marry a weak waist

Chapter 80

Meng Tiao changed his clothes here and rushed to the inn. It was the shadow of the sun slanting to the west, the four windows were quiet, and there was a tranquility that was about to rain.

Walking into the room, there was no big fight scene.The old lady and Kouhen were drinking tea on the couch.Mei Qing stood at the foot of the wall at the old lady's side, leaning sideways against the wall, with her face hanging low.Qiu Shan sat on the stool beside Kouhen.The situation seemed to be withdrawn from gold, and it was peaceful for a short time.

Thinking about it, Kou Hen is a decent person, no matter how angry he is, he won't act like those shrews.But he didn't want her to sit there with a calm demeanor and demeanor as usual.

Seeing Mengyu coming in, she smiled and waved to Mengyu, "Ms. Meng, I have made an agreement with your mother, and I want you to be a witness."

Meng Tiao dragged a few people in, beating in his heart, "What agreement?"

Kou Hen called a girl to move a stool for her to sit in front of the couch, and said carefully: "I didn't expect that a girl would come and tell me at noon that our master was having an affair with Miss Mei here. I Half-believed, click here to see, two people are on the bed... This is undeniable. We are men, so naturally we have to take care of everything. Discussed with the old lady, the old lady asked for eight thousand silver as compensation, and I also agreed I agreed, just wait for you to come to be a witness, I will hand over the money to the old lady, even if both money and goods are paid, there will be no debt to each other."

She deliberately bit the word "goods" hard, and made a final decision, making the matter a pile of business, and Mei Qing naturally took the word "sell".

Mengyu couldn't help but cast a glance at Qiusheng. He sat there with his elbows propped on his legs and his head lowered, apparently acquiescing to his judgment on Mei Qing.

However, things gather together and people are divided into groups, and Meng Tiao cannot escape the guilt.Kou Hen took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and his voice flowed out like water, "Ms. Meng is also an old hand, so there is no need for me to talk about the rules. I always pay attention to the establishment of words in the transaction. I am here to write on behalf of the old lady." After writing a document, Miss Meng is going to be a Baoshan, please also pay for it, so that everyone will not have to turn over the account in the future."

As he spoke, he asked the girl to present written evidence, pen and ink, and a wad of precious banknotes.The old lady counted the tickets, but wrote the pen without hesitation, and the girl handed the paper and the pen to Meng Yuan.

She took it in her hand as if it weighed a thousand catties, and looked sideways at Mei Qing.Mei Qing was still standing there, as quiet as a statue, facing the tung oil paper window behind the old lady.I don't know if it's the sky or the light from the paper, but it casts an extra yellow color on her face.

Kou Hen saw that she did not write for so long, and joked, "If Miss Meng doesn't sign, Miss Mei will suffer in vain."

It is really impossible to check who has suffered.If the relationship between men and women is to be settled with money, then dignity must be abandoned. In the end, it is the rich who take advantage of it.But if you don't sign it, you can't wash your name.

That piece of paper was in Mengtiao's hand, as if she could bite her hand, it caused her heartache.

Her mother also urged, "Hurry up and sign, why are you so dumbfounded?"

Meng Tiao had no choice but to write.It seemed that everyone was happy, the old lady and Kou Hen both laughed, and each of them kept a copy of the paper to avoid future disputes in court.

Kou Hen handed over the receipt to the girl, and the old lady took the money and led Mei Qing to leave first.Kou Hen took two steps away, and kept Meng Tiao at the back, "Miss Meng, stay here, let's talk a few words here while it's quiet."

Speaking of making Qiusheng and everyone wait outside the house, she had to sit on the couch with Mengyu.On the opposite bed, the tent was half scattered, and the pillow quilts were piled up in a mess. Just looking at those messy folds, one could think of two naked bodies rolling together.

Kou Hen frowned and smiled disapprovingly, "To be honest, it's the first time I've done this kind of thing. In the past, Qiu Sheng used to be a prostitute and doted on girls, and he was the one who gave the money himself. I don't want to give the reward today. Once I make a move, 8000 taels , Miss Meng thinks your sister is worth the price?"

The other side was silent, and she squinted her eyes, "Where is Miss Meng, how much is it worth?"

