Liaozhai: A scholar should draw a sword

Chapter 207 If there is an afterlife...

Wait left and right.

After waiting for more than an hour, it was not until midnight that Meiniang was drunk and was helped up the embroidery building.

"Huh? Why are there customers here?"

As soon as she entered the room, Meiniang frowned when she saw a man in the room.

Before Qin Chong could speak, a maid hurriedly stepped forward to give a blessing, and replied: "Miss Hui, this is Young Master Qin. I made an appointment with Jiu Ma before, and I have been waiting for Miss here for a long time."

"Wanfu, Mr. Qin."

Although Meiniang was a little drunk, she still instinctively stepped forward to give a blessing.

"Girls don't need to be polite."

Qin Chong tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and tried his best to pretend to be calm and breezy.

This is what Wang Jiuma taught him before, just because she was afraid that he would reveal his secrets.

"Sir, please sit down..."

Meiniang was a little dizzy, she leaned against the edge of the table and sat down, took a breath, then picked up the flagon and poured wine.

"Miniang, it looks like you've drunk a lot, and you're a little drunk, why don't you drink some tea to sober up..."

Qin Chong felt sorry for Meiniang when he saw that Meiniang was drunk and her eyes were hazy.

"It's...it's okay, Mr. Qin is here, and the little girl...is supposed to have a drink with him."

After pouring the wine, Meiniang forgot to offer respect to the guests first and drank it down in one gulp.

She was depressed.

Today, when I went out, I was drinking and having fun with several officials of the government office, during which time I was kept drinking.

Later, one of the officials from other places actually wanted to be tough.

Fortunately, someone dissuaded.

This is not the first time something like this has happened, and Meiniang feels helpless and hopeless.

A good sister once told Meiniang that she used to insist on performing arts and not selling herself.

But in the dust, I can't help myself.

One day, she was force-fed unconscious, and when she woke up, she found that she had been...

Meiniang also thought about it, what would she do if something like this happened to her one day?
Is it to die, or to seek perfection through grievances?

After a few drinks, Mei Niang tilted her head and lay down on the table.

She is not pretending, but really drunk.

Qin Chong stepped forward to call a few times, seeing that Meiniang was really drunk and unconscious, he wanted to call the maid to come in.

After thinking about it, isn't this a great opportunity for me to get close to the beauty?

So, he helped Meiniang to the bedside and lay down with her clothes on, took off her embroidered shoes, and covered her with a quilt again to prevent her from catching cold.

After a while, Wang Jiuma tiptoed to the door.

"Mother Jiu..."

The maid on duty outside the door stepped forward to salute.

Wang Jiuma made a silent gesture and asked in a low voice, "What's going on inside?"

"Miss was drunk and was helped to bed by Mr. Qin."

Wang Jiuma was taken aback: "Ah? That kid didn't mess around?"

The servant girl shook her head: "Mr. Qin is a rare good man, and he was not angry. He helped the young lady to bed, and just sat by the bed and watched quietly."

"Oh, that's okay..." Wang Jiuma breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "You listen to the movement outside, so you can't let Meiniang suffer."

"knew."

"Hmm..." Wang Jiuma looked at the crack of the door again and saw that everything was as the maid said, so she left in peace.

In the room, Meiniang was sleeping in a daze, murmuring from time to time.

Qin Chong sat by the bed, looking at Mei Jiao Niang obsessively, feeling quite happy in his heart.

How great would it be if he could stay by her side quietly for the rest of his life?

Never hold the rain and carry the clouds, but also cuddle up to the fragrance and lean on the jade.

In the middle of the night, Meiniang woke up suddenly, feeling a churning in her heart, she hurriedly stretched her head to the side of the bed and vomited...

"Mistress, are you alright?"

Seeing that Meiniang was about to vomit, Qin Chong handed over his cuff without thinking, and let Meiniang vomit into the sleeve.

At the same time, he reached out and patted her on the back.

Seeing that Meiniang stopped throwing up, he wiped the corner of her mouth with the other sleeve, then walked to the sink with the sleeves around, and dumped the dirt from the sleeves into the water.

Then he poured another cup of tea and walked over to let Meiniang rinse her mouth.

After Meiniang fell asleep again, she opened the door to let the servant girl come in to tidy up.

"My lord, your clothes... how about you take off your servants and wash them for you?"

"No need, go get a basin of hot water, I'll wipe Meiniang's face."

"Why do you need a son for this kind of rough work? Let's do it with slaves."

"It's okay, go get some hot water."

When the hot water came, Qin Zhong first wiped Meiniang's face with a hot towel, and finally washed the laundry sleeves with water.

