Chapter 6 Someone in the room

Behind the kitchen, in the yard filled with the smell of slurry, a shirtless bandit came out of the tent, got off the bamboo couch, and lit the oil lamp.

He stared at Han Ximeng and Zheng Haizhu in surprise.

It was like a toad in a mud pond staring at a pair of swans.

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "This is the seedlings collected by the boss and the second boss. Please lock them up here first and then complete the house in a few days. You open the door and escort them in. I'll go to the stove to get them some food."

The shirtless guy wanted to stick his eyes to the two women.

After a moment of ignorance, he understood the instructions of the woman, sucked the saliva back from the air-exposed teeth, picked up the keychain at his waist, and opened the mottled door panel with a jingling.

The door opened, a ball of darkness, and a feces stinking that was even worse than the yard in the yard hit the face. There were intermittent sounds of "huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It turned out to be a not-small cattle.

The shirtless man picked up the oil lamp of the pottery tray and illuminated the wooden boards raised by a few stones in the corner of the wall: "You guys sleep here."

After saying that, he glanced at Zheng Haizhu's tied wrists, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He turned around and went out and locked the door again.

The shed is close to the thatched roof, and there are two small skylights.

The faint light of the starry night leaked into the shed, better than nothing, helping Zheng Haizhu's eyes adapt to the darkness.

She tried her best to stretch her wrist a little, increase her ability to move, then squatted down and unbuttoned her burden, shook out three or four robes from it, knelt on the dirty wooden board, spreading it out with difficulty.

Han Ximeng looked at her weakly.

Two hours ago, on the boat, Zheng Shoukuan cut off his rope with hidden scissors, Zheng Haizhu ordered the little nephew to dive and escape and report to the official, but she stayed.

Han Ximeng has taken in this pair of aunts and nephews from Fujian who came to join with craftsmanship for half a year.

When watching the dragon boat on the Dragon Boat Festival, she was squeezed into the water on the bridge. Zheng Haizhu jumped down very quickly to save her from going ashore. Therefore, she knew that Zheng Haizhu was very good at water.

But Han Ximeng is a land duck.

Today, Zheng Haizhu did not leave her behind.

At that time, Zheng Shoukuan crawled out of the bamboo screen at the stern of the boat like a loach and slid into the river. Zheng Haizhu moved her palms with difficulty, found the menstrual belt from the bag, found two dye porcelain bottles of water red and black green, poured them in the center of the cloth, and said to Han Ximeng with a firm determination, "I'll put them on for you."

Facts have proved that this move did deceive the bandit leader and won time to protect Han Ximeng's innocence.

At this moment, Han Ximeng just looked at the maid who had been in silence for a while but brought him a sense of security several times.

She didn't plan to ask questions like "Can A Kuan call the official army from the inspection department you are instructing?"

As the master, quietness and strength are also an encouragement to loyal subordinates when waiting in desperate situations.

Zheng Haizhu put on the silk clothes and turned around to Han Ximeng and said, "Miss, let's take a break first."

Han Ximeng sat up, moved in, leaned against the wall made of thatched grass and yellow mud, and said softly: "You can lean on it like this, be more comfortable. Don't sleep for now. Didn't the woman say she would cook for us? We have to eat, otherwise we would have no strength to go out."

Zheng Haizhu was quite pleased to see that she had no energy and energy.

Then he climbed onto the wooden board, closed his eyes and rested for a moment, and said, "Miss, I dare to ask, "What kind of villain did the Han Mansion offend before?"

Han Ximeng understood what she meant and agreed, "I also think it's strange. When the one-eyed dragon robbed the boat, he broke into the cabin door and called out my boudoir name. But when my father was an official, his official voice was clear and his uncle had always been in love with the painting. How could he say about political enemies in the officialdom? My family did not force and abuse the tenants and employees in the shops. Who could he offend?"

"Who knows except me and Shoukuan this time?"

Han Ximeng denied: "How could someone else know? If they go to report to their uncles and aunts, we will come to Suzhou, and the uncle and aunt will definitely be so anxious that they will send the housekeeper to chase him. The embroidery senior has a perverse temper and doesn't like such a voice. But I was afraid that my uncle and aunt would be so scared that I reported to the official, so I left only a letter saying that I was visiting the masters in Suhu area."

Zheng Haizhu nodded and pondered: "In Gusu City, when we visited that senior, we also concealed our identity. Shoukuan's mouth was very tight, and he helped clean the courtyard every day in the embroidery workshop, so he would not reveal anything. Oh... hiss."

Halfway through Zheng Haizhu, she was suddenly bitten by mosquitoes. The mosquitoes in the Beginning of Autumn were as fierce as tigers. The mosquitoes in this watery land were particularly poisonous. They bit people like thorns and thorns. The tingling and itchyness came together, making her scream instinctively.

Han Ximeng smiled bitterly and joked: "The mosquito has just fallen in love with you? I have been bitten several times."

The two were raising their hands to blow mosquitoes, but when they heard the end of the sheep pen, a man's voice suddenly came from: "Two, let's give you the mosquito net."

Even with this gentle and pleasant voice, Han and Zheng were really shocked.

There is still a man locked in this thatched greenhouse?

...

There was a slight sound deep in the greenhouse, and the man seemed to be stepping on a bamboo couch. Then, the sheep in the circle, who had been sleeping at night, felt someone passing by and shouted again.

The sound of the chains went from far to near, and only after the figure walked to the skylight could Zheng Haizhu see the general outline of the man.

He has a medium figure and the robe he wears should be the most commonly worn straight man in Ming Dynasty. He holds a ball of things in his hands and stretches out a long pole.

The man stood seven or eight steps away, and did not approach him anymore, and slowly said: "Just just now, I was afraid that the two of them would be scared and cramped late at night. I didn't speak immediately, thinking of waiting for dawn to say that, but I didn't intend to eavesdrop on the two of them to sue them. If I had a hard time, the girl came to get the hemp tent. There were bamboo poles at the four corners of the tent, and it would be inserted on the ground."

Seeing that the man was also a prisoner who was sympathetic and polite, Han Ximeng said without wanting to disobey his good wishes and ordered Zheng Haizhu, "Go and thank you, gentleman."

Zheng Haizhu hurried forward, took the tent, bowed to thank him, and asked curiously: "Those bandits actually gave the sir a mosquito net?"

The man said, "It was brought by a young bandit during the day. I heard the guard call him the second leader. It is indeed strange that the bandits who robbed me were all fierce and evil. However, the second leader I saw after I came in was kind and happy."

Han Ximeng stood up, regardless of whether the other party could see it or not, so he made a blessing gift and said, "Sir, why are they kidnapped?"

The man sighed and said, "They robbed my money and killed my servants, but did not kill me, but tied them up to the bandit's nest and kept them first, and did not ask me to write a letter to ask for ransom. I guess I should hand me over to my enemy. The deadline I have to set aside, maybe in these few days."

When Han Ximeng heard this, he couldn't tell whether it was a kind of compassion that hurt the kind of people, or the chivalrous spirit in his bones suddenly emerged in danger, and said calmly: "Sir, don't give up on yourself. Do what you think you can escape from the sky. Even if you encounter an unexpected accident, please tell me at this moment. If you guess who the enemy is, you can tell me. If my maid and I can go out, it's better to inform you of your family and report to you to the teacher."
Chapter completed!