Chapter 42: Each Gets What They Want

  Thinking of Tang Yu, Yang Meng's heart suddenly became extremely hot, this is a weakness! Zhou Dao's three great hobbies: playing with good knives, riding good horses, and sleeping with small-footed women, made Yang Meng envy him.

  In the days since arriving in Qing, Yang Meng only felt one truth: with money and power, you can do as you please. Yi Liang Dian Shi is a big official, corrupt and murderous, selling opium, if he hadn't encountered himself, he would have slowly dominated Yi Liang.

  Zhou Daxiangkou, a retired veteran, relied on his ferocity to dominate Yiliang, rivaling the local tyrant. He killed people at will, and his family's slaves were free to slaughter others; he enjoyed wealth, owning half of Yiliang's land and possessing 3 million taels of silver, living a life of luxury; as for women, he could have them either by spending money or by abducting them, having countless beauties, wives, and young girls at his disposal.

  Jiang Yuanyi was a county magistrate, governing over 100,000 to 200,000 people in Yiliang, and the power he held was considerable, but for just a few tens of thousands of taels, he became a dog.

  This principle is simple: without money or power in the Qing dynasty, one can only be bullied and humiliated by others.

  Ma Qinghu was young and strong, wanting to be a good citizen living in the village making a living, but what happened, his sister Ma Qinglian almost got sold into prostitution, if not for her own mercy, he would have become a victim of Yang's henchman Pu Dao, and Ma Qinglian could only sell herself to survive.

  Qin Zixi, a scholar who could have entered officialdom and had limitless prospects, was suppressed by the Yiliang Dictionary because he married a beautiful wife, who was raped and killed. He hid at home and became a slovenly good-for-nothing.

  The slaves of the Zhou family, needlessly to say, often die from exhaustion. When they encounter Zhou Shiqing on a bad day, their fate is sealed and they will be brutally killed.

  Tang Youyu, her skills are not bad, but she has no money and no power, to deal with a big shot like Zhou Dasao, she still needs to use seduction, if she hadn't met herself, her skills would have been wasted, the final destination is still various brothels.

  In a short period of time, he saw many people's fate change and their lives come to an end. In Yang Meng's heart, there was only one thought: to be like Zhou Shi Qing and Yi Liang Dian Shi, rather than being bullied by others, it's better to bully others.

  Yang Meng, the reincarnation of his past life, although he himself thought he was not a bad person, but to the devils and people in the Golden Triangle, he was an out-and-out scoundrel. He smuggled resources, sold drugs, armed robbery, and forcibly recruited soldiers. Every despicable thing he did to the extreme, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to stand firm in the Golden Triangle for just over a decade and become rich. To these people, Yang Meng was the source of all evil.

  Thinking of Zhou Daxiong and Yi Liangdian's comfortable life, a burst of evil thoughts suddenly erupted in Yang Meng's heart, he put on his outer clothes and rushed straight to Tang Youmu's courtyard.

  The wooden doorstop couldn't withstand Yang Meng's enormous strength, and he suddenly appeared in front of Tang You.

  The sound of the door bolt breaking woke up Tang Meiyu, who looked at Yang Meng wearing only his outer pants and clothes draped over his shoulders. She didn't show any surprise or shyness, but instead got up calmly and closed the door.

  Arrived at the Yang's house, the treatment was naturally good. At this time, there wasn't a decent sleeping gown, but Tang You wore a white silk sleeping gown. Although the moonlight was dim, Yang Meng still took a glance.

  This poor mountain girl, for the hatred in the village and also for her mother's resentment, angrily left the mountain and returned to the village. Everything must have changed by then, and it's uncertain whether the villagers can accept this girl who has walked out of the village.

  Tang You wiped the blackboard, picked up a chair, propped it against the door, lit a red candle, and with this faint light, amidst the dimness, there was some truth, Yang Meng almost couldn't hold himself back.

  Although the calmness of You Wu was stirred up by Yang Meng's thread of clarity, his goal was to guard this mountain girl, a goal he would not give up on, but going all out like that would be a thorough occupation, and if he couldn't get You Wu's heart, it would be a regret.

  Looking at Tang Mei Yi sitting quietly on the **, Yang Meng hesitated. Doing so would make him extremely happy tonight, but what about afterwards? Such a pure and innocent mountain girl, if he couldn't win her heart, it would be a great regret. Moreover, Tang Mei Yi had two tricks up her sleeve, and if she harbored resentment in her heart, it would always be a hidden danger.

  Get rid of it, Yang Meng can't bear to part with it! If you don't get rid of it, it's like holding a time bomb, and sleeping together is also uneasy!

  "Is there nothing more to say?"

  Suppressing the evil spirit in his heart, Yang Meng pulled over a chair and sat opposite Tang Meiyin, gazing at the charming Shan girl in the candlelight, and asked slowly.

