Pan San Ye

  After Zeng's mother and daughter's house was burned down by Ma's evil slaves, they originally wanted to use the 200 taels of silver given by Liu Zigang to build another house, buy a small boat and continue living. However, Ma Wencai brought people several times, even bringing a sedan chair to prepare for a forced marriage. Fortunately, the mother and daughter escaped by boat to the lake and were not caught. But they couldn't hide forever, so they took their silver and came to Hongze County, 80 miles away from Huai'an County, planning to buy a small house in the county town, do some embroidery and laundry work, and live like this.

  After several days of searching, he spent 50 taels of silver to buy a small house. However, his frequent comings and goings attracted the attention of his neighbor, who was none other than Pan San, the number one person in the third class of the six houses of Hongze County Government. The so-called "six houses" refers to the general term for the six departments of official households, ceremonial households, military households, penal households, and engineering households. The so-called "three classes" refers to the three types of attendants: the runners' class, the catchers' class, and the strongmen's class. The six houses and three classes are collectively referred to as government servants.

  To sum it up, this Pan San Ye is equivalent to the head of the county public security bureau's criminal police brigade. Originally, this position isn't anything special, but he also has some background with the Embroidered Uniform Guard. It's said that even the county magistrate is a bit afraid of him. If one day he really takes out his Embroidered Uniform Guard badge and invites the county magistrate to have a chat outside, that would be a very terrifying thing.

  So Pan San Ye in Hongze County basically walked horizontally, but this person didn't bully the countryside much either. He liked to use clever tricks for everything, because he thought it was unprofessional to take by force and seize by strength. Seeing a pretty little girl and taking her by force, seeing a wealthy merchant from outside and robbing him on the street, that's not right, no brains, losing face!

  Pan San likes to play with women, the largest brothel in the county town, Chunxiang Building, is his property. Every prostitute inside was personally tested by him and recruited. He has also been to high-end places in Qinhuai River, Beijing countless times. It's said that he even had dinner with one of the Eight Beauties, Liu Ruxi. If it weren't for Qian Yiqian, the master of literature, who married Liu Mei first, Pan San's skills in flirting with women would have made it uncertain whose home the flower would fall into.

  Pan San saw Zeng Cheng, and in that instant he felt that his forty years of life had been lived in vain! How could there be such a beautiful and lovely person under the sky? The limited vocabulary in his mind was no longer sufficient to describe her. In the end, it was still the high-ranking official who helped him think of a descriptive phrase: "Clear water produces lotus flowers, naturally without carving or polishing."

  It's too damn fitting! Pan Sanye slapped his thigh and let out a statement, no one is allowed to touch the mother-daughter pair, everything must follow San Ye's arrangement.

  A big net was cast, and first the mother and daughter's home were visited by thieves, with the remaining silver flying away. Neighbor Pan Sanye generously lent a helping hand, donating several taels of money to buy rice and vegetables, and declared that it didn't need to be repaid. Then there was the hoodlum who harassed Zeng Cheng on the street, but was directly locked up by San Ye with a chain and taken to the government office for punishment. After that, San Ye patted his chest and said: "If you have difficulties, come find me Pan San quickly! I live just around the corner, ten zhang away."

  To be honest, Pan San's image is not bad at all. In his youth, he was also elegant and refined. Now that he has aged a bit, he has slightly dark eye bags from excessive drinking and a protruding belly, but those are the symbols of a mature and successful man. With prestige as high as a mountain, family assets worth tens of thousands, and an official position in the imperial court, which one of these doesn't make the women in the county infatuated and crazy about him?

  After Pan San's several heroic deeds of saving the beauty, Zeng Cheng still remained unmoved. Is this chick stupid from staying in the countryside? Can't understand the extent of San's wealth and the strength of his power.

  That day, he was drinking with a few rascals again. After having a few more cups, they started talking about the new mother and daughter in town. Hua Lao Wu, who ran a butcher shop, said: "The daughter of the Zeng family is indeed the concubine of San Ye, I have nothing to say about that. But as for the widow, San Ye can't stop us from messing with her, right? I think she must be a runaway concubine from a wealthy family, or even an extremely wealthy one. She must have read many books and seen many scenes, and when talking to neighbors, there's always this inexplicable flavor that can't be put into words."

  What Hua Lao Wu meant to say is that the more elegant and refined a woman's temperament, the more likely she is to arouse the desire of rough men to conquer her. And Hua Lao Wu himself was just such a coarse and unrefined pig butcher.

  "Lao Wu's taste is too heavy," said Pan San, who had not made any progress in the past few days and was getting a bit annoyed. After drinking two more cups of baijiu, a conspiracy emerged.

