The wife of two taels of silver

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the occasional bird calls in the distance make the night even more quiet and long.

Zhao Hongwei tied the man to the pillar. Before he could ask, Zhao Hongwei heard a dripping sound.

Zhao Hongwei nodded his head and was scared to death when he saw Hu Yong, the coward.

Zhao Hongwei's expression twisted for a moment, then he took two steps back, stood two meters away, and looked at Hu Yong expressionlessly.

"Sir, sir!" Hu Yong's body was shaking like a sieve. He had long been sobered up by the fright. He shouted, "Please spare my life, sir! I will never tell anyone. I will never tell anyone!"

Zhao Hongwei looked at the sword in his hand that had been with him for more than ten years, thought for two seconds, pulled out the sword, and weighed the scabbard in his hand. Even so, there was still some disgust on his face.

“Whoosh—”

The scabbard flew straight towards Hu Yong and hit his knee with a loud bang.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh──" Hu Yong screamed. He wanted to curl up his legs to relieve the pain, but he was tied tightly to the pillar and could not move at all.

Zhao Hongwei thought to himself that this scabbard was stained with urine and could not be used.

At this time, Zhao Hongwei really didn't want to see Hu Yong, so he walked out and waited in the yard for Gu An and Lin Haitang to arrive.

Half an hour later, Lin Haitang and Gu An pushed open the door of the yard.

The servants in this yard had long been ordered not to approach the house where Hu Yong was imprisoned. This house was at the easternmost end of the entire yard and generally no one went there.

"Sister-in-law!" Zhao Hongwei stood under the old elm tree with his arms folded. When he saw Lin Haitang, he stood up and greeted her.

Lin Haitang smiled and said, "Brother, thank you so much this time."

"Hey," Zhao Hongwei waved his hand and said, "It's just a small matter, don't take it to heart."

Gu An tied the horse to a tree and asked, "Brother, how is it?"

Zhao Hongwei shook his head and said, "I didn't interrogate him. The bastard kept begging for mercy and said he wouldn't tell anyone."

Lin Haitang frowned slightly, and the three of them looked at each other, their expressions not looking very good.

The three of them stopped talking and walked in.

Lin Haitang looked at the man tied to the pillar, who looked like a beggar begging on the street.

"You said that it was Princess Anle's husband who asked you to burn down the academy?" Lin Haitang asked.

Hu Yong nodded hurriedly, his tone tinged with fear. "Yes, Princess, it was your husband who asked me to burn it. Please forgive me. I will never tell anyone!"

When Princess Anle first entered the capital, the emperor personally welcomed her and many people went to watch the excitement. Hu Yong was no exception. He even sat in the front row and saw what Princess Anle looked like.

Lin Haitang's face was gloomy, and she stared at Hu Yong with sharp eyes. She said, "How did he find you? Tell me every word."

Hu Yong's legs were still shaking. He was almost scared to death, so he didn't dare to hide anything. He recalled the scene of that day in his mind and began to explain tremblingly: "That day was the ninth day of the seventh month..."

July 9th, Qingyang Academy.

School is about to end, and not only are the students ready to go, but even the laborers are thinking about buying something after school.

Qingyang Academy is neither big nor small. There are many servants. Some of them have signed a contract to sell themselves and need to live here. Some of them are laborers recruited from outside to do some physical work. They need to go home and live there and receive their monthly salary on time.

Hu Yong is one of them. Every time he comes home from work, his mother reminds him to pick up some vegetables.

The reason we picked vegetables was that it was almost evening when we got out of school in the afternoon, and the vegetable stalls were about to close, and there would be some vegetable leaves around the stalls.

Hu Yong never picks up things because he thinks it's embarrassing.

Hu Yong didn't understand his mother. He had a decent monthly salary, so why was she so frugal? Besides, they had a small vegetable patch behind their house, so they didn't need to buy groceries. So, even though his mother told him to pick up some vegetables every day, he pretended not to hear.

Finally, the students from wealthy families in the college finished school. After those children left, Hu Yong also walked out of the college.

At the entrance of the academy, Hu Yong saw You Dacai: "Old man You."

You Dacai turned around and saw that it was Hu Yong. He laughed and scolded him, "You little bastard, you have no respect for your elders."

You Dacai is an old bachelor with no children. He is usually very nice to Hu Yong and will always think of bringing him some delicious food. Therefore, Hu Yong inevitably feels close to You Dacai.

"Brother, are you going home? Come on, I'll take you there." Hu Yong waved his hand and spoke in a very heroic manner.

You Dacai shook his head and said, "You should go home quickly. Your son and mother are waiting for you at home. I am in good health and don't need you to send me off."

Seeing You Dacai say this, Hu Yong did not force it and left first. However, Hu Yong did not go home, but went to the brothel, ordered a pot of wine, and ordered a girl.

Hu Yong stayed in the brothel for more than an hour before he staggered out.

The reason he came out was because he had spent all the money he had. If Hu Yong still had money on him, he would not go home all night.

Even at night, the streets of the capital are still bustling with lanterns hanging in the sky on both sides of the road, which is very beautiful.

Hu Yong was drunk. He picked his teeth with a toothpick and walked unsteadily. When people around him saw him, both men and women stayed away from him.

After leaving the city gate, Hu Yong held an empty wine bottle in one hand and a stick he had picked up from the road in the other, burping and saying, "Burp! ... Cuicui'er... You... burp! Your legs are so white..."

Cuicui'er was the girl he had just ordered from the brothel.

As he walked, Hu Yong felt his bladder was very tight. He looked around dizzily, found a tree, staggered over to it, pulled down his pants and started to urinate.

"Hiss~" Hu Yong shuddered. He shook his thing, stuffed it back into his pants, and walked forward with his eyes half closed.

Suddenly, Hu Yong was stopped in his tracks.

"Who is it?" Hu Yong looked impatient and waved his hand as if chasing a dog: "A good dog doesn't know if it blocks the road!"

It was night time now. Even if the moonlight was bright and the trees cast shadows, Hu Yong could not see the man's appearance clearly. He only felt that the man was as strong as a bamboo and was obviously not an ordinary cloth soldier. However, Hu Yong was in great trouble at the time and did not notice the difference. Instead, he said the above words as if he was asking for trouble.

Sure enough, the man didn't even make a move. Hu Yong only saw a shadow flash by. When he reacted, he was already lying on the ground, holding his stomach and crying in pain.

The pain sobered Hu Yong up a bit, "Have mercy! Big brother, have mercy! I really don't have a penny left!"

The man walked forward without saying a word, stepped on Hu Yong's fingers and crushed them.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!──” Hu Yong’s screams were endless.

Hu Yong didn't know how long he felt pain, he just felt that he had to wait for a long time before the man let go of his fingers.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh──" Hu Yong's right hand tightly grasped the palm of his left hand, and the fingers of his left hand were stepped on and became bloody.

Hu Yong was shaking with pain and crying with tears and snot streaming down his face.

Now, Hu Yong was completely sober.

"Are you sober?" The man finally spoke, his voice a little cold.

Hu Yong no longer dared to show any disrespect. Even though he was in so much pain that he felt like dying, he quickly knelt down and nodded repeatedly: "Wake up, wake up."

"I'll find you a job, would you do it?" The man's voice was indifferent, as if he didn't care about Hu Yong's answer at all.

Hu Yong knew in his heart that he had no choice but to agree to this job. He had to agree to it whether he wanted to or not.