Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 42 Gu Banxia's Shame (Three Thousand)

The sun is shining, the white clouds are like a mesh, the warm breeze is blowing, and the bright scenery makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Los House.

Song Yan lay quietly on Gu Banxia's thighs, gazing at the afternoon sky. He liked it very much. It was very comfortable to lie on the soft thighs.

At first, Gu Banxia was very resistant and felt very ashamed, but after gradually getting used to it, it became nothing. Her slender fingers gently played with her uncle's hair: "Uncle, do you not have to do those weird things today?"

"It's done, no need." He touched his waist. Although he was busy these days, the results were still quite good. The only pity was that the high-quality lard was wasted.

There is no such thing as a refrigerator in this world. By the time I finished dealing with the sugar and eggs and thought of the lard, it had already become smelly, with flies crawling everywhere, and I could even see some tiny maggots wriggling on it.

Nitroglycerin is very powerful, even more powerful than TNT, but it is also very unstable. Not to mention being ignited by an open flame, even the slightest shaking could cause it to explode. Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so bad. "I've been stuck at home for a while. I plan to go out for a walk in the evening."

No matter how great an invention is, its value can only be proven through experiments.

A smile appeared on Gu Banxia's lips. She really liked going shopping with her uncle: "I'm accompanying my uncle."

Song Yan rubbed his head: "No need this time, I..."

"My brother-in-law is preparing to do something, don't worry. Although Banxia is a maid, she has always been with the eldest princess and has learned some martial arts. If we really fight, my brother-in-law may not be my opponent." Gu Banxia was proud.

Song Yan was not surprised. In the family compound, no matter whether it was the guards, maids or gardeners, they were all not simple roles. The fact that Gu Banxia could become Luo Yuheng's personal maid must be more than just tenderness in bed.

Thinking of this, Song Yan looked at the sky again. It was still early, so before carrying out his great experiment, he decided to fulfill a small wish: "You can come along, but... you need to put on more clothes."

Gu Banxia was puzzled and looked down at the light-colored skirt on her body, which she had just changed today.

Not dirty.

Could it be that my son-in-law has mysophobia?

Then why do you often play with your feet?

Song Yan chuckled without saying anything and returned to his bedroom. Gu Banxia, ​​holding up the hem of her skirt, also stood up, brushing off the dirt and grass stains, and hurriedly followed. When they reached the room, they noticed that Song Yan had a black object in his hand. It looked like some kind of silk fabric, but thinner and smoother.

It was very stretchy, and with a slight pull, it became translucent. Confused, Gu Banxia opened the fabric. Instantly, a blush spread across her face. She puffed out her cheeks and glanced seductively at Song Yan. This was her first time seeing such women's clothing. Although she didn't quite understand what it would feel like to put on, the thought of its elasticity and translucency made her feel ashamed. "My son-in-law is being so dishonest again. Why does he always bring out these shameful, womanly things?"
And he always makes me wear it! Does he think she's easy to bully?
This time, I must be tough and not let my son-in-law do whatever he wants. Thinking of this, Gu Banxia stuffed the black stockings into Song Yan's arms: "Even if I, Gu Banxia, ​​die of poverty and have nothing to wear, I will never wear such shameful things."

Song Yan was not in a hurry at all, blinking his eyes: "It helps to shape the legs."

Gu Banxia, ​​who had already turned around and was about to leave in a leisurely manner, suddenly stopped in her tracks, her face flushed, her white teeth tightly clasped around her lower lip. After several breaths, Gu Banxia suddenly turned around and snatched the black silk from Song Yan's hand.

I always feel that this scene is a little familiar.

Then, Gu Banxia turned Song Yan's body around, which made Song Yan feel quite regretful as he originally wanted to appreciate the beauty changing clothes.

Although it looked simple, Gu Banxia found it quite difficult to put on. It took her a long time to finally put it on. Looking down, she saw the translucent black fabric revealing a faint glimpse of her snow-white skin. The contrast between black and white exuded an indescribable allure, so dazzling that even Gu Banxia herself felt dazzled.

Her pretty face was flushed with shame. She always felt that if she stayed with her brother-in-law forever, sooner or later she would become a shameless and wanton woman.

However, after putting on these strange pants, her legs actually became thinner, which made Gu Banxia overjoyed. Because she was too plump, although her son-in-law liked her plump legs, Gu Banxia always felt that they were too thick.

"Is this the pants my uncle was talking about? They look weird and thin."

"No, these are not pants, these are socks."

