A Good Landlord in the Tang Dynasty: Emperor Yuan Cong

Chapter 55
Huaiyuanfang, Rongguo Duke's Mansion.

On the upper floor of the Fan Mansion adjacent to Huaiyu House, Fan Xuanfu was sitting on the roof wrapped in a cloak.With the bright moon in the sky, she was sitting on the roof tiles holding the Zhan Ma Dajian, her eyes were fixed on the vestibule of Wu's small courtyard not far away.

There is a large group of people eating meat and chatting, so happy.

She fixed her eyes on a figure, that concerned figure walked back and forth in the courtyard, always followed by a young woman in a light green skirt, she was tall and tall, and behaved intimately with him, without avoiding others.

Her gaze became colder and colder, and she even began to gnash her teeth.

The night wind was blowing, and the corner of the cloak was blown up, revealing the proud figure.

Fan Xuanfu's hand tightly grasped the Zhanma sword, wishing he could draw the sword and swing the sword energy to cut forward.

The Flying Building in the Rongguo Mansion, also known as Zouma Building, is divided into upper and lower floors, with white walls and black tiles, cornices and corners, which has a bit of Jiangnan style.

From the upper floor, you can lean on the railing and have a panoramic view of the streets and alleys, and even the adjacent courtyards.

This kind of flying building is actually a violation of the regulations. This is a copy of the corner building in the palace, but the one in the palace is taller and bigger.

Many princes and princes built flying buildings privately, and the neighbors next to them could only endure it if they had no power.

Fan Xuanfu seldom comes to this flying building, but Fan Xing likes to bring his concubine to this upstairs, but today she sits on the top of the building until midnight.

Until that figure had already disappeared from the front yard, but her sullenness didn't show up, and instead became more intense, because he entered the backyard with the woman in his arms.

The wind is getting stronger.

The cloak was raised.

Fan Xuanfu stretched out his hand to stroke her wounds, where were the medicine and gauze that he had just changed during the day, she closed her eyes, and seemed to feel his hands on them again.

The scene of that night came to mind.

The meow of a stray cat brought her back from her thoughts.

Fan Xuanfu was a little annoyed, he drew his sword and jumped down, the sword was on the wild cat's head, but stopped.

The wild cat screamed and ran away.

Fan Xuanfu stood there blowing the cold wind for a while, turned around to go back, but after taking two steps, she turned back, she flew over the eaves and walls, and quickly crossed the courtyard walls of the two families under the cover of night.

She was on the roof of the front yard and heard people talking in the house below.

"Today's meal is really satisfying, and I won't be wronged if I die."

"This is promising."

"I didn't expect this stewed lamb's head to be so delicious in minced sandwich biscuits."

"The noodle made by Erlang is even more delicious. How can you make this noodle as you like? One noodle is a bowl. I've never seen this kind of noodle before."

"It must be the royal cuisine of the palace. Don't forget that Erlang's uncle is Ying Guogong, one of the founding heroes of Yuanmou."

"Tomorrow I will divide the meat and cakes, and then bring the silk money home. I don't know how happy Aye is."

"Shopkeeper Zhao distributed fifty bolts of silk."

"If only I could be the shopkeeper."

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Fan Xuanfu listened on the roof for a while, then continued to jump towards the inner courtyard. Under the moonlight, her movements were as light as a civet cat and fox.

Soon she found Huaiyu's location.

Sit down on the eaves with your feet down.

"Erlang, do you think Auntie will like me? Will you dislike my humble status?"

"No, don't worry about it, they will definitely like you very much."

"Then what kind of meeting ceremony should I prepare for them? I didn't even have time to prepare some gifts, so I didn't prepare anything. Why don't we go to West Market to buy some gifts tomorrow?"

"You are the best gift. Wasn't I, Aye, also very satisfied with you last time?"

"It's the first time you come to the door, you can't go empty-handed."

"Aren't you still wearing a dowry?"

"Erlang, I still have some jewelry that my wife and Sanniang rewarded me before. If I give them to Aniang and Eldest Sister, you won't dislike them, right?"

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"Speaking of Sanniang, I don't know how she is doing now, whether she is still grounded by the madam."

"You don't have to worry about her. Mrs. Zhang's confinement is actually good for her. Now the border is in chaos, and more than [-] Turkic wolves are riding rampant in Longyou. She is a woman, even if she can ride and shoot, she really thinks that she will bring a group of men. Can you go west beyond the Great Wall and kill seven in and seven out of the Turkic army?"

"No one on the battlefield would be sympathetic to women. If they really fell into the hands of wolf riders, life would be worse than death."

"Princess Pingyang Zhao is also a woman, but she is also in command of the army. She was buried with military ceremonies after she died of illness." The woman said unconvinced.

The man lowered his voice, "I heard rumors that Princess Pingyangzhao died in battle against the Turks in Taihang, Hedong?"

"In the fifth year of Wude, Liu Heikai rebelled in Hebei, and quickly swept all over the country, and even linked up with the Turks. The imperial court sent the prince to personally lead the expedition to fight against the rebellion in Hebei. At that time, Princess Pingyangzhao was guarding Niangziguan, located between Taiyuan and Hebei On the Jingxing main road in the Taihang Mountains, this is a battleground for military strategists.

