Yan Po achieved her wish and was in a good mood. She immediately returned to the temporary rented house.

This time her man passed away, and her family was in a desolate state.

The world is like this. If the pillars of a family collapse, then the family is gone. If you don't have the ability, you may all starve to death.

When Yan Po returned to the house, she saw her daughter half lying on the bed. She didn't know whether she was sad or uncomfortable.

She gathered her words and went over and said: "My dear daughter, from now on we are the only ones who live together as mother and daughter. In this unfamiliar place, if we just sit there, we will be waiting for death."

Yan Poxi's clothes were messy and undressed, but her face looked very decadent. When her mother said this, she stood up and said, "Mother, no one here in Yuncheng likes to listen to ditties. Now that my father is not here, I

It’s not easy to show off, and my daughter doesn’t know how to live in the days to come. It’s a pity that back in Tokyo, there were some wealthy families, and even if their daughter got married, even if she became a concubine, she would still have enough food and clothing.”

When Yan Po heard this, she knew that her daughter didn't want to go to any trouble and wanted to find a good family.

Hearing this, Yan Po sat on the edge of the bed, took her daughter's hand and said: "Your father has passed away, but we still have to live. Mom is looking for Wang Po and has found a good family for you. Wang Po has been working hard for a long time.

, I finally accepted it, and if my daughter gets married, I won’t have to worry about food and clothing.”

As soon as Yan Poxi heard this, she stood up and said, "Mother, what kind of family is that? If you are too old, you can't push your daughter into the fire pit."

Yan Po took her daughter's hand. They had raised this daughter as a treasure. She had delicate skin and tender flesh. It was such an important task that they were reluctant to let her do it.

The key point is that there is a good song. For people like them, if they find a good family to marry, even if they become a concubine, it will be very good.

"You are my mother's darling. I will have to rely on my daughter for the rest of my life. How can I find an old man like that? This time he is our benefactor. My mother has told you before." Yan Po said smoothly.

Yan Poxi was indeed beautiful. Even without powder, her face was graceful, jade-like, and watery like a begonia flower. Such an appearance was really lovable.

"Is that Song Yasi? They say he is a good man, but he is in his thirties and much older than me. Could he be someone who loves others?" Yan Poxi said worriedly.

Yan Po scolded: "You silly girl, this Song Yasi has a very good reputation and a wealthy family. He said that he will buy you an attic so that you will have a place to live and money to live in. Besides, he is thirty years old."

, you are not yet married, and when you go to your home, you will be your mistress. From now on, as long as you stick to him, as long as you give him a big fat boy, your status will be stable and you will be settled in this life. Do you still want to live in exile?

Living in the streets, living in the open, living in precarious conditions?"

"Of course I don't want to do this," Yan Poxi said, shaking her head.

"A man is thirty years old, which is when he is in the prime of life. The most important thing is that he does not have a wife. If you get married, you will be very free." Yan Po said seductively.

Yan Poxi slowly sat up straight, picked up a handkerchief, and finally said shyly: "Mom, you just have to make the decision, and I will listen to you."

Yan Po was overjoyed, and within a few days, she married Yan Po Xi to Song Jiang.

Song Jiang was also satisfied. This little girl was so beautiful that she actually bought a first-floor apartment for them, bought some furniture and daily necessities, and arranged them properly.

As the days passed, Song Jiang was quite generous to Yan Po Xi, giving him enough money. The girl was always dressed up in colorful clothes, covered with silk and silk. Even the poor old lady also followed suit and had some money on her body.

In the first month of his life, Song Jiang and Yan Poxi slept together every day, and then they slept together less and less.

His thoughts are all about dancing with guns and sticks, and there are a lot of county government errands at the moment, so it is naturally impossible for him to ask for help every day.

Although Yan Poxi lived a prosperous life, after getting along with him for a while, she felt that Song Jiang was quite boring. In addition, he was not handsome, so he always felt aggrieved in his heart.

Yan Poxi was bored all day, and felt that this day was getting worse every day.

Just outside this attic, there is a hotel. In a corner of the hotel, there is a middle-aged scholar sitting.

The scholar wore a square hat and was looking at Song Jiang's building from the corner of his eye.

This person is none other than Wu Yong, the master of Tianji Pavilion.

At this moment, he was holding a tea cup and taking a sip. Suddenly, a young man came quietly and stood opposite Wu Yong.

"Have you heard the news clearly?" Wu Yong lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Pavilion Master, Song Yasi doesn't seem to care about Yan Poxi. He just lingers for less than half a month and doesn't come back much. And..." the young Nighthawk hesitated.

"Don't worry, just say it." Wu Yong put down the teacup with a kind expression.

Nighthawk said: "I think that Yan Po Xiyi is someone who can't bear loneliness, and that woman is not particularly fond of Song Yasi."

"Oh? Is that so?" Wu Yong looked happy and showed a strange smile.

The so-called "full, warm, and lustful" woman is a singer. She has seen a lot in the past, but now she has no worries about food and clothing, but she is afraid that she will become restless.

