Carrying the wrong sedan chair to marry the wrong wife

A group of five people trembled a little.

Seeing that Shen Wenchang was holding a dagger in his hand, Tang Hongfei remembered the dagger in his boot, and quickly took it out.Xu Jinwen was so frightened that he hid behind Tang Hongfei, and Zhu Fugui was so frightened that he didn't respond, and just stood there trembling.

Cheng Yi bent down and picked up the thicker branch, holding it tightly in his hand.

"Everyone retreat to the left together, if it dares to come up, everyone will fight it desperately!" Tang Hongfei held the dagger, his voice trembled twice.

The five people held their breath and stared at the 'King of the Mountain', but moved their feet to the left. Shen Wenchang gritted his teeth tightly, tears were about to come out from the pain.

The 'King of the Mountain' raised his head and let out a long roar, and rushed towards them suddenly.

Seeing this, several people fled in all directions to avoid the attack of the 'King of the Mountain', then Tang Hongfei pointed a dagger and attacked from behind the 'King of the Mountain', only scratching the back of the 'King of the Mountain', and the 'King of the Mountain' turned over and faced Tang Hongfei rushed forward. Seeing this, Shen Wenchang ignored the pain and rushed forward to stab the "King of the Mountain" in the buttocks. The knife stabbed her hard, blood splashing on her face. When she pulled out the dagger, she was kicked by the "King of the Mountain" with her hind legs. fell to the ground.

Shen Wenchang's butt fell to the ground, and pain spread all over his body. Before the tears in his eyes filled up, he heard a roar.

When Xu Shi pulled out the dagger from the tiger's buttocks, the tiger was in unbearable pain. With a roar, he opened his mouth wide and rushed towards Shen Wenchang who was on the ground.

"Full stock!!" Tang Hongfei's eyes widened and he rushed up.

Seeing the complaint, Xu Jinwen, Zhu Fugui, and Cheng rushed over together.

Shen Wenchang turned around not in a hurry, seeing that the tiger was about to bite her with its mouth wide open, Cheng Yi stabbed a thick branch into the tiger's mouth, and Shen Wenchang quickly stabbed the tiger's belly with a dagger, blood spattered all over her robe.

Almost at the same time, Tang Hongfei stuck his dagger into the tiger's back, Zhu Fugui tightly clung to the tiger's waist with his fat arm, trying to drag the tiger back, Xu Jinwen wanted to pull Shen Wenchang out of the tiger's mouth, and just touched Shen Wenchang with his hand Shen Wenchang shook off his arm and stabbed the tiger in the abdomen.

The 'King of the Mountain' was killed instantly, and several people looked at each other, then collapsed and sat on the ground.

The dagger in Tang Hongfei's hand fell to the ground, and he looked at the dead 'King of the Mountain' panting, really living the rest of his life.

Several people collapsed on the ground panting.

"It's getting dark, we have to go back quickly, if we encounter other beasts, wouldn't we die here?" Cheng Yi raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Several people thought it made sense, and stood up one after another, but Xu Jinwen was paralyzed on the ground with his hands and feet feeling weak.

"It's full, why do you think I can't get up?" Xu Jinwen panicked.

"I'll pull you up." Shen Wenchang bent down and pulled Xu Jinwen up, Xu Jinwen's hands and feet were still shaking when he stood up.

"What about the 'King of the Mountain'?" Zhu Fugui asked, pointing to the dead 'King of the Mountain'.

"Why don't you carry it down and carry it to the rich family." Shen Wenchang glanced at Cheng Yi, remembering the life-saving grace when he was in danger, and said: "Pick off the tiger's skin and give it to Cheng Yi, and save the meat for Uncle Zhu to sell, how about it?" ?”

Unexpectedly, Cheng Wenchang said this, and pointed to himself: "Can you give me the tiger skin?"

