It was midsummer, and the sun was baking the land of Qingzhou Prefecture, Shandong like a stove. A few days ago, there was a heavy rain. There was a lot of water in the low-lying areas of Yunhe Town. However, under the raging sun, the rain quickly dried up. The ground after the accumulation of water was wet and muddy. When the sun was sunny, it cracked and rolled up pieces of palm-sized soil. The naked dolls ran around inside with barefoots, lifting up the soil one by one, and playing with tiles piled up to play for home use.

The weather was too hot, and except for these enthusiastic children, everyone was lazy and couldn't get up. Unless they wanted to go to the ground, they would all be in the shade in front of the door and behind the house to enjoy the summer heat. There were not many pedestrians on the road. Even the big willow trees with thick shade were listless in this ghost weather. The willow branches drooped lifelessly, and only the cicadas hidden in the bushes were noisy and making people drown.

It was dusk that the feeling of heat gradually dissipated. The setting sun was setting, and the afterglow was like fog. Looking around, the area of ​​Zhaoyue Bay in Yunhe Town seemed particularly cool at this time because there was a water bay formed by the tributary of the Mihe River, which was about five or six acres of land. Lotus was planted in the bay, and willows and mulberry trees were everywhere, which was a place to cool down.

However, the villagers dare not come here to escape the summer heat and cool off, because this is the private property of the Yang family in Qingzhou. The lotus flowers grow vigorously in the water bay, and the lotus leaves are green all over the bay. There is a small boat walking in the distance. Wherever the boat passes, the lotus leaves will avoid it. A flute sound is as clear as the singing of the Buddhist sings, and the separated lotus leaves will flow in all directions.

The old farmer who returned home was hunched over with his hands, holding a piece of rope in his hand, and slowly walked past the ridge of the field in the distance. The rope was dragging a skinny old cow. On the ridge of the cow was sitting, a little doll with a braided braid was enjoying himself playing with his grandfather's hat. Further away, the red sun in the car was half gone to the end of the world.

This scene is like a poem or a painting.

Hearing the sound of the flute, the old man looked at the water bay. The green lotus bushes on the lake, and the boat was completely hidden among the lotus flowers. Only vaguely saw a young man wearing a plain white robe and a flat scarf sitting at the bow of the boat and playing the flute happily. Next to him was a beauty holding an oil paper umbrella. She was wearing a spring shirt and was about to fold her waist. Unfortunately, she was standing facing the young man and could not see her appearance. She only saw a black hair, wearing a lazy beauty bun, and a branch of her crow's look, making her tall neck and a long figure that was endlessly romantic, which made her reverie.

When he saw this look, the old man knew that the owner of the Yang family brought his family from Qingzhou Prefecture to the countryside to escape the summer heat. The old man was a honest farmer. Seeing that there were female relatives on the boat, it would be rude to see that this wealthy family was not something he, a rural villager, could not afford to provoke. The old man hurriedly lowered his head and rushed forward. Not far away, smoke from cooking fires had already floated above the town.

The sound of the flute like a clear voice stopped, and the charming and charming song started again. The red sun in the sky gradually disappeared under the horizon between the flute and the song.

Today, the owner of the Yang family came to visit the countryside for a summer vacation. The owner of the Yang family's name is Yang and his courtesy name is Wenxuan. He has just reached the age of 1999 this year.

The Yang family was originally considered a medium-sized family in Qingzhou. When Yang Bingkun, the old owner of the Yang family, passed away four years ago, he handed over his difficult family fortune to his only son Yang Xu, who was only sixteen years old. Others thought that the Yang family would fall from then on, and Yang Xu did not show any ability in the first year of taking over the family business. He said that it was pioneering, but even if he was successful, he was not enough.

But who knew that since the second year, Yang Xu had been like a god's help. Whether he was doing business, farming, raising horses and mining, he was simply unfavorable. He quickly bought shops, workshops, fields, horse farms... and his wealth increased like a snowball. Now he has become one of the top ten wealthy families in Qingzhou.

Just after the three-year filial piety period, Yang Wenxuan and Young Master Yang participated in the prefecture school again. He passed the exam in one fell swoop. With fame and fortune and a huge family business, Young Master Yang Xu immediately became the hottest unmarried young man in Qingzhou Prefecture. I don’t know how many gentry families stared at him, wanting to recruit Mr. Yang as his son-in-law. The matchmaker flocked to him and leveled the threshold of the Yang family.

Don’t tell me that you are going early, and there are people who are going early. Unfortunately, the manager of Yang Mansion Xiao said to the matchmaker: “I’m sorry, my young master has been the master since he was a child and has made a marriage in the hometown of Yingtian Mansion. My young master will return to his hometown sooner or later to get married. As the saying goes, wealth is not easy to change his wife, high is not easy to trade, and remarry, my young master will not do it. Everyone has kindness, Lao Xiao thanked him on behalf of the young master. Sorry, sorry…”

Since the famous grass has a master, this matter will naturally not be mentioned. But it is strange that the young master of the Yang family is already in his prime and has achieved success and fame. He is now at the age of starting a family. Now the three-year mourning period has passed and there are no obstacles, but he never takes care of returning home to get married, and even some relatives in the hometown of Tianfu are secretly secretive. In addition to managing his own business, Mr. Yang has made friends with Sanwuzhizhi everywhere, playing games, riding fast horses, drinking strong wine, visiting the most beautiful brothels, and finding the most beautiful women. After a year of hard work, he gained a bad reputation for seeking flowers and willows.