He came down from the mountain this time because Lin Chong ordered him to do something.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yong immediately felt that there was much to be done.

As for what to do?

Wu Yong had his own ideas. He himself was a vine. Since Chao Gai's tree couldn't do it, he would have to find a big tree to hug him.

As for Song Jiang in front of him, he planned to give it a try.

If you challenge one or two, you may have unexpected gains.

Of course, it is very important whether Song Jiang has that ability. If he is a waste, Wu Yong will use Song Jiang as a pledge of filial piety to Lin Chong.

Thinking like this, various strategies popped up in his mind. Just as he was thinking about kung fu, he saw Song Jiang and two people walking down the road in the distance.

Song Jiang walked in front, followed by a young man. The man had a handsome face, white teeth, and red lips.

Wu Yong frowned and thought of a plan, and asked, "Do you recognize the people around Song Yasi?"

Nighthawk took a closer look and said: "The man's name is Zhang Wenyuan, he is a colleague of Song Yasi, and he works as a post secretary."

Wu Yong looked at the man, smiled slightly, stroked his beard and said, "Go down, I understand."

Nighthawk left. Wu Yong did not leave in a hurry, but continued to drink tea for a while. After about half an hour, he got up, took out a fortune-telling sign from somewhere, and walked randomly on the street.

After a while, Wu Yong saw Zhang Wenyuan going out. He looked like he had drunk a lot of wine, his face was red and his eyes were wandering.

However, the boy's mouth showed a strange smile from time to time, as if he was thinking about something.

Wu raised the corner of his mouth and followed quietly.

Zhang Wenyuan's heart was beating wildly as he walked.

He really couldn't figure it out and muttered to himself: "That girl Yan Poxi is beautiful and can sing little songs, but Song Yasi is neither salty nor bland, and doesn't care at all. It's such a waste of a mother. If I have such a thing,

When a woman is a concubine, she has fun with her every day.

However, that young lady has been making secret glances at her, for fear of causing drama."

Zhang Wenyuan didn't want to be okay, but when he thought of Yan Poxi's graceful figure, he couldn't help but lick his lips, and his heart was really hot.

"Sir, wait a minute. I see that you have good things coming up recently. Do you want to make a fortune?"

A strange voice came to his ears. Zhang Wenyuan turned around and saw a fortune teller standing behind him.

Zhang Wenyuan looked up and down and realized that the words he just said came from this gentleman.

"Oh? Good things are coming soon? I haven't married a wife recently, and I haven't gotten rich. Where can these good things come from?" Zhang Wenyuan asked curiously.

This person is none other than Wu Yong.

Wu Yong smiled and said: "I think the young master has a peach blossom look on his face. I'm afraid a beauty will be approaching you recently."

Zhang Wenyuan's heart moved and he said calmly: "Please take a step to speak."

Wu Yong nodded and followed Zhang Wenyuan to a secluded alley.

Zhang Wen saw that there was no one around him, so he took out twenty coins from his arms, handed it to Wu Rong, and said, "Sir, if your calculation is accurate, I will thank you greatly in the future."

Wu Yong weighed the copper coins in his hand and said: "Young master's luck in love lies in that family. There is a beautiful lady in that family. You can take advantage of it."

"Are you serious? There will be no disaster?" Zhang Wenyuan was overjoyed and felt extremely happy.

It’s true that whatever you want comes to you.

Wu Yong shook his head: "The owner of that house has a weak relationship with his woman. The young master's luck is genuine. Don't worry, just use it boldly."

"Okay, okay! Sir is really a man of God. If this can happen, I will definitely thank you sir." Zhang Wenyuan was elated. He was still hesitant at first, but he heard the fortune teller's affirmative words.

He thought again, during lunch today, Song Yasi was indeed quite cold to Yan Poxi.

Hey~~

This fortune teller is really capable, as if he saw it.

Wu Yong waved his hand and said: "Young Master's reward has been given, there is no need to pay more."

Zhang Wenyuan was still hesitant at first, but this time he mustered up the courage and left immediately.

When Wu Yong saw the others gradually walking away, a look of triumph appeared on his face, as if his plan had succeeded.

As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by a tall figure. When he looked up, he staggered in fright.

"Lin...Dadang...why are you here?" Wu Yong was so frightened that he looked like a child wreaking havoc and was suddenly noticed by his parents.

Wu Yong never expected that Lin Chong would be so courageous that he would dare to take risks himself and come to Yuncheng.

Lin Chong did not answer his question, but said: "Pavilion Master Wu did a good job, I am still waiting to see the good show."

"Why????"

Wu Yong looked confused. It seemed that what he just said was clearly understood by Lin Chong.

He was really scared to death, thinking that Lin Chong had seen all the little things in his heart, and immediately said: "Brother Chao said that Song Yasi was a righteous man, and thinking that Yan Poxi was not a good woman, he planned to test this man.

One or two.”
To be continued...