Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 16
Ximen's prodigal son is insane, and he makes a fuss about playing with his daughter.

Kill the old mother of the king of tea sellers, and teach the witches to be the king.

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Ximenqing's intentions were already evident in his words, and he hit it off with Wang Po, and the woman immediately gave him an idea: "The Jinlian lady was born as a maidservant of a rich family, and she is good at needlework. You buy a bolt of white silk, a bolt of blue silk, and a bolt of white silk, plus a dozen taels of good cotton, and put them all in the old lady's room.

After such an arrangement, the old man went to the next door and said to the Jinlian lady: "A benefactor and senior official gave me a set of clothes for the end of the year. You Jinlian lady is good at sewing, so I come here to ask you to be a tailor."

The old man is her godmother, and based on the old friendship, she will definitely answer me, and the Wuhan University can't say anything, let alone be suspicious.

In this way, after three or five days, when she is completely unguarded, you come again, prepare some jewellery, rouge and powder as a gift, and I will prepare some wine and food, and bring you two to meet. At that time, she will like it or not, Whether you love it or not, it all depends on your ability as a senior official, Ximen. "

"Ahhh!"

"Old pig dog, so vicious!"

"Why hasn't Wu Song come back?"

"When Wu Song comes back, he must cut this woman into pieces!"

After Wang Po's poisonous trick, before Su Wen had time to tell Ximen Qing's reaction, everyone in the audience began to curse.

Su Wen looked at the ever-rising aura in the mountain of books, and added fuel to the anger of the crowd: "Wang Po's plan made Ximen Qing burst into joy, clapping his hands and shouting: " The godmother's good plan, I don't know when it will work? "

Wang Po's eyes rolled, and she said in a low voice: "I heard that Wu Er was ordered by the county lord to return from a business trip for two or three months. Why don't we just do things today, the officials go to buy silk and silk, and the old man goes to the next door. Find out what the Jinlian lady is saying!"

"Very good, very good!"

Ximenqing was full of joy, and immediately went out to buy the silk and silk horses.

The Wang Po also got up and came to the next door, knocked on the door of the Wu family, and shouted: "Miss Jinlian, I am here to see you!"

"Wang Ganniang, why are you here, go upstairs and sit down!"

Pan Jinlian immediately opened the door, welcomed Wang Po into the room, and went to sit on the second floor.

After Wang Po went upstairs with her, she laughed and said: "Since Wudutou was on a business trip, your Wudao went out late and returned early, and the pancakes were only half sold every day, and then returned, and when you returned home, you closed the door early. Tou, I'm afraid you'll be hot, so I'm here to talk to you and get some air."

Wang Po's words touched Pan Jinlian's heart, and she immediately felt a little angry: "It's all because of the three-inch Dinggu bark. After hearing his brother's nonsense, he was suspicious, so he guarded against this and that, and made such a fuss. Here comes the joke."

Speaking of this, Su Wen shook his head and sighed, "How can a lady scold her husband in front of others?"

"Pan Jinlian made a mistake in her words, but Wang Po pretended not to notice it, kept it in her heart, chatted with her, and then talked about Ximen Qing.

"Miss Jinlian, you don't know something. The bamboo pole hit the person just now. It's terrible. He is a rich man in our Yanggu County. He changed his surname to Ximen, and it's a taboo for celebration. People call him Ximen. He is rich, generous, and has a lot of strength. He has two swords in his fists and feet, and his martial arts are extraordinary. Everyone in the county knows it, and everyone knows it!"

Wang Po patted Jinlian's hand, and said with a pointed smile: "Even your uncle, Wu Dutou, the tiger-fighting hero on Jingyanggang, may not be able to defeat him!"

"Bah bah bah!"

"He's worthy too?"

"This old pig dog, really deserve to die!"

"Why hasn't Wu Song come back, I can't listen anymore!"

The crowd in the audience was surging, and they could hardly control their anger.

Adding fuel to the fire, it was a success.

