Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

"Oh, I'm so shameless..."

"Not to mention anything else, having such a father in the stall is simply a sin committed in the previous life!"

Du Manzhi listened for a few words and roughly understood what was going on.

This dilapidated tavern is run by a father and daughter together, and is actually mainly supported by their daughter.

The daughter of this family learned the art of brewing wine from her mother, but her father is really unreliable.

In the past, his mother looked after him and he acted like a human being. As soon as her mother left, he fell into the bad habit of drinking. He sold more wine every day than he drank alone!

It was okay for him to drink wine secretly in the store. The problem was that after he was drunk, he actually signed and fingerprinted the IOU handed over by a caring person, and he couldn't keep it.

That was a huge sum of money that even the tavern could not even repay.

It's a pity that the daughter of this family got up earlier than a chicken every day. She worked hard and became what people call an old girl, so that she could save enough for her dowry.

She is about to marry her childhood sweetheart at the end of the year. Now, all the dowry money has been taken away by her father, which is not enough to pay off the debt!

Someone with good intentions in the market gave Dad a bad idea.

Let him hold an auction secretly. On the surface, he is competing for a jar of 20-year-old Nuerhong. In fact, the jar of aged wine is just a cover.

The real person photographed was his innocent daughter!

Du Manzhi's face became increasingly ugly.

Liu Yan clenched the handle of the knife with his five fingers and made a creaking sound.

The last straw that crushed our sanity was a male voice floating from the crowd:

"Young lady, dressed like this, goes out to meet people. If this were my daughter, I would strangle her to death with a piece of white silk, so as not to embarrass the family!"

Miss Liu from the General's Mansion became angry, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she raised her hand and threw the wine flag over the girl, just in time to block the white snow.

"Whoever said you were going to strangle someone just now, stand up for me!"

That man dared to say it and take it seriously: "I said, why, you still want to hit me? Hey, let's judge, can the daughter of the general's palace hit anyone casually?"

Kyoto is a place where noble people gather. If you stand on the roof and throw a brick, you might hit a seventh-rank official.

A military general with no background like General Liu could only be regarded as a middle-ranking officer, far from being able to use his name to show off his power in the city.

On the contrary, as a young master from a middle-level official's family, he should be cautious about his words and deeds when going out, so as not to offend the people he shouldn't mess with, bring trouble to his father, and bring disaster to the whole family.

Miss Liu can safely and boldly punish the old drunkard because he forced his daughter to accompany guests first, used the tavern as a brothel, openly engaged in prostitution, and violated the law.

As for the passers-by making unpleasant sarcastic remarks, because she was not against Da Qianlu, it was hard for Miss Liu to attack him.

The man bared his teeth provocatively at her, as if to say:

The general's daughter? But that's it!

"You!" Miss Liu was furious and stamped her feet hard.

Liu Yan said forcefully: "She can't hit you, do you think I can?"

"Jin, Jin Yiwei is here!"

"It's a woman! She is that Liu..."

The melon-eaters dispersed immediately.

There was silence all around.

The impression given to the common people by the Jinyiwei is that they are royal eagle dogs, resolute and resolute, and sometimes even arrogant, cruel and unreasonable.

As long as she said something about who she suspected was a foreign spy or had a case against him, she could immediately lock him away.

The Xiuchun knife didn't need to be taken out of its sheath, but it was already so frightening that the man's legs were trembling.

The daughter of the tavern did not plead for mercy this time, but expressed her gratitude to Miss Liu with wet eyes.

There was even more intense envy in his eyes.

She is also a girl, so she can only be busy, moving up and down, so tired that her waist and legs are sore, and her fingers are deformed... Apart from wine making and abacus, she doesn't know anything else, let alone Miss Liu, who has been practicing this since she was a child. of handsome kung fu.

Miss Liu is only seven or eight years younger than her, but judging from her appearance, she looks like a person of two generations.

The daughter of the tavern lowered her eyes in humiliation, wrapped herself in the wine flag she threw to rescue her, and hid her body again and again.

Miss Liu couldn't bear it: "You... why don't you come home with me? My father and several brothers love to drink your wine, so you can come to my house to make wine! It's not so hard with more money."

More importantly, once she entered the general's house, her dishonest father would no longer try to trick her again.

The daughter of the tavern cried and declined.

The reason seemed a bit ridiculous to Du Manzhi.

She said that parents can be unkind, but children cannot be unfilial.

Du Manzhi asked her patiently: "What do you think is filial piety?"