Meng Yao raised his eyes and stared at her with hatred.Kou Hen sighed with a smile, "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously. According to my opinion, you probably wouldn't ask for my money. You still have some self-esteem. If it weren't for this point, I would have quit You are being polite. But can the little self-esteem you have left be worth the nasty things you have done? What do you think is good for him if you follow Sanmo? I don’t ask you to have any decent family to help him get promoted Jue, I don't ask you to add luster to him. If you don't be his blemish, it's considered a merit."

Kou Hen still kept her face and didn't call her a slut, but the word "stain" was enough to sum up Meng Tiao's life.She is determined to change her past, but the old things always slap her back.

"Ms. Meng, it's not that I intend to make things difficult for you. Put yourself in the shoes of Sanmo and my Dong family. I don't know how many of the people you mother and daughter have been involved with are people in the official career and vanity fair. One day! , you became the wife of Sanmo, and when we meet on the scene, how will people talk about Sanmo? It doesn't matter to you, you can hide in the back house, like now, without socializing or making friends with any officials Friends, if you can't hear them gossiping, just pretend that nothing happened. But Sanmo can't do it. No matter how much he doesn't like it, he will have to walk around in the officialdom to socialize and be stabbed everywhere. If you want to say that you are sincere to him, then You can't even plan for him at all, right? It can be seen that loving this thing is an excuse for people to please themselves."

The dream is like waking up from a dream, still a little in a trance.Kouhen's voice was like an alarm bell, one after another, knocking gently:

"If you ask Sanmo, he will probably say that he doesn't care. Those are the words of a child. If you don't care at this moment, can you guarantee that you will not care for the rest of your life? Wait until one day, you will all be a little old, and wrinkles will creep up on your face. Look at each other I was hideous and ugly, did you still not care at that time? Don’t think that Qiusheng and I are not good, but one day when we are old, he may not love me, but he will definitely not hate me, because I behave well and sit upright. , there is no place for him to resent. If he wants to resent me, he has to look through the past to find my inappropriate place. "

After dreaming of these possibilities, he only felt horrified.She moved her lower lip twice, but couldn't say a word, she just smiled in vain.

Walking out from behind, the golden crow covers the top of Pingshan Mountain, the wind awakens the grass dream, and the wild goose book sinks the shadow, everything seems to have settled down.

It is hard to imagine that at night, the wind and clouds will sweep away and create a new situation.

That night, it seemed that it was going to rain suddenly, the ink clouds were filled with sorrow, and the wind blew the windows creaking.Mei Qing woke up with a start, thinking it was the middle of the night, but she didn't know that it was the second watch when she heard clappers beating in the alley.

It was only then that she remembered that since she and the old lady left the inn and returned home, she had been in a trance.The old lady cheerfully persuaded her to sleep, saying that the money would be distributed tomorrow.

Now that I woke up and thought about it, it was clearly a division of the spoils.The money she got in exchange for her filthy body and shameless means is naturally stolen money.She laughed at herself in the tent, facing the dark night, her eyes were brightly lit.

After sitting in a daze for a while, Mei Qing went to the outside room, and saw the small study room, but he was not there, there was only half a candle burning dimly on the desk.There were also lights on the windows of the east wing, and there were still people talking vaguely.She didn't have to guess much, she knew Liu Chaoru was there.While she was asleep, they secretly had a tryst.Behind her back, I don't know how many times it happened.

She opened the door quietly and went out, crouching under the window to listen to what they were saying.It was very quiet inside at first, but after careful identification, there was actually a slight movement, which was the sound of wet lips smacking, mixed with slightly chaotic breathing.After a while, the old lady let out a drunken laugh, "It hurt my back."

Liu Chaoru helped her upright, rubbed her back twice, "You seem very happy today."

The old lady Zhi Yi was sitting on the kang table, smiling crookedly, "Why, can't you see me happy?"

"Where would it be? I wish you were so happy every day."

Every day, she thought, but how could there be so many fools in this world to trick her.She turned her face out of the window, but she couldn't find the moon or starlight, it was pitch black.The wind is like a long snake spitting out letters in the deep alley outside the wall, rustling, making people shudder.

The excitement brought to her by the 8000 taels lasted a little longer than the 2000 taels. At this moment, there was some regret in her voice, "It will rain tonight."

