Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

"Madam, what are you doing?"

"Planting flowers."

"Shouldn't you bury the flowers you plant? Why are you burying people?"

"It's naturally used as fertilizer."

Xie Buruo, buried in the pit, looked up at the middle-aged woman in a pale yellow silk dress in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Is this Mantuo Manor?"

The middle-aged woman ignored him.

However, it was Madam Yan, who was standing nearby, who took pity on him and spoke up.

"Knowing it's Mantuo Manor, you still dared to trespass? You're really lucky, kid. Yesterday they were all wilted, but this morning after watering them, they're back to life. This old woman has been tending to the plants for so many years, and this is the first time she's encountered such a rare find!"

After saying that, she turned to the middle-aged woman and spoke to her solicitously.

"Madam, crops depend entirely on fertilizer! The same principle applies to growing camellias."

The middle-aged woman nodded repeatedly, looked down at Xie Buruo, and smiled with satisfaction.

It seems that this top-quality fertilizer will soon produce top-quality camellias.

At this moment, Xie Buruo finally realized that he had transmigrated into the world of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

The beautiful woman before me is none other than Madam Wang, the owner of Mantuo Villa.

I work from 8 AM!

How did you get me here?!

Xie Buruo remembered that he was just bragging and making vows with others when a bolt of lightning sent him here.

He couldn't figure out the other things for the time being.

But one thing is clear.

If he can't change the lady's mind, he'll keep this top-quality fertilizer for good.

How can I persuade this crazy woman?

"Her cheapskate father is Ding Chunqiu, who falsely claimed to be a disciple of the Starry Constellation Old Monster?"

"It seems the original owner was from the Wuliang Sword Sect."

"Huh, why are the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect from Shanxi?"

"The Boundless Northern Sect? Never heard of it?"

After seeing the flower fertilizer that caused a commotion this morning, Madam Wang was satisfied and prepared to leave with a pot of camellias in her arms.

Xie Buruo didn't have time to think about the original owner's affairs before he opened his mouth to shout.

"Madam, please wait!"

Before he could speak, someone else spoke first.

He turned his head and saw it was his neighbor next door.

A skinny young man, just like himself, was buried in the ground, with only his head sticking out.

The skinny man shouted frantically, "Madam, my master is the Starry Constellation Old Monster, no, the Immortal. We're all on the same side. I even delivered a letter to you before."

Madam Wang turned her head and said coldly, "It was your master who ordered me to kill you, saying that you were a traitor and colluded with outsiders. He told me to kill you as soon as I finished reading the letter."

She looked around at the camellias in full bloom and sighed softly.

"To die under these camellias is a blessing in disguise."

The young man looked terrified and repeatedly cried out that he was wronged.

Madam Wang frowned and gave instructions to Mother Yan.

"It's so noisy. Go cut his tongue out."

Mother Yan responded, took out a sharp knife from her sleeve, and stepped forward to grab the man's chin.

He shoved the knife into her mouth and sliced ​​off half of her tongue, which fell to the ground, dripping with blood.

Madam Wang ignored it and turned around again, still holding the camellia.

Xie hesitated for a moment, then immediately shouted.

"Madam, please wait!"

Madam Wang paused, but did not turn around. She only gave instructions to Mama Yan.

"Cut out that man's tongue too."

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Mother Yan happily agreed.

She staggered toward Xie Buruo.

"This old woman hates handsome young men like you the most. You're all all talk and no action, but your hearts are full of poison. Wait until I cut your tongues out, then let's see how you'll talk sweet nothings then."

Xie Bu Ruo shouted loudly.

"Has Madam forgotten Duan Er by Taihu Lake?"

Clang!

Madam Wang trembled violently, and the flowerpot in her arms crashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.

The surrounding maids, and even Madam Yan, who was pinching Xie Buruo's mouth, all froze in place, turning their gazes to Madam Wang.

Time seemed to stand still.

Whether new or old, no one had ever seen their host so out of control.

"What are you babbling about!"