"You take care of his daily life, make money for his expenses, let him have no worries about food and drink, and have fun every day, until his life is over, you wrap him in sackcloth and mourn him, and send him off in a lively manner, is that so?"

The daughter of the tavern looked dimly and nodded.

Du Manzhi asked again: "So you mean, you have to wait until he dies before your life can really begin?"

"My life……?"

the tavern daughter repeated blankly.

She has never heard such strange words. Even the female piano teacher she met by chance when delivering wine to a wealthy family would have bruises on her body from being beaten by her husband.

When he was young, he learned skills from his mother and helped his mother and grandmother;

She got married when she was a teenager and worked hard for her parents-in-law and husband;

Women must have a son and a half by their side, otherwise they will have to find concubines for their husbands. Of course, no matter whether there are concubines in the family or not, she will have to take care of her whole family around her, old and young...

Isn’t this how my daughter’s family lives?

How can she have her own life?

That sentence made the daughter of the tavern think a lot. Female faces floated in her memory, and their voices were superimposed together, saying to her:

This is how we all came...

"I……"

The daughter in the tavern stirred up sorrow and shed tears before she could say a word.

"I just got married a few years later than others. I no longer have a mother or a brother. I can't live without a father anymore... I am the same as others. Please, don't treat me as a freak!"

"..."

The daughter of the tavern cried loudly: "I'm not dirty, no one has touched me yet, you believe me!"

She didn't dare to hate her father for auctioning off her virginity, nor could she curse her harmful father to die early.

Because she has dragged herself into an old girl, no one will be willing to wait for her if she is delayed for a few more years by observing filial piety.

Dad can't die.

She still wants to get married, and she needs her natal family.

Liu Yan's coldness turned into a helpless sigh in front of her tears, and she whispered in Du Manzhi's ear: "The restraints given to them here are too heavy. Don't be angry. Take your time."

Du Manzhi turned to the old drunkard.

The drunkard had half of his face swollen due to Miss Liu's whipping, and he squatted on the ground and bared his teeth.

Noticing that a beautiful girl was looking at him, he unconsciously pulled up his pants.

In Du Manzhi's eyes, dark clouds were no longer enough to describe his state.

Because a strange Bai Wuchang, who was responsible for locking souls during the day, had already arrived and was staring at him next to the crowd.

The countdown to death, tick, tick.

Du Manzhi said to his daughter: "If you insist on getting married, you'd better get married today."

Because her father will not survive today.

"But the groom you chose has evil intentions. After marriage, he will cause you to have two miscarriages, leaving you without children for the rest of your life. He will squander all your hard-earned money and you won't even be able to use a decent coffin.

"In this case, do you still want to get married?"

The daughter of the tavern froze on the spot, looking at the girl's clear and lively eyes. Incredibly, she didn't have the urge to question her, as if there was a voice in her heart saying that she was a good person and would not harm her.

Some people noticed that Du Manzhi was not old, her clothes were simple, and she did not look like a girl from a noble family.

But this whole-body demeanor is completely different from the women who work in the market.

Others noticed that she came with the deputy commander of Jin Yiwei, and they seemed to have a good relationship with each other, which made them more afraid.

A voice in the crowd muttered: "This is true or false. Marriage is a major event in life. How can you curse people like this..."

Du Manzhi glanced at Bai Wuchang who took a step forward, "I didn't curse anyone, I just told the truth."

If the King of Hell wants him to die today, a white cloth will be hung up in the tavern.

If you want to get married, you must go to your husband's house now to report in advance, otherwise you should stay behind to arrange the funeral. According to Daqian law, the daughter of the deceased must observe mourning for three years.

The daughter of the tavern was still unwilling to accept the truth and asked tremblingly: "Who are you..."

Liu Yan rushed to answer: "This is Du Zhenren from Yuxu Palace. Your Majesty treats her like a guest!"

There is no need to brag about any glorious deeds. In this era, as long as you say what the emperor's attitude is, most people will believe it.

This is a policy of obscuring the people, and it is also a conditioned reflex caused by people being trapped in shackles for a long time.

Liu Yan's official uniform greatly increased the credibility of his words.

"Yuxu Palace, isn't that in the palace? Those who can enter are famous immortals!"

"My cousin works as a guard in the palace. He said that Yuxu Palace has recently gained a Kun Dao, and his status is quite high!"

"Ah, Your Majesty treats her so politely. Could it be that she is a fairy who has descended to the earth, can fly through the clouds, and turn stones into gold!"

