Chapter 47: The Night Jasmine Vehicle

  Eight young men rushed out of the guest house, and in front of them was a narrow small street that was only several dozen feet long. Suddenly, they whipped their horses and were about to quickly leave this place and return to the Wang Mansion to reason things out again.

  Suddenly, a masked village woman pushed a large cart from the outside into the small street. The handsome young man at the front dodged too late and "thudded" as he crashed into the cart.

  The big vehicle overturned with a loud crash, and a large amount of yellowish-white filthy liquid gushed out from inside the car, spewing everywhere and filling the air with a foul smell.

  It was originally a special car for dumping night soil.

  Ladies and gentlemen: In ancient times, the toilets did not have a drainage system or an automatic flushing system. They used wooden buckets to hold feces (also known as horse buckets). When they were full, they needed to be emptied. Therefore, there would be special people pushing carts in the middle of the night or early morning to collect the feces from each household's toilet, and "dumping night fragrance" refers to dumping feces.

  The road was narrow and crowded with horses, the seven swift steeds behind, in their efforts to avoid the handsome young man in front, collided and trampled each other, causing men and horses to tumble over, all falling to the ground and mixing with those filthy yellow and white objects.

  These young masters usually wore fine clothes and ate delicious food, living a life of luxury. They had never seen such a scene before. The pain was extreme. They blamed each other, and in an instant, they were in complete disarray.

  The woman from Namon village saw that the tools for making a living were destroyed, and the hard work of one night was wasted. She sat on the ground, crying out to heaven and earth, wailing loudly.

  Such a big scene, combined with the strong smell, passersby stopped to watch one after another, and people from nearby shops also came out. They pointed and discussed, making the scene very lively.

  The handsome young man finally stood up, and in his heart he understood: at this time of day, with such a scene, it was unlikely to be so coincidental that the Night Fragrance Carriage would pass by, clearly someone had set a trap to ambush them.

  The handsome young man was also a decisive person, loudly shouting: "Quickly leave!" Then he pulled the horse and wanted to bypass the night fragrance car to leave.

  The woman from Meng Lian village refused and rushed forward, crying out "Return my cart."

  The handsome young man saw the village woman rush up and punch him. The village woman was also fierce, took a few punches, but didn't retreat, and hugged the handsome young man with both hands. As the two struggled, the village woman suddenly stretched out her hand and scratched the handsome young man's face hard. Although the village woman had not practiced martial arts, she had been doing this hard work for a long time and had considerable strength. The handsome young man's face immediately broke open and several deep scars appeared.

  The handsome young man's face was in extreme pain, his right hand wiped his face, and it was full of fresh blood. The handsome young man suddenly remembered something, looked shocked and pointed at the village woman, saying: "You actually broke my fortune?" After finishing speaking, he felt a sudden urgency, couldn't catch his breath, and fainted to the ground.

  The village woman saw the handsome young man faint and thought he was dead. She became afraid, turned around and ran away, not even wanting the night-blooming jasmine carriage anymore.

  At this time, the seven young men behind had already led the horses, bypassed the night fragrance car, and walked forward. Seeing this scene, they hurriedly woke up the handsome young man, and the eight people remounted their horses and fled in a flurry.

  Yue Fei and many others were also watching the show in front of the inn.

  Niu Gao, Wang Gui and others naturally became more and more delighted as they watched, especially when the handsome young man and the village woman hugged each other, whistling erupted from all directions, and even in unison shouted "Together, together..."

  Mr. Zhong quietly walked to Jiang Zhen's side and said in a low voice, "They say that the flying god pig is fat but has a narrow heart, and will surely take revenge. Today it seems that this saying is indeed true. This little white face has been ruined, his future has also been torn apart, which is even more ruthless than killing him!"

  Yue Fei, who was standing beside him, turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhen.

