The Ma family's clan ceremony lasted for seven days. On the eighth day, the clan members said goodbye one by one, and the Ma family returned to its former deserted state.
The old man of the Ma family was sitting in a warm and comfortable carriage. He opened the curtain and waved to Ma Nantian: "It's very cold. Go home quickly. There's no need to send it off. You are all grandfathers. Come on, please pay more attention to your health, we have a long time ahead.”
Ma Nantian bowed deeply to the old man of the Ma family and watched the carriage disappear at the end of the street.
If the matter were not serious, Ma Nantian would not want to disturb this elderly man.
In this era of constant natural disasters and frequent wars, people who can live to be forty or fifty years old are considered long-lived, and those who can live to be eighty years old are rare.
The old man of the Ma family lived to be a hundred years old!
For such a person who lives a long and blessed life, even a Tatar must give him a high look.
Winter in Wuzhou this year is extremely cold, and I don’t know how many people will freeze to death.
Ma Nantian sighed, retracted his hands into his sleeves, and hurried home.
After a short rest for a day, in the evening of the next day, Ma Nantian made an appointment with Haida, the leader of the cannibal caravan, whom he was familiar with, to Cuiyun Pavilion, the famous gold-selling cave in Wuzhou City.
This is a three-story pavilion. The outer wall of the courtyard is covered with red lanterns. The candlelight shines on the blue brick wall, giving off an ambiguous atmosphere. The carved door in front of the door is open, welcoming guests like a cloud. It is very lively.
"Ma Lang, you finally have time to come see me!" As soon as Haida saw Ma Nantian, she gave him a big hug.
The two of them followed the small bridge in the courtyard and crossed the clear pond. The water in the pond has not yet frozen, and the stream is flowing by. The sound of running water is intertwined with the sound of silk and bamboo under the pavilion, which is the remaining The elegance and romance of Dazhou.
"The Cuiyun Pavilion is not cheap, Ma Lang, are you sure you want to invite me this time?" As soon as Haida entered Cuiyun Pavilion, she felt that the blood in her body was boiling.
Ma Nantian smiled and said to the madam who came up to him: "Call the girls here and ask for chicks!"
When the madam saw that he was a big customer, he immediately left.
The private room of Ma Nantian and Haida was filled with the sweet scent of incense, mixed with the fragrance of women's powder.
Haida poured herself a cup of tea and suppressed the heat in her heart: "Good brother, you are so generous, tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Ma Nantian: "You Have fun first, and we’ll talk about it after you’re done.”
“That’s so embarrassing.”
Even so, Hedda's eyes were still attracted by the girls filing in.
Unlike the girls in the Da Zhou brothel, the girls in Cuiyun Pavilion are much bolder in their clothing.
In the cold weather, they only wore a bellyband and a layer of gauze.
The material clings to the body lightly, outlining their slim figures.
Maybe they were shivering because of the cold, but they still forced a smile.
This rustling appearance further aroused the guests' desire for violence.
Haida could no longer hold back, picked up the plumpest woman and headed towards the inner room.
Following a cooing cry, a creaking sound came from the inner room.
The man's roar and the woman's scream instantly made the other women in the room pale.
Ma Nantian asked the girls to sit around him. There was a charcoal stove under his table to give them some warmth.
Although they were close to the charcoal stove, the girls were shaking even more. Ma Nantian knew their fear, so he turned around and asked, "How old are you? How did you come to Cuiyun Pavilion?"
The women in the inner room screamed more and more fiercely. There was also a hint of crying.
"Your Majesty, I am fourteen years old. This year has been a bad year, and my family can't bring in the autumn grain and have no food to eat, so they sold me."
"Your Majesty! I am not I was sold, I was kidnapped. I beg you, sir, please be kind and inform my family to help me get out.”
The person who spoke was a little girl with a chubby face and a pair of round eyes that seemed to be able to talk.
The little girl was afraid that Ma Nantian would not believe her, so she poured out all the details about herself as if grasping at a life-saving straw.
"I'm not lying to you! My name is Chen Xing'er, and I live on Gufeng Street, opposite the Drum Tower. My father's name is Chen Dahai, and he runs a silk and satin shop at the other end of South Street! You can find out about me by asking around there. Dad’s name!”
Chen Xing’er’s eyes were full of fear and panic: “I have a father. I have a younger brother, but my parents love me the most. They will definitely be willing to spend money to redeem me!” They were kidnapped, but because the person who sold me was a Tatar, they didn’t dare to say anything!”
Ma Nantian opened his mouth, wondering how he should explain to this Myolie Chen.
In fact, businessmen doing business in Wuzhou have heard of it more or less about the Chen family.
Chen Dahai knew that his daughter had been sold into Cuiyun Pavilion, so he wanted to find connections to rescue her, but the Tatars took the money and did nothing.
Chen Dahai came to argue, but was hacked to death by the Tatars. The Tatars also used this excuse to raid Chen Dahai's home and shop, and sold the Chen brothers as slaves. Mrs. Chen He was also sold to Fireworks Alley Liu.
“Ah!” With a long roar, Haida walked out naked, dripping with sweat, “Cheerful! Han women are still the most tender! Good brother, thank you for your hospitality!”
Ma Nantian smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "I remember that last year you gave me a kapok plant. My family liked it very much, so I was thinking, could you bring me more seeds?"
Haida's squinting eyes wandered over the girls: "It's just a trivial matter, just a convenient thing, why is it worth spending so much on it?"
This kapok is so abundant in Dashi, It cannot be eaten or drunk, it is just an ornamental plant.
Ma Nantian clasped his fists: "Thank you, Brother Haida."
Haida's eyes fell on the mellow Myolie Chen, and Myolie Chen quickly hid behind Ma Nantian.
Heda didn't take it seriously, hugged the girl beside him, and returned to the inner room again amid the woman's exclamation.
Myolie Chen was so frightened that she curled up into a ball: "I want to go home, I want to go home, daddy, grandma, come and save me!"
Ma Nantian touched Myolie Chen's Hair, this Cuiyun Pavilion is the property of a big family, and the girls inside will not be let go until their bodies are squeezed dry.
Haida's physical strength is amazing. After playing all night, all the girls in the room, except Myolie Chen, were fucked all over.
Ma Nantian just watched with cold eyes, but his thoughts flew to the day when Wuzhou City was destroyed many years ago!
That day, the city of Wuzhou burst into flames. Amid the blood and women's cries of pain, the Tatars celebrated for three days and three nights!
Ma Nantian lowered his eyes and took a sip of cold tea.
Wait a minute, such deep hatred outweighs resentment, sooner or later it will be settled!
Ma Nantian took over Chen Xing'er, but did not touch her. Before leaving, he left a copy of "Yunzhou Weekly": "Are you literate?"
Chen Xing'er couldn't believe that she really met her. When the good man arrived, he nodded quickly: "My father taught me."
"Hide it well and take a careful look when nothing happens."
"Okay!" (End of this chapter)