Chapter 7
(Thirteen) The Cunning Merchant Thirteen
According to Yunniang's internal network, Wei Zhen and the emperor said that the young marquis would steal the country's stray cats today, steal the food from the country's granary tomorrow, and steal the country the day after tomorrow, so he should be severely punished and taught a lesson.
Look, as the ruler of a country, the emperor not only has to think about how to stabilize the border areas and prevent foreign invasions every day, but he also has to care about things like which young man picked up a few cats and took them home to raise for fun.
How unfortunate.
I thought of Yunniang again. Somehow, I always felt that Yunniang looked weird today.
But I can’t say what’s weird about it.
I was deeply moved by this and felt that life is really not happy.
I sighed deeply, sat up from the bed, and stared at the dark room in boredom.
Since I couldn't sleep, I simply changed into a dark men's suit and went out for a walk.
Thinking this, I swaggered out the door.
Maybe it was because the young marquis was on my mind, and somehow I wandered outside the marquis's mansion.
I looked at the high walls of the Marquis's mansion and suddenly felt sad.
I probably won’t be able to climb over this thick wall in my lifetime.
Just like the love between me and the young marquis, there are countless such walls between us.
A voice suddenly exploded behind me, "Who is it?"
In the quiet night, his sudden voice beside me scared me and I turned around to see a sneaky man in night clothes standing behind me.
When the man saw me turn around, he probably saw my face clearly. He let out a long sigh and said, "It's okay as long as you have a face. If you have a face, you're not a ghost. You scared me to death. You deserve to die."
I glared at him angrily, "Looking at you wearing night clothes and wandering around the Marquis's mansion in the middle of the night, I knew you were not a good person. You even scared me to death."
Only then did I notice that the man was carrying an extra-large iron cage in his hand.
I looked at him again. He had a strong build, a resolute face and very bright eyes.
He looks very familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him before.
In his hand he was holding a huge iron cage covered with black cloth.
Looking back at the scenes together, my hair stood on end for a moment.
I thought of the perverted murderer in the rumors, who dismembered the person after killing him, put him in an iron cage and threw him away.
Thinking of this, my desire to fight with the other party instantly disappeared by half.
And, it was obvious that the person looked even more frightened than I was.
He looked at me, but still said stubbornly: "Who are you? What bad things are you planning to do here in the middle of the night? Tell the truth quickly, and I will spare your life."
It was even scarier when I thought about how he seemed more scared than I was.
Who would understand? A strange man wearing night clothes and carrying a large iron cage appeared near the Marquis's mansion in the middle of the night and looked even more panicked than a weak woman like me.
Who would be so sneaky as to appear near the young marquis's residence in the middle of the night?
"You are the one who wants to do something bad in the middle of the night?" I bravely pointed at him and asked him back.
Just when we were on the verge of a fight, two soft meows came from the cage.
I was stunned for a moment, then realized that there was a cat in his cage.
(14) The cunning Shang Thirteen
I rushed forward, snatched the cage, opened it, and let all the cats go.
The man wasn't angry when he saw me let the cat run away.
He held his head high and looked at me with disdain.
"Are you satisfied now?" he asked me in a haughty tone.
I got mad at him when I saw him pretending to be so important. "Why are you pretending to be such a big shot? You cat abuser, you deserve a beating, don't you?"
I pointed at him and cursed him angrily.
Who knew that instead of getting angry, the man started laughing.
"Are you the cunning Shang Shisan that people in the underworld are talking about?" the man asked me with a smile.
I was stunned for a moment, looking up and down at this strong and tall man and asked, "Who are you?"
A group of men in black tights appeared behind him at some point. They all stood in the same position, with their hands behind their backs, in two rows, side by side behind the man.
"Damn, you know what, this posture looks kind of handsome." I muttered to myself when I saw this.
I then knelt down.
"Sir, please spare my life!" I shouted cowardly.
The man smiled even more happily when he saw me like this.
"You have quite a good eye." After saying that, he turned around in a handsome manner.