"Whose socks can be pulled up to the waist?"

Song Yan also turned around. Her light-colored skirt was pure and pleasant, and under the skirt was a pair of round and slender black silk legs. For a moment, he even felt a sense of time and space confusion. He couldn't help but reach out and grab a black silk-wrapped jade foot with beautiful curves. It was soft and felt great to the touch.

Gu Banxia sat sideways on the bed, feeling itchy from her brother-in-law's fingers. Women in ancient times attached great importance to their feet, second only to chastity, so Gu Banxia felt very ashamed, but at the same time, she felt sweet. She tried to pull her feet away with gentle force, but when she found it was useless, she gave up and let her brother-in-law's fingers caress her gently, his fingertips sliding across her calves, making her feel numb and tingling.

Maybe this is what is called interest?

"Uncle, we are going out."

"No rush." ​​"Woo woo~~!"

……

In the teahouse diagonally opposite the Luo Mansion, a porter suddenly put down the tea bowl in his hand, threw down a copper coin and turned away.

"Hey, sir, your things..."

The waiter called out, but the person had disappeared.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu are now basically Song Yan's exclusive bodyguards, and they are always brought along whenever he goes out.

As they casually strolled along, Song Yan bought Gu Banxia a hairpin. It was made of wood and very cheap, but Gu Banxia was very happy, even though the copper coins had to be taken out of her purse. For Gu Banxia, ​​the purchase was not important; she was happy to be with her son-in-law.

Before I knew it, I walked to a cloth shop, which was the shop of the Duke's Mansion. The title deed was still in that small box.

The Duke's Mansion has a total of sixty-four shops, six of which are located in Ningping County.

These six are included in the thirty-two stores given to Song Yan, and the remaining stores are mostly located in other counties around Ningping.

Of course, the shops in Songzhou Prefecture, or even in Dongling Imperial City, would not be handed over to Song Yan. To be frank, the value of a single shop in Songzhou Prefecture was probably more than the six shops in Ningping combined. Song Yan had also asked Zhao Hu to inquire with Steward Wang, and as he had expected, almost all of the thirty-two shops were losing money year after year. Forget making any money from these shops; he probably had to spend a lot of money every year.

According to Butler Wang, the Song Cloth Shop loses 372 taels of silver every year.

After just looking around the cloth shop for a while, Song Yan frowned. He couldn't say that the business of this cloth shop was very good, but it was definitely not bad. Women came in from time to time, and many of them left with cloth.

In this situation, Song Yan really couldn't imagine the possibility of losses.

Of course, now is not the time to deal with these trivial matters. Song Yan looked for a while and then turned to leave. Unknowingly, he left the county town and arrived at the bank of the Yiluo River near the cave.

The bodies of the Japanese pirates were nowhere to be found, perhaps eaten by wild beasts, leaving not even a bone. Even the torn strips of cloth in the cave had disappeared.

Only the memories in my mind are so clear, as if they were yesterday.

The sun sets in the west, and the orange-red sunlight is no longer so dazzling. At this moment, with the sound of whooshing, figures suddenly rushed out from the mountains and forests on both sides.

There were six people in total, and they were dressed differently. Some were dressed as farmers, some as peddlers; some were dressed as porters, and some were traveling merchants. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the scimitars reflected the cold light of metal. The leader was an eight-foot-tall strong man with two centipede-like scars on his face, looking ferocious and cruel.

These people seemed to be more professional than imagined. They moved quickly and immediately split into two groups as soon as they appeared, surrounding Song Yan and the other three from the front and back.

Just after the encirclement was formed, the leader's gloomy and ferocious gaze, like that of a jackal, swept over Song Yan and the others. It seemed that he was not going to let anyone escape alive, as none of the six people had any veil covering their faces.

Those faces looked extremely ferocious, yet also slightly smug.

This time, the task was so simple that it was easily accomplished.

A loser who has been imprisoned for years and knows nothing, and a woman, these two can be simply ignored.

The only ones who posed a slight threat were the two burly guards. However, these two were not worth mentioning. They were all warriors of the first rank, especially the eldest brother, who was a third rank warrior. His strength was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary guards.

Six to two, the advantage is on me.

They never thought of the possibility of losing.

However, these six people did not notice the bloodthirsty smiles that suddenly appeared on the faces of Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.

There was no sign of nervousness on Song Yan's face. He silently took out a stick-like object from his waist. It was made of ceramic and hollow inside, with a long fuse floating in the wind.

I have to say that these people are indeed quite good test subjects.

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