"You are not afraid of thunder and rain." Liu Chaoru sat halfway with one leg on the couch, the hem of her clothes hung down the couch with the other leg, her upper body was facing her, like a surrounding posture.

She still felt uneasy in the small space.

Liu Chaoru leaned over to kiss her again, but there was nothing but kisses.The old lady couldn't help laughing, "You are also strange."

Knowing what she meant, he smiled, "I just want to keep you by my side. If I really want to do something, I will feel sorry for Mei Qing, and I will also feel sorry for the books I have read for so many years."

The old lady glanced at him, a little suspicious and looked down on him.He smiled again, "What I said is true. With you, I feel sorry for Mei Qing, and to be with Mei Qing...I feel sorry for you and myself."

After a while of silence, he turned to talk about other plans, "I'm thinking of changing to a bigger house after this year, and bringing my mother here. I don't feel at ease when she's in Nanjing, and I don't know what to do in Jinan yet." How long has the magistrate been?"

The old lady still had an indifferent expression, "You don't have to discuss this matter with me. I'm just a mother-in-law and can't take care of your family's affairs. It's true to discuss it with Mei Qing. My daughter has a bad temper and quarrels with me. It's all right to make trouble, even if your mother comes, she won't get along well with her. You should be careful to coax her, so as not to make trouble in the future. "

Liu Chaoru agreed, and muttered: "I think she's not in good spirits when she comes back in the afternoon, so she doesn't say a word. Where have you been? What happened?"

The old lady lowered her eyelids and said with a smile: "I went to Qingyu Garden and quarreled with her sister again."

It was getting late, Liu Chaoru said to go back to the room to see Mei Qing.Opening the door, the cold wind blows, as if smelling a faint fragrance, not sure.In the bedroom, Mei Qing was still asleep, tightly hugged by the quilt.He didn't hold a lamp, so he crept to sleep in the dark.

The rain splashed down for a while, Mei Qing turned her back and slowly opened her eyes, staring at the window.In the dark night, bitter rain was anxious, and Shuofeng also hated her, attacking her heart from her eyes.

The next day Mei Qing got up very early in the morning, Meng Mengliang opened the courtyard door and went out by herself, when she came back, it was twilight.The night rain made a mess all over the place.I don't know where to blow those yellow leaves, spread everywhere.The field at the corner of Tongshan Wall also suffered. He squatted there and pulled the broken mustard greens.

Mei Qing was holding a basket behind his back and asked him: "Has your master gotten up yet?"

"I just got up. I'm going to make breakfast right now." Tong Shan came out shaking the mud from his shoes, and took a look at Mei Qing, "Mrs. went out early in the morning?"

Mei Qing lifted the basket from the crook of her arm to her hand, and smiled, "Just in time, I went out and bought breakfast for your master, and you cook your own food."

Tong Shan agreed to go to the kitchen, and turned his head to glance at her in front of the door. It was a rare sight in 800 years. His wife woke up early and went out to buy breakfast.He couldn't help muttering in his heart, what a rare sight to see in 800 years...

Breakfast was bought from a big restaurant, a bowl of porridge, a pretzel pie, and half a roast duck.As soon as it was placed on the dining table, Liu Chaoru came out of the wash and caught a glimpse of Mei Qing setting the meal there, slightly surprised, "Just ask Tongshan to set the meal by himself, why are you so early?"

Two candles were still burning on the dining table, and in the hazy sky, it was impossible to tell whether it was night or morning.Occasionally, I heard chickens crowing in the alley, and time passed in this irregular interval.Mei Qing was wearing a blue-grey long lapel and a black gauze skirt, she straightened her waist at the dining table, and said with a gentle smile, "Come and eat, you can go to the yamen after eating."

For a moment, it seems that many years have passed, or it is a different dream than before, and the people are still those people, but it is a different scene.Liu Chaoru stood in front of the bedroom curtain, always a little uncertain, "You did it?"

Mei Qing pouted and smiled, "Who will see me cooking? I bought it outside. Come and eat."

She bent down, put the chopsticks on the bowl, and stared at her head, waiting for him to come over.Liu Chaoru moved over and smiled gratefully at her, "Why do you get up so early?"

Mei Qing curled her lips slightly, but her words were not as harsh as in the past, "Wouldn't it be better to get up early? I always sleep on the bed, and people are lazy."