"That's right." Shen Wenchang smiled, walked over, put his arm on Cheng Yi's shoulder, and said, "Aren't you going to Beijing soon? Either use tiger skin as a blanket to keep out the cold in the examination room, or sell it A good price is a bargain."

"Thank you, Brother Shen, for your kindness, but I didn't kill this tiger. How can you just give me the tiger skin?" Cheng Yi was grateful when she heard this, but she didn't kill this tiger after all, so she deserves it.

"Hey, it's too much to say. Ang, the few of us have gone through life and death just now, and we have shared weal and woe. We are brothers. Between brothers, how can we be so polite? It is more useful to give you the tiger skin than to give it to us. You just keep it. Right." Tang Hongfei had a much better impression of Cheng Yi. After experiencing this experience, his prejudice against Cheng Yi was completely gone. In such a dangerous situation, he boldly stepped forward to save Mancang. For this, he regarded Cheng Yi as a brother. treat.

"Okay, it's settled like this. Let's go down the mountain quickly. You guys carry it, and I will go ahead." Shen Wenchang said and walked out without hesitation.

The four of Tang Hongfei carried a tiger leg down the mountain each.

When we arrived at Zhu Fugui's house in Sanqiao, it was already dark.

"Father!" Zhu Fugui yelled into the room.

Butcher Zhu came out with his clothes on. Seeing the boys covered in blood, he almost fell down in fright. When he got closer, he looked at his son first, and then the other boys, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

"Father, we met the 'King of the Mountain' when we practiced in the back mountain of the academy. Fortunately, there were too many of us, so we stabbed him to death." Zhu Fugui then dragged his father to look at the tiger carcass on the ground.

I wish the butcher let go of his heart when he heard the words, and then scolded: "The boy is so courageous, can he go to the back mountain with this solar term? It's getting colder and colder. In winter, they have nothing to eat, don't they just meet people and eat people?" , the hunters have to be cautious, you brats are too daring."

"Uncle Zhu, we all know how powerful we are, so we don't dare anymore." Xu Jinwen stepped forward to please.

"Stinky boy." Butcher Zhu scolded, looking at the blood on Tang Hongfei and Shen Wenchang's clothes, he couldn't help asking with concern: "Mancang and Hongfei, are you not injured?"

"No, this blood belongs to the 'King of the Mountain'. I have nothing to do, but the warehouse is full. I hurt my butt yesterday, and I'm afraid it hurts now." Tang Hongfei replied, and Shen Wenchang leaned on the wooden pillar of the straw shed to breathe, God knows How much she hurts.

Butcher Zhu heard the words and said, "Did you get any medicine at home? Uncle has medicine for traumatic injuries at home."

Shen Wenchang waved his hand and said: "No need, Uncle Zhu, there is medicine at home, I will be fine after I rest."

At this time, Mother Zhu put on her clothes and came out. She could hear what was said outside just now clearly. Seeing a few people, she asked, "Have you guys eaten yet? There is still some meat at home today. I'll cook it for you guys." Alright."

"No, Auntie, it's getting late, we should go back." Shen Wenchang waved his hands, and now he can't wait to lie down on her soft bed.

Tang Hongfei echoed the words: "Yes, yes, yes, it's too late, don't bother Auntie."

Several people agreed, and the couple bowed their hands and were about to leave. I wish the butcher brought his son Fugui to the door. When we were saying goodbye, we found a strange face. He might be standing under the shed just now, so he didn't see clearly.

"Who is this little brother?"

"Father, it's our classmate Cheng Yi, who has a great literary talent." Zhu Fugui introduced.

"Cheng Yi said I wish Uncle Zhu, and I wish Uncle Zhu well." Cheng Yi greeted formally.

"Get up, get up, you are a good young man. You rich and noble, you should spend more time with this little brother and learn from him." Zhu Fu saw that the four boys were playmates, and they were still good at writing, I also became happy in my heart.

After exchanging a few greetings at the door, several people bowed and left, and went back to their respective homes.