Madam Wang's voice trembled as she turned around abruptly, unaware that she had stepped on her beloved camellia on the ground.

Mother Yan was adept at reading people's expressions, so she immediately released her grip and respectfully stepped aside.

Xie knew that if he didn't handle the situation properly, he would die on the spot.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he looked up and began to recite a poem.

"Spring streams ripple, camellias bloom white; summer valleys are shrouded in clouds, lychees turn red." A woman in a green dress and with a jade-like face seems familiar; in September, camellias bloom along the roadside.

The maids looked completely bewildered.

With each sentence she heard, Madam Wang trembled a little more.

This poem was written by Duan Zhengchun when he and she became engaged.

This matter is a private secret between the two adulterers.

Hearing this from someone else today, how could Madam Wang not be in a state of utter confusion?

She staggered to Xie Buruo, her voice trembling.

How do you know this poem?

Seeing her like this, Xie knew he had her figured out. He smiled slightly and was about to explain.

Madam Wang's gaze swept over his face a few times, then she suddenly realized what was happening, her eyes turning red as she gritted her teeth.

"So that's how it is! So that's how it is! You must be the bastard child of that heartless man and that vile maid Dao Baifeng. It's not surprising that a son knows his father's poetry."

"Hmm, you infiltrated my Mantuo Manor, surely intending to kill me for your wretched servant's mother. Just like that vixen Qin Hongmian and her apprentice. Hmph, now that you're in my hands, I'll make sure you suffer the most."

Xie was momentarily stunned.

Oh no, I've become a stand-in!

The crazy woman mistook me for Duan Yu.

Xie hurriedly explained, "Madam, my surname is Xie, not Duan, and I'm not from Dali!"

The maid carrying the flowers hesitated for a moment, then whispered in agreement.

"Madam, this man's accent doesn't sound like that of Dali; it's more like that of my hometown, Shanxi."

People from Dali have always been the top-quality fertilizer carefully selected by Mantuo Mountain Villa, so everyone in the villa is very familiar with the Dali accent.

Madam Wang was so concerned that she lost her composure, and only then did she realize what was happening, and coughed lightly twice.

"Of course I can tell!"

"Kid, how do you know that poem?"

Xie Buruo replied, "Naturally, it was the Prince of Zhennan who told me. If it weren't for this poem, how could I have gained your trust, Madam?"

He lowered his voice again: "When I came, Prince Duan asked me to give you a message."

After speaking, he stopped and looked around, as if he wanted to dismiss everyone.

Madam Wang knew that her relationship with Duan Zhengchun's adulterous partner was something she couldn't make public.

She waved her hand, signaling the servants to step back.

Lady Wang was extremely strict; if she said she would kill someone's entire family, she would kill them all.

Everyone at Mantuo Manor was both afraid of her and, after receiving instructions, suppressed their curiosity and retreated a distance.

Seeing that everyone had walked away, Madam Wang quickly pressed for an answer.

"What...what message did he ask you to give me?"

She felt a mix of trepidation, joy, and worry.

She was happy that her lover still thought of her.

The worry is that I don't know if these words are because of lingering feelings for the past, or because they are meant to sever all ties.

Xie knew better than to admit that if the subsequent writing didn't meet her expectations, he would have to continue being the fertilizer.

He quickly came up with an idea and immediately said...

"The prince said that the lady understood his intentions as soon as she heard it."

"Four looms, weaving mandarin ducks that yearn to fly together. Alas, their heads turn white before they grow old, in the deep chill of dawn, they bathe in red robes, facing each other."

Before he could finish speaking...

Madam Wang was already dizzy and her brain was trembling.

Overjoyed, he stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching his head, nearly fainting.

The maids, seeing this from afar, were all terrified and rushed over to help him up.

Mother Yan, wielding two large machetes, charged fiercely towards them.

"You little brat, how dare you anger the lady! Today I'll chop you into eight pieces and use you as fertilizer!"

The broadsword had just been raised.

Madam Wang hurriedly said, "Stop being so rude! Quickly dig out Young Master Xie!"