  "Lao Wu, after a while you go kick their door, the daughter will definitely climb out of the window and shout for help, hehe, no one will go to save her, she has no choice but to come to my mansion to beg me to take action, at that time... the mother and daughter will be ours, one each, hahaha." The two exchanged a glance and laughed lewdly.

  They drank a few more cups, didn't pay the bill, and said: "Put it on my tab." The two of them left the wine house separately, each going their own way. Hua Lao Wu brought a few ruffians to kick in Zeng's door. Pan San Ye waited at home for Little Beauty to fall into his trap.

  Hua Lao Wu kicked the door with a loud noise, but his strength was insufficient. The dirty words in his mouth were continuous until he saw Zeng Cheng sneaking out of the window and running towards Pan San Ye's house, at which point he increased his foot strength.

  Hongze County is helpless and has nowhere to turn, now encountering a hooligan who bullied them to their doorstep. The first thing that came to mind for the mother-daughter duo of the Zeng family was naturally Pan San Ye, this man had always been very upright and proper, and as the head of the county government office, this kind of matter was right up his alley. So, Zeng Cheng crawled out of the window to ask for his help, a wealthy family worth tens of thousands of taels, if that drunkard were to barge in and cause trouble, it would be a big problem.

  About forty or fifty meters away, he ran over and knocked on the door. A servant opened it and saw that it was Zeng Cheng. "It's Miss Zeng," he said. "Are you looking for Master? He's in his study, go ahead."

  Watching Zeng Cheng hurry in with his slender back, the servant swallowed and thought: I wonder if Master will reward me with a taste after he's done playing.

  Pan Sanye was studying in the study, holding a book of *** , and was eagerly waiting. When he heard the sound of a girl running in, he hurriedly read out loud: "Yan Yan Shu Nu, Jun Zi Hao Duo" - a typical image of a scholar.

  Zeng Cheng saw that the door of the study was wide open, and Pan San Ye was reading inside. He hastily paid his respects and said: "Pan San Ye, there is a drunkard making trouble at my doorstep, please lend a hand to help."

  Upon hearing the girl's pleasant voice, Pan San's bones turned soft. He pretended to be stern and said: "Is that Little Orange? Come in and talk, what kind of person are you?"

  Zeng Cheng hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the study and said, "It seems to be Hua Laozhu from the butcher's shop, who usually has his chest hair exposed and looks fierce."

  "Oh, it's this bastard, don't worry, just a small matter." Pan Sanye comforted. Then he shouted loudly towards the outside "Ertu!"

  A sturdy young man rushed in and asked "Third Master, what's wrong?"

  "Take two brothers with you to the Zeng's house and lock up Hua Lao Wu, throw him into a big prison cell to sober him up!"

  "Yes!" The two tigers took orders and left, and before leaving, they also helped to close the door of the study room.

  The atmosphere in the study became a bit awkward, Pan Sanye looked at the simple and pure girl in her coarse linen dress, his throat almost reaching out to grab her and swallow her whole. "Ancient capital" he said, San Ye swallowed hard and continued: "Little Orange, don't worry about your mother's side, Second Tiger handles things efficiently, it's not easy for you to come here once, look at all these books I have, let me teach you how to read?"

  Pan San's big words can't recognize a basket, teaching people to read is purely a signboard.

  "Thank you, Uncle Pan San. I can read characters. I'd better go back. I'm worried about my mother." Zeng Cheng had already sensed the subtle atmosphere and wanted to leave.

  "You can read, that's the best. What kind of books do you like to read? I have them all here, want to borrow two and take a look at home?" Pan San Ye played with elegance, making scholars all over the world feel ashamed. The trick of borrowing books and returning books was originally a bridge section in Zhang Hengshui's book, but it was used by him several hundred years ago.

  "I really should go." Zeng Cheng saw the ** in Pan San's eyes, and was so scared that she turned to open the door, only to find it had been quietly locked by Er Hu.

  "Xiao Cheng, San Ye took a liking to you from the moment he laid eyes on you. With you by his side, there's no room for any other woman in his life. Just surrender to him already." Pan San Ye said with deep emotion, reciting the classic lines he had once spoken to each of his eighteen concubines.

  Zeng Cheng almost vomited, such disgusting words from a despicable middle-aged man's mouth made her hair stand on end. "I understand Third Master's intention, I want to go home, at home there is..." Before she could finish speaking, Pan San Ye grabbed her skirt. "Little Cheng, Master really likes you too much, Master can't hold it in anymore, he wants you now!"

  Getting on the bus and buying a ticket later was also one of Pan San's usual tactics. The alcohol rushed to his head, and looking at the two water-like beauties in front of him, he shook his head, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, but didn't catch anyone, however, he pulled off half of her skirt, revealing the girl's long and straight legs, white and shiny. San felt that all the blood in his body rushed from his head to his lower body, and a certain part became as hard as iron. "Just these two legs are enough for a night of fun!" He exclaimed, clicking his tongue repeatedly.