At the end of the fifth year of Wude, the prince defeated Liu Heita, and in February of the following year, the princess's body was transported back to Chang'an and buried with military ceremonies.The court said that the princess died of a sudden illness, but she was only in her early thirties at the time, so it was rumored that the princess was actually killed by a poisonous arrow when she was fighting the Turkic and Liu Heita rebels at Niangziguan. "

Even Runniang of the Yongkang Mansion didn't know the truth.

Although the imperial court officially said that she died of illness, the folks, even Li Jing's family, believed that she died in battle and was hit by a poisoned arrow.

"So, the battlefield is not suitable for women, it is too dangerous."

Run Niang lowered her voice and said, "Erlang, I heard that the assassin who assassinated Xue Wanche yesterday was actually a female assassin. You went up to fight at that time, did you find out that it was a female?"

"Well, I found out that she is not only a woman, but also a peerless beauty. She has a tall peach figure, a tiger back, a wasp waist, and mantis legs. She wields a horse-slaying sword. She is extremely tough. Xue Wanche was ordered to be hacked to death by her. Fortunately, I drew my sword to help .”

"Who are you helping, Erlang?"

"Of course it's the heroine of the female school. I thought she was about to lose, so I drew my sword to block Xue Wanche and let her go."

"Erlang really knows how to joke, don't say that outside, if people mistakenly think that you are really related to that assassin, then ten mouths will not be able to tell."

"Erlang, tell me a story. The story of the West Chamber you told me last time is pretty good, but I don't like Cui Yingying very much. As the daughter of Xiangguo, her father promised her to her before his death." Zheng Shangshu's son, what a good marriage, but she has an affair with a down-and-out poor scholar, it's too wrong."

"Do you look down on down-and-out scholars?"

"Erlang, it's not that I look down on Zhang Sheng, but Mrs. Cui is still acting like Zhang Sheng even though she is already engaged. This is not a woman's way."

"Hahaha!"

"Then let me tell you a story about a woman who really does not obey women's morals today, Ximen Qing and Fan Jinlian, the name of this story is Jin Pingmei,
It is said that during the period of the Han Dynasty, in Qinghe County, Guandong, there was a young man who was a romantic boy. He was tall and handsome, had a natural and unrestrained temperament, and had a lot of family money. He was 26 or [-] years old.His father, Ximenda, used to sell medicines in Sichuan and Guangxi, and he opened a big herbal medicine shop right in front of Qinghe County..."

The person in the room told a story, Ximenqing became friends with ten brothers, Wu Erlang met his elder brother and sister-in-law coldly.The man's voice was very nice, and the story was told in a well-tuned tone, with ups and downs, and ups and downs in the plot, especially when it came to Ximen Qing's molesting women, it was even more vivid, and when it came to Wu Song's drunk beating Dead Tiger, even more climaxes...
Fan Xuanfu on the room was fascinated by listening, but he lost his voice.

The man's voice came from the room, "I have to listen to stories every day, and I fall asleep every time I listen to half of them. Little Pacai, I like to eat and play."

"Okay, go to sleep."

There were rustling sounds from the room, and after a while, the lights in the room were blown out, and there was no more sound.

Fan Xuanfu, who was sitting on the roof, was holding the Horse-Chopping Sword, and almost forgot why he was here.

Thinking of the man who said during the day that he was going to ask his father to marry him, but now he was sleeping with another woman in his arms, Fan Xuanfu's breathing became short of breath again, she was so upset that she wanted to jump down, break into the house, and give him a sword.

But this kind of thinking quickly passed. Which capable man doesn't have a group of wives and concubines, and his father is only in his early thirties, and Ji concubines can't count them.

Besides, the woman in the house was just a maidservant given to him by the Yongkang government, even if it was good to let her go, she would at best be accepted as a concubine in the future.

There was the sound of two people breathing evenly in the room.

The night was lonely and cold.

Holding the sword in his arms, Fan Xuanfu sat on the roof with his knees bent, wrapped in a black cloak, and his mood was hard to calm down.

Having died three fiancés, the woman named Kefu actually yearns for marriage more than anyone else, and that day she went to assassinate with the heart of death, and when she was rescued by him who had met once, she was very grateful.

And when he came to Shengguang Temple at night and carried her away for treatment, her heart was broken, and they slept together overnight under the high fever.

When she woke up that morning, she was actually unable to face him and this experience calmly, and even in the bottom of her heart, she had entrusted her body and mind to him.

When he came to the door again, she wanted to rush to hug him, but in the end she said unfeeling words. She was afraid of the curse, and she was afraid that she would kill him.

I thought that what I did was right.

But now, listening to his breathing in the room, her heart was churning. The person next to him should have been herself.

Why should I let go, why should I only be the one who gets hurt.

Not reconciled.

Heartache.

She had a strong urge to jump off the roof, break into the house, take him away, even run away on a moonlit night, or take him back to Rongguo Duke's mansion, go directly to meet her father, and tell him that this is what she wants Marry a man, unless he does not marry.

She jumped down.

Step by step approaching the door.

But when he stood in front of the door and his hand had already touched the door, he hesitated again.

I have already killed three men, what if he is the fourth?

I can't be so selfish, I don't deserve it.

She stood there, the moonlight fell on her body, like an ice sculpture.

Maybe it's best not to bother.

"Wu Lang, live well." She murmured softly and turned around.

When he went to the courtyard, he drew his knife again.

It's just that she didn't go back, and cut off a section of hair with a knife, put it on the ground, then jumped onto the roof, and jumped away.

(End of this chapter)