You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

Closing his eyes, Wen Tian took a deep breath to calm down his violent emotions, and said, "Come with me."

He had been to Lehe Town several times in his previous life, so he was quite familiar with the terrain. He carried people around to the back of Liu Lane. Wen Tian asked the big man to call a bustard out, and sent another man to the nearby pharmacy to buy a bottle of it. Golden Wind Scattered.

Most of the pharmacies beside Liuxiang on Huajie Street sell some drugs for pleasure, and the Jinfeng powder that Wen Tian ordered is the most powerful one among them.

The man who bought the medicine came back quickly.Wen Tian uncorked the bottle, squeezed Jiao Changxian's chin, poured a whole bottle of Jinfengsan into his mouth, and then worriedly poured him a sip of wine to make sure he took all the medicine into the stomach.

As soon as the feeding was over, the bustard came over twisting her waist and shaking her fan.

Her eyes wandered around a few people, and she asked with a smile: "Which guest officials are here to find a girl?"

Wen Tian nodded, took out a piece of silver and put it in her hand, "I want a room, and I'll find some girls over here."

"Come with me." The old bustard looked at Jiao Changxian who was unconscious, but the big man supported him, so she couldn't see his face clearly, and then looked at the money in her hand, she smiled obsequiously, He turned around and led a few people in.

The wing room was on the second floor, and the bustard stood in a row with a few fair-looking young girls for Wen Tian to choose.

Wen Tian casually ordered four to stay, and then asked the others to leave.

Jiao Changxian had been thrown on the bed long ago, probably because the medicine had taken effect, and there was movement from time to time inside the red curtain.Wen Tian took out two more ingots of silver and put them on the table, "You four, serve the one inside well."

The girls stepped forward to collect the reward money, said yes, and then Shi Shi ran into the room.

"Young Master Jiao!" There were three or two exclamations from inside, Jiao Changxian was obviously a frequent visitor, and the girl Wen Tian casually pointed to could recognize him.

After a few panicked exclamations, there was the sound of pushing and bumping, and a moment later, there was the dull sound of a body falling on the bed.

Wen Tian sat motionless outside and guarded, and after a while, there was an obscene movement from inside.

The three big men swallowed their saliva frequently, Wen Tian sat for a while to make sure that there would be no mistakes, and then quietly left with others.

A whole bottle of Golden Wind Powder is enough for Jiao Chang to toss for a day and a night.

When the Jiao family finds out that the man is missing tomorrow, and then find him out of the brothel, it will be enough to mess up the marriage.

Back at the pier, the old fisherman was still waiting there. A group of people boarded the boat and quietly returned to Sifang Town under the moonlight.

According to the agreement, Wen Tian gave the remaining silver to the three men, and after thinking about it, he added an extra ten taels, "I shouldn't talk less about what happened tonight. Well done, I will look to you for future work." .”

They earned 30 taels in one night, which was divided among three people, and one person got [-] taels, which was enough for them to be happy for a while.

The leading man took the money with a much more respectful attitude than before, "Don't worry, Lord, we shouldn't say anything, our brothers won't say a word."

Wen Tian nodded, still the same as when he came, shrunk his shoulders slightly, and slowly disappeared into the night with his hands in his hands.

The night was dark, and the side door of Wen's mansion was closed. Wen Tian looked at the wall that was as tall as a person, took off the bamboo hat and threw it away, found a place to step on, and climbed up nimbly.

The fence is not high, but the bricks and tiles are uneven, and Wen Huang's palms hurt. He has been pampered since he was a child, and his skin is much more delicate than ordinary people. After many years of hard times in his previous life, he still hasn't been able to get rid of this delicate skin. The problem is that he can be more tolerant.

This body has never suffered a lot before, and Bai Nen's palm accidentally pressed the edge of the sharp tile, and a deep gash was drawn immediately.

Bright red blood flowed out from the wound, and there was a sharp pain in the palm of his hand. Wen Tian gritted his teeth, endured the pain and jumped off the fence, then tore off the cloth scarf around his neck, wrapped his hands, and hurried back to his yard.

Dai Fu was dozing off at the door, Wen Tian lightened his steps, and took advantage of his dozing off to go around and enter the house.

