Assassin He Chunxia

Chapter 2
"Master, this is the first time I go to this kind of place. I'm a little nervous and a little bit scared."

"Don't be nervous or afraid, you master and I have a lot of experience."

In the middle of the night, there are few pedestrians along the way. The golden and jade mansion is full of four floors. The lights are brightly lit.

Fang Shu and the others walked to the door, when suddenly a drunken man in red stumbled about to go out, his drunken eyes stared at the two of them, not paying attention to the trip on the threshold, and he was about to go straight forward and fell to the ground, Zhang Zhouconge immediately retreated consciously. One step, who knew that the drunkard lifted his left foot on tiptoe, turned sideways for half a circle, and stumbled to his feet.

"Master Jiang is so good!" The guy in front of the door clapped his hands and coaxed, the drunk man laughed, and rushed towards Fang Shu, making a gesture to hug him, "Old Fang!" Fang Shu moved sideways, the man hugged empty, He didn't look back, he laughed and walked away.

Fang Shu's face was as usual, and he turned his head to glance at the guy who greeted the guests, "Unfortunate, tell Mom Hong I'll go through the back door." After saying that, he turned around and left, Zhang Zhouzhu had to look back at the door three times, wrinkling his nose, drinking wine. The smell of meat and meat mixed with the fragrance of fat and powder came from the door.

After a while, the two walked to a small courtyard, climbed over the wall and entered. There were no lights in the courtyard. A few climbing pergolas were set up, and a few square vegetable fields were drawn. There was a smell of chicken excrement.Approaching the door, the chatter and laughter gradually became clear, Fang Shu knocked on the back door, and the laughter stopped.

"Who is it?" A crisp female voice.

"Old Fang."

The voice rose again, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl opened the door, combed a double bun, and dressed up as a maid, "Hello, Uncle Fang!"

Zhang Zhou Porridge looked up and looked in. A few of them looked like maids, and the other two girls were dressed in bright embroidered robes and looked good. Everyone was around the kitchen stove to make a fire. A strong man with a big waist and a round waist sat on a small bench. In front of the stove, fire sticks are used to add firewood from time to time, and my eyes are only fixed on the hot steam from the small steamer on the stove.

"Aren't you busy?" Fang Shu found a place to lead Zhang Zhou's porridge and squatted on the fire, and said.

"The person who entered the building at this time is here to eat." The strong man didn't look back, and everyone laughed, standing or squatting, chatting with each other.

"There is a regular customer in the Accord on the fourth floor, Boss Bai. He really always eats every time he comes here. I have never seen him ask a girl to accompany him, and he doesn't see any customers and eats by himself. He's really weird."

"Is Boss Bai the richest man in Huai'an, Bai An?"

"Yeah, I heard that there are only five people living in such a big house. Except for his wife and young daughter, there are only two personal servants serving the servants."

"No nursing home?"

"I heard that his wife is very powerful, a martial arts master, before a thief sneaked in, and the next morning she tied it up and threw it at the gate of the official mansion."

"What is the richest man, they all say that he is rich, and the Bai Mansion is very grand, but I don't see Boss Bai talking about business or spending money every day. The rich come from there."

"You know shit, someone else is on top."

Zhang Zhou porridge heard it with relish, and suddenly said "Okay!", the strong man got up, opened the steamer, steaming hot, four big white round steamed buns, tore apart and shared with everyone, "Be careful, don't burn it." Zhang Zhou porridge I also took a slice, secretly muttering in my heart, this is sitting upright, so I steamed a steamed bun.

So sweet!

The front door of the back kitchen opened, and there was a faint scent of acacia flowers.

All of a sudden, everyone stood up and invariably put the steamed buns in their hands into their mouths and swallowed them.

Hong Ma nodded, raised her hand and waved it casually, indicating that she was busy, her waist was slender, her hands were slender and dry, her lips were red and her nails were red, her eyebrows were very thin and light, and there were a few lines at the end of her eyes. Light fine lines.Hong Ma noticed Zhang Zhouporridge's straight eyes and glanced at him. Zhang Zhouporridge only felt that those eyes were watery, big and bright, and for a while a little embarrassed, she stepped back behind Fang Shu and followed inside.

There is a long corridor out of the back kitchen. On both sides, there are servants' rooms. Hong Ma pulls Fang Shu's sleeves, tilts her head to look at Zhang Zhou Porridge, and gives Fang Shu a look. "The new apprentice, Zhang Zhou Porridge."

Fang Shu grabbed Zhang Zhou Porridge and said, "My name is Hong Ma."

"Hello Red Mom."

"Is there any guest on the fourth floor of the elegant banquet, let's go up to have a late-night snack and talk."

"Master Bai of the East Pavilion left in a hurry as soon as he sat down. The food and drinks didn't move. There should be something at home and he won't come back. You two go up. If you come back, I will tell you to make room."

