Jiaohua

Chapter 1428
Sixty miles to the north of Guzhou is the Menzhi of An Qiuwan, the grand cadre of the year.

The whole clan of Menzhi'an migrated, and no one knew where they went. The whole clan kept a low profile and retired from the world for a while.

As for Menzhi and Jidi, two large tea-producing states, they have been changing hands in the past few years under the battle between Tian Dayao and Yun Bozhong. The people died, injured, and fled. Reduced by half.

It wasn't until Tian Dayao put his strategic focus on Youzhou and other northwest areas that Menzhi and Jidi breathed a sigh of relief, but destruction is easy to create, and the two years of recuperation can't make up for the original natural disasters and man-made disasters.

In Yushuiyuan Town in the south of Guzhou, there are only a thousand households in the deserted area, and a notice is being posted in the city. It is midsummer now, and the notice says that it is an autumn harvest order.

Many literate people read the words on the notice aloud, and the government also sent several officials to explain the changes in the new tax near the notice board.

Compared with the previous ones, the tax harvested this year is already very light, but it is still a boulder on the heads of the poor.

In the back alley of the notice board in an ancient street in Beicheng, the man's panting sound became more and more frequent and suppressed, and came from Zhang Hong's colorful incense pavilion.

Qian Fengrong's eyes were red, his speed became faster, he grabbed the woman's neck with one hand, and beat her face desperately with the other hand.

The sound of the woman screaming in pain, he only felt happy in his ears.

"Scream! Does it hurt? Shout, scream!!" Qian Fengrong roared out at the end, "Scream!"

The woman cried loudly: "Master, I'm screaming, please forgive me!"

Qian Fengrong didn't feel pity for her, and his hand was getting stronger and stronger, and he beat her to blood. He raised his head and let out a loud roar of undisguised joy.

After a long while, Qian Fengrong shouted: "Excellent!"

The woman was half dead, her eyes were black and her ears were buzzing.

"Get out!" Qian Fengrong kicked her out of the bed, "I want to sleep, get out!!"

The woman got up tremblingly from the ground, with severe pain all over her body, she leaned against the wall and went out, ignoring her disheveled clothes.

Several subordinates passed by her and shouted outside: "Master!"

Qian Fengrong was exhausted and was about to go to sleep, when he said angrily, "Go away too!"

One of his subordinates shouted, "Master, the Prime Minister has sent you a letter!"

"Get out, get out!!" Qian Fengrong roared angrily.

The men had no choice but to shut up.

Qian Fengrong slept for three full hours, and it was already dark.

When he came together, the little maid who was guarding outside went to call for someone, and the old bustard came over in person, serving him with water and tea.

Qian Fengrong squinted his eyes and leaned on the recliner to enjoy it. Two beauties beside him were massaging his legs. Suddenly, Qian Fengrong stretched out his hand and put the hand of a beauty on his thigh.

The beauty looked up at him, Qian Fengrong pinched her chin, his eyes were deep: "Your hand has to go up a little bit."

The beauty didn't realize that she was half happy to be favored by him, but her pretty face was pale. She hurriedly lowered her head and continued to massage.

The previous subordinates all went to have fun separately. When they heard that Qian Fengrong woke up, they packed up and came together.

After entering the house, one of his subordinates asked the old bustard to retreat to the left and right, but Qian Fengrong refused to let this beauty go. He held her hand and stared at her without blinking: "Don't you like to serve me?"

The beauty trembled all over, and shook her head: "No, it's not, the slave family likes to serve the master very much."

"Then stay and continue."

The beauty held back her fear, knelt back, and continued to massage with the same strength as before.

"Slap!" Qian Fengrong suddenly slapped her across the face.

Qian Fengrong was so powerful, this slap caught the beauty off guard and fell to the ground.

She hurriedly raised her head to look at Qian Fengrong, covered her face and stepped back.

"Come back!" Qian Fengrong yelled.

The beauty crawled tremblingly, Qian Fengrong raised his hand and slapped her again: "When serving the master, you have to smile, don't put on a sour face like sending a mourner!"

The beauty nodded and tried to force a smile: "Yes, Lord."

"continue."

"Yes."

The beauty continued to rub, trying hard to hold back the tears rolling in her eyes.

Only then did Qian Fengrong look at those subordinates, asking them to speak.

Separated by a wall, the holes in the wall completely transmitted the movement of the next door.

Liang Jun's complexion was extremely bad, and he hated it deeply. His fingers on the table were clenched into fists.

Di Jinsheng sat beside him, picked up a pen to write, and pushed it to Liang Jun: "Forbearance."

They could hear the voices next door clearly, and their voices could be heard even next door.

Liang Junnong frowned, and picked up a pen to write: "This bastard, he should be punished with the most heinous punishment!"

Di Jinsheng replied: "The young master is coming, it's not too late for retribution."

Liang Jun raised his pen: "I will stab him too!"

At this time, Qian Fengrong's scolding came from the next door: "Knowing that I don't know much, how can I read this letter! You read it, no, you say it, what did he write in the letter!?"

A subordinate said: "Yes."

Di Jinsheng and Liang Jun stopped communicating and looked together.

The subordinate said: "The Prime Minister said in the letter that he will arrive on June 23. General Zhuo Xilie and others were killed by him on the way because they disobeyed him. He also accepted a little lady sent by the general to serve him as righteousness." Female. At the end of the letter, I told the general not to miss the fireworks alleys these days, and to recharge your batteries and prepare for the great cause and the world."

Qian Fengrong said: "June 23rd, there are three days left."

"Ah."

"I sent a total of eight people, I can't remember how many men and women, who is the little lady he adopted as a righteous daughter?"

The subordinate said: "It was not mentioned in the letter."

Qian Fengrong didn't say anything more.

After being quiet for a while, his subordinates said: "General Zhuo Xilie...is dead. I don't know how the Prime Minister did it."

Qian Fengrong snorted coldly: "You don't understand this, he wants people to die, that's very simple!"

The subordinate said: "Yes, then one day he will treat you too..."

"Damn you!" Qian Fengrong interrupted him violently, "What are you talking about? You bastard, how dare you provoke Prime Minister Xie and me?!"

The subordinate knelt down on the ground in horror: "No, it's not, sir, listen to me, there is nothing wrong with taking precautions before they happen!"

"How dare you say that!" Qian Fengrong stood up and kicked his head.

His movements were too fast and the strength was too great, his subordinates couldn't even utter a scream, and fell into the corner of the wall in an instant, the force was on the head, the cervical spine was tilted, and he died instantly.

"Ah!" the beauty whispered, and quickly covered her mouth.

The other subordinates looked at the companion who instantly turned into a corpse, all expressionless.

"This is the end," Qian Fengrong said angrily, "I see who will dare to provoke right and wrong in front of me next time!"

The subordinates said in unison: "Master, calm down! I dare not wait!"

Liang Jun and Di Jinsheng looked at the wall with scorn and sarcasm on their faces.

They found Qian Fengrong precisely because he couldn't learn to keep a low profile and restrain himself, and was always arrogant wherever he went.

Thinking about it now, with Qian Fengrong's flamboyant manner of doing things, I'm afraid they are not the only ones who found him.

(End of this chapter)