  "Mei Yi's clan feud cannot be avenged without San Ye taking action, now Mei Yi is completely dependent on San Ye to take charge."

  No more shyness, no more awkwardness, from that day on, she had found her place, with Yang's firm pat, Tang Mei Yi had determined her own position, to be a cow and horse for the Yang family to repay their kindness, other emotions she would not have again.

  "Is there a lover in the village?"

  This affair is a big deal, Tang Youyu now wants to repay kindness, so he will let himself do as he pleases, but this affair is actually a trouble, the woman's heart has someone else, and it's not easy to erase.

  "No, I left the village at 15 and have been drifting around for five or six years. What kind of romantic partner would I have?"

  In the eyes of a Lisu girl, her lover is a sacred thing, and Yang Meng's careless question made Tang Mei somewhat uncomfortable.

  "How is Third Master?"

  Tang Mei's unease was noticed by Yang Meng, who wondered if he had said something wrong. But the question still needed to be asked, so he might as well ask it and get it over with.

  "San Ye is a good man."

  In Tang Mei's eyes, Yang Meng was indeed a good man. He took in starving mountain villagers and let them live a good life. Also, he avenged her almost unsolvable hatred for her.

  As for the casualties of the mountain people, in Tang Mei's eyes, it was normal. Going up the mountain to hunt could result in death, and being a killer was an even more normal thing.

  Yang Foye has provided relief to many mountain people, and his son Yang Sanye has done even better. A compensation of one hundred taels for a knife hand is already considered a sky-high price by Tang Mei. Killing the cattle of Zhou Dadao can also be seen as an act of kindness and accumulating virtue. This Yang Sanlang is also a little Buddha.

  "I sent people to kill Zhou Shi Qing's entire family, and the Yiliang Dianshi family was beaten to death in the hall of justice because of me. Following my knife-wielding men, within a few short months, twenty or thirty were killed, more than twenty were injured. Am I a good person? Third Master has never been a good person! Can a good person sneak into your house at midnight?"

  Yang Meng was telling the truth, he had never thought of himself as a good person. He killed anyone who blocked his way, regardless of whether they were good or evil; he took whatever he wanted, no matter whose hands it was in. This was Yang Meng's principle.

  Tang Mei had never thought that was a bad thing, on the contrary, she thought it was a good thing. She just sat there silently, quietly looking at Yang Meng.

  "Will Third Master be your lover?"

  It's not easy to say this, in the middle of the night, two people sitting opposite each other, saying this is a bit too obvious. When Yang Meng said this, he was also constantly rubbing his hands together, and this matter had turned against him.

  "Heh heh... Third Master, we Lisu people have a saying: 'Salt, if you don't eat it, it's not okay; songs, if you don't sing them, it's unbearable.' Being Mei Yi's lover requires knowing how to sing love songs!"

  Yang Meng's embarrassed expression made Tang You feel a little better, it seemed that he still had some position in this third master's heart.

  "Good at killing and arson, Third Master is skilled, but singing love songs is really not his thing, what's to be done?"

  Tang You's expression became more lively, and Yang Meng's words also became much softer.

  "It doesn't matter, Lisu girls will also take the initiative to sing love songs when they meet a man who touches their heart."

  Quietly, Tang Mei's face was flushed with a hint of red in the candlelight. Originally, singing love songs was to convey emotions through eyebrows and eyes, but when she encountered Yang Meng, this unusual person, Tang Mei couldn't help but take the initiative for once. Such explicit words of affection were also extremely embarrassing to say out loud.

  "Alright, alright..."

  Accompanied by Yang Meng's cheers, it was Tang You's magnetic and charming voice, accompanied by candlelight, low and richly magnetic singing voice, too damn tempting.

  Yang Meng stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Tang Mei, who didn't resist and slowly fell into Yang Meng's arms. This proud and arrogant beauty was half-reclining in his own arms, what a perfect match! In these days, Yang Meng hadn't met anyone who could rival him yet!

  "Are you willing?"

  This was Yang Meng's self-consoling nonsense, but the mountain girl in his arms lightly nodded her head, and this was indeed the horn for a fierce attack!

  Traversing the green hills, people are not old, the scenery is unique here. It's not a mountain range but has its own majestic and towering peaks, it's not a dense forest but has its own lush and beautiful scenery, it's not a valley but has its own gentle spring water.

  Tang Mei's bosom is as majestic and beautiful as ten thousand great mountains, what Daji or Bao Si can't compare to this mountain girl's corner, touching it, taking a glance makes life worthwhile for a while, Yang Meng's past life experiences are deep, but he hasn't seen such perfection either.

