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Chapter 17 Pan Yinlian and Wu Dalang(1/2)

After three days of busyness, I finally stopped this fierce wind and cold.

The sick ones took the medicine and recovered.

If you are not sick, you can prevent infection.

This is equivalent to fundamentally blocking the spread of the virus.

Even the county magistrate who was ill in bed only improved after drinking a bowl of decoction made by Bai Suzhen.

The people in the city were not ungrateful and gathered money to buy some gifts and sent people to deliver them to their door to express their sincere thanks.

In addition, Mo Ziming and the other three were called living Bodhisattvas in this world.

For a time, Mo Ziming, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing were famous in the city and were praised by the people.

However, some people were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

For example, some shopkeepers of pharmacies... After all, they missed an opportunity to get rich.

He also became accused of being criticized.

The one who hates the three most is Ximen Qing.

Since he made a fool of himself in public that day, he has not dared to go out to meet people for several days.

What he did at that time had a vague impression of what he had done.

However, the scene is completely different.

At that time, there was only one beautiful, charming and enchanting woman in his eyes: Pan Yinlian.

This woman is the kind he has set his sights on recently, the kind that he is determined to win.

That morning, Ximen Qing was wandering on the street as usual.

As he was walking, a wooden stick suddenly fell down and hit his head.

What's wrong?

Dare to make ground on Tai Sui’s head?

Ximen Qing was furious and immediately raised his head to see which one was desperate...

As soon as I looked up, I became obsessed.

The window in the attic was half open, and a woman blushed and apologized in a hurry: "Young master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm supporting the window, and the stick accidentally fell down..."

At that moment, Ximen Qing felt that his soul was instantly hooked away.

In his heart, this woman's appearance and charming charm were better than all the wives and concubines in his family.

Which family’s little lady is this?

Why have you never seen it before?

"It's okay, you don't have to take it to your heart."

After a moment of silence, Ximen Qing came to his senses, smiled generously, then picked up the small wooden stick on the ground and said, "Miss, don't go downstairs, I'll bring the stick to you."

The woman was stunned: "Ah? Why do you bother the young master?"

"It's okay!"

Ximen Qing smiled and walked into the room with the little wooden gen.

As a result, the woman walked down from the attic and took the small wooden stick shyly.

"Young Master, I'm so embarrassed... your head is fine?"

"I'm sorry, okay, go and do it, I'll leave first."

After saying that, Ximen Qing turned around and left.

Of course, this is just pretending, and it can also be called playing hard to get. Let’s leave a good impression on the other party first.

After walking for a while, Ximen Qing quietly turned back and went to a tea shop not far from the attic.

The owner of this tea shop is called Wang Po. He is an old woman who has been widowed for many years. She is eloquent and has a very lively mind.

In addition to running a tea shop, he also helps people as a matchmaker or delivers children and earns some extra money.

"Oh, Ximen Master, you are really a rare guest..."

As soon as he saw Ximen Qing appear, Wang Pochun came up with him with a breeze.

Although Ximen Qing is not a regular visitor, he occasionally comes with his friends. Besides, how could Wang Po not be warmly welcomed by a rich young man like this?

Ximen Qing said a few perfunctory words, and then began to inquire: "Wang Po, there is a little lady in the attic in front of her. She is quite beautiful. Whose little lady is it?"

"Oh? Did the Ximen official see her?"

"Hehe, just now she put the window and the stick fell down and hit me."

"So that's what it is..." Wang Po smiled meaningfully: "She is called Pan Yinlian. Not long after she got married, she is a famous beauty on our street."

Ximen Qing couldn't help but praise: "Pan Yinlian? Good name."

"What a pity..." Wang Po curled her lips: "A flower was inserted into cow dung."

"Oh?" Ximen Qing asked anxiously as soon as he heard that there was a show, "What's going on?"

"Well..." Wang Po wanted to speak but stopped.

"Old chicken!"

Ximen Qing cursed inwardly.

However, he smiled and found a small incision of silver and handed it over.

Sure enough, Wang Po was excited after getting the silver and started to explain.

"This Pan Yinlian was originally a maid from a wealthy family in the countryside. Because of her beautiful appearance, she was attracted by the master.

One day, the old guy took advantage of his wife's absence and forced Pan Yinlian to the room...

Afterwards, the old guy promised to take Pan Yinlian as his concubine.

Unfortunately, the wife of the family was a jealous woman. When she learned that her husband wanted to take a concubine, she beat Pan Yinlian to death.

This is fine. In order to exert a bad temper, I asked someone to inquire and actually gave Pan Yinlian to Wu Dalang, who sold sesame cakes in the city..."

Hearing these words, Ximen Qing was shocked: "Wu Dalang? Is Wu Dalang, who is known as the Three-inch Nail?"

If you want to talk about Wu Dalang, he is also a well-known person in Qiantang County... mainly because he is too recognizable.

It has been more than twenty years since I was a teenager to sell sesame cakes.

The man is dark, ugly and short, as tall as a child of a few years old, so he is called "Three-inch Nail".

After selling sesame cakes for twenty years, I am still a pauper.

Fortunately, my ancestors left a small attic, which was a little dilapidated, and at least I had my own small nest.

"No, Ximen Official thought he had met Wu Dalang. It was really aggrieved to marry Yinlian."

Ximen Qing looked happy, folded his fan and slapped his palm: "This is also a good thing..."

In fact, since Ximen Qing asked Pan Yinlian, Wang Po guessed the guy’s thoughts.

For her, isn’t this a great opportunity?

So, his eyes rolled: "I wonder what the good thing Ximen Daguan Ren said meant?"

"Wang Po, everyone understands people, don't pretend to be in front of me.

In this way, you will find a way to ask Anemone to come to you and give me a chance to meet.

After the matter is done, I will definitely not treat you badly..."

If you have money to make money, how can Wang Po not be active?

Within two days, he made an appointment with Pan Yinlian to the teahouse on the excuse.

Then, Ximen Qing pretended to come to find Wang Po... and then, he met Pan Yinlian again.

Seeing Ximen Qing appear, Pan Yinlian did not avoid it and shyly stepped forward to see her and greeted her.

Then, Wang Po used the excuse to say that she went downstairs to get something, and only Ximen Qing and Pan Yinlian were left on the floor...

However, Ximen Qing did not rush and always played the role of a handsome young man.

He has to slowly enjoy the process of conquering the beauty, so that he will willingly fall into his arms... In this way, he will feel more accomplished.

In the following days, under the arrangement of Wang Po, the two "accidentally" met" several times in the teahouse.

As the saying goes, one rebirth, two rebirth.

Speaking of which, Pan Yinlian is not actually a good bird.

If she is really a serious woman, how could she stay alone with a man with her husband on her back?

It is considered a real encounter, so it should be avoided.

But she did not. Instead, she sat calmly with Ximen Qing and drank and told her pain.
To be continued...
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