin Fenglan, and the dude waved the whip and cursed: "Fuck your mother, dare you not sell what this young master wants?!"

Yin Fenglan instinctively wanted to dodge, but suddenly remembered that she was an ordinary peasant woman and could not perform martial arts.

Yin Fenglan could only stiffen, and a whip was whipped on her left cheek, leaving a bloodstain as thick as a finger, ruining the skin that was carefully maintained on weekdays.

Yin Fenglan could only knock down her front teeth and swallow her blood, swallowing her anger and said: "This basket of eggs is not worth a lot. If you like it, I will give you this basket of eggs."

"Snapped"

Another whip came and hit Yin Fenglan's right cheek.This time the horsewhip was stronger, and Yin Fenglan's cheeks were ripped apart.Blood instantly covered Yin Fenglan's right eye.

The dude shouted: "Bitch, is this young master someone who can't afford eggs? Need you, a lowly servant, to give it to me?!"

Yin Fenglan was furious, wishing to swallow this person alive.

Yin Fenglan was about to command the woodcutter and beggar monk behind him to intervene, when two house slaves jumped out from the side of the dude, like mad dogs, picked up a piece of half-dry and half-wet horse dung from the ground, and stuffed it into Yin Fenglan's mouth.

Yin Fenglan licked the horse manure with her tongue involuntarily, feeling extremely fishy, ​​her throat surged, and she spat out the overnight meal in one gulp.

Yin Fenglan had never been humiliated like this before, she was so furious, with one finger and one embroidered shoe, she was about to pounce on these two dudes.

A man selling cooking cakes at the booth next to him suddenly rushed out and grabbed Yin Fenglan's wrist. Yin Fenglan felt that the pulse gate was being locked, and half of her body was paralyzed and unable to move.

The man selling cooking cakes casually gave Yin Fenglan a big ear scratch, which made Yin Fenglan's eyes stare and her nose bleed.

The man selling cooking cakes said to the dude: "Young masters, my mother-in-law is very vulgar and uneducated. Please ask two adults to make a lot of money and let her go."

The man who sold the cakes said while holding Yin Fenglan's neck, making her kneel on the ground, kowtowing to the dandy, and said: "You bastard, why don't you apologize to the high official Ximen!"

The dandy seemed still not relieved, he waved his hand and instructed the servants to do it.

The two house slaves stepped forward aggressively, grabbed the basket, and put a basket of raw eggs on Yin Fenglan's head. There were lumps of egg whites and yolks all over Yin Fenglan's head.

The man selling cooking cakes looked cowardly and cowardly, dared not speak out when he was angry, kept holding Yin Fenglan's head, and kowtowed in front of the dude's horse to make amends.

The dude then left cursing.

The incident happened suddenly, and Yin Fenglan's entourage, the woodcutter, the beggar monk and others didn't realize it for a while. When they came back to their senses, several people rushed forward to intervene, trying to rescue Yin Fenglan from the hands of the man who sold the cakes.

Seeing that Yin Fenglan did not send any signal, these disguised followers could only intervene according to the original plan.

You Fang Langzhong fought against the injustice and said: "This brother caters to the powerful and bullies the female class in broad daylight, how can it be a heroic act."

The man selling cooking cakes looked You Fang Lang up and down, and angrily said: "None of your business, you little bastard, get out of here!"

The beggar monk stepped forward, put his palms together at the man who sold the cooking cakes, and persuaded him, "It's so good, this benefactor has something to say, please don't..."

Before the beggar monk finished speaking, the man who sold the cooking cakes pointed his middle finger at him and angrily said: "You bald donkey, I take care of my wife, what are you doing!

Could it be that you bald donkey also had an affair with her?Fuck you mother! "

The embroiderer who sells Luopa also squeezed in, shook the fragrant brocade handkerchief, and interjected: "Man Wu, you have misunderstood the person, how could Aunt Zhang be your wife?"

The man who sold the cakes rushed to the small merchants who were doing business at the gate of the city and said: "Everyone in the neighborhood, please be a witness, is this woman marrying Jinlian?"

As soon as the neighbors heard this, they immediately put down their work and gathered around, pointing at Yin Fenglan and yelling:

"Wu University is in charge of his own daughter-in-law, what are you other people talking about?"

"Isn't this woman Jinlian? Ever since Wu University married this woman, she has been worrying a lot. Although this Jinlian is old and her skin is loose, she is old-hearted, and she spends all day hooking up with men."

"Isn't that right, she has a lot of flirting with people, I think this Youfang Langzhong has an affair with her."

"Jin Lian has developed skills now, even monks who beg for alms will not be spared, tsk tsk..."

The woodcutter, beggar monk and other attendants looked confused. Could it be that Yin Fenglan, the owner of the house, looks exactly like this daughter-in-law of Wuhan University?
Among the chaotic crowd, whoever made a secret attack unknowingly knocked down the woodcutter, beggar monk and other retinues one by one.

……

When Yin Fenglan opened her eyes again, she was already in the cage.With iron shackles on his feet, shackles around his neck, and a tattered prison uniform.

On the Weihu Hall opposite the prison cage, several soldiers put on their helmets and armor, pressed their swords and held halberds, majestic and majestic.There is a person in the middle, dressed in black brocade clothes, dignified and graceful, sitting firmly on a handsome tiger-skin chair.

The man wore a purple gold crown with a piece of white jade in it, and he was playing with a tiger gall made of red sandalwood in his hand.

This person's face is as deep as water, cold and majestic, and his pair of black eyes are sharp and deep, like a falcon.

Yin Fenglan wanted to cry, but she knew whose hands she had fallen into.

(End of this chapter)