Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 572: The Fork of Destiny

The next day, Wu Song carried the thick-backed, pointed-winged goose-feather sword made for him by his brother, and wore the clean clothes washed by his sister-in-law. He walked with a breeze and smiled at everyone he met. Others also knew that Wu Da from Yanggu County was his brother, and they all congratulated him.

Wu Song, feeling happier than ever before, asked his soldiers to buy some wine, meat, melons and fruits to treat everyone to a drink.

Wu Dalang had also asked his matchmaker to find a house and land for him early on, but there was no rush as they could live there before getting married. What Wu Dalang was anxious about was finding a suitable wife for his brother so that the Wu family could continue the family line.

"Da Lang has forgotten what Wang Po does." Pan Jinlian brought breakfast to Da Lang and said with a chuckle while clearing the dishes.

Wu Dalang frowned when he heard this. He had been selling pancakes for most of his life and spent his days walking the streets and mingling at the bottom of society. It was impossible to say that he lacked life experience and was unaware of some shameful and dirty things. So he knew very well what kind of person Wang Po was.

On the surface, she runs a teahouse and works as a midwife and matchmaker, but secretly she sells children and girls, drowns baby girls, seduces wealthy men and good women, and does many immoral things. No wonder Wu Dalang dislikes her.

But this kind of thing is inevitable. Poor families can barely afford to eat and cannot support their children, so being sold to rich families as slaves is at least a way to survive.

As for drowning baby girls, although the imperial court had issued a clear ban, the imperial order did not reach the countryside, and even the county magistrate could only turn a blind eye.

The last item is that the wealthy families like excitement, and the good families want to make some money to support themselves. It's a two-way fight, and one is willing to be beaten. How can they seek justice?

Although Wang Po doesn't seem like a good person, she is quite professional and familiar with the backyards of wealthy families. If you ask her, she will definitely know which family has a good girl.

Now that Erlang's status is different, Wu Da's sights have also risen. He wants to find him a daughter from a wealthy family, even if she is not born of a legitimate wife, then a concubine's daughter will do.

"There is no time to lose. I will go and check today." Wu Dalang took out some loose change and was about to go out when he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door.

"Is Dalang home?"

Wu Dalang pushed the door open hastily and was overjoyed to see that it was the immortal's follower, whom he had met once before. He bowed hastily and invited the immortal into the house, asking his wife to serve him tea.

The visitor was Li Ji. Facing Wu Da's invitation, he did not refuse. After entering the room, he just glanced at Pan Jinlian and paid no more attention to her. Instead, he took off the wooden box on his back and said.

"The master has calculated the days, and it is almost time for you to meet your brother."

"Thank you for your concern, Immortal. I met you yesterday, just as you said." Wu Dalang said gratefully.

"You also know that this is just the beginning." Li Ji was not surprised. In his heart, the master had long been an omnipotent god. Now he only wanted to do what the master had asked him to do.

"Wu Da knows." Wu Dalang thought of the destiny that the immortal had mentioned, and felt hatred in his heart, but he had no power to do anything. He could break even iron and stone, but what could he do in the face of an invisible fate? He was equally powerless.

"Don't try to change Wu Song's fate forcibly. Before his destiny is fulfilled, his life will not be in danger. On the contrary, you are the one in danger. Even with the power given by the master, you must not take it lightly." Li Ji warned.

"Wu Da understands!" Wu Dalang nodded vigorously, feeling extremely grateful to the immortal.

"The master asked me to bring this gold and silver. If anything happens, you can use it to arrange things. Then you can bring your wife to Shaohua Mountain. You will be safe under the protection of the master." Li Ji handed a large box of gold and silver to Wu Dalang, then turned around and left without trying to keep him.

Wu Dalang closed the door and opened the wooden box. It was full of gold and silver, weighing hundreds of taels. If Li Ji had not been a great martial artist, carrying this stuff over long distances would have been fatal.

