Chapter 4 Can't Sleep

  This time, Wei Hong didn't dare to refuse, fearing that he would make Wan Niang cry again. With his feet soaked in water, Wan Niang carefully washed them with her slender fingers. Except for his mother, this was the first time a woman had washed his feet. Looking at Wan Niang's focused expression, Wei Hong felt a pang of tenderness. In the past, he would often say that one should find a Japanese wife, a Chinese mistress, and a Korean second wife. Now, looking at Wan Niang, those who said Japanese women were more virtuous than domestic ones were just talking nonsense!

  After washing his feet and lying on the bed, Wei Hong's heart was racing, and when he saw Wan Niang start to undress, Wei Hong's old face actually turned red uncontrollably. Wei Hong felt very ashamed, having been with countless women before, but today he had become a nervous newcomer, it seemed that the more he lived, the more he regressed.

  Early spring, it was still quite cold at night. Wei Hong and Wan Niang each had a quilt, the oil lamp had been blown out, and the moonlight shone in through the window, casting a faint glow on Wan Niang's face, making her look very beautiful. Wan Niang closed her eyes and let Wei Hong admire her, but her heart was racing like a deer.

  It's been so long since they got married, but this is the first time both of them are lying in bed awake. As soon as she thinks about what's going to happen next, Wan Niang's face flushes with embarrassment. Although she's already a married woman, her heart still feels like that of a shy young girl. But no matter how long she waits, she doesn't see any movement from her husband. Wan Niang opens her eyes in surprise and turns to look at her husband lying beside her, only to find out that he has fallen asleep...

  Wei Hong, who was supposed to be a healthy and energetic young man, couldn't sleep with such a beautiful woman lying beside him. He had an erection from the moment he lay down on the bed, but whenever he thought about making a move on Ruan Niang, he would hesitate because she was someone else's wife. When Ruan Niang opened her eyes and turned towards him earlier, Wei Hong quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, afraid that if their eyes met, his desire would get the better of him and he would do something regrettable.

  Wei Hong closed his eyes tightly, suppressing the urge within him. But in an instant, he felt a pair of moist lips touching his own, and although it was just a fleeting touch, it ignited the flames of desire within him, like a wildfire spreading rapidly, unstoppable. Wei Hong couldn't care about anything else anymore, and turned over to press down on top, their hands moving in unison, as if they had been parched for a long time and were now quenched by a refreshing rain, greedily kissing Bao Yu's cherry-like lips. But Bao Yu was no match for this kind of attack? She soon felt her whole body burning hot, her breathing disordered. Before long, the sound of their heavy breathing echoed through the small space...

  The next morning, Wei Hong leaned on the bed, staring at the red mark on the sheet in a daze. If only he had a cigarette now. Wan Niang was still asleep beside him. Wei Hong touched his nose and quietly got out of bed, put on his clothes and went outside, planning to take a stroll and clear his mind to ease his shocked mood.

  Just as Wei Hong opened the gate, there was someone outside who was about to knock on the door. Fortunately, Wei Hong reacted quickly and avoided the fist hitting his face. The person outside did not expect the gate to open suddenly and was startled by Wei Hong's sudden appearance. After taking a closer look at Wei Hong, the person outside asked in an unfriendly tone: "Are you Wei Hong?"

  Wei Hong did not answer immediately, but instead took a closer look at the person in front of him. He saw that this person was about twenty-five or six years old, wearing a light yellow silk robe with a ribbon tied around his head, and had a clear and elegant appearance, which made it obvious that he was no ordinary person.

  "In the lower reaches of Wei Hong, who are you?" In fact, Wei Hong had already guessed the other's identity in his heart. If it wasn't Zhang Youhai's cousin from yesterday, who else could it be? But to be on the safe side, he still asked again.

  The handsome young man didn't answer, looking at Wei Hong with a slanted gaze: "Since you are Wei Hong, that makes things easier. Yesterday, you beat up my cousin and he still can't get out of bed. I'm here to help him demand an explanation! Do you want to settle this publicly or privately?"

  Hearing this, Wei Hong laughed: "What does Gong Liao say?"

  The handsome young man hummed and said, "It's easy to settle this, report it to the officials and catch the person. Once we're in the government office, we'll handle things impartially. If you have a reason, explain it, if not, then admit your mistake!"

  Wei Hong thought, when he arrived at the government office, would it still matter whether he was in the right or not? As long as he had money, he was in the right. The saying "money can make a ghost grind a mill" was fully applicable in the government office. Wei Hong curled his lip and asked again, "How about settling this privately?"

  The handsome young master glanced at Wei Hong with a look of disdain: "It's easy to settle privately, there are two ways for you to choose. One is to take out 100 taels of silver and that's it. The other... humph, I'll also give you a kick!"

  Can Wei Hong's ** and Zhang Youhai's ** be the same? If you use **, wouldn't Wei Hong lose out? This deal absolutely cannot be done! Also, giving 100 taels for medical expenses? Even if Wei Hong was sold, it wouldn't be worth that much money, this deal won't work either.

  After some thought, Wei Hong spread his hands: "I don't have money, and I won't give up my life!"

  Upon hearing this, the handsome young man became angry: "What, are you trying to play tricks on me?"

  Wei Hongle said: "When it comes to being a rascal, Zhang Youhai is at the master level, and I'm really not as good as him!"

  "Hmph, you little brat, don't try to play tricks on me here. I've already made inquiries before coming, and I know you're a country bumpkin. But don't think that just because of this, I won't dare touch you! As long as the money is sufficient, I can make the prefect forget your country bumpkin status, and at that time, I'll deal with you however I want!" The handsome young master said viciously, stripping someone of their country bumpkin status was not a difficult task for Sun Zihang.

  Whenever the topic of imperial examination comes up, Wei Hong's head hurts. From Yuanniang's mouth, he learned that his previous life had achieved the top score in the provincial exam and obtained the title of imperial examination, but due to excessive drinking, he fainted and missed the opportunity to become a jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest level of the imperial examination). Otherwise, he could have mixed up some official position. However, for Wei Hong, this postmodern time-traveler, what's the use of being an imperial examination? Can it be eaten as rice? If being an imperial examination were useful, Yuanniang wouldn't have suffered so much. Wei Hong didn't care about being an imperial examination or not: "Why don't you spend some money to get rid of my imperial examination identity and consider this matter settled?" Wei Hong wasn't afraid of Sunzi Hang, nor did he feel guilty. It's just that in his previous life, he was a businessman who valued making small concessions to achieve bigger gains. If the matter were really so simple, it would be better to settle it like this, no need to make a big fuss and bring unnecessary trouble upon himself.

  Wei Hong's face was indifferent, but the handsome young man's eyes flickered and he changed his tone: "You think it's that simple? Apart from being a country tribute student, you also have to pay 100 taels of silver!"

  "Hey!" You think I'm made of money? I'm a toad, and money only comes in, not out!

  Just as the two were at a stalemate, Wan Niang rubbed her sleepy eyes and swayed to the gate: "Husband, what are you doing?"

  "It's nothing, isn't this Zhang Youhai's cousin? I'll just chat with him for a bit." Wei Hong said with a smile to avoid worrying Yuanniang.

  The handsome young man opposite was stunned when he saw Yuanniang, his eyes wide with incredulity as he stared at her, unable to utter a word for half the day. No wonder Zhang Youhai's kid kept running over here every now and then - it turned out that this place had a stunning beauty hidden away! Looking at how lovely Yuanniang was, and then looking at his own family's... really, people can't compare to people, goods can't compare to goods.