romantic flower

( ) Winter is at its deepest point. .Although the city is prosperous, pedestrians are gradually sparse, and the city is full of loneliness.

Lonely is lonely, but the hard-working porters and vegetable farmers are unwilling to give up the sparse source of tourists, and they yell and make a living in the city every day in the icy and snowy weather.Because they have to withstand the severe cold to keep the rest of the family from the severe cold.

There is a family, and as the head of the family, he must be the one who bears the heaviest hardship and bitterness, and enjoys the least warmth and happiness.

Apart from the porters and vegetable growers who kept shouting and selling in the street, Yangzhou City is a little different this year because several new game halls have opened in the city.The business of the game hall is very good, and people in full swing gather at their respective tables to roast and have fun.

The booming business in the game hall made the girls in the brothel jealous, because in winter, those girls who didn't have much business didn't even have anyone to warm their beds.The weaker girl couldn't bear the cold this winter. Although there was a heater in the room, some people who were used to a man's body began to feel uncomfortable!

Therefore, some old girls in old and decrepit buildings saw some facts clearly in the winter of this year, and then they left the world forever.

Qingyan watched her family's business flourishing and getting better and better, she smiled more often, and became more mature and charming.But when I heard the servants talking and laughing when the business in the brothel was sluggish, Wei Wei felt a little sorry for those real hard-working people who had fallen into prostitution.Later, I thought, if one day all the brothels in the world were robbed of their business by game halls, then there would always be fewer women suffering...

Qingyan's idea is of course tantamount to whimsical fantasies, because how can change the world's poverty and hardship rely on game halls?Of course, it is only possible to rely on political clarity and social progress.However, these conditions cannot be changed, at least for now.

In the world, the surname is Zhao, and the family is in the world.

In this somewhat different deep winter, the days gradually passed between the ordinary and the unusual.Seemingly calm, Song Yi would play boxing and throwing knives with Fuyao and others in the mansion every day. Occasionally Xu Chang would be invited by Qingyan to the mansion, and everyone would have a lively home-cooked dinner, which was light and warm.

It seems that everyone has forgotten the existence of Yang San in the small black room.But Song Yi didn't forget, so he would send some simple food to Yang San every day, but he didn't let Yang San's wounds heal.For Yang San, it is better to be dead than to be alive.

This day, Song Yi entered the small black room again, and Yang San was so heartbroken that he didn't even bother to raise his head.Not to mention his heart, even his current hair has turned as white as winter snow in this short period of time.

Song Yi looked at Yang San's white hair without any sympathy.Because the enemy is not worthy of sympathy, even a poor enemy is still an enemy.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.This kind of words should be the mantra of villains in Song Yi's impression, but Song Yi is not a villain, and he firmly believes that this sentence is correct.

Song Yi walked to Yang San's side and began to untie Yang San's rope.

The sluggish Yang San suddenly woke up, and then raised his head to see Song Yi's indifferent and expressionless face suddenly began to tremble.

The rope on his body was quickly untied, and Song Yi held a dagger in his hand, with a sharp cold light.

Yang San's knees softened, he slid off the chair, and then fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.Of course, he didn't really collapse to the point of kneeling, but because he suddenly felt the fear of death.

After Yang San fell to his knees, he kowtowed and shouted, "Don't kill me...spare my life..."

The white hair was scattered, the clothes on his body were dried and dirty with blood, and an unpleasant stench emanated from him. Yang San knelt and kowtowed, tears and snot flowing out together.Because even at this moment, he still doesn't want to die.

"I've said it before, I won't kill you. If I want to kill you, I won't keep you until now!" Song Yi said calmly.

Yang San stopped moving, looked up at Song Yi miserably, his brain had already lost his clear thinking and asked in confusion, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"I have prepared a group of people for you, just like you sent people to assassinate me...I believe that if Graiko's wife doesn't give up, she will send people to assassinate me again sooner or later! And now...it's almost New Year's Eve, I hope Have a safe New Year's Eve. But I don't want Ge Laizi's mother-in-law to have a safe New Year's Eve! So...whether she comes to kill me or not, you go kill her!" Song Yi said calmly, and put the dagger into Yang San hands.

Holding the cold dagger, Yang San's hand trembled for a moment, then he looked at Song Yi with a miserable face and said, "She won't spare me, and since I failed, she must have sent someone to watch Song Mansion is near, how can I get out of Song Mansion? What is the difference between this and killing me?"

"Of course there is a difference!" Song Yi said seriously, "Because someone is watching her, you don't have time to stay after leaving the mansion. You have to find her before her people report the news to Mrs. Ge Laizi and then Kill her... I believe, it's very difficult, but if you succeed, you will be free! Because at that time you were in Lin'an Prefecture, and I was in Yangzhou, even if I don't want to, because you want to escape , how can I really trap you? But... Before you kill Mrs. Graiko, you have to believe that many of the people who go with you will definitely kill you before you escape, so. ..You can only take advantage of the chaos and escape after killing Mrs. Ge Laizi! What do you think of the way of life I pointed out to you?"

Where is the way out here?Yang San sighed bitterly in his heart.But at this moment, where did he have any choice? After thinking for a moment, Yang San asked, "Why is Ge Laizi's mother-in-law so easy to kill, and besides, his brother is the leader of the Salt Gang. Then where should I run away?" Whose person did you prepare for me? The person from Yutou Zhang?"

Song Yi sneered and said, "People with fish heads? Isn't that causing trouble? Anyway, I used your family property to buy a group of people. You don't have to ask who these people are, because some of these people must not be for You went there to kill Ge Laizi's wife, unless it's time to actually do it. So I tell you first, after you leave the house, you can't think about anything, you can only rush all the way to Lin'an Mansion, and kill people in a hurry! You understand. …”

Yang San thinks this is a dead end, but where does he have a choice?Because the dwarf has already chosen a path before, if he doesn't want to die, he can only die!

"How many people?" Yang San asked bitterly.

"30 people! Guys with knives!" Song Yi said with a meaningful smile.

"Okay, I'll go, but I need to treat the wound and change into clean clothes before going out. Even if I die, I hope to be decent." Yang San said, suddenly calmed down.

"Okay! But I hope you don't die!" Song Yi said seriously.Of course, this does not mean that Song Yi really kindly hopes that he will live, but that he can really kill or hurt Ge Laizi's mother-in-law, that ruthless woman.