Although Yang Wenxuan was romantic outside, he never brought women to his house. Now he took his woman to his house to escape the summer heat. This is the first time that he has seen this woman please him very much.

The boat stopped about one foot from the shore. An old willow branch growing slanted on the shore reached the lake and hung thousands of willow branches on the boat. The evening breeze gradually rose and the willow branches swayed. Young Master Yang sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat with his bare feet, holding a fishing rod in his hand, leisurely, and the beauty was busy in the cabin, raising a charcoal stove, and making dinner.

The tender lotus roots that are cut into thin slices and the fragrant smell are taken from the water bay. The lively shrimps are taken from the root nests under the willow trees by the river. As for the fat chickens, tender sheep and old wine, they are all brewed in their own farms. There is also a plate of mulberries washed like black agate. People are drooling. These fresh mulberries are collected from the mulberry trees grown by the bay. They count them carefully. Now, it is only a short time before the young master catches another fat fish and comes up to wine. The merits are fulfilled. All the food is produced by their own home and is very interesting and wild game.

When the stars began to flash, the cicadas that had been noisy for a day were also tired, and the lake became quiet. Master Yang and the beauty were cheerful, and from time to time the beauty was relaxed, giggling and sang around Master Yang's neck, and warmly gave him a sexy "skin cup".

It’s a pity that this is the private property of the Yang family. Outsiders dare not wander here, and the servants and servants also tactfully avoided it early. The only ones who were lucky enough to see this scene were the toads with wide eyes and lying on the lotus leaves and bulging their belly hard.

When a crescent moon was lifted up in the sky, the cups in the boat were intertwined, and the laughter and laughter disappeared, but there was a faint sound of "chirping chirping".

Yang Xu took off his clothes and robe, leaned over his back with his belly, hung on the lake with his left fishing rod, and held a wine pot in his right hand. He looked at the stars in the sky, drank a sip of his home-made wine, and enjoyed himself.

"I want to be a jasper flute..., haha...haha..."

The beauty's smooth and tender face was buried between his thighs, with cloudy hair moving frequently, and the branches shining. The sandalwood mouth and spitting out the leaves hesitantly, making his soul scattered and dying. The small boat under his body was also floating and heavy, causing many ripples that made people think that they were imaginative.

This beauty named Tingxiang is really good. She looks pretty like a flower and makes delicious dishes that are praised and serves even more amazing. If it weren't for this, when she went to Taizhou Prefecture a few days ago, Mr. Yang wouldn't have bought her at a high price of 200 guan. Even with Mr. Yang's romantic ability to enter the flowers, she could not bear Tingxiang's lips and tongue fiddling. His legs gradually stretched, his toes bent, and his breathing became rapid.

The fish bit the hook, and the night was hazy, and the fish float could not be seen sinking into the water, but the fish line was stretched straight, and the sudden force on his hands could be felt. However, at this time, Yang Xu had reached the state of paradise, and there was no place where Yu Xia would pay attention to the fat fish biting the hook. He groaned and suddenly threw away his wine bag. When the wine was gushing to the deck, his hand had already grasped Tingxiang's head tightly, shaking the steps on her head, knocking on the side of the boat, falling into the water with a "bang", and the head suddenly fell like a waterfall.

Just at this moment, with a "splash", the waves split, and a figure suddenly emerged from the water on one side of the boat. The man pressed the side of the boat and jumped to the bow of the boat with his whole body, and squatted steadily on the side of the boat, as if a large frog was weighed and sank suddenly in his direction, but his feet tightly clamped on the side of the boat, and it was still motionless.

Tingxiang's body tilted and a "Oh" screamed. At this moment, the man raised his right hand and a cold light flashed in his hand, just like the crescent moon in the sky. A cold and cold light pierced into Yang Xu's heart with a "puff".

"Yeah" Yang Xu groaned, and before he could scream, the man pushed his arms and flicked his legs and immediately poured into the water. The speed was as fast as lightning. From boarding the boat to entering the water, the whole movement was completed in one go, as fast as lightning, and it was not visible from beginning to end. The person disappeared, but the water lines were shaken violently, shattering a bay of moon.

Yang Xu's eyes were filled with a terror and incredible light, and the light gradually dissipated. The left hand that was originally holding the fishing rod tightly hung on the side of the boat. With a loose finger, the fat fish biting the hook hurriedly ran away with the fishing rod.

The disheveled girl Tingxiang looked pale and her expression was a little dull. She trembled and stretched out her hand and touched her wet lips. A fishy smell slowly penetrated into her mouth. The blood that had just splashed on her face. Tingxiang's body trembled suddenly, and a shrill scream of horror snatched her lips: "Ah...ah...help..."

