Time Travel: My Wife Is Busy in Farming

Tang Xiaoman thought to herself that all a hero like this needs is a black night suit, and he still suffers a bit in plain clothes.

But looking at this man's Qinggong, we know that his martial arts cannot be bad.

Besides, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, didn’t he have a ring match in front of him?

At that time, he had already shown his superb martial arts foundation. When Tang Xiaoman started to have information and hope for Qian Musheng again, this person really couldn't be praised.

Even though Tang Xiaoman was praising Qian Musheng in his heart now, he heard a snapping sound coming from the yard.

It turned out that when Qian Musheng jumped in, he was unlucky for some reason and had bad eyesight.

The sole of my foot slipped and a large climbing fork fell.

Tang Xiaoman said in her heart, hero, please don’t let me down!

Fortunately, the sound was not loud and no one noticed.

When he jumped in just now, Qian Musheng had already dropped a small stone, also called a asking stone, mainly to determine if there were any dogs or other agencies ambushing him here.

He bent down and looked around, and found that there were rockeries, corridors, and the Moon Gate all around.

This should be the back garden of the Huang Mansion. It was quiet and unresponsive inside.

Qian Musheng felt relieved and tiptoed forward. Based on his experience with the structure of such a deep compound, he began to move from house to house in search of the whereabouts of the captured woman.

He didn't know the woman's name, but he still had an impression of the pink jacket she was wearing when she was taken into this distant gate, and her general appearance, even though it was just a quick glance.

He walked in a dark place in the mansion, dodged several waves of patrolling servants and thugs, and found a large mansion that was very spacious. The important thing was that there were lights inside.

Qian Musheng saw the bright lights in the room. He quietly walked around the back window and carefully broke the window paper with his fingers.

I saw that it was very luxurious and jeweled. In the middle was a large table and a grand master's chair. Sitting on it was a fat man with a big bald spot on his head. He was wearing rich clothes and the belt around his waist was all decorated with inlays. Wearing jade and a golden belt, it looked like it was made of gold.

He was holding a string of beads in his hand, which was white and fat, and his face was the same, with a droopy mouth, like a big catfish.

He has small eyes, a hooked nose, a catfish mouth, big pits on his face, and a head that looks like a light bulb. He doesn't even use the light when he goes to the toilet in the middle of the night.

Qian Musheng curled his lips as he looked outside, thinking that there were such ugly people in the world, and he thought about wooing those beautiful girls every day in an attempt to possess them.

There were five or six people dressed as servants on both sides, lowering their heads to listen to his lecture.

In front of him, there stood a guy who looked like a boss. He lowered his head and was being scolded by this old Mediterranean man until he was about to cry.

"Yes, Mr. Huang, I will go back to persuade Liu Qiaomei. I will convince her today, and in an hour I will send her to the master's room for your enjoyment!"

When Mr. Huang heard this, he bared his disgusting yellow teeth and said with a malicious smile: "As long as you say this, go down. I'll go back to the room and wait for your good news!"

"Remember, if she refuses to persuade her again, then give her a hard beating! Keep beating her until she is convinced." As Mr. Huang spoke, the flesh on his face began to tremble, which disgusted Qian Musheng.

I think this old boy is really a loser, I will deal with you again if I have the chance! No matter so much, after Mr. Huang went back to his room, Qian Musheng looked at the leading housekeeper and followed them to the backyard.

Qian Musheng knew that the housekeeper must have gone over to persuade Liu Qiaomei to go.

It happened that he didn't know where Liu Qiaomei was hidden, so he followed the steward and walked into a courtyard in a roundabout way.

After entering the courtyard, I discovered that there is another courtyard inside, a very grand main room with a pavilion in front.

The few followers followed him all the way into the main room.

Qian Musheng took a look and saw two big red lanterns hanging at the door of the house.

When the housekeeper opened the door, he saw that the decoration inside was all red. It was a new house, prepared for weddings.

There was a plate on the table with fruits, pears, and red candles. There were two old ladies and a woman dressed as a maid in the room, who were earnestly persuading the woman sitting on the bed wearing a bright red wedding dress.

Qian Musheng looked at the woman again. Although her face was beautifully made up, it was all stained with tears and she was crying very sadly. Her body was still heavily bound, her hands and feet were tied with ropes, and she was tied to the bedpost behind her, unable to move.

Next to her, a fat woman who looked like a matchmaker was persuading Liu Qiaomei.

"You little girl, are you really flattering me? Think about Mr. Huang's status. He has a huge family fortune and is a cousin of our county grandpa. He also has a relative who is a high official in the capital. If you can marry He, it’s your ancestral graves that are smoking. Are you still crying here? Do you think that if you marry Mr. Huang, you will still have to follow your own father to sell songs? You can’t live in peace even if you are running around Wandering all over the place."

"Yes, yes, girl, don't get carried away. Look at the grandeur of the Huang Mansion. If you become Mr. Huang's concubine, it will be a good life for you to be a slave, wear gold and silver, and have fine clothes and food. . Are you still so miserable selling and singing everywhere? If you bring your father in to enjoy the blessings, will you still have to worry about it for the rest of your life?"

An old woman next to me was also here to give advice.

"Let me tell you, if you continue to resist like this and anger our Mr. Huang, you will not be able to save your life, and even your father will die along with you. You can weigh the benefits yourself!"

The fat old woman started to use both soft and hard tactics again, and her words were obviously threatening.

"I'm telling you, think about it quickly and enter the bridal chamber tonight. Our steward has gone in to discuss it with the master. If he comes back with Master Huang's order, I'm afraid it won't be of any benefit to you."

Just as he was saying this, the manager came in.

Behind him were a group of Huang Mansion's thugs, all of whom looked like menacing gods.

He rushed in with his arms rolled up and his sleeves rolled up. When the manager saw that so many old ladies and maids could not persuade Liu Qiaomei to move.

She still looked like she was resisting desperately and not letting anyone get close to her. How could Mr. Huang enter the bridal chamber tonight like this?

The manager was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said directly to the old women: "I just asked Mr. Huang for instructions. She must have a bridal chamber tonight. If she doesn't agree, just give me a beating. Beat her to death. If she doesn't agree, I will." Beat her again until she is dead. Also, capture her father and beat her together. Let’s see how long this Liu Qiaomei can hold on!”