Zongwu: Saving Wu Meiniang at the beginning

The firelight came on. Su Rongrong looked at the pants Wu Ming was holding in his hand. The light blue pants were wrapped with white trousers. She couldn't help but shake her head helplessly.

Now she finally knew what that fleeting flash of white was when the carriage collapsed.

"Hongxiu, you have a good memory, but do you still remember whether Sister Meng is carrying her luggage?"

"She should have been carrying it on her back. I just checked and there was nothing belonging to Sister Meng among the luggage. She must have taken it away."

"It should be. I remember that when Sister Meng slept, her luggage was used as a pillow. She must be carrying something important."

Song Tianer interrupted and said that although they also cooperated in doing bad things because of Wu Ming, the kindness in their hearts was still there, and they still cared about Meng Qingluan, at least for now.

Qiu Moyan didn't say anything, but just kept his eyes on Wu Ming. Wu Ming was helpless, and his scalp tingled when he was stared at. No matter whether it was a big head or a small head, he thought for a while.

Wu Ming flashed and disappeared from their side.

"Where did he go?"

"Where else can I go? Let's go find Sister Meng. Who knows if Sister Meng has other pants? If not, let her go find them in the middle of nowhere."

"That's right, but what should we do now? The carriage is in this state. Do we have to ride or walk tomorrow?"

"Okay, there's no need to think about these. After meeting Sister Meng, we should try another way to go back. We don't have to take a carriage anymore." Su Rongrong shook her head. She knew that Wu Ming had another way to travel, but he didn't use it because he seemed to have received some information, so he chose this way.

That’s right, for Meng Qingluan, it was an accidental encounter, but for Wu Ming, it was a long-planned event.

……

"Um, the pants in your hand might be a little thin, why don't you wear these."

Wu Ming suddenly appeared in front of Meng Qingluan with a smile on his face. There was no embarrassment, and no intention of disturbing others changing clothes.

"Hmph! So you don't plan on calling me uncle-master anymore?" Meng Qingluan took a deep breath, trying to dispel all the embarrassment and make herself look more normal.

So what if you get in? Isn't this just stopping the loss in time and giving it up directly?

As long as you don’t go in and out, it doesn’t count.

Meng Qingluan began to convince herself again, and she couldn't blame others. They recognized the wrong person. She knew it clearly, but did not stop it in time. It was her fault.

She took the clothes from Wu Ming without avoiding him and changed them quickly, then put the package on her back again.

"Nephew, right? Thank you for your hospitality. Uncle is leaving soon. The situation on the front line is tight. The sooner you go, the sooner you can save lives."

"Go ahead, actually..."

"No, actually, nothing happened." Meng Qingluan obviously didn't want to bring up the past.

Even though this is an old thing, it is still new, very new.

"I want to say..." Wu Ming smiled and still wanted to say something.

Meng Qingluan was a little embarrassed and annoyed. She turned around and tried to leave, but Wu Ming grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms roughly.

"Well!"

Her lips felt hot and Meng Qingluan was confused. Hey, hey, hey, it was okay if it was just a misunderstanding before, but this is too much now.

But he was so aggressive that Meng Qingluan was completely obsessed with it. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. She gasped for breath at first, and then she pulled Wu Ming's hand out belatedly.

The moment it came out, its fingers were still contracting and trembling, as if regretting something.

"What...what do you mean?"

"Nothing, just checking if your pants are tight enough."

"Is this human language you're talking about?"

Meng Qingluan hurriedly put down her clothes.

"Actually, I want to tell you that I did that on purpose."

"I know you did it on purpose. You are my nephew's son-in-law. It is normal to be a little impulsive at a young age. I forgive you." Meng Qingluan said calmly, but her voice was trembling, which was obviously fake.

"Really? I meant that just now in the carriage, I did it on purpose. I knew you were not Mo Yan, I knew it from the beginning."

After Wu Ming finished speaking, he disappeared from Meng Qingluan's sight in an instant. After a long time, Meng Qingluan let out a shrill scream and ran madly back to where they had camped before. However, when she arrived, only the bonfire caused by the fragments of the carriage was still there.

Su Rongrong and the others had already been taken away by Wu Ming using the Flying Thunder God.

As for the bonfire, it was surrounded by a thin layer of ice and was burning very brightly.

"Bitch, come out here."

Meng Qingluan was so angry that she cursed. At this moment, all her good feelings were useless. Shame occupied Meng Qingluan's entire heart.