The next morning, Meiniang finally woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a young man sitting beside the bed. He couldn't help being surprised, and blurted out, "Who are you?"

Qin Chong: "..."

Is this a piece of drinking?
"Mei Niang, have you forgotten what happened last night?"

"last night……"

Meiniang tried hard to think about it, and remembered something in a trance.

"Oh, you are... Mr. Qin?"

"Correct!"

"No..." Meiniang looked at Qin Chong carefully for a while, and suddenly her face was startled: "You... are you the oil seller?"

Although Meiniang is not very old, she still has a way of knowing people.

Seeing that Meiniang recognized him, Qin Chong also lazily concealed it, stood up and bowed his hands: "I'm ashamed, it's Xiao Ke."

"You...you...how did you come to me? Mother Jiu...she...how did she..."

"Miniang, don't worry, even the servant girl didn't recognize me, Jiu Ma also specially ordered me not to show it to the outside world."

Having said that, Meiniang breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that she looks down on Qin Chong, the key point is that if someone knows that she once received an oil seller, it will have a great impact on her future reputation and social value.

"Huh? What does it smell like?"

Suddenly, Meiniang frowned because she smelled a strange smell.

"This……"

Qin Zhong shrank his sleeves to his back subconsciously.

"let me see……"

At this time, Meiniang vaguely remembered some things from last night.

"I... I seem to vomit?"

"Yes, you threw up once in the middle of the night, but I've made you rinse your mouth with tea."

"Thank you!" Meiniang thanked gratefully, and then asked with a puzzled look: "You sat by the bed all night last night?"

"Ok!"

Qin nodded emphatically.

Not long after, Meiniang got up to freshen up.

Qin Chong wanted to say goodbye and leave, after all, it's a new day, he can't stay here all the time, can he?

But Meiniang asked to stay: "Let's go after eating breakfast."

Qin Zhong couldn't wait for it, so he sat down and chatted with Meiniang again.

After breakfast, Meiniang went to the closet and opened a box inside, took out two ingots of silver and walked back.

"Mr. Qin, it's not easy for you to make money. Besides, the little girl was drunk last night and didn't have time to accompany you. You take the 20 taels back, and it will be convenient for you to do some small business in the future."

"No no no..."

Where is Qin Chong willing to accept?He waved his hands again and again.

"Miniang, to tell you the truth, the shopkeeper has accepted me as a foster son and handed over the oil store to me. It is much easier to make money now, and the small amount of money that was sold must never be taken back."

Upon hearing this, Meiniang was a little surprised: "Then you don't have to go around selling oil?"

"Well, in the future, we will mainly operate the store, and find another partner to deliver oil."

"That's great, congratulations on being the shopkeeper."

"Thank you, Mei Niang, for your kind words."

"By the way, I made your clothes dirty last night, take them off, and I'll let the servant girl wash them before sending them to you."

"It's okay, I'll just go home and wash myself."

After Qin Chong left, the servant girl came into the room and said with a smile: "Miss, this Mr. Qin is really a rare good man."

"Yeah, it's a pity..."

Meiniang sighed and did not continue.

A few days later, Meiniang took her maid to the street to buy a men's satin gown, and handed it to the maid with a ropa embroidered by herself, and asked her to send it to Qin Chong.

Qin Chong was overjoyed when he received the clothes and Luopa, and treasured them up like treasures, how could he be willing to wear them or use them?
As everyone knows, the maid accidentally slipped her mouth when she went back, and someone who cared listened to her.

The oiran has always been sought after by others, but at the same time it also makes some girls jealous and jealous.

Therefore, the news spread, and the more it spread, the more outrageous it became, saying that Meiniang had put on a bad face.

It should be said that it is actually very common for famous concubines and oirans in Fengyuechang to post back, but most of them are down-and-out wits.

Talented men and beautiful women, such a topic has always been talked about, and no one will laugh at it.

But posting an illiterate oil seller, this will damage the image of an oiran.

Let's say that there is a dude named Wu De in Linzhou Prefecture, who is called Wu Yamen.

The reason for this name is that his father is the prefect of Linzhou Prefecture.

After Wu De heard about this, he couldn't help sneering: "I still think of her as a chaste and strong woman, but in the end she's not the same.

Come on, come with me, I will have a good time today. "

As soon as Wu De arrived in the yard, Wang Jiuma rushed to meet him.

He smiled on his face, but secretly cried bitterly in his heart.

None of the brothels in Linzhou prefecture welcomed this guy.

Because this guy has always liked to eat and drink for nothing.When it was over, he said carelessly: "Hang up, and you can go to my father to pay the bill later."

Who would dare to go to the magistrate to beg for money for such a thing?
It's nothing more than eating and drinking for free, the key point is that this guy's wine quality is quite bad, he goes crazy when he drinks, throws things, beats people...

