Empress Jinghua: The eunuch is nine thousand years old

Chapter 89
"It's up to you to decide whether you want it or not." Xia Zijin said indifferently, her cold eyes swept over Fu Ling who was trembling in fear, without a trace of pity, "Take it away."

Xiao Huanzi accepted the order and waved his hands, and there were palace servants on the left and right, one on the left and one on the right, holding Fu Ling's shoulder blades, preventing her upper body from moving.

"Let me go!" Fu Ling struggled and screamed, kicking her legs non-stop, but it still didn't help.

Seeing Xiao Huanzi holding the lamp and leading away with a few people pressing Poria cocos, Xia Zijin smiled mockingly, the skirt fluttered with the wind, and the ring made a clear ding-dong sound.

The Awakening of Insects at the beginning of March is another day of solar terms when spring is approaching. Two days ago, the imperial examination at the Jinluan Hall just ended. In this year's imperial examination, most of the participants were children from poor families. Ming Shengdi was very happy to see this, only children from poor families He has no foundation in the court and does not join the party, so he can be appointed with peace of mind.

Xia Zijin calculated the date correctly, and on this day, under the banner of going out of the palace to relax, he went to the southern suburbs.

Three miles to the south of the southern suburb is the most primitive boundary of Shangjing City. This is a slum where hundreds of poor people live.The land price in Shangjing is extremely expensive, and people from poor families cannot live in the city at all, and can only live in the more remote southern suburbs for generations.

Among the low-rise brick houses, there was a burst of medicinal fragrance from the windows of a family.

A frail and gentle boy squatted in front of the burning medicine stove, covered the lid of the medicine jar with a thick handkerchief, and lifted it up carefully. White mist floated up from the bubbling soup. The chopsticks stirred gently for a while, then stood upright and straightened the medicine jar, wrapped a white handkerchief around the edge of the jar that was hot to the touch, strained all the decoction in the jar and poured it into a porcelain bowl.

The young man was in his early twenties, his appearance was not outstanding, but his facial features were well-proportioned, and he looked like a well-behaved scholar.He carefully carried the medicine bowl and stepped into the house from the simple kitchen, and there were several uncontrollable coughs in the short and narrow room.

"Mother, why are you up again? Didn't I tell you to lie down and rest..."

The middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion leaned on the uneven old wooden table, threading needles and threads on the embroidered cloth with thin hands, embroidering this lifelike crabapple.

"Zhou'er, it doesn't matter, mother, this embroidered pattern can be bought at the market in a few days, mother's craftsmanship is good, and the guests all like mother's embroidery pattern!" She grinned a kind and simple smile, full of The white hair that does not belong to this age was dyed warmly under the dim window light, "You just finished the palace exam, and all the mothers who have studied hard all these years have seen it in their eyes. No matter whether you can get a ranking or not, my mother is very pleased. I want to earn more money to supplement your health."

Fang Zhou put down the medicine bowl, sighed, he knelt down on Mother Fang's lap and said softly: "Mother, you have suffered so much for the child in this life, if the child doesn't work hard to become a master, the mother will live forever." A good life, how can I be worthy of your painstaking upbringing!"

Fang's mother gently stroked Fang Zhou's forehead hair, and said lovingly: "Mother is not suffering, it is my mother's blessing to have such a caring child as Zhou'er!"

Fang Zhou's eyes flickered slightly, and he hugged Fang Mu's lap tightly, and after a long time he stood up and brought the decoction with a suitable temperature to Fang Mu.

"Now the medicine is not hot, mother, drink it quickly, it will be better when it cools down later."

Mother Fang nodded, her throat was itchy and she coughed a few times in a muffled voice. She took a mouthful of the stewed soup medicine with a spoon, and the bitter taste spread in her mouth.

With a bang, the only solid wooden door in this ruined hut was violently kicked open, only to see three burly men with aggressive faces coming outside the door. Go into the house and knock over all the dried fruits and vegetables drying in the yard.

"What are you doing!" Fang's mother rushed forward to stop the three people who looked like local ruffians, seeing the food she had worked so hard to dry being ruined one by one, her heart ached.

"What are you doing? I said you are really stupid or fake. I sent someone to notify you a few months ago. The 300 taels owed to me should be paid back. Why, do you still want to renege on the debt?" The leader of the local ruffian With a big beard that grew to his neck, he shouted loudly, shrugged Fang Mu's shoulders, and pushed her to the ground.

"mother!"

Fang Zhou helped Fang's mother up, glared angrily at the head ruffian and said, "Why should we pay the debt? What does Fang Shanhai's gambling debt to you have to do with us!"

Next to the head ruffian, a tall, round-faced man sneered, squatted down and patted Fang Zhou's thin shoulders.

