win the hairpin

Chapter 304 Blacksmith
Zhang Xutang was lying on the bed with baldness all over his head. If he shaved his head, he could pretend to be a Buddha.

He gritted his teeth and scolded Song Huiyue who was sitting in the yard: "You are really capable, such a wide road can crash into a ditch!"

Song Huiyue had a big bump on her forehead, and she ate tea through a door as if nothing had happened - she was able to drive the carriage off the first time she drove it, and after a few more drives, naturally she would not fall into the ditch.

And it was a pity to her that Zhang Xutang only fell all over his head, and didn't even break a single bone.

Zhang Xutang scolded the sky and the earth, but Song Huiyue remained indifferent. In the end, Zhang Xutang couldn't bear it anymore, stood up with the pain on his head, pulled his shoes and walked out of the room: "Master, I'm so hurt, you still have thoughts Eat! Talk!"

Song Huiyue rolled her eyes: "I'll eat more when you die."

What she said was true, and Zhang Xutang was irrefutable. He used chain legs at Xiao Wei, and slapped Zhang Lin four times when he came to change his dressing. The servant wiped his face and let him slap him A basin of hot water.

He made a fuss in the small yard, sat down opposite Song Huiyue, snatched the plate angrily, and stuffed the snack into his mouth.

He watched while eating, and after watching for a while, his anger disappeared.

Song Huiyue lost part of her beauty, her face was pale, her big eyes were deeply sunken into her sockets, her hair was in a mess, her clothes were wrinkled into dried vegetables, her skin and lips were dry and cracked, showing a mess.

Only the expression is an indescribable tranquility.

Finally conquered her!

The Zhang family, Tianxia, ​​and Song Huiyue are all under his control!

This is enough to show that he possesses extraordinary wisdom, and he can turn clouds and rain with his outstretched hands. It is the so-called rules in this world that imprison him and prevent him from displaying his talents, so that his life is still dark.

It's a pity—an idiot like King Yan can call the wind and rain in the court, but he can only make plans in the dark, because of these bullshit benevolence and morality, forcing him to see the light of day.

Song Huiyue was able to compete with him, and she was a natural talent just like him. It's a pity that she was trapped by her family and daughter, and the love of King Jin also made her disappear from everyone.

However, so many restraints couldn't suppress her mind and intelligence, and her person was just like her big eyes, shining brightly.

The two of them finally stayed together.

Just after enjoying the beauty for a while, his head started to throb and hurt again, and he lost most of his good mood. He just ate and fell asleep after eating.

He was not afraid of Song Huiyue killing him. If Song Huiyue could deal a cruel blow to him in the Zhang family, it would be even more powerful than "Plague Monkey".

He slept, and Song Huiyue also found a room to sleep by herself. The two of them slept together until the sun was setting. When Zhang Xutang woke up, he immediately shook Song Huiyue out of the reclining chair.

Song Huiyue raised her hand and gave Zhang Xutang a slap, Zhang Xutang dodged quickly, and her hand slapped him on the head—it would be better to slap her face, the bump on the head disappeared with this slap Shocked and in pain, Zhang Xutang shuddered on the spot.

Zhang Xutang was not angry.

He found that he almost fell in love with the way Song Huiyue treated him—simple and rude, with blatant murderous intent and hatred, every move was in line with his wishes.

He grabbed Song Huiyue's hand and slapped himself on the face: "Okay, let's eat."

Song Huiyue withdrew her hand and got up from the recliner to have dinner with Zhang Xutang.

The Zhang family is not big, but they are clearly separated, no one will come close at will, but the cry of the eldest grandson of the Zhang family went straight to the sky, regardless of inside and outside, and reached Zhang Xutang's ears, making him wish he could pack this child together Send it to Lingnan.

He personally brought a crab to Song Huiyue. Seeing Song Huiyue's expressionless face and red lips drinking osmanthus rice wine, he said with a smile, "Tell me, how do you plan to kill me? Or do you plan to practice some kind of palm?" Slap me to death with one slap?"

Song Huiyue lowered her eyes and replied without emotion: "You will know when you die."

Zhang Xutang smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll wait."

Song Huiyue took a drastic step to dismantle the crab, piled up the crab shells into a hill, and looked at Zhang Xutang from the crevice of the hill.

Her eyes were sharp and cold, and she slid across Zhang Xutang's body inch by inch with a kind of lingering horror, tearing him apart like a crab.

Under her gaze, Zhang Xutang took the crab apart calmly, and poured hot rice wine for Song Huiyue again.

After the meal, Song Huiyue went out alone, completely ignoring the people who followed her—whether it was King Jin or Zhang Xutang, she didn't care, and let others spy on her.

Walking all the way to Panlou East Cross Street, there is a ghost market here. At this time, it is not yet the time for lighting transactions, only two or three wine shops are still open, there are two shops selling incense, candles, paper money and other things, and there is also an iron shop. Shop, the word "good iron" is written on the door wall.

Song Huiyue went forward, and there were two men at the door with two low benches, and a broken table in the middle, with a grate of pancakes and a bowl of pickles on it, and they were eating with their cheeks.

Seeing Song Huiyue, the elder stood up and asked, "Would you like to use scissors or a kitchen knife, little lady?"

Song Huiyue shook her head: "Can you use a weapon?"

"Yes, depending on what the little lady wants, a light short knife, short sword, and arrow can all be used."

Song Huiyue shook her head again: "I want a Xiaochuan crossbow for shooting birds, the length of a foot is enough, and I want a continuous crossbow."

The blacksmith thought for a while: "Those who can shoot multiple arrows don't know how to shoot them, they can only shoot single arrows, those who know how to shoot multiple arrows are waiting to be recruited, they are all registered, and they only serve the government as weapons."

Song Huiyue was a little disappointed.

The blacksmith said again: "Since you are shooting birds, you don't need to use the crossbow. I will give you a good short arrow. If you have good aim, you can kill two birds with one arrow."

"Shooting birds is enough..." Song Huiyue thought for a while, but still regretted that there was no Liannu, "Okay, let's shoot at your place, how much money?"

"Twelve taels, it's not that the pig iron is expensive, but that it takes a lot of effort to assemble these things, first give me half of it as the fixed silver."

Song Huiyue took out a small five taels of silver from the money bag at her waist and handed it to the blacksmith: "How long will it take?"

"I still have a few knives to kill. On the [-]th day, you can come and get them."

Song Huiyue handed over the silver, set a time to pick up the Chuannu, and walked all the way home.

The sky was already very dark, the moon was like a curved hook, looming in the clouds, and the wind that blew was also faintly chilling, getting into people's clothes, making people's skin crawl.

Song Huiyue walked forward with her arms around her arms. On this day in Zhang's house, she was not tired from running around and only drove the carriage into the ditch. But for some reason, she felt more tired than carrying a big bag on the pier all day.

The sky began to be darkened, and the wine shops and foot shops on both sides were still open, but the incense shops were all closed. She walked all the way, walked to the door, and saw the lantern hanging on the door, and a little The soft light can't help but feel a little more at ease.

The door was not bolted, so I opened the door and walked in. The yard was lit all night with oil lamps. Aunt Lin and Tan Ran sat in the yard stacking gold and silver ingots—there was less smell of medicine in the house, and more smell of joss sticks and paper money.

(End of this chapter)