Wu Dalang's marriage to a wife soon became the hottest news in Qinghe County.
Under the influence of Wang Lin, a small official, many neighbors came to help.
So Wang Lin stopped taking care of this matter and left everything to Xue Po.
He himself, one man, one horse and one gun, set off for Yuncheng County to visit Chao Gai and Wu Yong.
He thought about it again and again and decided not to use vulgar etiquette.
A hero like Chao Gai regards money as dirt, so giving him yellow and white things will make him unhappy and fall into the trap of cliché.
Pan Jinlian took Pang Chunmei to the door of his house.
"Lin Lang, from now on I will not go out unless there is something urgent, so as not to cause trouble again. I just hope that Lin Lang will go and come back soon, and don't make me wait in a hurry."
Pan Jinlian was reluctant to leave.
Wang Lin was silent for a moment and nodded: "That's fine. Jin Lian, I'll be there for seven or eight days, or two or three days, so I won't be delayed for too long."
As he spoke, he hugged the girl directly, regardless of whether there was anyone around, and squeezed her cheeks affectionately before getting on the horse and galloping away.
Pan Jinlian's pretty face turned red.
She actually found it quite useful, and had long been accustomed to Wang Lin's seemingly shocking little movements, as well as various body language expressions of intimacy.
Pang Chunmei watched with envy in her heart.
She also wanted the official to give her a hug.
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It’s actually not that far from Qinghe County to Yuncheng County.
If we hurry up, it can only take two hours at most.
But Wang Lin could only sway on his horse, patiently walking slowly and leisurely, not just to enjoy the scenery along the way, mainly because he had just started riding and was not yet proficient in it.
However, horse riding does not require too much technical content, it is just something that practice makes perfect.
Therefore, when Wang Lin arrived at Yuncheng County, it was already dusk.
A small, quaint city is right in front of you. The city wall is about seven or eight meters high, and the size of the city seems to be about the same as that of Qinghe County.
Wang Lin hesitated slightly on the horse.
He felt that it was getting late and it seemed impolite to visit at this time, so he decided to stay overnight in Yuncheng County and then go to Xixi Village tomorrow morning.
Although the county town is small, it is well-equipped and the city is very prosperous.
Especially at this time of year, it was the time when vendors and footmen were hawking along the streets, merchants from all walks of life came to the city to sell goods, or people from the county went out to go home. Wang Lin led the horse and slowly followed the crowd into the city without knowing the direction.
, walked completely casually, and soon found an inn called "Yelai" to stay.
In these days, fine clothes are the best ID card, so the store naturally arranged the best private room for him.
There are only single rooms, no double rooms, and no Simmons or latex mattresses.
Of course, there is also a wonderful thing, you can invite a young lady to your home in a big way.
After washing his face for a while, he went out, caught the shop assistant at the door and asked with a smile: "Second servant, I have heard about the name of Song Yasi in this county for a long time, so I went to visit him specially. I wonder where he lives?"
Song Yasi Song Jiang is the number one figure in Yuncheng County.
Although he is only a minor official, his reputation is much higher than that of the county magistrate. There are many outsiders coming to the county to look for Song Jiang, so the waiter is not surprised.
The waiter looked Wang Lin up and down, and saw that he was well-dressed and well-dressed, so he did not dare to neglect him and said respectfully: "Little Master, Song Asi's family is in Songjiazhuang in the west of the city, but he also has a job in the city, so
In the Chaihuo Lane not far ahead, Xiao Langjun went out and looked straight, if he saw two red lanterns hanging at the door, that would be it."
"Thank you very much." Wang Lin handed over his hand and left.
The small town is as big as the palm of your hand, with only three or five streets and lanes, and a population of less than 10,000. In the previous life, it was only about the size of a small community.
Wang Lin quickly found the Song Jiang apartment the waiter mentioned, but no one answered the door after knocking for a long time.
Coming to visit Song Jiang was just a last-minute idea. Since we had no chance to meet him, it was okay.
