Chapter 2 The hero saves the beauty and acts for heaven ()
According to the plots of ordinary TV, movies, and folk stories, it seems that he should kill the young master with one punch at this time, kick the two servants out of the door one by one, and then win the beauty to marry him. From then on, the prince and princess
Lived a happy life.
In fact, Chang Xiao doesn't think that the prince and princess will have a happy life, but this does not affect Chang Xiao's determination to save the beauty and do justice for heaven.
Chang Xiao stretched out his hand to grab the young master's neck, but his grasp was in vain. As soon as his fingers touched Mr. Chang's neck, it immediately dispersed like mist, making it impossible to catch him at all.
In his previous life, Chang Xiao would have found at least 10,000 ways to make this young man live and die, but now he can't even touch him, so how can he save people?
"Mr. Chang, please, I have made a promise to the eldest brother of the Wang family. I will be married in a month. Mr. Chang, please let me go..." The young lady's big eyes had long been filled with tears. At this time, she finally
I couldn't control the brush and it slid down, and then the thread broke like a pearl that couldn't be stopped anymore.
Mr. Chang laughed twice, put his index finger on the woman's pointed chin, raised the little lady's head slightly, put his mouth in, almost touching the woman's lips, and said softly:
"My dear wife, Wang Dashan is just a poor soldier. He has been a soldier all his life. How many times can he come back in a year? You will be a widow if you stay with him. This young master has broken your body. If you marry him again, he will definitely
He will be very happy. In the future, he will have to travel on official duties. At least he will be able to take care of him at home, so he has no worries. Maybe he will even have a son when he comes back from a trip. It is too late for him to be happy about such a cheap thing! "
The short servant behind Mr. Chang smiled cooperatively and said: "Who dares to offend my young master, Wang Dashan, who doesn't know what is good and what is good? He is a poor military householder. Who knows what kind of bad luck he got, and he got into the flag of a Jin Yiwei.
He dared to challenge my young master after eating a leopard. He thought it was still the time when Grandpa Taizu was in power. Grandpa Chongzhen, the current sage, does not care about the royal guards. My young master slept with you today just to let him have a good taste of this scrub pot.
The smell of water, early tomorrow morning, we brothers will carry the red flag of broken melon and send it to Wang Dashan, telling him to understand clearly who is in charge and who is in charge in Wufeng County!"
The other one, who was stronger, also smiled and said: "Little lady, how can my young master be as compassionate as that stupid man? Just follow my young master's example. My young master's kung fu under the bed is as good as that of an immortal."
I teach you personally, I guarantee that once you try it, you will no longer be able to remember your broken-down army man, hehehehe."
At this point, both the master and the servant burst out laughing.
Chang Xiao was stunned. He didn't know anything about history, but he might not know how many emperors there were in the Ming Dynasty, but he was very familiar with this royal guard. He was a court eagle and dog. Anyone who had been influenced by Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts movies when he was a child would know, "Ming Dynasty"
?This is the Ming Dynasty! Chongzhen sounds familiar, is he that emperor?"
Mr. Chang laughed playfully and grabbed the little lady's clothes on her chest. He stretched out his hand and pulled. He didn't know whether it was because Mr. Chang had extraordinary strength or because the linen clothes were of poor quality. He tore them into pieces with a few blows.
The little lady was skinned like a suckling pig, and the beautiful white flesh almost dazzled their eyes under the light.
There was a moment of silence in the room. Mr. Chang and the two servants were breathing slightly heavier, and they all looked greedily at the little lady's unobstructed body.
The young lady's face, which was red with shame, instantly turned pale. She was so frightened that she curled up and hugged her body tighter. She began to cry bitterly. And because she was afraid that such a scandal would alarm others, she could only let out extremely suppressed sobs.
This voice became more and more seductive.
She knew that no one in Wufeng County could take care of the Chang Da Chong in front of her, and Chang Da Chong liked to slut his wife and daughter in public the most, so she called the neighbors and instead of rescuing her, they brought it upon themselves.
Just an insult.
Mr. Chang swallowed hard, and then laughed lustfully. Just when Chang Xiao thought that Mr. Chang was going to show off his lust, Mr. Chang actually shouted: "Bring me a pen and paper, I want to chant."
poetry!"
Chang Xiaozheng's eyes were about to burst, but he was unable to save him. He felt so tight that he was about to explode. Hearing this, he was stunned. Seeing the two servants, they seemed to have known for a long time that his master was going to recite poetry.
On the ground, he magically pulled out paper, ink, pen and inkstone from his arms, and the shorter servant quickly arranged the paper behind the strong servant who was already kneeling on the ground and using his back as a table.
