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son son

Author: Lord Seventeen

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A story about a fake young master meeting his real wife, trying to settle his troubles, marrying a wife or getting married.

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Jiang Fengqiao┃Supporting role: Baiyunxi┃Others: Fake plays are real

Young Master Jiang

On a midsummer night, several gorgeous cruise ships on the lake drifted with the currents, and the shadows of men and women in the shadows of lights and oars appeared ambiguously entangled with each other, and a little flute and laughter fluttered with the night wind, which was a scene of prosperity and luxury.

On a large cruise ship with carved beams and painted buildings, the people in the hall are half drunk, the tables and tables are in a mess, many people hug left and right, drink and have fun with geisha, cover up in messy clothes and walk downstream to profit.The daring ones even feed wine with their mouths in public, entwining their lips and tongues, and almost directly stage a restricted program.

Witnessing these unrestrained scenes, the young man in blue in the corner had a smile on his face, but his brows could not help but frown.He has always disliked these fireworks venues, and wanted to make a formality, but now the banquet has almost become a meat feast, and he feels that he will be dirty if he stays here for a moment.

"Young Master Jiang, why don't you have another drink~"

The delicate beauty poked out from the side of Mr. Jiang in Qingshan, her eyebrows were full of spring, her black silk bun and white neck were placed in front of Mr. Jiang, very tempting and exciting.As long as he lowered his head a little, the gully under his collar would be faintly visible.

Another man's eyes would be straight, but this Mr. Jiang's smile remained the same. He stretched out his hand to hug the beautiful woman's shoulders and exerted a little force. The appearance of the treatment.

Without waiting for the imaginary passionate kiss, the beauty only felt empty and landed on the hard ground. When she opened her eyes and looked again, Mr. Jiang who was holding her had already got up and was walking out of the hall.

"Master Jiang!" the beautiful woman yelled in disbelief. She thought she was young and beautiful, and she was the best at seducing men, but she didn't expect to hit a wall today.She was really unwilling to let this handsome young man go, and she was afraid of offending these dudes.

Mr. Jiang walked even faster.This beautiful woman has a clear voice, she must have practiced it before, if the dude heard her yelling, he might not be able to leave even if he wanted to.

Mr. Jiang walked with his head depressed, but he didn't expect a black shadow to pounce on his arms, hitting him with such force that he retreated three steps in a row.Fortunately, the entourage around him quickly gave him a hand, so Young Master Jiang didn't fall down.The anger that had been suffocated all night came out, and Mr. Jiang shouted: "Which blind person dares to bump into this young master!"

When the black shadow collided, he subconsciously grabbed Mr. Jiang, and hurriedly let go and stepped back, staggering and obviously a little dizzy.

"Young master calm down! Young master calm down!"

The beauty who was thrown on the ground by Mr. Jiang turned pale with fright, and rushed over to save the place. While patting Mr. Jiang's back to suppress the shock, she explained: "This is Hong'er, a new singer who plays the pipa very well. It's her age." Shang Xiao didn't understand the rules, so he offended Young Master Jiang! Hurry up and kowtow to Young Master Jiang to make amends!"

That Hong'er was also smart, she knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, shouting incessantly: "Young Master, spare your life, Your Excellency is a large number!"

Mr. Jiang suppressed his heartbeat with great difficulty, and frowned to look carefully.The little girl on the ground has a disheveled red shirt with her collar open.It looked thin and thin, and knelt under the light and shivered in a small ball.Not far away, there were two drunk men standing in a daze, shrinking their heads and peeping.A red belt is thrown at the feet of the drunk, and a pipa is also thrown on the ground.

Mr. Jiang's anger subsided a little, and he unfurled the fan and shook it impatiently: "How old is she? How long has she been in the building?"

"Hong'er has just turned twelve, and has been in the building for three months. She only performs performances and does not receive guests."

"Still a young girl! What about her parents? Why did they send her to the Misty Rain Tower?"

The beauty was a little hesitant, and after a moment of hesitation, she confessed: "Her father was a poor scholar. After his death, the family lacked money for burial. Her mother was ill. I heard that she owed a lot of money, so I sent her into the building to pay off the debt. This is the first time board."

"Yes." Mr. Jiang responded, and said to Hong'er who was still kowtowing and begging for mercy: "You raise your head!"

Hong'er tremblingly raised her head, her forehead was already bruised and bloody, and her thin hands were tightly clutching the skirt and collar.The facial features are clear and beautiful, and the potential of the future can be vaguely seen, but the childishness is still there, the chest is flat, and he is still a half-grown child.

"It's okay. Safe, take her away!"

After Mr. Jiang gave the order, the guards who followed quietly stepped forward and grabbed Hong'er. Seeing that Hong'er was about to scream, he immediately covered her small mouth with his palm like a cattail fan.After subduing Hong'er, the guard retreated safely behind Young Master Jiang.

The beauty opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but Mr. Jiang closed his folding fan, pointed at her bright red mouth and said, "Either, I will take her away now. Or, I will send someone to pick her up tomorrow, which one do you choose?"

"Master, you are joking." The beauty is also sensible, so she would not offend these sons and brothers for mere Hong'er: "It is Hong'er's blessing to be liked by Master. I will tell my mother and sell the contract for Hong'er."