Shen Wenchang was covered in blood, and Shen Zhongnan who was in the front hall was so frightened that he almost fainted, calmed down, and hurriedly pulled on his son's cuff, and said in a hurry: "Where is the injury? There is so much blood, housekeeper, housekeeper, please go to the doctor!" !!"

The nanny was so frightened that she almost couldn't stand still, and hurried forward.

"Father, I'm fine." Shen Wenchang grabbed his father's sleeve.

Shen Zhongnan looked at his son when he heard the words, and then asked in horror, "Whose is it? Did you hurt someone?"

"No, the few of us met a tiger in the back mountain, and the blood is from the 'King of the Mountain'." Shen Wenchang sighed, this explanation is endless.

Shen Zhongnan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, raised his hand and said: "Since there is nothing wrong, go back to the house, if you dare to come home late next time, see if my father won't beat you."

Shen Wenchang knew that nothing good would happen to her father stuck in the front hall so late, and when she heard the pardon, she hurriedly endured the pain and slipped out of the front hall. After walking a few steps, she heard footsteps behind her, and after a while, the nanny chased her come up.

The nanny stepped forward to support Shen Wenchang, "Young master, you said that this body is injured, why are you still messing around outside, can this still get better?"

"Then I have to blame my father. If I'm not strictly ordered to go to the academy, what can I do?"

"Tomorrow, young master, you should take good care of your wounds in the house, and I will beg the master early tomorrow morning." The nurse choked up as she spoke.

Shen Wenchang stopped and looked at the nanny: "What's the matter, I'm still crying, it's okay, it's okay."

"Sand got in my eyes." The nanny said vaguely, "Don't change the topic, take care of yourself a little more on weekdays, then this old slave will have an explanation for his dead wife."

"Yes, yes, yes." Shen Wenchang responded, limping towards the courtyard.

At this time, in Lu Qingyi's boudoir in the backyard of the magistrate, the lights were still on. Lu Qingyi was sitting in front of the desk, flipping through the books. The desk was full of books.

"Miss, it's late at night, it's time to go to bed, Madam just sent someone over to urge you." Xiaorou walked to the desk, and saw that her own lady was fascinated by the book, and if she continued to read, it might be bad for her eyes.Looking at the piles of books again, I really don't understand what happened to my young lady today, after I got out of the academy, I went to the study to buy a bunch of books and came back, causing her to run back and forth several times.

"Got it, I'll sleep after reading this book." Lu Qingyi flipped through the pages quickly, she browsed roughly, and whenever she found any clues about the relationship between women and women, she would stay on a certain page for a long time.

Xiaorou heard that she would not bother her any more, she walked to the bed, made the bed, and went to fetch some snacks and put them on the desk.

Lu Qingyi closed the book, pondering carefully, this woman's feelings have existed throughout the ages, but this book still bowed to the ethics and married each other.Lu Qingyi felt a little heavy, put down the book, and remembered the dream that day. In fact, in all fairness, if Shen Wenchang's affection for her was as unswerving as that old man's for his deceased wife, then she would not be unacceptable. He refused to let her know.

"Miss?" Xiaorou saw that her own lady seemed to be wandering, "If Miss is sleepy, go to bed and rest."

"Yeah." Lu Qingyi nodded, Xiaorou helped her daughter get up, and walked towards the bed curtain.

Lu Qingyi sat on the bed, thought for a moment, then raised her head and asked Xiaorou: "Xiaorou, why do you hide your true talents by yourself?"

Xiao Rou was about to put down the curtain, when she heard the words she pursed her lips and thought for a while, and said: "According to the script, either the situation is dangerous and afraid of being killed, or the kind of person who reaches the pinnacle, disregards the mortal world, and doesn't care about fame and fortune."

Hearing this, Lu Qingyi pondered these two possibilities carefully, and shook her head, seeing Shen Wenchang's dead state, neither of these two possibilities was possible.