Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 3 Marriage Letter
The little girl yelled, and a large group of people crowded in the master's second room were all dumbfounded. The black brocade robe master Putou who was sitting behind the big desk helped the glasses frame without temples that came from Xiyang. The five yamen servants rubbed their eyes in amazement, and seven or eight of them were wearing short-hanging handlebars and hugging a sturdy old man with a beard, and their eyes were round.

The one who reacted the most was the one who was the most empty beside him. He was wearing a suit of scholar Songhe Yannian robes and a crown of honor, like a rich man in a costume drama. The young scholar looked a little unbearably arrogant. The fair-skinned Qianqianyu pointed at Hongniang Xing impolitely, and the noble young master roared unforgivingly.

"Red lady, just find someone, just find a fool and think you can pass it off? Don't you think I'm a fool too?"

"The "Law of the Ming Dynasty" is here in black and white. You can either pay a fine of one hundred taels of silver, or become a concubine for this young master, or just squat in the prison and eat prison food!"

There was an ugly wrinkle on the fair face, and the weak-looking young man growled like a wild beast, spraying all the saliva on Song Qingshu's dusty and stupid face.

However, the bigger impact was spiritual.

Daming law! ! !
In the past dynasties, it seems that only the Ming Dynasty had the law of the Ming Dynasty, right?But didn't I fall into the tomb of King Tang Shuo?

A group of men dressed in short clothes and looking like coolies showed great anger on their faces, especially the leader, an old man with a strong figure and a messy short white beard, seemed to be even more angry, but he couldn't bear it. The old man, the wrinkles on his face are as wrinkled as old walnut skin.

Looking around, Song Qingshu was even more astonished, as if he was dressed differently from the Tang people in his memory!
It's a pity, before he could continue thinking, a flaming shadow suddenly approached him, and his slender but powerful arms wrapped around his head, and more importantly, a soft object with a fragrance suddenly blocked his body. his mouth.

In an instant, Song Qingshu's eyes widened to the limit after being kissed by force.

It was even more shocking than when Hongniang Xing called Song Qingshu her husband-in-law just now, a group of short-dressed people took a breath of air-conditioning, the wrinkles on the strong old man's face twitched, and the father-in-law of the future generations saw his daughter being raped by a dubious brat It's like being cheated, and as for the yelling young master just now, his eyes almost didn't pop out.

"He is my husband-in-law! Just now on the street, he, he even put his face on my chest. If you don't believe me, go out and ask, many people can testify!"

This action can be regarded as shocking to the bold and bold Xing Hongniang. Pushing away Song Qingshu, who had fallen into a sluggish state, his pretty face seemed to be dyed with a beautiful red glow. Panting slightly, Xing Hongniang still used She stared at her pretty almond eyes in a stubborn tone and yelled.

Qi's fingers were trembling, and he pointed at Hongniang Xing with trembling arms for a long time, the arrogant man finally nodded viciously.

"Good, good, good! Red Lady, you are fine!"

"I'd rather find a fool than be my concubine, wouldn't you? I will fulfill you! Master Wu!"

With a roar, the yellow-faced Daoist robed master with a big belly who had been acting as a passer-by by the side immediately jumped up like an electric shock, nodded and bowed, and was about to catch up with the devil's translator.

"My lord, you order!"

"Today, my son will be the witness of this marriage. You immediately write a marriage letter, give it to the red lady, and..."

He glared fiercely at the stupid Song Qingshu again, and the arrogant young man almost gnashed his teeth and shouted: "There's this second idiot!"

The dynasties and dynasties are really similar, powerful and powerful in handling affairs, and the efficiency of the official uniform is also super high, but seeing the master, within a moment of splashing ink, a wedding letter dripping with Wang Youjun style, dripping with ink, arrived in front of Hongniang Xing.

Unable to read at all, Xing Hongniang only glanced at it, then angrily received it aside, her face seemed to reveal strong unwillingness and anger, and she tried her best not to burst out.

Just glanced aside, Song Qingshu was going to faint again, this bastard master is really real, the real bastard, the burden is not the point.

The point is, what the hell is the eight years of the apocalypse?

Even if Song Qingshu hadn't listened to it carefully in class before, he knew that Tianqi was the last reign of Ming Dynasty, and it was gone only seven years after Tianqi. Just now Song Qingshu thought he had arrived in the Ming Dynasty, but now, it's blurred again.

Confused, Song Qingshu staggered and let Hongniang Xing, who was full of anger, drag her out of the teacher's room. Behind him, the arrogant boy said with a sneer: "Then I wish Hongniang and your husband and wife a happy marriage for a hundred years." , remember, women have to obey women's morals, and they can't do anything like murder their husbands? My son is watching you!"

"You don't have to worry about Mr. Wu, father, let's go!"

Snorting coldly, Hongniang Xing went out without looking back.

The group of people were all upset, but when they reached the door, they were stopped by another group of policemen, who let go of the guards who were dragging Song Qingshu's arms, and pinched their waists with both hands. Hongniang Xing yelled fiercely: "This girl is already married!" I'm dead, here is the marriage letter written in black and white, what are you guys thinking about?"

"Tsk tsk, red lady, newlyweds, why are you so angry?"

The leader of the arrester looked rather strange, tall and thin, with wrinkles on his face like a tiger's face, and happened to have a yellow beard. Although he was smiling, that man's eyes were still fixed on Song Qingshu, his hair was all over his body. , shrinking back timidly.

The look in this person's eyes reminded Song Qingshu of the drug dealers on TV in the later generations. He didn't know where he came to the conclusion. Subconsciously, Song Qingshu knew that this person had killed more than one person.

As if looking at a monkey in a zoo, the yellow-faced tiger quickly walked around Song Qingshu a few times, and then he pushed Song Qingshu's shoulder with a grin full of ruffian anger, and turned back to Xing Hongniang with a laugh while he was reeling.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious, that idiot is so bold, he dared to rob a woman with the nephew of Lord Wu, governor of Shaanxi, hehe, I didn't expect him to be a second idiot!"

As Song Qingshu recoiled, the yellow-faced tiger's big mouth full of alcohol and bad breath pressed against his ear, humming with a mocking sneer.

"Boy, you can live well. I haven't seen enough of this show!"

"Hahaha, Ge Laozi's, it's really a good match, a second idiot, a silly girl who doesn't want to enjoy the blessings, a pair of unlucky bastards."

Shaking his head and joking with the police officers, the yellow-faced tiger finally turned around to get out of the way.

But amidst his laughter, Song Qingshu felt his legs go weak.

Governor of Shaanxi! ! !

(End of this chapter)