Fang Shu suddenly got closer, reached out and gently squeezed Hong Ma's ass, Hong Ma's expression did not change, she raised her hand and punched, and the punch was not enough, she grabbed the soft flesh around Fang Shu's waist and twisted it hard, " Drink less, go go go go, don't look serious."

Having said that, he walked forward with small steps.

"Hong Mama's eyes are so bright." Zhang Zhouporg giggled.

"I sang before, and I have a good figure."

When they reached the entrance of the stairs, the two stopped tacitly and stared at Hong Ma's slender waist for a while until they disappeared from the crowd.Zhang Zhou Porridge was suddenly hit on the head.

"Stinky boy, what are you looking at!"

East Pavilion on the fourth floor.

"My mother is the maid of my father's third wife in the Zhang family. There are many children in the Zhang family. Even if they give birth to me, they don't deserve to be named. When I was a child, my father's first wife's youngest son was older than me and always bullied me. I slapped me, and after a while, I slapped him hard, so I bit his hand and bit off his right little finger. The eldest lady said clearly that the child's slap was a trivial matter, but after that, the mother and I can only live with the subordinates. My mother is a very kind person, but also weak Why do you have to work so hard to please these unlovable and gentle people? Later, when I got older, I knew that the eldest lady held grudges. In order to let me grow up well, she had to keep her head down and carefully protect me like a slave. "

"My father is a prodigal. He only knows how to eat, drink, prostitute, and gamble. I haven't seen it a few times. One winter night, I woke up very early to practice swordsmanship. He had just returned home, met me, and ordered me to go to the firewood room to get firewood and make a fire. .He doesn't recognize my face and takes my child as a human being."

"Stop, stop, the emotion you wrote about your mother is quite sincere. I was quite moved when I heard it, but what you wrote about your father is something strange. I know your father from the past. You talk about your father like this. Don't be afraid of having nightmares at night."

"Ah, I forgot about this. I'm sorry, Master. I mainly want to gain sympathy with my hard life, so that I can trick you to teach me some high-level magic and peerless magic. Master, you think my skills are average, maybe There will be all kinds of masters chasing and killing me, but in fact, I am still very afraid. It’s just that my mother told me to go forward when faced with fear, so I had to go forward and lie to you.”

"Some of it is true. I hate my father very much. He has always been someone else's hero. For such a stupid thing, more than 30 members of the Zhang family were killed and I was left. I am actually very sad , but it’s useless to be sad. When I was secretly sad before, my mother always smiled and made me happy. No one in this world will make me happy when I am sad. I must live with a good smile. I am dead. , no one in this world remembers my mother's smile."

Fang Shu's expression slowly became solemn. He blinked quickly, lowered his head slightly, remembered some past events, grinned and smiled sadly to himself, Zhang Zhou porridge called out, "Master?" Fang Shu nodded and took the jug. Pour into a full glass, drink for a long time, and run out of wine in the glass.

Fang Shu squinted his red eyes, smashed his mouth, and gently kicked Zhang Zhouporridge, "Boy, what secrets are you hiding?"

Zhang Zhou porridge took out a small seal from the inner lining and threw it on the table. Fang Shu took it and looked at it. The white jade was square with a small seal, which felt warm and delicate to the touch. It was a whole piece of top-quality Hetian jade with a unicorn carved on it. The fat head and tail were found alive. , full of energy.He turned it over and engraved a small painting, Fang Shu was slightly drunk, and his drunk eyes couldn't see it clearly.

"Just this gadget?"

Zhang Zhou Porridge hesitated for a while, and then said, "Actually, my father also told me some things, he believed you and let me come to you, that's fine. Two months ago, there was a group of East Palace in the Fu Wangye mansion. "

dong dong.

Interrupted by Fang Shu's knock on the table, Fang Shu approached Zhang Zhou Porridge. Zhang Zhou Porridge thought he was going to whisper, so he also leaned over to Fang Shu's ear, but was hit with a chestnut on his head, and turned his head to look at Fang Shu.Fang Shu hummed with a laugh and put his fingers to his lips with a "shhh".

"Boy, don't tell the secrets of the East Palace to others, and you can't trust them. At critical times, it can save lives."

Zhang Zhou Porridge scratched his head, nodded, buried his head in eating a few mouthfuls of food, and suddenly raised his head.

"By the way, Master, in fact, I always wanted to ask, my father trusts you so much, but I didn't know you at all before, how did you two know each other?"

Fang Shu pointed to the gray left eye, and then pointed to the wooden limb of the left foot, "Your father chopped it."

There was no more words, only the sound of cooking food.Fang Shu turned the wine glass with one hand and touched his chin with the other.

"Boy, just rest here after eating. I have to prepare a few dishes for the banquet tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)