Chapter 209 World 9 (VI)
In the dream, although Zhang Qingping is married to Mr. Lu, she remains deeply devoted to Lu Yuanhui. Baoshan, on the other hand, is the complete opposite, being labeled "fickle" and "shameless."
Wei Mao was poisoned to death while trying to save Lu Yuanhui. The only thing he cared about before his death was the precious fan that had just been married into his family.
Because of Wei Mao, Lu Yuanhui took good care of the precious fan.
But he was busy with the various affairs of the Northern Pacification Office and rarely visited Baoshan in person, only instructing his subordinates to look after her. As for Baoshan's monthly expenses, Lu Yuanhui also used his salary to provide enough money for a weak woman to survive. But Baoshan was a widow at home, and troubles often arose. When her father learned of his son-in-law Wei Mao's death, his first thought was to ask Baoshan for the money.
Bao Shan was a timid person by nature, and under her father's constant persuasion, she gave him most of her savings to pay off his gambling debts. But her father did not restrain himself, and when the men from the gambling den broke into the house, Bao Shan, who had never seen such a scene before, was immediately panicked.
She seeks help from Lu Yuanhui, her husband's former boss, who helps Baoshan settle her gambling debts.
In the empty room, Lu Yuan turned his back to the treasure fan and asked if he could send two guards to protect the treasure fan.
Baoshan raised her eyes and looked at Lu Yuanhui's broad, reassuring back, as if she saw Wei Mao.
At that moment, Baoshan had some strange idea.
She knew very well that she was extremely cowardly and could not live without a man by her side.
Before she got married, she relied on her father, but her father was not a reliable man.
After getting married, she relied on Wei Mao for her life, but Wei Mao was dead. So now... who should she rely on?
If she could get close to the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, who would bully her in the future?
Baoshan was born in a humble family. Her father was just a small peddler. This made her not very knowledgeable. She thought that all men in the world were the same and no one would reject a woman who threw herself into his arms.
If she took the initiative, Lu Yuanhui would naturally hold her in his arms.
Baoshan gently combed her hair, revealing her beautiful face. She leaned over in front of Lu Yuanhui and handed him tea. Her soft lips uttered words of respectful thanks, but her waist was soft and weak.
Although this action was subtle, every frown and movement revealed a seductive attitude.
Lu Yuanhui didn't take the tea, but looked at Baoshan coldly: "Wei Mao has treated you well, don't let him feel disheartened in the underworld."
After that, Lu Yuanhui never came to see the treasure fan again, but he still gave it the monthly supply as usual.
Because of what Lu Yuan said in reply, Bao Shan stayed in bed for a long time, looking depressed.
Ever since Wei Mao left, she has to light a red candle every night before she can fall asleep.
Bao Shan closed her eyes and could only recall Lu Yuanhui's cold and contemptuous expression. Wei Mao was still worried about her when he died, but she wanted to seduce others. It was really disgusting...
In the dream, Lu Yuanhui and Zhang Qingping passed each other, and he deliberately ignored the affection on Zhang Qingping's face.
Lu Yuanhui heard news about Baoshan again, that is, Baoshan's reputation has been ruined. The guards responsible for protecting Baoshan showed a conflicted look on their faces, saying that Baoshan was on good terms with many men, and it seemed that... she wanted to remarry.
However, these men were willing to spend time with Baoshan under the moonlight and hold her soft body, but they were unwilling to marry her.
Following Lu Yuanhui's instructions, the guards stayed beside the precious fan.
If any man wanted to do anything bad to the precious fan, she would immediately appear and break his hands.
Therefore, the most inappropriate behavior of other men and Baoshan was to touch the soft and boneless hands.
But at this point, the dead Wei Mao was already regarded as nothing.
The guards often followed Baoshan and felt more and more sorry for her.
Her husband is no longer alive, and her parents are unreliable. How can she survive alone with such a cowardly character?
Lu Yuanhui seemed to realize something and glanced at the guard.
The guard quickly lowered his head, worried that Lu Yuanhui would know that he had once held that soft and tender hand in his arms.
The next time she heard the news about Baoshan, she softened her heart and dodged the guards to secretly meet her gambler father. As a result, she was caught by the people in the gambling house and threatened with a knife. She lost her grip and Baoshan became the victim of the knife.
Lu Yuanhui was silent for a long time, then ordered people to bury the precious fan and Wei Mao together, and called back the guards.
The fact that a woman like Baoshan, even before her husband's body was cold, was already thinking about having an affair further demonstrated the value of true love. Lu Yuanhui encountered Zhang Qingping, and for once, he didn't ignore her. He stopped and asked Zhang Qingping a question without thinking.
"If the one you love dies, will you stay with him?"
Zhang Qingping's eyes were firm: "Of course."
Sweating profusely.
Chen Zhang sniffed the fragrance at the tip of his nose, and his earlobes couldn't help but turn red. He patted Bao Shan's shoulder and called out, "Sister-in-law, wake up quickly."
Baoshan's eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked at the group of Jinyiwei in black and gold robes standing in the room. The pain on his neck in the dream had not yet subsided.
Baoshan's long eyelashes moved slightly, and tears filled her eyes. She lightly pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and slowly stood up.
Chen Zhang looked at Baoshan and thought that she must have been sad for a long time.
Chen Zhang had never imagined that a weak woman like Bao Shan would dare to visit Wei Mao's body alone. She even stayed with him all night, which showed the deep affection between the two.
But Wei Mao has passed away, and Baoshan’s life will probably be much more difficult in the future.
Chen Zhang said, "Sister-in-law, please go back to your room and rest first. As for the funeral arrangements, I will naturally take care of them."