He felt that there was some change in her body, but he couldn't tell what changed, but she was much softer.He had mixed feelings in his heart, eating that bowl of porridge in his mouth was full of mixed flavors.

After the meal, Mei Qing sent him out again, and there was no one in the alley, she still stood at the door for a long time.After a rain, the moss on the stone road has thickened again, mottled and leaning against the root gaps of the courtyard walls of each house.Whose osmanthus trees are fragrant, whose cocks are singing and birds are singing, and the morning sun shines into the alley, only to see the dead leaves on the ground.This dying year is about to come to an end.

Not long after, the old lady also got up, still thinking about sharing the money with Mei Qing.Then she called Mei Qing into the room, closed the door, opened the box and took out the stack of precious banknotes, a thick stack, the old lady carefully distinguished the denominations on the couch, chanting words, but silently.

The old lady hadn't washed and washed, she didn't wear any pearls and emeralds, her hair was sleeping loosely, and she had the innocence of a young woman.Mei Qing stared at her fair forehead, and laughed, "Don't worry, mother, it will be worth money after you wash and wash."

"It's all the same, get things done early, so that you won't be afraid that I'll overwhelm you." The old lady raised her head and cast an annoyed look, then lowered her eyes to check.After a moment of calculation, he pushed a stack of bills over, "Here is six thousand, mother only needs two thousand, isn't it a black heart?"

As she said that, she glanced at her and folded her treasures neatly, "You sisters don't say anything, but you often feel that my heart is dark, and you think I don't know? Forget it, I'm getting older now , It’s just saving a few pension funds. You are still young, and you spend a lot of money.”

She came to the bed and wanted to go to the other side of the cage to put the tickets.Walking past Mei Qing, he was suddenly pulled back by her.Mei Qing didn't raise her head, she lowered her face, her expression a little dazed, "Mother, did you really love me?"

The old lady was startled for a moment, then smiled, "Look at what you asked, if I didn't love you, would I raise you like this? You really have no conscience."

She just smiled, and what she said seemed true and false.It's always like this, when you ask her something about emotions, she just smiles like this, making it hard to fathom her heart.

What exactly does her heart look like, Mei Qing couldn't help but want to take a look.The old lady took a step forward, and she dragged her back. She also stood up and faced her, "Mom, I'm asking the truth, not out of anger, I want to hear the truth from you."

There was begging in this tone, and the old lady's face changed when she heard it, but she wanted to return to her solemnly, but she had nothing to say.Why, even the old lady herself doesn't know herself very well, she only understands one thing, she hates herself too.

Just about to laugh it off, just as he grinned his lips, his whole body seemed to bump into something, and he couldn't help staggering.Her beautiful eyes gradually enlarged, she lowered her head to look at her stomach, there was a dagger sticking out of it, and the handle of the knife was in Mei Qing's hand.

She staggered two steps back, the dagger was also pulled out, and then pierced into another place on her abdomen.One knife after another, she didn't even yell, and she fell into a pool of blood.She was still thinking, and stared blankly at the red light all over the sky, accompanied by screams from all over.

The screams one after another were really creepy, Meng Tiao had just walked to the stone steps at the front of the door, when he was bumped left and right by the mother of the servant girl who rushed out from inside.A group of them fled into the alley, shouting to the sky, "Killer! Killer! Killer!..." Jumping into several absurd and funny figures.

Every time he yelled, Meng Tiao's sanity was shattered a little bit.She held on to the door frame, her eyes flickered into the courtyard, and she saw Mei Qing standing at the door of the East Wing, her blue-gray long skirt was dripping dripping, the color could not be discerned, her white face was covered with blood stains, His gaze faltered towards Mengdiao, and he smiled desolately.

Meng Tiao's bones were crushed in an instant, and his whole body became weak, so he had to stumble and run down the corridor while stroking King Wu.He ran to the door, pushed Mei Qing away, and saw the old lady lying in a pool of blood under the couch, her eyes were still flapping slowly, and her chest was heaving and rising with difficulty.

After a long period of silence, the old lady turned her eyes from the window to the door feebly, opened her mouth a few times, and first smiled, "Meng'er... come here."