Just when I was feeling relieved that I had escaped another disaster, I heard him say, "Come here, tie up this kneeling Shang Shisan and take him back."
Once again, I was kicked into a cell.
God can testify that I really didn’t do anything bad this time!
I helplessly covered my face and squirmed on the ground in pain.
Who understands me? I feel so wronged!
He was arrested again for no apparent reason.
This situation is really weird.
However, this time no one paid any attention to my twisted pain, as the yamen runners here were all unusually indifferent.
I lay on the ground with a decadent look on my face, my hands unconsciously playing with the piles of hay on the ground.
There was no other way. In the boring cell, there was only hay to play with, except for the rats that couldn't be caught.
Today is the third day that I have been waiting for the young marquis to come and rescue me. I am so bored.
I lay on the cold ground, waiting for the next meal to come.
Come to think of it, the Emperor is so busy. It will probably take some time for the young Marquis's application to save me to go through all the layers and reach the Emperor.
I must believe that the young marquis I love can definitely bring me back to freedom.
With a creaky sound, the heavy black iron door was opened.
A ray of light from outside shone into the dim cell.
I was still lying on the ground, too lazy to raise my head, waiting for the sound of the bowl hitting the ground.
This time, the sound did not come.
The young marquis' voice rang out: "Thirteen, get up quickly, I brought you a roast chicken."
As soon as I heard the word "roast chicken", I immediately got up from the ground.
I saw that the young marquis was still waving the roast chicken wrapped in oil paper in his hand at me with an innocent look.
I sat on the ground, spread the oil paper on the ground, and carefully tore open the roast chicken.
A scent of meat hits you in the face.
Who knew that the next second, the young marquis would deftly take apart one of my favorite chicken legs and start eating it.
"What are you doing?" I yelled with tears in my eyes.
"Eat chicken, what's wrong?" The young marquis was a little surprised to see me so excited. He slowly sucked on the chicken leg bone and said.
"Wow..." I started to feel sad again.
"My favorite big chicken drumstick, only one is left in an instant, woo woo woo."
Suddenly, I thought of my unhappy childhood, the young man who was cruelly rejected in marriage, the three-legged four-legged dog and the four-legged dog that humiliated it severely, the present time when I was thrown into jail after my love proposal was rejected, and the big chicken leg that I had lost forever and was eaten by the young marquis.
The more I cried, the more excited I became, and I couldn't help but look up to the sky and sob.
"I am so broken. Why is my life so sad..."
Just as I was sitting on the ground screaming at the top of my lungs, I caught a glimpse of the young marquis deftly pulling off another chicken leg.
Then, amid my screams, he looked at me and calmly licked the skin of the chicken leg.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m going to kill you, you damn Gu Shaolian, I’m going to kill you!”
I gripped the iron bars of the cell with both hands and banged on the door.
"I'm going to kill you, you damned bastard! You stole my big chicken leg!" I shouted, getting angrier and angrier. "This is intolerable! I must kill you, Gu Shaolian!"
Reality is always like this, forcing you to settle for second best.
For example, I can only sadly eat the roast chicken that has lost its legs forever.
As I was sobbing and munching on the salty, crispy chicken, the young marquis suddenly slapped his forehead.
"Oh, I remember now." The young marquis said to himself.
"What did you remember?" I asked curiously while chewing the roast chicken.
"I forgot to tell the emperor to let you out." The young marquis said with great sorrow.
I was stunned for a moment, then looked at the young marquis.
"But you told me three days ago that you were going to let me go. Why haven't you told the Emperor yet?"
"I always felt like I forgot to mention something when I met with the Emperor these days. It turns out it's about you."
I thought about it and thought it wouldn’t be a problem to stay a few more days, so I waved my hand casually.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. It's just a few more days in jail. It doesn't matter."
The young marquis's expression suddenly became complicated.
He frowned and said to me, "But the emperor has ordered that you be brought before the crowd at noon today and spanked 100 times."
The chicken in my hand slipped silently.
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