Wang Lin was about to return when he heard a low cry coming from the end of the firewood alley.
Out of curiosity, I walked over and saw an old woman and a young woman kneeling on the ground in a small courtyard. There was a corpse on a mat in the courtyard, covered with a white sheet.
There were seven or eight neighbors standing at the door watching the fun and whispering.
It turns out that this family of three, surnamed Yan, were originally from Tokyo. They came to Shandong to visit relatives two months ago but failed to live in Yuncheng County. Unexpectedly, the house leaked and it rained all night. Yan died of an emergency the night before. The mother and daughter had no money to bury them, so they begged for help.
more than.
Wang Lin came closer and his eyes turned strange when he heard his surname was Yan.
He couldn't help but look carefully at the girl with tear-stained face. She was indeed graceful and graceful. She was dressed in plain clothes without makeup, which made her look even more unique. Especially those breasts that looked like they had been cut off... so big.
Even though Wang Lin is as well-informed as Wang Lin, he can't help but take another look.
The Yan Po cried out to everyone: "I beg you all the noble neighbors to help my little girl Xijiao find a good family to marry. She can be a maid or a concubine. As long as you can give me some money and let the slave bury the man!"
Selling a daughter to bury her husband.
When Yan Xijiao heard this, she cried even harder, and her breasts trembled to the point of dazzling her eyes.
The neighbors all sighed and said nothing, but no one stepped forward to help. They just looked sideways at Wang Lin and subconsciously avoided him.
Wang Lin thought for a moment and then walked in.
He knew very well that this would not be the second Yan Xijiao.
It's obvious that her mother and her husband haven't met Song Jiang yet, but they let themselves bump into him this time. Maybe it's a coincidence, or maybe the plot has changed.
Whatever.
Suddenly, she saw a handsome young man from a wealthy family walking into the courtyard, with gorgeous clothes and good looks. Yan Po was overjoyed and thought that the savior had arrived. She hurriedly took two steps on her knees, grabbed Wang Lin's leg and cried out in distress.
"Ask me, my dear husband, for help."
Yan Xijiao also secretly looked at Wang Lin while crying, and actually felt a little secretly happy in her heart.
This is it. If it must be sold, Yan Xijiao certainly hopes to sell it to a good customer.
If you are a young man like Wang Lin, who seems to be rich, good-looking and about the same age, becoming a slave or concubine is not a loss.
Wang Lin frowned and shook off Yan Po with a little force.
He casually took out 10 taels of silver from his arms and gave it to Yan Po.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"
Yan Po thanked Wang Lin profusely and called Yan Xijiao to kowtow to Wang Lin.
Wang Lin smiled calmly, turned around and left, not even bothering to say a single unnecessary word.
To put it bluntly, he just saw how pitiful his mother-in-law was and gave him a few taels of silver as he wanted without thinking too much about it. As for whether she and Song Jiang were still destined to be together, that was not his concern.
Yan Po shouted: "My benefactor is staying here. May I ask what your name is?"
Wang Lin did not stop, waved his hand behind him and said: "My surname is Wang, my name is Lin, I am from Qinghe County."
He thought to himself that when he met Song Jiang one day, he could say, "I saved your little wife back then." He wondered what that guy would think.
Everyone was immediately startled, looking at Wang Lin's retreating figure, and exclaimed: "Could it be Wang Lin, the tiger-fighting hero from Qinghe County? How could he appear here in Yuncheng County?"
"What a heroic and heroic little official!"
Yan Xijiao raised her head and stared blankly for a moment, then lowered her head again but wiped away her tears and stopped crying.
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Speechless all night.
When he got up in the morning, Wang Lin had some breakfast and then left Yuncheng County and rushed to Xixi Village.
It's done in half an hour.
Wang Lin asked the villagers for directions, led his horse to the gate of Chao Gai Manor, clasped his fists and smiled at the servant guarding the gate: "Please inform Mr. Chao that Wang Lin from Qinghe County is visiting!"