But all the girls who have served him have been scarred.

"Go, call Meiniang out to serve my young master."

"Mr. Wu, I'm really sorry. Meiniang has been unwell for the past few days and has been recuperating in her room. It is not suitable to see guests. Otherwise, I will be alone..."

"Snapped!"

Before Wang Jiuma finished speaking, Wu De had already slapped her across the face.

In fact, Wang Jiuma was not lying. Meiniang has been suffering from typhoid fever for the past few days, coupled with her bad mood, she has indeed not seen any guests for three days.

"Bitch, how dare you lie to me? The two of you go and drag Meiniang out from me."

"Yes!"

Wang Jiuma covered her face, wishing she could kill this guy in her heart, but she didn't dare to say anything more because of her face.

Although she has some connections in various aspects of Linzhou Prefecture, how can her connections compare to the majestic magistrate?
Poor Mei Niang was writing in the room, but the door was kicked open. Before she could recover, she was dragged down the embroidery building by both arms, and dragged to Wu De again.

"Little bitch, it's fine if you want to accompany me today, if you dare to make excuses, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Meiniang was afraid, so she could only shed tears and said: "Little girl, can you have a few drinks with the young master."

"No, besides drinking, I want to sleep with you today."

Hearing this, Wang Jiuma and Meiniang were taken aback and exclaimed in unison: "This matter must never be..."

"Hahaha, can't you? You little bitch is willing to degenerate. If you can accompany a lowly oil seller, you can't accompany me?"

Meiniang distinguished: "My lord, that was a misunderstanding, don't let the outsiders talk nonsense."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

How could Wu De be willing to listen, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stepped forward and hugged Mei Niang into his arms.

"Let go of me, let me go..."

Meiniang struggled desperately, and suddenly stepped on Wu De's foot in desperation.

"You little bitch, don't be ashamed of yourself."

In a fit of anger, Wu De slapped him across the face again, and then angrily ordered to his subordinates: "Drag this bitch out to parade in the street."

"Yes!"

The two servants, like wolves and tigers, stepped forward and grabbed Meiniang's hand and ran outside.

Along the way, disregarding Meiniang's crying and begging, she walked quickly, and attracted many spectators along the way.

the other side.

Qin Chong was busy in the shop when a customer came to ask for oil and said, "It's really pitiful. I don't know how that lady who was a flower leader got into Wu Yamen and was dragged around the street..."

Hearing this, Qin Chong was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "Which Huakui lady?"

"Isn't it Wang Meiniang... Hey, what are you doing so fast?"

The voice of the guest was still on his lips, but Qin Chong had already rushed out of the shop.

After asking about it on the road, I ran towards the lake again.

Besides, Wu De led his servants and dragged Meiniang around the lake, until Meiniang ran off her shoes, Ruth's feet were stained with blood, and her voice was crying hoarsely, then he threw her to the ground.

"Little bitch, remember, this is the fate of rejecting me.

This time I'm just giving you a little lesson, if you dare to confront me next time, I have plenty of ways to deal with you, let's go! "

After finishing speaking, Wu De walked away with his servants.

At this time, Meiniang no longer had the strength to cry, and stared at the lake in a daze.

This experience woke her up completely, so what about the oiran?So what about fine clothing and jade food?
Even though she guards herself like a jade, in the end she is still a happy woman with no status, no dignity, no freedom, no future...

What is the meaning of such a life?
It's better to die and just hope that in the next life, I can join a good family.

There are many spectators around, with various mentalities, but no one dares to step forward to lend a helping hand.

After all, they were all afraid of Wu Yanei.

Even if Wu Yanei has already left, who can guarantee that no one will inform?

After a while, Meiniang struggled to stand up and walked slowly towards the lake.

"No, she's going to jump into the lake and commit suicide."

"Who's going to give her a hand?"

"Girl, if you want to be open, don't do stupid things."

Many people also sympathized with her experience and persuaded her loudly, but still no one stepped forward to give her a hand.

"Mei Niang, Mei Niang, don't dance..."

Qin Chong finally rushed over, saw that Meiniang had already reached the lake from a distance, and couldn't help but roared anxiously.

At this moment, Meiniang's heart suddenly felt warm.

She suddenly felt that in this world, maybe only this man really cared about her and cared about her.

So, she turned her head and smiled sadly: "Young Master Qin, if there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you."

After speaking, without hesitation, he plunged into the water...

"Mei Niang, don't..."

Qin Chong's heart ached, as if a sharp knife had been pierced into his heart, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot...

After all, he was still one step too late, watching Meiniang throw herself into the lake without being able to stop her.

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(End of this chapter)