The smaller servant sharpened the inkstone briskly, and in a moment, he handed a brush filled with ink to Mr. Chang's hand.
What's wrong with this?
How fucking weird!
You have to recite poems when you are just about to finish the job? What a fresh literary and artistic tone! This is a typical disease of literary youth! No, this is simply a hybrid of a literary youth and a second-rate youth! This is to
The one who has been reviled by the world for ten thousand years!
Chang Xiao thought he had seen the world, he had seen some weird habits, and even heard about them, but at this time when he was about to mount a horse and dash a thousand miles, he still wanted to recite poetry. He still
The first time he met, the first time he heard. The first time he felt his ignorance.
Chang Xiao looked at the serious Mr. Chang who was frowning and thinking in shock. At this time, he was ashamed of his surname Chang for the first time! Looking at Mr. Chang's lower body again, Chang Xiao frowned for a while, "Sir, you are so stupid."
Why are you pretending to be a cultural person when you get up!
Chang Xiao suddenly felt that maybe those literary youths were like this. The lower body was already a beast, but the upper body still insisted on being a gentleman, playing with elegance in a coy way.
Chang Xiao was originally teary-eyed and furious, but now that he was being fucked by this weird young man, all his anger was gone and he felt powerless.
Perhaps Mr. Chang really had some talent. He picked up the pen in his hand, thought about it for a moment, then started writing on the rice paper on the boy's back.
Chang Xiao is really curious, very curious, extremely curious!
What on earth would a man write if he didn't pick up his gun and mount his horse when this kind of sperm got into his head?
Anyway, Smile was just air here, and no one could see him, so he got closer and looked around.
It can be seen that Mr. Chang's regular calligraphy is quite upright and elegant. Although it is traditional Chinese characters, the few words do not affect Chang Xiao's understanding.
"The red fur coat is covered with snow under the lamp. It is white and flawless, but how can it be so red?"
"You are so shy under the brocade quilt. When spring comes, the buds have not yet bloomed. To whom will the stamens be vomited?"
"Who better to treat?"
Chang Xiao curled his lips and cursed secretly: "It turns out to be a limerick! An arty, fresh and artistic young man!"
Chang Gongzi read loudly while writing in a flurry. After finishing writing, he threw away the pen and said with a lewd smile: "Little lady, aren't you just waiting for me?"
After saying this, Young Master Chang finally got horny and started to pounce on the sheep like a hungry tiger. He wanted to press the white lamb under him and ravage it carefully.
The two servants behind him had quickly collected the papers and brushes and ran to close the door. This was not because Mr. Chang was afraid of people watching the battle, but because of the strong night wind, and the two servants were afraid that Mr. Chang would catch a cold while tossing around. Who doesn’t know Mr. Chang’s skills in bed?
If you get the guidance of an immortal, you won't be able to finish it most of the night after struggling with it.
Chang Xiao sighed slightly, he really wanted to do justice for heaven and deal with this young young man, but unfortunately he was too busy with his thoughts and was unable to do anything. Chang Xiao had to look at the young lady apologetically, but then Chang Xiao frowned slightly and looked at him from his face.
The angle was just right to see the little lady holding her chest tightly with her hands shrinking behind her, taking out something from behind her scattered hair, and holding it tightly.
Seeing that Mr. Chang had already put one of his thighs on the bed, and was about to grab the young lady's milky white shoulders with both hands, the young lady's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and there was a decisive aura on her face. Compared with the weakness just now,
It's a world of difference.
The young lady's tightly clenched palms were suddenly thrust out from her chest, holding a sharp iron hairpin in her palms, and she stabbed Mr. Chang's chest with all her strength.
Mr. Chang's chest is made of flesh and blood. If he is stabbed this time, a bloody hole will definitely open. In this era, there is no way to save him, and he will definitely die.
Chang laughed and was overjoyed, and couldn't help but cheer loudly. Unexpectedly, when the hairpin pierced Mr. Chang's chest, he was still three inches away.
His hand happened to be on the young lady's white wrist. Mr. Chang's fingers pinched the young lady's wrist with a little force. The young lady immediately felt pain, and with a squeak, the iron hairpin she was clinging to fell on the bed.
Chang Xiao originally thought that Young Master Chang was just a playboy, but he didn't expect that he was actually quite capable. At least this skill of capturing was very impressive to Chang Xiao, who had eaten military rations. As the saying goes, an expert can tell when he makes a move.
It was very clever at once.
"Little lady, I'm better at stabbing people. Just keep your strength, spread your legs and wait for me to make a move. Then scream as hard as you can when you're about to die."
As he spoke, Mr. Chang grabbed the young lady's two fair hands with one hand and raised them upwards. The lights in the room dimmed immediately, but his eyes suddenly became brighter.