  Tang Mei's age was a few years older than Yang Meng, but this experience compared to Yang Meng was pitiful to the extreme. Every move of Yang Meng could stir her heartstrings, and that action was even more shameful. This innocent mountain girl couldn't do anything else except tightly biting her lips.

  Settled the grievances, except for those few treasured sabers of the Gongmu Village, Tang Mei had nothing to worry about anymore. The scenery in her heart was slowly fading away, and could never be returned...

  Tang Youyu is not without shortcomings, but those are not what Yang Meng focuses on. His rough hands and feet will all be refined in the future.

  "Those who are meant to leave will leave, and those who are meant to come will come. As for the matters at Mei Yizhai's place, I'll deal with them once I have time."

  Gently whispering a few words in Tang You's ear, Tang Mei immediately started to set up the stall. With both hands trembling and busy for half a day, she ended up with nothing to show for it.

  Tang Mei's knife skills and footwork were absolutely superior to those of ordinary knife wielders, and traversing mountains and ridges was also like walking on flat ground. However, in the face of Yang Meng's demonic palm, all these became so vulnerable to a single blow.

  It wasn't a big deal, but Tang Mei had already fallen into Yang Meng's arms. It was only after a while that Yang Meng didn't know what to do, and this innocent mountain girl had already lost all her defenses.

  He himself was self-sufficient, but couldn't bear to see others waiting with their mouths open and hands outstretched. Yang Meng took out his own thick capital, just about to launch a charge, when Tang Mei struggled to spread the white robe under her body.

  A loud cry of pain became the clarion call for Yang Meng's attack. Tang You's physical strength was not bad, but he was unlucky to have encountered this bear-like Yang Meng. A thick red candle had burned halfway down, yet Yang Meng still looked spirited and his fighting spirit remained high.

  "Spare me..."

  The robe under her body had already stuck to her skin, Tang Mei couldn't take it anymore, the feeling of wanting to die and wanting to ascend to heaven, this innocent mountain girl really couldn't bear it.

  Extreme happiness, sometimes also a kind of torture, now Tang Mei is like a big ball of dough, so refreshing and cool.

  Although it wasn't very enjoyable, the aftertaste was absolutely enchanting. Yang Meng reluctantly got off his horse and lay down beside Tang Mei's side.

  Tang Youyu then used her last bit of strength to take off the nightgown that was stuck to her body, and in the candlelight, the slightly yellowed nightgown gave Tang Youyu a huge shock - there were no bloodstains!

  "Third Master! I..."

  Tang Mei said she couldn't go on, no fallen red (menstruation) means an unclean woman, and she really didn't know what to say anymore.

  "Normal!"

  This was nothing out of the ordinary for Yang Meng, as Tang Mei was accustomed to practicing martial arts and often traversed mountains and ridges, with large movements, without any redness, what's there to be surprised about.

  Yang Meng, who was not satisfied, returned with a sentence and was about to sleep, but the dripping tears disturbed his interest.

  Tang You leaned against the edge, staring at the empty sleeping gown, and a drop of tears fell onto Yang Meng's thick arm.

  "How can you still not understand? I've slept with many women before, this one has more experience than you, I'm just saying what's normal is normal."

  Reasonable words are useless, only sophistry can be used. However, these words not only failed to stop Tang You's tears, but also made her sob even harder.

  "Tomorrow come with me to see the old man, a proper marriage proposal, this should be okay, right?"

  This demoness is going to be the death of me! My own good mood has also fallen into the abyss along with her, and with Tang You's one drop of tears falling, Yang Meng's heart was filled with wave after wave of distress.

  "I'm not worthy! San Ye is a hero and should have many wives and concubines. I'm an unclean woman, I don't deserve to follow San Ye!"

  Third Master avenged her, Third Master was willing to be her lover, but what she gave back to Third Master was uncleanliness, which made Tang You's heart turn into dead ashes in an instant.

  "Dad is the boss, what Dad says goes!"

  This was really unbearable, Yang Meng directly played a ruthless one, flipped over and got on the horse to continue conquering, that sticky sleeping gown, re-covered under the two of them.

  The current Tang Youyu already can't feel the joy, her heart is numb, what other feelings can there be. When the numbness was replaced by pain, Yang Meng pulled out the quilt from under them, and the red silk fell down, making Tang Youyu's eyes regain their vitality. She didn't believe it, she used all her strength to touch the painful valley, the crimson color that touched her hand made her burst into the most beautiful smile.

  "Damn it! You're happy now, we'll have to go hungry for over a dozen days, what an idiot!"

  Turning back to look, Tang You had already fainted, what a mess this thing has caused!

  Looking at Tang You's beautiful smile, Yang Meng's heart wasn't feeling right. Was it all worth it just to make her this happy? After carefully hanging up his crimson robe, Yang Meng slowly fell asleep, releasing all the energy in his body.