"Thank you boss for me, the ransom will be delivered tomorrow!" Mr. Jiang turned his folding fan, smiled at the two drunkards, his eyes slowly walked down, and landed on the red belt on the ground: "Trouble these two brothers too!"

The drunkard was also very good at reading his face, so he hurriedly picked up the red belt and brought it over.There was still a smile on his face: "Young master is also a fellow...I mean, Mr. Jiang is being polite..."

"Brother Zhang, Brother Li, I'll take a step first!" Mr. Jiang didn't wait for him to finish speaking. After taking the belt, he waved his hands to the two of them, and led the guards Ping An and Hong'er out of the boat hall.

The three of them crossed the deck and crossed the big lake in a small boat until they saw their own carriage, and the sound of the cruise ship was completely left behind.He could only hear the cold night wind whizzing across the grass, the heat subsided, Mr. Jiang couldn't help shivering, and the guard Ping An immediately got into the carriage to find thick clothes.

Hong'er was tied up with her hands by her red belt, and finally had a chance to be released safely by the guards. She threw herself to the ground, grabbed Mr. Jiang's trousers and begged, "Master, please forgive me! I still have a mother's illness at home. Focus on the bed, just wait for me to go home to serve... I beg your lord to be merciful! My lord, please be merciful!"

There was no one around, Hong'er's begging was especially ear-piercing.Mr. Jiang sneered, and kicked her away unceremoniously: "Why should I be merciful! What do you think you are!"

"You entered the land of fireworks by yourself, you should have expected that sooner or later you will have such a day! If I let you go this time, Mr. Jiang, next time there will be Mr. Li, Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhang! The country is so big, I like you There are so many gentry and nobles like this, do you think you can avoid them every time?"

Hong'er, with her hair in a bun, her clothes in disarray, her hands tied, was lying crookedly on the ground crying.Mr. Jiang's eyes flickered with impatience, and he scolded again: "Do you have any male relatives in your family? Report them as soon as possible! I don't want someone to smash the door of my house in the future!"

Mr. Jiang waited for a long time, but Hong'er just cried.Mr. Jiang got impatient and shouted, "Where are you safe? Died in the carriage? Get out and throw this disobedient little girl into the lake to feed the fish!"

"Okay, young master!"

Ping An got out of the carriage, first put a cloak on Mr. Jiang, and walked towards Hong'er step by step.The sound of footsteps was so loud that Hong'er couldn't care less about sobbing, and cried, "I have a cousin who works as a blacksmith in Chashu Village..."

"Tea Tree Village seems to be about a hundred miles away?" Mr. Jiang thought for a long time before he remembered this remote place name, and looked at Ping An uncertainly for confirmation.

"Yes, sir."

"How long will it take to clean up?"

"If one person rides in pairs, it will take up to one day."

Hearing the guard's words, Hong'er cried even more heartbreakingly. Mr. Jiang lowered his body, Hong'er thought that Mr. Jiang was going to beat her and scold her again, but in the end, a silk scarf was roughly wiped on her face and wiped off her body. tear stains.

"It's your fate, this time I will give you a chance. Next time, if you let yourself fall again, no one will save you even if you cry to death!"

Hong'er couldn't react, she looked at Young Master Jiang foolishly, then at Ping An, and finally fixed her gaze on Young Master Jiang's face.Mr. Jiang moved his eyes away first this time, and then Hong'er was hit hard on the head again.

"What are you looking at? Let's see that my son gouged out your eyes!"

Young Master Jiang threatened Hong'er with a rough voice, seeing her covering her head and bowing her head, he took out the purse with satisfaction, picked out a silver pancake and threw it over.

"A lot of money is causing trouble. This money will be used for your mother's medical treatment. Safe, send someone to send her and her mother to Tea Tree Village."

"Yes!" Ping An asked Hong'er's address, and set off with Hong'er.Hong'er walked a few steps, but couldn't help turning her head.The handsome young man was boarding the carriage. Under the dim light, the young young man's back was thin, but his waist was straight. It seemed that there was a youthful vitality overflowing, and the surrounding lights warmed up a little.

Outside Chashu Village, the stars were still shining brightly. Hong'er and the woman on the hospital bed knelt down to Ping An: "Thank you benefactor for saving your life. If you dare to ask benefactor's name, I will definitely enshrine it with a longevity tablet in the future!"

"No need! The two of you hide for a while, and then go out after the wind has passed!" After Ping An explained, he immediately switched horses and ran back.

When Ping An's back disappeared into the night, the woman who was supposed to be seriously ill straightened her waist and stood up steadily.His sickness disappeared without a trace, and he looked a little younger: "What's the gain?"

"I asked about the military famine in Xishan, and the victims." Hong'er recalled for a moment, then said softly, "Young Master Jiang has a bandage on his chest, he seems to be injured."

Mr. Jiang?The woman looked at Hong'er, and said expressionlessly: "You don't need to participate in the next operation. Go back and close the door for ten days, double the training. Now leave the silver cake!"

At the end, Hong'er was taken aback, and looked up at the woman.Seeing that her attitude didn't soften in the slightest, Hong'er reluctantly reached into her bosom to get it.The silver pancake was so warm in his arms, it was obviously a small piece, but it seemed to weigh a thousand catties when it was sent out...

Xishan Binghuang

The next day, the sun was scorching.

turning in the rough