Ignoring the wounds on his hands, he hurriedly changed back into his clothes, took off the longevity lock on his neck and put it aside, Wen Tian messily tied up his loose hair, and took a picture in front of the mirror. It seems that I have cried, and everything else is the same as before going out.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned and removed the cloth towel from his hand. The cloth towel was soaked in blood and stuck to the wound. Wen Tian was so painful that tears fell when he pulled it off. lips, held back tears and wiped away the blood stains on the palm of his hand, and then called Dai Fu in a trembling voice.

Dai Fu, who was dozing off outside, was taken aback, and hurriedly ran in, "Master, you are finally back!"

Before the smile on his face was fully raised, he saw the wound on Wen Tian's palm again, and his voice changed his tone in fright, "What's wrong with your hand, son!?"

Wen Tian's brain hurt from his yelling, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said in a crying voice: "Bring me a basin of hot water, don't disturb other people."

Daifu immediately covered his mouth, nodded cautiously, and then ran towards the small kitchen like a rabbit—there was still hot water on the stove.

The hot water was brought over, Wen Tian endured the pain to clean the wound, and asked Daifu to bandage him, then sucked his nose and calmed down, "Mother..." He paused before continuing: "... ... have you slept with dad?"

Dai Fu blew in his palm distressedly, suddenly remembered the business, and said in horror: "Master and Madam are still waiting, and they said that they will let you go to the main courtyard when the young master comes back."

Wen Huang had guessed it a long time ago, he wiped his eyes with cold water, and when the eye sockets were not so red, he picked up the long-lived lock that had been removed and prepared to wipe it clean and put it on, but the long-lived lock that was clearly stained with blood just now was gone. Clean and nothing.

Wen Tian's eyes widened in surprise, and he held the longevity lock in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.

Counting his previous life, this longevity lock has been with him for 30 years.It's strange to say that the Fu family has all kinds of treasures, but this seemingly worthless and inconspicuous longevity lock has been passed down from generation to generation, and it was only passed on to the eldest son. If there is no male, it falls into Wen Tian's hands.

Wen Tian looked at it suspiciously for a while, thinking that he had been dazzled earlier, so he put the longevity lock back on, and walked to the main courtyard with Dai Fu.

The main courtyard was brightly lit, Wen Tian took a look at the main hall, and could vaguely see two figures peeking out from the window paper.

He lowered his eyes to gather his emotions, and walked in slowly.

Fu Youqin was worried all night. She thought that people should come back at dinner time, but when the gate was locked, she didn't see her youngest son. She hurriedly called someone to go out to look for him, but no one saw where Wen Tian went. .

At this time, when he saw Wen Tian, ​​he pulled him over anxiously, patted him on the back, and said with feigned anger, "Where did you go? Why are you only coming back now?" As he spoke, he saw the palm of his hand again. He took his hand and said distressedly, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Wen Tian curled up his fingers, pulled his hands out and put them behind his back, and lied with his head down, "I tripped on the road and scratched my skin on the ground, it's not serious."

"Tomorrow is your sister's big wedding day. You are still wandering around outside in the middle of the night. How is it right for people to know?" Wen Boli, who was sitting in the main seat, scolded loudly.

Wen Tian's body trembled slightly, and he quietly raised his eyes to look at him.

Wen Boli usually wears a plain robe, his hair is tied up with a white jade crown, his face is dignified, and his temperament is elegant. Even if he scolds angrily, he is not afraid of people.

Modesty gentleman, gentle as jade, this is the evaluation of Wen Boli by the people of Sifang Town.

However, Wen Tian, ​​who had experienced a lifetime, only found it ridiculous and hypocritical. He looked straight into Wen Boli's eyes, and asked softly, "Is Dad worried about me or that I will ruin the Wen family's reputation?"

Wen Boli choked, and looked at him in disbelief.Wen Tian was spoiled since he was a child, but his personality is very soft, and he has always trusted and respected his father. Wen Boli never expected to hear such a question from him.

He looked at Wen Tian in astonishment, his expression changed from shock to anger, "What are you talking about! Is that how you treat your father?!"

Fu Youqin pushed him lightly, "Say less."

Then he pulled Wen Tian to the other side, looked at his somewhat pale complexion and red eye sockets, and touched his face distressedly, "Your father is also worried about you, next time you come back late, let the servant come back and pass a message." Message."

"You have to get up early tomorrow, and ask Daifu to change your medicine for you to go to bed early." After patting Wen Tian on the back, Fu Youqin pushed him outside, and asked Daifu to light up a lantern to send him back.

Wen Tian obediently walked to the door, and before he left, he couldn't help but look back again, and happened to see Wen Boli frowning tightly, looking at his wife who was facing away from him with a gloomy expression.