Wu Ming is such a rude guy.

Some things are best kept tacitly understood by everyone and never spoken out loud. Once they are spoken out, the nature of the matter changes.

Could it be that Meng Qingluan really didn’t know that Wu Ming did it on purpose?

She knew, she just didn't expose it.

As long as Wu Ming doesn't expose it and doesn't go too far, this will be a beautiful dream, a simple dream.

Meng Qingluan has a bottom line, and that is that Wu Ming cannot do anything serious. But Wu Ming did it, so she ran away.

Although she ran away, Wu Ming later caught up with her, but Meng Qingluan still pretended nothing happened and wanted to cover up the matter.

But Wu Ming is a beast. He is not a human being. He insists on exposing everything. How can Meng Qingluan not be angry?

Seeing that the person was gone, Meng Qingluan angrily slapped the campfire with her palm, directly smashing the ice into pieces.

"Meng Qingluan, you can't escape."

These words suddenly appeared in the air after the bonfire broke into pieces, as if the breaking of the bonfire just triggered them. It seemed that Wu Ming had calculated everything.

There was another scream, and Meng Qingluan broke the words into pieces. She then led her horse out of the woods and rode away quickly.

Chapter 258: West Lake

Wu Ming is a lazy man. Except when he is looking for women, he tries to be lazy at other times. So when he can use Flying Thunder God, he will never travel by carriage.

So, there was no such thing as a chance encounter. He had clearly received information that Meng Qingluan would pass by there and deliberately created the opportunity for himself.

At the West Lake in Hangzhou, Wu Ming, who had bid farewell to Meng Qingluan, appeared in a manor by the West Lake with his four daughters. This was originally the property of the Hua family, but now it has become the base camp of Mingxiang Pavilion.

Of course, Wu Ming bought this manor with his own money, so he can't be considered a gigolo. No, he can't, even though this huge manor only cost him a penny.

But, one is willing to sell and the other is willing to buy, so who can say anything?

"I couldn't leave Hangzhou, and half of the reason I stayed was this lake."

Needless to say, the beauty of West Lake is half of the beauty of this city.

Wu Ming's manor is surrounded by lakes on three sides and backed by mountains, which is an absolutely rare and beautiful scenery.

Wu Ming fell in love with this place at first sight, but when he sent Zhao Shirong and others back that time, time was too rushed and he didn’t have time to take a closer look.

The east bank of West Lake is crowded with tourists, while the west bank is like a paradise, so beautiful that it makes people thrill and feel relaxed and happy.

I am rowing a small boat on the lake, looking at the Broken Bridge and the lingering snow in the distance. My heart and mind are at peace.

Wu Ming and Hua Nongying were the only two people on the boat. This was a benefit that Hua Nongying, the half-landowner, had sought for himself.

Wu Ming had just returned when she pulled him here out of selfish motives.

Naturally, everyone indulged and gave in to her little thoughts. As Wu Ming's women, they seldom felt jealous. After all, their hearts were all on Wu Ming. Besides, Wu Ming was not someone that any woman could easily have alone.

When the real thing comes, Hua Nongying will have to cry and shout for help.

Just as the two were boating in the middle of the lake, a black boat came into their sight from the distance. There was no one on the boat, but the sound of a few silver bells and faint smiles were heard, gradually coming closer and closer.

The laughter was so sweet that Wu Ming was entranced by it, and naturally Hua Nongying was quite dissatisfied.

But after looking back a few times, she understood that it was normal for Wu Ming to have this reaction.

She knew this ship, or rather, she was familiar with it.

There was a hidden sign in a corner of the ship. Others didn't recognize it, but she knew it.

Qixiufang is considered a secluded sect in the martial arts world. Actually, this is not entirely true. This place can only be said to be semi-secluded.

The Seven Swords dance in all directions; the water and cloud fairy music performs palace and business music; the lotus steps and the music rise to meet each other; on a boat sit and listen to the fragrance under the stars and the moon.

In addition to being a martial arts sect, it is also a place for performing arts and music.

Qixiufang is certainly different from those brothels. No one dares to force the women here to do anything, because the founders of Yiyinglou in Qixiufang are the two sisters Gongsun You and Gongsun Ying.

The two sisters were both powerful beings at the level of immortal gods on earth. With their strength, they were just protecting a few women, so naturally no one dared to raise an eyebrow.

"Sister, look, what a...stunning young master." Xiao Baiyan is the second among the Seven Beauties. She is usually very dignified and steady. But this is the first time she has shown the demeanor of a little girl.

