The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 139
"Forgive me, girl!"

Yang Ling was terribly frightened, and everyone said that people should treat each other with care, but when they are away from home, anyone in the world can meet them, and the reason why a hero does not suffer from immediate losses made him quickly and politely talk to that man whose strength is overwhelmed. The girl said good things, but the girl smiled.

"Why spare your life? I just saved you, who wants your life!"

The red lady glanced at Yang Ling's handsome face, but didn't say the words "I can't bear to kill you" in her heart.

"Then this candle, this leather whip..."

As soon as Yang Ling wanted to go all out and survive, the other party was such a good-looking girl who had such a special hobby, so it was fine to play with it once in a while, and the worst thing was not to mention it to anyone from now on.So he lay down on the broken wooden bed next to him in the shape of "big":
"Then you have strong hands, play it lightly, how many pieces should I take off?"

"What are you talking about?"

The red lady had never heard what Yang Ling thought of, she looked at Yang Ling in confusion and suddenly seemed to understand something, and explained to Yang Ling with the whip in her hand:
"Candle, I'm afraid it's the last candle in my house. You scholar, you can stay in the house if you want to. Do you know if you save some candles? I'm taking the whip to buy medicine for people, and it's for riding. My father is seriously ill again, and I have to go to the Tongshengtang pharmacy in the capital city to buy it, so I'm leaving!"

The red lady was really quick to say go away, she put the candle on the table and turned her face to leave, but Yang Ling stopped her with a word:

"Is the money enough to buy medicine?"

"Do you have any silver in your hand?" The red lady returned, and shyly opened her mouth to Yang Ling in a very difficult situation, "Lend me ten taels, no, five taels, and I will definitely pay you back when I have money."

"Here," Yang Ling felt in his bosom, the smallest piece of silver was ten taels, and he took out another piece, this one weighed 20 taels, and stuffed the two pieces of silver into the hands of the red lady, "Take it, It's business to see a doctor for our father, let's go and come back quickly!"

"I don't need so much!" The red lady's face changed from being frightened by the 30 taels of silver, her lips trembling slightly, and she said, "I... can't afford it."

"If you can't afford it, you don't have to pay it back. If you want to be my bodyguard, I invite you!"

"How much money do you have to be a poor scholar? With these tens of taels of silver, you can take the exam well and get a good reputation. Don't look at me too obsessed. I don't want to think about marriage too much right now... okay, I'll go buy medicine Already!"

"puff--"

Yang Ling heard a spout of hot water, he thought he was misunderstood by the red lady again, these dozens of taels of silver were nothing to him, not even pocket money, he had the business of Tianyi Building, 100 Ten thousand taels of silver is equivalent to the total investment of Daming's annual taxes, and the gross profit of several 10 taels of silver is still increasing rapidly. This is just opening...

The girl misunderstood that he was just a poor scholar rushing for the exam, but there was no need to expose it, so she said:
"What are you going to do if Sima Fei chases you?"

"Don't worry, it's absolutely safe here."

The red lady picked up the sword, and put the ten taels of silver lent by Yang Ling into a small purse, then put the purse against the meat, stuffed it with her hands because it was very important, and then left After entering the house, there was really a stable in the courtyard, and a poor-looking horse, as ugly as it was, was pulled out from it, got on the horse, beat the horse and whipped it, and left!
Yang Ling watched Hong Niangzi go to the direction of the capital, not knowing what to say.He remembered that he had just come back from time travel, more than half a year ago, when he received tens of taels of silver for the manuscript fee, his joyful mood. , when he held it in his hand to show him, he felt that he was the happiest man in the world, because——

That pure white silver, her snow-white hands, and her shining beautiful heart are more precious than anything else in this world!

It was at that moment that he was touched, that he worked hard and cheered up, wrote several novels, met Tang Yuanyou from then on, and started his own way to make a fortune.

The less money is, the harder it is to earn. If you have one tael and work hard, you can earn back two taels. If you have 1 taels, no matter how difficult it is to earn money, you can earn tens of thousands.This is the principle that money makes money.

It's useless to be emotional. Once the red lady left, Yang Ling always felt that this place was not safe. He had suffered a lot from living in a small village. Didn't he bring the little prince to live in Qingfengzhai last time, and almost died in it? ?This red lady is a Jianghu person, and her words probably don't make much sense. It's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself. Let's look at the environment.

Before it was dark, Yang Ling left the small shabby house and arrived at the family's small courtyard. Only then could he see clearly that this was a dilapidated small courtyard in the nearby countryside, and there were still a few locust trees planted in the courtyard. Trees, a handful of leeks, half-long green vegetables, it seems that this family has lived a hard life, and there are a few chickens scattered under the eaves-at first glance, they are chickens, but they are actually adult chickens. I can't get enough to feed, so I look like I'm stunted.

The ground near the chicken coop doesn't even have any dregs of feed left, and it's full of chicken paw prints. It seems that the chicken is really hungry, and it has dug the ground into countless deep ditches, digging the ground three feet. Animals, even ants are eaten, chickens are like this, the situation of people can be seen, it is too miserable.

Yang Ling is a person with a delicate mind and is very good at discovering details. Looking at this situation, he couldn't help feeling sour.This is a family with three rooms, the east main room is the one that just came out, the middle room is the stove, there seems to be another room over there, Yang Ling was a little curious, and thought that the red lady said to buy medicine for her father to see a doctor, Why doesn't her father come out?Are you in bed?Letting such a big girl go out to kill people alone, this father is bold enough.

Yang Ling's curiosity made him sneak up to another room carefully, and look through a gap in the door—the gap was big enough, and there was no one inside.

"Strange, where is her baby daddy?"

Yang Ling went in and checked to see that there was no one in the house, but when he went to the backyard, he saw a middle-aged man who looked very strong practicing sword. But it's very weird, I always feel that his movements have afterimages!

"Did I go to hell?"

Yang Ling rubbed his eyes while watching. The more he rubbed his eyes, the more he felt that the uncle's movements were weird, but the movement of this man holding the sword in his hand was very similar to the street uncle Yang Ling had seen practicing Tai Chi Sword. Slowly, but slowly When you look or feel an illusion, you find that the trick he uses in the next second is not what you think!

"It is certain that his kung fu is very powerful!" Yang Ling had this feeling faintly, but then thought, "Where is his illness?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" The uncle practiced for a while and suddenly a cough interrupted his movements. He opened his mouth, "Puff", spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and then coughed for a while...

"Ah! I'm really sick!" Yang Ling couldn't help but make a sound.

"Who?" The uncle found Yang Ling.

"Excuse me, are you the father of Miss Hong Niangzi?" Yang Ling was at a loss for words. He really didn't know how to deal with such a worldly master who lived in seclusion in an ordinary family.

"Oh," the middle-aged uncle slowly withdrew his sword move, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked in a deep voice, "Red lady, that's my daughter, I'm his father, who are you, young man."

"I am your son-in-law."

Yang Ling didn't know how to blurt out a sentence.After he finished speaking, he wished he could slap himself, this mouth was too much!

(End of this chapter)