Meng Tiao's legs gave way, and she crawled towards her, trying to cover the bloody holes in her body with her hands.However, when one is blocked, blood still gushes out from the other, and when the other is blocked, blood gushes out from the other.

Why so many?Why so many?Meng Tiao felt the blood gushing out of her own eyes again, instantly drowning her vision.

The old lady raised her hand, rubbed it on her face, and fell down, "Don't cry, don't cry, Meng'er, don't cry..."

Endless tears, inexhaustible blood, in the babbling "Meng'er", as if in another long alley that was almost forgotten, someone was calling her, "Liyatou, Liyatou..."

She has six brothers and sisters in her family, and she is the third. Parents care about the head and the tail, but they can't care about the middle.The crowded, scribbled tile-roofed houses are still her rare thoughts in the scribbled ending.But that was too far away, and she didn't want to bring up the old grudge again.

She tugged at Meng Yuan's cuff, and smiled, "Tell Mei Qing not to hurt her, why, raise her so big..."

There is also another concern, buried too deep, she is not willing to mention it.She preferred to leave the little bit of strength left to Mei Qing.

The sun shone through the doors and windows, making the bloody light even more dazzling, dyed the sycamore trees, and fell on Dong Mo's shoulders.He raised his hand and flicked it, and a piece fell off, but he didn't know that a gust of wind passed by, making it flutter, and he couldn't finish the flick.

Shao Wan quickly caught up, "My lord, please allow me to send you off."

He came to bid farewell to Shao Yuan, and after a few words, Shao Yuan sent him to the door.Just as he was bidding farewell, he suddenly saw a man from Xiechun running from under the stone pedal, "Master Liu, Master Liu is not good!"

Both of them were startled, Dong Mo gave him a hand, and frowned, "What do you mean 'it's not good'?"

"Just now people from the county yamen came to the garden to report that Mr. Liu went to the yamen in the morning and complained of abdominal pain in less than half an hour. At first the people from the yamen wanted to invite a doctor, but who knew that the doctor hadn't arrived yet. Just fell to the ground! The doctor came to see, and said he was poisoned!"

Shao Yun was so panicked that his legs were weak, he grabbed the man from Xie Chun, "Where is Lord Liu at the moment?!"

"It's still in the yamen, and many doctors are invited to watch it, so I dare not move for now!"

At first, Dong Mo still thought about some official conspiracy, until he rushed to the county government office and ran into a young servant galloping in front of the door.The boy was so anxious that he fell off his horse and climbed up to Dong Mo in a few steps, "Master, something happened to the Liu family!"

The oblique spring man bent over and asked, "What's the matter?"

The little servant swallowed hard, and said anxiously: "The manager went out on the front foot, and a mother from Liu's family on the back foot reported to the garden, saying that it was Miss Mei who committed the crime and killed the old lady!"

Dong Mo was stunned for a moment, grabbed the hem of his clothes and lifted him up, "Where's the girl?!"

"Girl, girl went to Liu's house early in the morning."

Dong Mo was so weak that he fell two steps, he came back to his senses for a moment, and hurriedly told Shao Wan, "Go in and see Mrs. Liu." Immediately, he got on his horse and galloped all the way towards Liu's house.

Looking in the alley, the gate of Liu's house was completely surrounded, and neighbors on the left and right were chattering, and a few words popped out of the buzzing crowd, saying "murder" and "poor", rare news, Their faces are full of lamentable excitement.

Dong Mo pushed aside the crowd and entered, but the courtyard was quiet and quiet, no one dared to enter, so Mei Qing sat on the bedside of King Wu in a daze, with blood stains all over her body, which dried up with the tears in her eyes.

At her feet was a dagger half a foot long and two inches wide, shabby and covered in blood.The bloodstains dragged along, extending from under her skirt to the door of the east chamber.Even though Dong Mo has interrogated many criminals and seen many tortures, he still feels shocking at this moment.

He brushed past her and ventured up to the door.Seeing Mengyu lying motionless on the old lady, both of them were sleeping in a pool of blood.The blood soaked their dresses scarlet, like two parallel flowers, one dark and one light.

In an instant, so many thoughts flooded into his mind that he almost couldn't breathe.He shook his hands to pull Mengyuan, pulled her into his arms, and found that her eyes were still blinking blankly, her heart was still beating slowly, and she was intact.How lucky.

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