Ye Zhiqing, the number one among Qixiu, is also the person in charge of Qixiufang today. She is most familiar with the good sisters around her. It is rare for her to see her lose her composure like this, so she is naturally curious to the extreme.

He leaned over Xiao Baiyan and looked through the gap she had raised. He just happened to see Wu Ming, dressed in white, drinking from a cup of tea.

From the side, you can see the smooth and fair face, which is delicate but also has sharp edges and cold handsomeness;

As the boat approached.

I saw those dark and deep eyes again, glowing with charming colors.

Those thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lip shape all exude nobility and elegance.

And in this elegance, there is also a sense of transcendence in the bones.

He seems like a born Taoist, and his every move is elegant and otherworldly.

But soon, Ye Zhiqing's expression changed. At the beginning, she was also fascinated. This was really the most perfect man she had ever seen, but soon, she found a strange disharmony in this perfection.

It was a feeling of evil, of being heretical and wanton. This feeling was not clear, but in Ye Zhiqing's opinion, it was real.

And she believed in this intuition because she was Ye Zhiqing, a woman with a keen mind. She seldom made mistakes in judging people, or rather, she never made mistakes.

In an instant, Wu Ming became dangerous in Ye Zhiqing's eyes.

"He is good-looking, but sister, this kind of good-looking man is like poison. You can't touch him easily. Once you do, what awaits you is either injury or death." Ye Zhiqing woke up in time, looking at the still obsessed Xiao Baiyan, and couldn't help but remind her.

"Yes, yes, I understand what you said, sister." Xiao Baiyan seemed to answer Ye Zhiqing's words seriously, but in fact her mind had already flown away with the small boat.

"This is not like you. The laughter of the woman on the boat is so beautiful. Don't you want to get closer? Let me tell you, that woman is from Qixiufang. Maybe she is one of the Seven Beauties."

"All the people among these seven beauties, whether they are high-ranking officials, scholars, or young talents from various sects, all want to have a glimpse of her beauty."

"You're such a pervert, I really don't want to let you go."

"That's right. Now that I'm with you, how can I be attracted to another woman?"

"So what if she's Qixiu? Can she beat the ever-changing Hua Nongying?" Wu Ming smiled, pulled Hua Nongying into his arms, and spoke some sweet words.

Of course he wouldn't let it go. He only knew that the hook had been set and the fish had already taken the bait. At this point, the more he did, the more mistakes he would make. It would be better to do less.

At the moment, any woman would be confused when seeing him. Wu Ming already has the confidence to be pursued by others.

"Sister Azhu, sister Abi, go find the sisters and ask them to help me. Remember to tell them that if they get to watch the show this time, don't blame me, Hua Nongying, for interfering when it's their turn." Hua Nongying was carried on Wu Ming's shoulders. Her collar was opened ninety degrees and her skirt was lifted to her waist.

This is all her own fault. She brought this upon herself.

After all these operations, Wu Ming became furious. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she asked for help from Azhu and Abie who came to greet her as soon as she entered the manor.

"Sister Ah Zhu, you go look in the east and I'll go look in the west." Ah Bi covered her mouth and chuckled, then told Ah Zhu to start looking for someone all over the manor.

"Abi, how should I tell the young master about my mother's affairs?"

"There's nothing wrong with saying this, just tell the truth."

However, during the time that Wu Ming was away, Ah Zhu had already found her biological mother with the help of Hua Nongying and others.

She is the lover of Prince Duan of Dali, the woman from Jiangnan Waterside Pavilion, Ruan Xingzhu.

Chapter 259: Wine Pool

"Hey, little girl, where are they going?"

Ruan Xingzhu pulled a little maid and pointed curiously at the women who were hurrying around in the manor. These women each had their own beauty, some beautiful, some plump, some beautiful.

Even though she had been here for quite some time, there were still many things she had never seen.

“Madam, these are all young ladies, and I don’t know what the servants do specifically.”

How could a little maidservant dare to say much about the master's family's affairs, but she did not dare to be too perfunctory towards Ruan Xingzhu. Although Ah Zhu and Ah Bi had always regarded themselves as maidservants, in their eyes, they had the prestige of young ladies. They even worried about all the matters in the mansion, and it could be said that they held the power of life and death over the maidservants. They were more frightening than ordinary young ladies.

And Ruan Xingzhu is Ah Zhu's mother.