  Seeing the true face of the color wolf, Zeng Cheng was so scared that he hid everywhere, picked up things in the study and threw them at Pan San Ye, still crying and shouting: "Don't come over, don't come over." Such a voice further provoked Pan San Ye's **, he pounced again and grabbed one of Zeng Cheng's sleeves, revealing his white arm and plump shoulders.

  Gradually, Pan San Ye had enough of this eagle catching chicken game. While unbuttoning his clothes, he pushed Zeng Cheng into a corner, "Little beauty, today let you taste my skills ~~" With a lewd smile, he pounced on the girl who had nowhere to retreat.

  Liu Ziguang pushed through the crowd and walked forward, seeing a drunkard with a white beard kicking a worn-out wooden door with great force, shouting: "Zeng widow, quickly open the door, I want to go in and sleep! Sleep with you!" The wooden door was about to be kicked apart.

  The idlers around him, hugging their arms, watched with great interest, and not one of them came forward to stop him. Instead, they cheered loudly as the old man kicked the door. From inside the house, Zeng's daughter-in-law scolded: "Lao Wu, get out quickly! My daughter has already gone to the fast class at Pan Banhou's place to call for someone, and when the officials come to take you away to be beaten with a board, don't blame me for not warning you."

  No mention of Pan Ban Tou, but as soon as he heard the name, Hua Lao Wu kicked even harder: "Pan San that dead ghost only knows how to pretend to be a good person. Let me kick in the door and lead your daughter to report the news, it's just right to fall into his wolf's mouth. He might be holding your tender daughter now. Poor me, Hua Lao Wu can only come to sleep with this old vegetable skin."

  Hua Lao Wu was just getting into his stride, but suddenly felt someone patting him on the back. He turned around to glare at a young scholar in a green robe with eyes red from drinking. "Who dares to..." Before he could finish, he felt his cheeks burning and something hard and metallic in his mouth along with a salty taste - it was teeth and blood! Liu Ziguang's slap had knocked out at least half of his teeth.

  The gate suddenly opened, and Zeng's wife appeared at the door with a kitchen knife in her hand. Her face was filled with icy anger, but she wasn't very old, probably only thirty-five or thirty-six years old. Overwork had caused some white hair to appear on her temples, but overall she still looked like a refined and elegant noblewoman with a lingering aura of beauty.

  "Where is Pan Sanjia?" Liu Ziguang and Zeng Jianiangzi asked in unison, but poor Hua Laowu had half of his teeth knocked out, the pain only reached his brain now, he couldn't speak anymore.

  "I know, turn this corner and you'll see a stone tiger at the entrance." A voice came from behind, it was Song Yingxing.

  Liu Ziguang lifted the hem of his long shirt and sprinted over like lightning, with Zeng's daughter holding a kitchen knife closely following behind him. Song Yingxing and Edison also followed suit, while the idlers grew more excited at the prospect of an even bigger commotion, swarming after them in droves.

  "Pan San's whiskers are also dared to be rolled up, this outsider is tired of living."

  "Let's see Pan Bangtou's boxing skills later. It's been a while since I've seen him hit someone."

  "This outsider scholar seems to be a guest of the Song family, how can a bookworm be so barbaric, look at how he beat up Hua Lao Wu..."

  "What's Song Xue's orders worth? Our Pan San Ye is a tough guy that even the county magistrate is afraid of."

  The idle talk of the idlers reached Edison's ears, and he couldn't help but worry, but it was for that Pan San Ye, General Liu wasn't afraid of tough guys, no matter how hard their heads were, they couldn't be harder than a grindstone.

  In just a few seconds, Liu Ziguo arrived at the gate of Pan San's mansion. A pair of stone tigers with bared teeth and claws stood on either side of the gate, exuding an aura of majesty. Without even knocking on the door, he delivered a powerful kick that shattered the gate and sent it flying backward, knocking over several family members.

  Charge in directly, and anyone who blocks the way will be slapped with a big slap. This kind of slap is different from the ordinary slap, and those who are slapped are all bleeding from the mouth and directly knocked unconscious.

  "Pan San! Come out!" Liu Ziguang's angry roar startled the birds on the treetops into flight. Thinking of the Snow Lotus-like fishing village girl being defiled by the coarse and filthy bailiff Pan, he couldn't contain his indignation. This kind of thing was absolutely unacceptable!

  Pan San didn't come out, but instead a sharp cry came from the inner chamber: "Don't! Don't!" Liu Ziguang rushed over and kicked open all the locked doors.

  When he kicked open the last door, he only saw a man with a black body pressing on the girl's body and laughing lewdly. Liu Ziguang's blood rushed to his head, and he took out the short knife from his boot.