Pan Jinlian, who had been silent before, suddenly hugged Wu Dalang tightly. Even though she knew nothing about it before, what she heard today made her heart tighten.

"Don't worry, the immortal has changed my fate and arranged a place for us to go. We just have to wait." Wu Dalang said this and didn't know what to say, because the premise of all this was that Wu Song's fate could not be changed. "My wife, please keep the gold and silver." Wu Dalang sighed. Although he knew that fate could not be changed, he still couldn't let go of his brother, so he bought a house and found a matchmaker. What if it became that...
Wu Dalang came to the teahouse next door carrying a box of snacks. Wang Po, who was sitting by the window, stood up and greeted him with a smile. She also made sour plum soup by herself and served it to him.

In the past, he would at most give a smiling face, but since the newly promoted chief, who is now a popular tiger-fighting hero in the county, is this man's brother, naturally he has to give him more face.

"Dalang is a rare guest, come and try this sour soup."

"Forget it, I don't like sour food, and besides, I came here to ask you for something." Wu Dalang instinctively refused the food that Wang Po brought him, but in order not to appear rude, he quickly got to the point.

Wang Po didn't care. She had seen all kinds of people and heard all kinds of words. She had been spat on in the face more than once or twice. If she cared about everything, she would have been angry to death long ago. But don't expect her to forget it. After ten or eight years, she would get her revenge sooner or later.

When she heard that it was a marriage introduction for Wu Erlang, Wang Po smiled like a chrysanthemum. She no longer cared about the previous little things. If this matter was done, she would not be willing to give her money or gifts.

Of course, Wang Po is not the only matchmaker in the county. Ordinary people usually choose the one nearby, but those who are more particular will of course choose a famous one, and these people are happy to take money.

Wu Song has been gaining popularity recently. If he were to be matched with a woman, it would undoubtedly greatly increase Wang Po's fame. How could she not be willing?

After the deal was settled, Wu Dalang felt relieved and went home to sell his pancakes on the street.

Although the immortal asked Lord Li Ji to send a box of gold and silver, Wu Dalang would not use it indiscriminately. In comparison, he preferred to earn money with his own hands.

After Wu Dalang left, Pan Jinlian cleaned the house diligently. She opened the door first and used a fork to lift up the reed curtain to allow ventilation.

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I did it over and over again countless times, but by chance my hand slipped today, and at the same time a man walked past the curtain, and the pitchfork, which carried a bit of the power of fate, hit the man's turban.

The man was hit on the head for no reason. He stopped and turned around, ready to explode, but when he saw it was a charming woman, he softened half of himself, and his anger turned into a smiling face. Even a dog couldn't change his face faster than him.

But it's normal. This man is a lustful person. Pan Jinlian is not only good-looking, but also has a great figure. She is also naturally charming. She walks in a twisted and swaying manner, which is very alluring.

Men who have experienced all kinds of things and played around know best what this kind of woman feels like. They are immediately blinded by lust and their hearts are filled with desire.

Pan Jinlian didn't know this person's background, so she crossed her arms, bowed deeply, and said apologetically.

"I just made a mistake, please don't blame me, sir."

"It's okay. Please do as you please, madam." The man adjusted his turban, bent his waist to return the greeting, and spoke in a polite manner.

This scene happened to be seen by Wang Po who lived next door, who joked and laughed.

"Who told you to hit the eaves? It's just the right time!"

"It's my fault for offending you, madam. Please don't blame me." This man was obviously familiar with Wang Po. He didn't care when he heard it. He apologized with his mouth, but his eyes were looking at Pan Jinlian. The look in his eyes was hooked and went straight into her flesh.

Pan Jinlian frowned. How could she be a maid in a rich family without any manners? She knew that these two were not good people. She bowed and did not even pick up the pitchfork on the ground. She turned around and went back to the house to lock the door, all in one go.

Even though the door was closed and the curtain fell, the man was still staring straight at her, showing his playboy demeanor and his unwillingness to give up.

(End of this chapter)