Du Manzhi had a good ear, and the more they listened, the more mysterious they became.

When she came to her senses, people were already kneeling on the ground around her.

No one dared to look directly into her eyes, and everyone was secretly looking at her curiously.

"..."

The unfamiliar Wu Chang was stunned for a moment and suppressed a smile.

"..." It felt even more awkward.

"Hoo, ho...wait a minute!"

A young man with a slight limp in his calf hurried over, put his coat on the daughter of the tavern, and then protested to Du Manzhi.

"This real person, I don't know how powerful you are, but you have never met me, how can you dare to conclude that my intentions are evil? I am a businessman, and this sentence of evil intentions is specifically bad for my business?"

The young man pointed at the daughter in the tavern again: "I have known her for ten years and know her inside and out. We are getting married this year. How can you say that I will harm her? I don't accept it!"

Du Manzhi looked at his face and said calmly:

"Steal needles when you are young, steal gold when you are old, and the next step is to steal people... Do you still want me to continue?"

The young man was the fiancé of the daughter of the tavern. He ran over lamely. His ordinary and somewhat honest face was red from running. At this time, he became even more angry and said loudly: "Don't talk nonsense. I haven't done it. I haven't done it." Pass!"

His fiancée, who should have believed in him the most, was looking at him silently, seeming to be thinking about something.

A lame peddler is destined to miss an official career. Only those with good conditions will not marry their daughters to him, and he is not willing to marry those ugly, unlucky and lazy women.

The tavern daughter is his best option at the moment.

He had waited patiently for so long, but he couldn't let the cooked duck fly!

The young man's voice became louder: "Do you have evidence? If not, don't talk nonsense!"

He looked around, eager for support.

However, contrary to expectations, it was a white-haired old woman who spoke out.

"Er Qiangzi, my old lady has watched you grow up. Your mother gave birth to you late and protected you like a baby. She never let anyone say anything bad about you. But if you think about it carefully, have you really never stolen anything? ?”

As soon as the young man recognized her, his aura became inexplicably weaker: "Auntie, I don't remember... Maybe I was ignorant when I was a child and offended you. Don't worry about the child."

The old woman sneered: "Eggs, needlework, fruit... you can take these things as long as you want, but you shouldn't steal my old man's crutches just for fun!

"In the winter, there was ice everywhere. He went out to collect firewood and told me to cut some branches on the way back to make a new walking stick. As a result..."

The young man really wanted to go up and gag her.

Liu Yan flicked a stone and hit his lame knee, blocking him so that the old woman could finish her words.

"...As a result, the old man slipped and fell while passing by your door, and he could no longer lift his right arm."

The old woman gave several more examples to the crowd.

She also accused the young man of stealing money from his classmates.

His lame leg was broken when he fell into a well during a chase, and he was kicked out of the school.

"Retribution! This is retribution!"

The old woman spit on him and said to the tavern daughter:

"Good girl, you can support this tavern by yourself, why should you marry to benefit their family? This boy and his wife are not easy to get along with, so why are you bothering!"

Du Manzhi rushed ahead of the young man and said, "I don't know this grandma, but it seems that you do know her. Don't say that I invited her to give false testimony."

Steal needles, steal gold.

Both of these things should be in the mouth of the white-haired old woman.

Liu Yan: "Just now you said that his next step is to steal people. What do you mean? Let's talk about it further."

A sentence floated out from the crowd: "Stealing people, that's stealing people. They look honest and honest, but they turn out to be full of frivolities!"

Du Manzhi shook his head: "Wrong."

"What he stole was people's luck."

The young man stared at her in horror, as if she were a monster in the story who could see through people's hearts!

Du Manzhi pointed to the sword and used his spiritual power to cut the young man's shirt through the air.

I saw a group of scarlet tattoos on both sides of his shoulders!

At first glance, he looks like a bunch of flowers. Even if he is seen by others, they will only laugh at him a few words: How can such a big man wear embroidery on his body!

Du Manzhi directed the spiritual energy to attach it.

The tattoo is like a hot pot when it is cold, white mist rises.

The young man wanted to cover them, but his hands and feet were too heavy to move.

He finally began to regret from the bottom of his heart: he met an expert!

After the fog cleared, the tattoos changed under people's eyes, and two painful female faces emerged among the scarlet flowers!

The daughter of the tavern was shocked: "This is..."

Du Manzhi replied: "They are his two sisters."