Bao Shan stood up, her steps somewhat unsteady. She said softly, "Trouble you, Brother Chen."
Not long after Bao Shan and Wei Mao got married, there was still some red paper on the window frames of their home. After a while, the red paper was torn off and replaced with dazzling white.
White silk fluttered under the eaves, and white paper burned in a brazier in the courtyard, accompanied by crackling sounds from the charcoal in the brazier.
Baoshan snuggled on the bed, holding an egg boiled in hot water in her hand, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and gently pressed it against her red and swollen eyes.
Everything he saw in the dream was so real that Baoshan had to believe it.
Although she had a father and mother, it was her relatives who pushed her into the abyss and caused her to die.
Bao Shan thought carefully. Now that she no longer had Wei Mao's protection, she had a large house and a lot of money. It wouldn't be long before other people would covet her.
If Baoshan wants to find someone to rely on, remarrying is the best option.
But she did the same in the dream, but the men around her only wanted to have a beautiful woman in their arms. When it came time to get married and have children, they still wanted to find an unmarried girl who had not left the attic.
Bao Shan could certainly use some trickery to find a good man to marry, but those men had no meritorious service, no power, and were unlikely to protect her if she encountered danger.
Baoshan lowered his eyelids and had something in mind.
If she became the person in the short play, surrounded by a bright ball of light, standing next to the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
No matter if they are from the gambling house or other people with dirty intentions, they are not allowed to get close to us.
As for the scene in the dream where Baoshan offered his kindness but was ruthlessly rejected by Lu Yuanhui, Baoshan did not take it seriously.
At that time, she was too proactive in trying to please others. You have to understand the relationship between men and women.
If anyone takes the initiative, he will naturally be at a disadvantage.
Besides, Wei Mao saved Lu Yuanhui. How could Lu Yuanhui be so anxious to take the treasure fan into his arms when Wei Mao's body was still warm?
Bao Shan had made up her mind and was determined to obtain Lu Yuanhui's lifelong protection. However, she couldn't rush into this matter, as it might annoy her. She needed to take it step by step.
Lu Yuan returned and presented the retrieved map of the vast land to His Majesty. All the seven talented and extraordinary people from the Lin State who had been captured were imprisoned in the dungeon.
His Majesty was pleased. Although the three provinces and six ministries obeyed his orders, they were still constrained by other officials. Catching a thief required careful consideration.
They are nothing like the Jinyiwei, who would start working non-stop as soon as the emperor gave the order.
His Majesty left behind a batch of rewards. Lu Yuanhui's expression remained unchanged. He left the palace and went to the dungeon.
Imprisoned within were the thieves who had stolen the Jiangshan Wanli Tu. All of them were now unrecognizable. Especially the one who had killed Wei Mao with the silver needle. Lu Yuanhui had not only used every poison he had found on him, but also had him kept alive.
Lu Yuan looked back at the half-dead thief with a slightly cold expression.
The clerk who was guarding the thief stepped forward and said, "Commander-in-Chief, although this thief has medicine to keep him alive, he won't last for many days. If he dies, what should we do with him..."
Lu Yuan replied calmly, "When I die, I will be dragged to Wei Mao's tomb and my bones will be crushed and scattered to ashes."
The thief, who was originally drowsy, suddenly felt a chill all over his body after hearing these words.
The clerk shuddered and said hurriedly, "Yes."
Lu Yuanhui left the dungeon and saw Chen Zhang. He asked, "How is it?"
Chen Zhang bowed and said, "Everything is done properly. Just one thing..."
Lu Yuan looked back at him.
Chen Zhang showed his pity: "My sister-in-law was so sad that she slept next to Wei Mao's coffin all night.
She looks weak and sad, I'm afraid she might suffer from heart disease..."
Lu Yuanhui's eyes darkened slightly.
It was the day of Wei Mao's burial.
The yard was filled with mournful music, which kept blowing in a sobbing voice.
Wei Mao's coffin was placed in the center of the main hall. Bao Shan's knees buckled, and she knelt on the mat. She had removed all her jewelry, not even her hairpins. Her jet-black hair was uncombed, tied with a snow-white silk cloth, and then fell softly around her waist.
Baoshan was dressed in white, and her waist was so thin that it could not be held in one hand.
Because of the sadness of these days, I have become more fragile.
Baoshan had no makeup on, and her pretty face was slightly pale, with only the circles around her eyes, which were a hint of crimson.
She let the person beside her kneel and stand up on the mat, coming and going.
Baoshan stared blankly at the coffin with her beautiful eyes, and her eye circles instantly became redder.
When Lu Yuan returned, the many Jinyiwei in the room all called out softly, "Commander-in-Chief."
Baoshan looked in the direction of the voice.
What Lu Yuanhui saw was the beautiful woman looking sad.
She was dressed in mourning, her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Bao Shan was so slender that even when she was kneeling on the cushion, she attracted people's attention to her waist which was as flexible as a willow branch.
A woman should be pretty and filial.
The beauty does not need red flowers and green leaves as her accompaniment, she only wears mourning clothes, which sets off the beautiful colors around her.
She had a delicate posture, and her snow-white dress and the red corners of her eyes added a touch of sad and mournful beauty to her.
The vibrant colors of the precious fan were only accentuated by the blushing marks of sadness that appeared on his face.
This pitiful scene can't help but make people feel moved.
Although Lu Yuanhui had never seen the precious fan before, he recognized it at a glance. This was the precious fan that made Wei Mao worried.
Lu Yuan walked back to Bao Shan and looked at her with his head down.
Baoshan's soft lips trembled slightly, and along with the other Jinyiwei, she called out softly, "Sir?"
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