Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Boss Xu didn't disclose it, but the magistrate Xia was helpless, so he had to ask Li Haitang for help. He rubbed his forehead and said, "Master Li, Boss Xu will leave it to you, as long as the person doesn't die."

"good."

Li Haitang's method is very simple, he asked people to prepare a huge wooden basin. She used a razor blade to cut a not too deep and not too shallow cut on Boss Xu's wrist, and put his hand in the wooden basin.

"Now, blow out all lamps and torches, and keep in darkness."

Li Haitang commanded the servants, and after a while, the lobby was completely dark, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

For no reason, everyone felt more nervous, held their breath, and dared not move.

It's dark, you can't see anything, it's all about your imagination.

Boss Xu's wound was bleeding, one drop after another, dripping into the wooden basin. After a long time, he would definitely lose too much blood and die.

The lobby was too quiet, and everyone pricked up their ears to hear the sound of blood drops falling into the tub, rhythmically, one after another.

Time passed bit by bit, and death was quietly approaching. Boss Xu's eyes were wide open. He tried to find something in the darkness, but he couldn't see it.

The whole person, wandering on the edge of black and gray, Li Haitang was right, waiting for death, waiting for death, made him extremely fearful, physical torture was nothing compared to spiritual destruction!

People's willpower was crushed, Boss Xu didn't want to suffer anymore, he shouted, "My lord, I'm recruiting!"

All of a sudden, the lights in the lobby were lit, and the wooden basin containing Boss Xu's blood had only a shallow bottom.

"Don't play tricks on me. As I said, there will be 10,000 ways to prevent you from living or dying."

Li Haitang showed a weird smile, it was no longer a gorgeous flower, but the other shore flower around the underworld, mysterious and unpredictable.

If Xiao Lingchuan hadn't arrived in time, she would have died and never saw him again.

To be a saint, there must be a limit, and no one who violates her can be let go.

Both Boss Xu and the mastermind behind the scenes must die!

"No... no."

Boss Xu trembled, he was really afraid of Dr. Li, he thought he could survive the torture, thinking of his mother and children, he used his willpower to overcome everything.

But in the end, he still didn't pass that level.

Waiting for death is too long, especially in the boundless darkness, various images appeared in his mind, which frightened him out of courage.

"The missing women are girls from good families who were kidnapped by the boss in the surrounding cities. The boss opened an underground brothel. He said it was a brothel, but it's actually not that simple."

After calming down, Boss Xu narrated that a few months ago, they formed a group to commit crimes around, and if they hadn't been exposed, they would have planned to kidnap a few beautiful girls in Licheng on the Hundred Flowers Festival.

"Who is the boss?"

In the past few days, women have been missing in the surrounding cities. At night, the yamen servants take turns to watch the night and patrol the streets.

Unexpectedly, this group of devils who caused headaches for the parents and officials in the surrounding cities were hiding in Licheng.

"The boss is the boss."

After Boss Xu finished speaking, seeing Li Haitang's complexion darkened, he almost burst into tears. What he was afraid of was not the magistrate Xia, but this aunt!

The boss is not him, whoever he is, he has never seen it either. Boss Xu is the leader of the minion, and in essence, he is still a minion.

I heard that the boss is not from the Northland, he wanders around Daqi all the year round, making his fortune by selling women.

"The outskirts of the city ten miles west of Licheng."

According to what Boss Xu said, the mastermind behind it not only has one industry, but also opened dark kilns underground in many cities.

It's still the old rule, as long as you have money, you can play dead or disabled, depending on the wishes of the guests. After a person dies, he is buried in the backyard with flowers and plants planted on it.

The flowers and plants have corpses as nutrients, and the flowers are gorgeous and grow very well.

Even though it's not even the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the people in Licheng feel as cold as winter. Their kindness has already limited their imagination. There, it should be a purgatory on earth, right?

If there was no advice from Dr. Li, the elder Xu would explain it so quickly, and the common people would be grateful to Li Haitang, and at the same time, they would become more and more indignant. Who the hell is this bastard who bought murder? Dig three feet into the ground and get people out!

"I heard that Miracle Doctor Li was invited to Licheng by Master Xia, and he is behind the scenes. It shouldn't be difficult to find out, right?"

Boss Xu took money to do things, and didn't inquire about the other party's privacy at all. If he knew too much, he would die quickly.

Aunt Lan, the Empress of Hundred Flowers from last year, was sitting in the yamen. She became a concubine for the magistrate, and almost everyone in Licheng knew about her.

Aunt Lan was not pregnant for a long time, and the prefect Xia invited Dr. Li to figure it out. As soon as she thought about it, she had something to do with the female family members in the house.

I have to say that the people are telling the truth.

It was getting late, and the police and yamen servants were looking for the missing woman, but she hadn't been found yet, so the case was adjourned for retrial.

In the magistrate's back house, Tang shi sat on the ground in a daze.

It was just a mistake, but within a few hours, she fell from a high place into the clouds, and was thrown into an abyss where she would never recover.

"Ma'am, the master only knows that I am a man, but there is no evidence of our affair."

Bingfeng still wanted to make a final struggle, he could die, but hoped that Tang would live.

Having been together for many years, the relationship between the master and the servant can't be expressed clearly in just one or two sentences.

They vehemently denied that the Tang family was the main wife after all, and had given birth to the Xia family's children, at most they were locked up in a small courtyard.

"Master wants to save face. If we go to ask Miss, maybe there will be a turning point for this matter."

Bingfeng advises Tang, and Tang is Xia Jixiang's mother after all, if he doesn't look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha, the master will never be too unfeeling.

"it's useless."

If I knew today, why bother to ask Tang if she didn't regret it, she wouldn't regret it. With Bingfeng by her side, she can live a relaxed life.

What kind of official wife, headed housewife, she can do without these.

When they got married back then, what Tang wanted was glory, the husband was honorable and the wife was expensive, and she became quite secular in the capital.

At that time, Xia Zhifu was still a seventh-rank sesame official of the Ministry of Punishment, and when she went out to socialize, the wives of high officials would not even look at her.

She hadn't been promoted for many years, and the husbands of the sisters of the same clan had already made a fortune. Tang felt ashamed, so she gave up her man and turned her head to work hard on her son.

This time when she left Beijing, she endured the pain of separation between mother and child, just for her child to be able to succeed, studying in the capital, learning from famous Confucianism, is better than this small poor place like Licheng.

"Bingfeng, I know the master's temper very well, I'm afraid we've come to an end."

What Tang said came to an end was the real end.

Although she was prepared in her heart, she never expected that this day would come so soon.

On the first day of their relationship with Bingfeng, Tang bought the highly toxic arsenic, and now, he put it in the wine.

She didn't kill herself, but wanted to see her daughter Xia Jixiang for the last time. There is not much affection between the husband and wife, and the only thing Tang is sorry for is a pair of children.