Concubine

Chapter 52

Yang Qiuchi first called out to the old disobedient Master, stretched out his hand to help him stand up, then bowed his hands to Song Zhixian, and Feng Xiaoxue also said a million blessings.

Song Zhixian saw Yang Qiuchi, and he didn't know what it was like. If it wasn't for the fact that Yang Qiuchi proposed to let his daughter protect Bai Sumei after Bai Sumei came back to life yesterday afternoon, her daughter would not die. It's a bit far-fetched, logically, he should place this hatred on Hu San's accomplices.

Although there is some resentment, Song Zhixian still understands in his heart that if Yang Qiuchi hadn't intervened and guaranteed Jinyiwei for him last night, he is already on his way to be escorted to the Fusi Prison in Jinyiwei North Town, Beijing. Yang Qiuchi can be said to have saved his life Besides, Song Zhixian also saw last night that Yang Qiuchi has an unusual relationship with Jinyiwei Ma Duma Zongqi. Now that he has Jinyiwei as the backstage, he can't afford to offend him.

Song Zhixian thought to himself, the death of this daughter is indeed like having a piece of heart cut out, but it is irreparable, and this living person has to live well.

These thoughts are numerous, but in Song Zhixian's head, he had already figured it out in a flash. He stood up and went forward, forced a smile: "Nephew, you are here."

Song Zhixian glanced at Feng Xiaoxue, was startled by the black spot on her left face, and couldn't show it, so he quickly lowered his eyes, calmed down, and asked Yang Qiuchi: "This is..."

"Uncle, this is a bitch, named Feng Xiaoxue." Turning to Feng Xiaoxue, he said, "This is Mr. Song, the magistrate of Guangde County, and also my uncle. He is the same candidate as my old man of the Yang family. It was the same year."

Feng Xiaoxue said another blessing: "Xiaoxue pays homage to uncle." The voice was like a silver bell, crisp and very pleasant.

Song Zhixian nodded and led Yang Qiuchi to sit down. The little black dog obediently lay beside Yang Qiuchi, looking around with his small head, looking curiously at the weeping women.

After being seated, Song Zhixian introduced his five wives to Yang Qiuchi.Only then did Yang Qiuchi know that the woman who secretly looked at him was the youngest concubine in Song Zhi County, named Mei Niang.

The eldest wife, Mrs. Han is Song Yuner's mother, and her eyes were already crying like walnuts. When Yang Qiuchi and Yang Qiuchi greeted her, Mrs. Han looked at Yang Qiuchi with tears in her eyes, and asked, sobbing, "I've been here for two days~ I've always heard Yun'er talk about ~she has a new brother, ~he's very capable, ~it's you."

"Don't dare to take it, it's my nephew."

"Woooo... my poor Yun'er, she can't see her brother anymore... woo..." Han covered her face and cried.When the other concubines heard this, they also burst into tears.

Feng Xiaoxue's nose was sore, and tears fell down like broken pearls.

Mrs. Han had just seen Feng Xiaoxue's pity, and she had sympathy in her heart. Now that she mourned her daughter with him, she was moved a little more, and became a little kinder. After talking about it, I found out that Yang Qiuchi saved his husband, and he felt a little more grateful. He waved to Feng Xiaoxue, pulled her to sit beside him, and they cried together.

Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, your daughter is staying in my old house well, why are you crying like crazy, but this news can't be announced now, to prevent Yin De from doing evil things again.He had no choice but to comfort him: "Uncle, aunt, Yun'er's body hasn't been found yet, maybe they escaped before the fire started."

It would be fine if someone else said this, Han must have taken it as a consolation, but it was Yang Qiuchi who said it. In the past two days, stories about this little apprentice have been passed on one after another, and they are amazing. What he said now might be true.Han stopped her tears and asked, "Son, is what you said true?"

Song Zhixian also looked at Yang Qiuchi with hope, and the other concubines stopped crying and looked at Yang Qiuchi together.

Yang Qiuchi had no choice but to cough dryly: "I mean it's very possible, Yun'er is very skilled in martial arts, I'm afraid she won't be able to catch the fire."

Han Shi nodded, she still had confidence in her daughter's ability, but immediately thought of something else, and asked: "Then, why didn't she go home?"

"There should be her own reasons. In short, don't be sad. Yun'er is a lucky person. My nephew sees that she is not a person who has a bad life, so she should be fine."

Seeing that Yang Qiuchi was so sure, hope rose in Han's heart, looked at Song Zhixian and said, "Master..."

Song Zhixian said: "Madam, don't worry, my nephew is right. Our child will come back safely." Even so, until now, Song Zhixian thinks this is just a good wish. He had seen it himself, and to tell the truth he did not believe that a man could escape from such a fire.

Yang Qiuchi told Song Zhixian that Ma Du let him go, so he got up to leave, and Feng Xiaoxue also got up to go back with her husband.Mrs. Han took Feng Xiaoxue's hand, wiped away tears, and said to Yang Qiuchi: "Nephew, you like your nephew and daughter-in-law very much, and you want to keep her talking to me more, how about it?"

Yang Qiuchi agreed, and asked Feng Xiaoxue to comfort and persuade them more, then took the little black dog and left the inner office.

When they were leaving, the fancy woman sitting at the end gave Yang Qiuchi a wink from a distance, which made Yang Qiuchi get goosebumps all over his body.

Yang Qiuchi took the little black dog and walked out of the gate of the county government office to the government office.

The station is only a hundred meters away from the yamen. Just after leaving the yamen, several people from across the street surrounded him. One of them was tall and burly, with his arms folded, looked at Yang Qiuchi, and smiled coldly: "Hey! If you are a small official, will you ignore you, Uncle Liu?"

Several people behind this burly man surnamed Liu shouted:

"You fucking kneel down when you see Uncle Liu? Are you looking for a beating?"

"Yes, I heard that you got a sum of money, and you still haven't paid back the gambling debt owed to our Uncle Liu?"

"Is it itchy, I will scratch it for you?"

"I think his bones are tight, I give him a loosen!"

Yang Qiuchi knew at a glance that they were a bunch of hooligans. Hearing what they said, it must be those gambling friends who used to be Yang Wei who came to collect gambling debts.

Yang Qiuchi was escorted by this wolf-like little black dog, and these little ruffians were ignored, besides, this was at the gate of the county government office, and there were people of his own inside, next to the post where Jin Yiwei lived, With the bottom line in his heart, he also smiled coldly: "Have you guys finished your fucking shit yet?"

"What? How dare you scold you, Uncle Liu?" The burly man was at least half a head taller than Yang Qiuchi, and he couldn't believe that the words came from the mouth of that bully and fearful brat. He was taken aback for a moment, and cursed: "You Are you fucking impatient?"

Yang Qiuchi smiled, put his hands on his shoulders: "I don't know who is impatient!"

The big man surnamed Liu was taken aback again, looked Yang Qiuchi up and down, laughed, turned his head and said to the people behind him: "You heard me, the little bastard is going to be promising today, and I want to fight with you!" Let's practice!" Then he yelled: "What are you guys still doing stupidly?"

(End of this chapter)