"Xiucai Lang, haven't you read poetry and books? Don't you understand the principle of repaying father's debts? Fang Shanhai is your father, and his money is the money you owe! Hurry up, Ma Liuliu, take out the money, or else Our brothers are not easy to mess with!"

Fang's mother cried loudly while holding the ark. She had a hard life. She married a short-lived ghost who was good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. She got drunk and fell to her death from the mountain. I don't know how many places I have traveled to avoid debts, but I am still being bullied by creditors again and again.

"Where did we orphans and widows get the 300 taels back to you!" Fang Mu's voice trembled, and Fang Mu and Fang Mu were like lambs to be slaughtered, but they had no strength to fight back.

"No money?" The leader of the ruffian sneered coldly, squinting his eyes full of hostility and said in a vicious voice, "Brothers, search for me, I want to see if I really have no money!"

As they said that, the three of them squeezed into the house. The poor hut is short and narrow, and it can't accommodate so many people's activities. There are only two wooden beds, a wooden wardrobe and a low table for the family in the house. Now, the three sons were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the house, and they turned over the shabby house in a short while.

"Brother, look!"

The round-faced burly man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, held a cloth bag from under the closet and handed it to the head ruffian, with a greedy gleam in his eyes.

"Shameless bastard! Return the things to my mother!" Fang Zhou looked at the cloth bag, his eyes suddenly changed, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward to snatch it.

The man with the scar closest to him threw Ark on the ground with a single fist. Seeing Ark twitching on the ground with his hands on his stomach, he laughed so hard that the flesh on his face trembled, and he spat at him: "You can't control yourself!" guy!"

The other two also laughed, watching Fang's mother crying and crawling to the side of Fang Zhou who was curled up in pain, hugging him and crying bitterly, their eyes were full of the arrogance and pleasure of a strong man looking down on everything.

"Brother, look quickly, this thing looks very valuable!" The round-faced brawny man pointed at Bu Bao.

The leader of the gangster used two fingers to open the outer layer of the cloth bag, revealing a layer of silky satin inside. His eyes lit up, and he continued to turn over the silk, only to see a piece of excellent-quality tourmaline lying in the middle of the cloth bag Jade, the clear and transparent texture reflects the glass-like light when it is illuminated, shining on the faces of the two, and shining into their greedy eyes.

"Mother Xipi... this thing is worth at least 1000 taels of silver..."

The three of them were all dumbfounded, and then there was a burst of ecstasy. This time, the deal was a huge profit. 300 taels became 1000 taels, a full double!
"You can't take it away...!" Mother Fang cried and knelt down at the feet of the head ruffian, hugging his ankle and weeping bitterly, her eyes full of grief.

"You have no money, so you have to use things to repay the debt! You are so dishonest, you have such a valuable treasure hidden in your house, and you are crying poor with me! I will fuck you!" The leader of the gang kicked Fang Mu in the heart. , she fell to the ground like a dilapidated puppet, holding her heart and gasping in pain.

"You beasts! I will fight with you!"

The blood in Fang Zhou's eyes swelled, he took out the small knife for self-defense in his arms, gritted his teeth, rushed forward and raised the knife to stab the head ruffian in the abdomen.

But his thin body was no match for the leader of the ruffian, the leader raised his foot and kicked his wrist fiercely, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

A bloodthirsty look flashed in the eyes of the leader of the ruffian, and he raised Fang Zhou's collar with a big palm, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

Fang Zhou's face turned red and purple from being pinched, his shoulders hung in mid-air and he kept staring, only feeling that the breath in his lungs was getting less and less, and his eyes began to blur and spin.

"You demons! Let my son go!" Seeing her son dying, Fang's mother grabbed the leader's arm and bit it, but it was just a mantis' arm, and the leader's backhand slapped Fang's mother directly. The fan fainted.

"Hahaha, what kind of storm does the life of an ant want to cause?" The round-faced man put his waist down and looked at Fang Mu who was fainting on the ground. Shang sneered, "Xiucai Lang, aren't you quite capable? Why, call me, if you are satisfied, maybe I will spare your life."

The other two looked at each other and laughed wretchedly. Who didn't know that a round-faced strong man is a man who can eat both men and women, and a white-faced scholar like Fang Zhou is most suitable for him.

"You...dream...dreams..."

Fang Zhou squeezed out these three words from between his teeth, his head was so dizzy that he could hardly hold on anymore, the hideous faces of the three were close in front of him, but he was powerless to fight back, a hot tear flowed from the corner of Fang Zhou's eyes, Regret that I am just a scholar with no power to restrain a chicken.

"Then it's our fault!"

The leader of the ruffian laughed cruelly, the strength in his hand increased, he tightly wrapped around Fang Zhou's neck, and exerted all his strength.

Fang Zhou's spiritual consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, and his hands are gradually hanging down. He hates, hates these three villains, and hates Fang Shanhai even more. How could it be so degraded!

(End of this chapter)