Sensing Wen Tian's gaze, his face froze for a moment, and he pulled the corners of his mouth to hide it, and put on a fatherly face, "Go back and rest early."

Pinching the palm of his hand fiercely, Wen Tian resisted the urge to question, told himself that it was not time for confrontation, and walked out step by step with his back straight.

Back in his own yard, Dai Fu brought him hot water to wipe his body, changed into a soft and close-fitting undershirt, and Wen Tian tucked himself into the quilt.

Seeing him fall asleep, Dai Fu blew out the candles on the table, and quietly retreated to the outside room.

The sound of footsteps walked away, and suddenly there was a very light and thin whimpering sound from the dark room, Wen Tian bit the corner of the quilt tightly, letting salty tears flow all over his face.

All kinds of revolving doors in his previous life were let go in his mind, the feeling of powerlessness lost and the joy of regaining lost were intertwined into complex emotions, he could still force himself to be calm during the day, but in the middle of the night when no one was around, he finally couldn't help the emotions on the verge of collapse.

Especially when he met the person he hated the most just now.

In his previous life, he had always wondered why a person could pretend for so long.He remembered the twisted resentment on his face when he confronted his father.It didn't match his gentle face at all, as if an ugly evil ghost had put on a hypocritical human skin, which made Wen Tian feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Hiding in the quilt and crying for a long while, intense emotions seemed to flow out with the tears, Wen Tian sniffed, carefully calculating and planning the things since rebirth in his mind.

He has no special skills, and can only rely on the prophet who lived another life to carefully reverse the tragedy of the previous life.

After carefully thinking over the plan in his heart to make sure nothing was missed, Wen Tian fell into a drowsy sleep.

Before dawn the next day, the outside became lively.

Dai Fu came in with the toiletries and called Wen Tian to get up. Wen Tian was an uncle and had to follow him to his husband's house to support the bride, so he was dressed very grandly and had to get up early to clean up.

After washing up, Dai Fu held Wen Tian to change his clothes with the gown.

On the big day, the dress is red from the inner jacket to the outer robe.The dark red satin is embroidered with delicate ball patterns with gold thread, and the black brocade is trimmed, which is festive and solemn.

Daifue helped him straighten his clothes and tie up his loose black hair with a red coral hair crown.

"Young master looks really good in this outfit. If you go out for a walk, you will definitely attract those wives and young ladies to throw flowers."

Wen Tian stood in front of the bronze mirror, looked at it with lowered eyes, but didn't care much.

The folk customs of Da Chu are open, and both men and women are attracted to beauty. A good face is always sought after by countless people in Da Chu, but water can carry a boat and it can also overturn it. In good times, this face is the icing on the cake, but in adversity, it is just the icing on the cake. It will cause more trouble.

In Dachu, where the south wind prevails, many high-ranking officials like to keep male favorites. In his previous life, he almost became one of them. If his mother hadn't made a ruthless slash on his face, which disfigured his face, he would probably even be the one in the future. There will be no lingering for a few years.

"Let's go." Wen Tian looked away, and walked to Wen Shuyue's yard first.

Wen Shuyue's yard was even more noisy and lively. Fu Youqin and the housekeeper were counting the dowry boxes, and the counted boxes were loaded into the carriage one by one. These were Wen Shuyue's dowry.

Seeing Wen Tian, ​​Fu Youqin handed over the account book to the housekeeper, came over and took Wen Tian's hand to read.

The wound on the palm ran across the palm. It was deep and narrow. The bleeding had stopped overnight, but there was only a slight dull pain. Delft wrapped it up with a red cloth scarf, but it was hard to see it hidden in the sleeve.

Seeing the meticulous dressing of the wound, Fu Youqin felt relieved, and turned to talk about the part of seeing off the bride today.

Lehe Town is adjacent to Sifang Town, but there are many wedding teams, and it takes more than two hours to walk the official road, and the Jiao family's wedding team should arrive at about the beginning of the morning (seven o'clock in the morning).But now it was only a quarter away from Chen Shi, and there was no news from the welcoming team.

Fu Youqin was a little worried, "Could something go wrong on the road?"

Wen Tian pursed his lips to hold back the smile on his lips, thinking that it is still a problem whether the Jiao family can find anyone now, but he comforted him: "Maybe it's because they left late, so wait patiently."

Fu Youqin nodded, and touched her right eye anxiously. The right eyelid had been twitching all morning.