Frightened by the screams, frogs quickly jumped from the lotus leaves into the water, and "puffy bob" sounds were everywhere.

There was a house not far from the shore, and there was light on the window frame. As Tingxiang screamed, the light quickly moved away. Then the door creaked, and someone walked out quickly with a lamp on the bay embankment and stood on the bay dike and asked, "Young Master, Young Master? Miss Tingxiang, what happened?"

"My husband... he... kills... he kills people..."

Tingxiang was fighting with her teeth. She finally said a word, but she was confused and confused.

The man on the shore was shocked when he heard this, hurriedly threw away the lamp, jumped, and over a distance of more than ten feet, he actually flew onto the boat with a "bang" sound, landing accurately on the tip of the boat, which made the boat shake violently. Tingxiang quickly grabbed the side of the boat, forgetting to scream.

The man who jumped onto the boat was dressed in a small hat and was Yang Xu's close companion. When Zhang Shisan was about to lean over, he looked at the stars and moonlight in the sky, and his heart suddenly became cold. This was not the first time he saw a dead person. Just one glance, he knew that Yang Xu was dead and could not die again, and there was no possibility of resurrection. His face suddenly turned pale.

"Die? Yang Xu actually died! Three years of hard work and the plan has just been hopeful, but he actually died?"

Zhang Shisan's hands were trembling, his heart was numb, and he felt resentment in his chest, and he wanted to roar to the sky, so he could exude the anger in his heart. He suddenly turned to Tingxiang, stared at her fiercely, and asked with murderous intent: "Who is the murderer, how did he assassinate the young master, tell me!"

Tingxiang pointed to the water surface and said tremblingly: "No...I don't know, that person... that person jumped out of the water all at once, and...I killed the young master, and then...I jumped into the water and disappeared. I...I didn't even see clearly whether he was a man or a woman..."

Just now, a gust of wind blew the lotus leaves moving, as if someone was gently shaking the lotus stems underneath. When the girl Tingxiang saw it, she said that the assassin was coming back and screamed again: "Ah! Help, he...he's here again, help..."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Shisan was extremely angry, and with a backhand, he slapped her face with a crisp slap, slapped half of Tingxiang's face. Tingxiang is Yang Xu's woman, but she never thought that his servant dared to slap him. She couldn't help but be scared and surprised. She stayed there for a moment and screamed stopped.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Zhang Shisan tightened his wrists and before he could make up his mind, he saw a few lanterns shaking in the distance. It turned out that the servants in the village heard the shouting vaguely, thinking that they had encountered a thief stealing chickens and dogs in his own courtyard. He then looked for them with lanterns and farm tools such as forks and shovels, and shouted along the way.

Zhang Shisan bit his teeth and said in his heart: "As soon as Yang Wenxuan died, our efforts to make all of our efforts for several years have disappeared. I can't afford this responsibility alone. I will hide the news of my death for the time being, leave here first, and come to them to discuss countermeasures."

With a certain idea, Zhang Shisan whispered to Tingxiang: "Young Master was assassinated by a mysterious assassination, but you were the only one on the boat. You can't tell me why, just say that the young master was stabbed by someone, who would believe you? This lawsuit ended in the government, and you can't get out of here."

Tingka cried and said, "Shisanlang, it really doesn't matter to me. I was......"

Zhang Shisan said sternly: "Shut up, what a young master is? Human life is a major matter. The men are eager to explain to the gentry of the Hecheng City of the Mansion. Who cares if you are a little girl is wronged? The people's hearts are as iron as iron, and the official laws are like furnaces. Once you enter the yamen, even if you are innocent, the men will have a way to make you confess your guilt. If you don't want to sue, then listen to my instructions and let me take charge. Don't make a fuss."

"Yes, yes, yes, I... I listen to you, all of you." Tingxiang was a girl raised in a brothel. She only knew how to serve people. She had never seen such a bloody scene. She was so shocked that she was so scared that she was scared by Zhang Shisanyi and immediately agreed.

At this time, the tenant servants in the village rushed to the shore and shouted to the boat: "Young Master, what happened? Did a thief break into our house?"

"Nothing is wrong..."

Zhang Shisan calmed down and said in a loud voice: "Young Master was drunk and almost fell into the water, so he was so shocked that he screamed in tears."

The tenants and servants on the shore all knew that their young master was romantic and alcohol-loving. Zhang Shisan was close to the young master. Naturally, everyone believed what he said. He burst into laughter and said in a lingering manner: "Since the young master is fine, I will step down."

Zhang Shisan's eyes flashed slightly and said, "Wait, I just received the news from the city. Some business matters need to be handled urgently. The young master is drunk now and it is difficult to get up. You are here just in time to drive the young master's carriage to the water. The girl Tingxiang and I want to help the young master return to the city immediately."

After a stick of incense, the gate of Yangfu Beizhuang in Yunhe Town opened. Zhang Shisan galloped out in a carriage and quickly threw himself into the vast night...

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