  Nā Jiāng zhèn zǐ liǎn shàng de féi ròu yídòng le jǐ xià, yě bù zhī dào shì shén me gōng biǎo, shuō dào: "Zhōng dà xiānshēng nǐ shuō shén me ā, rú cǐ shēn ào, wǒ yī diǎn dōu tīng bù dǒng. Bìng qiě shí xià de nián qīng rén yuè lái yuè qīng jiàn, jiān méi nài xìng, shì yīng gāi shòu xǐ jiào xun."

  Yue Fei knew there was more to Jiang Zhen's words and ignored him, turning around and walking back into the store.

  The crowd around saw that the parties had left and also dispersed. The yellow and white polluted things on the street were handled by others.

  …………。

  Those eight young men in brocade clothes hurried back to the Wang Mansion, and on the way, they were pointed at by people, extremely embarrassed. After finally returning to the Xiao Liang Wang Mansion, the first thing was to change clothes and take a bath, washing away the dirty things on their bodies. At the same time, someone was found to inform Xiao Liang Wang Ye.

  Originally, Xiao Liang Wang Chai Gui not only liked women, but also had a fondness for men, and was good at martial arts, with excellent skills, self-proclaimed Dragon Yang Little True Lord. The handsome young man was usually favored by Xiao Liang Wang, even being granted the surname Chai and named Chai Xiaoyuan. Xiaoyuan means being well-versed in the harmony of the inner courtyard. Now that Chai Xiaoyuan has gotten into trouble, it is natural to inform Xiao Liang Wang.

  Xiao Liang Wang was in the middle of practicing his knife skills in the courtyard, when he was suddenly stopped by the butler. Just as he was about to get angry, the butler hastily said: "Earlier, Xiao Yuan went out to buy 'Jinhua ham' for Your Highness, but unfortunately, she was attacked and injured on the way back. Please go and see her."

  "Who is so bold as to hurt my little round one?" Little Liang Wang asked while putting on his clothes.

  "He is the boss of Jiang Zhenzi Anju Guest House on Wufu Street, nicknamed 'Flying Heavenly Pig' Jiang Zhenzi." The housekeeper replied respectfully beside him.

  Xiao Liang Wang had already dressed and patted the shoulder of Guan Jia, saying in a very friendly manner: "Guan Jia, you are an old man from Bianliang City, familiar with the people and historical allusions of the capital. Now this small inn owner dares to harm someone from the Wang Fu, there must be some ulterior motive. General Tong sent you to assist me, so just speak your mind, I will not treat you unfairly."

  Li Guan's family saw that Little Liang Wang valued himself so much, and he was deeply moved. He then told Little Liang Wang in detail about an old story from Bianliang City.

  Xiao Liang Wang furrowed his brow and said, "Is there really such a person? The capital is indeed a place where dragons and tigers lie in wait. I'll go meet this Flying Heaven Pig myself later to see if it's as you say. You arrange for it immediately."

  Li Guan's family responded and left, while Xiao Liang Wang and several small eunuchs beside him went straight to Chai Xiaoyuan's boudoir.

  Xiao Liang Wang entered the room and saw that Chai Xiao Yuan was still lying in bed, with Lang Zhong cleaning her facial wounds. Xiao Liang Wang leaned forward to take a closer look and suddenly caught a whiff of a foul odor. It turned out that the smell of those yellowish-white stains was extremely difficult to completely wash away, and Chai Xiao Yuan had already used milk and osmanthus flowers to soak and clean them, but the foul smell still lingered faintly.

  That delicate and lovely Liang Wang suddenly smelled this foul odor, and saw the wound on Chai Xiaoyuan's face with skin torn and flesh exposed, her features distorted, completely unlike her usual pale complexion with a hint of red, tender cheeks, and rosy lips revealing a row of pearly white teeth...

  Xiao Liang Wang suddenly felt a wave of nausea, hastily retreated and ordered his servants: "After applying medicine, send him back to his hometown Cangzhou." Then he went with Li Guanjia to Jiang Zhenzi's Anju Guest House.

  Alas, a delicate jade was abandoned from then on. A poem lamented:

  Jade belt hanging in the forest.

  Golden hairpins buried in snow

  A piece of silk presented as a gift with kindness and generosity.

  For you, I'd rather be hurt than be sad!

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