But it was a bit too successful, everyone was already a little bit out of control by the stimulation, Su Wen didn't know if he could still control the situation if it went on like this.

Do you want to speed up the pace and blur the details, lest the audience lose control and burn the desk?

Su Wen thought about it, but suppressed the idea.

Wealth and wealth are sought in danger, without taking a little risk, how can the aura consumption of Shushan be satisfied?
Su Wen checked it out, and for just one Wu Song, it would take ten thousand auras to concretize it into a book spirit.

If it is quite standard, if you gain hundreds of aura points in one battle, it will take Su Wen at least three months to summon a book spirit of Wu Song level.

Although Su Wen is not short of time and there is no existential crisis, one must know how to be prepared for danger in times of peace.

So, let's take some risks. Anyway, the audience in the audience doesn't have any big killers. No matter how excited they are, they will throw a stone at it, and it won't kill anyone.

"Hearing what Wang Po said, and thinking about Wu Song and that Ximen Qing's appearance, Pan Jinlian's heart was full of mixed feelings, and they were inexplicably turbulent, so she stopped talking for a while.

What kind of person is Wang Po, she can see Jinlian's thoughts at a glance, but she deliberately stops talking about Ximen Qing, in order to whet the appetite of this boudoir and resentful woman.

And so on, when it came to the matter of tailoring, Wang Po took out Ximen Qingbei's five taels of silver and said to Pan Jinlian: "Miss Jinlian, I heard that you are good at sewing, and I just want to cut a pair of clothes for the end of the year." , I wonder if you would be willing to be that tailor for me, and the five taels of silver will be my wages!"

"This... how does it work? If the godmother has something to do, it's only natural for my servant to help me. How dare I ask for wages?"

"Hey, it's a matter of course for a lady to be precious, so don't refuse!"

"Sister-in-law, I'm back!"

"Ah, Da Lang is back!"

"Wang Ganniang is here too?"

"Dalang, you came back just in time. Wang Ganniang is going to make a final dress. Knowing my sewing skills, she invited me to her home to be a tailor, and she also paid five taels of silver for the work. Tell me, should I go?"

"The godmother entrusted me to go, but the wages are absolutely unacceptable, so I ask the godmother to take them back!"

"How does this make... Hey, Da Lang is really loyal!"

After the three of them spoke, Su Wen finally decided on the folding fan:
The design of Wang Po's cage is deep, and Da Lang is so stupid that he doesn't know the sound.

Helping each other with righteousness rewards treachery, but the lady is given away for nothing.

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In this way, after sending Wu Dalang away every morning, Pan Jinlian would go to Wang Po's house to do needlework, and after three or five days, it became a custom.

Seeing that the time came, Wang Po invited Ximen Qing to lead them to meet each other.

That day, Pan Jinlian was knitting in the second floor of Wang Po's house. Wang Po led Ximen Qing into the room and said with a clever smile, "Miss Jinlian, this is the benefactor who gave me silk and silk. , Senior officer, this is what I told you about the skillful needlework, Miss Jinlian, look at this dress, this needlework, is it clever or not, is it wonderful?"

At this time, Ximen Qing couldn't see any clothes and needlework in his eyes, and he was all staring at Lady Jinlian, his eyes were shining brightly: "Qiao, it's really clever, it's wonderful, it's really wonderful, Wang Ganniang, you really found a skillful hand!"

"That is that is!"

Wang Po smiled and turned to Jinlian: "Miss Jinlian, the senior officials came to see this dress. I have tea guests downstairs to entertain me. Tell him that the needlework is ingenious!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Jinlian should or should not, she turned around and left the house, closing the door and leaving.

Su Wen held the folding fan and swayed it around: "In this way, in the room on the second floor, only Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing are left alone. The two of them have a spring feeling, and a silver heart. Dry firewood, within three minutes, rolled onto the bed, took off his clothes, and shared the same pillow...

(End of this chapter)