Chapter 87: The Xu Shi of Huangzhou, A Great Harvest

In the room, Liang Qu soaked in the bathtub, feeling a burst of comfort.

In a martial artist's home, especially a wealthy martial artist's home, the one thing they didn't lack was bathtubs.

Five people having one each was more than enough.

The five senior brothers were like soaking in a large bathhouse, and the whole room was full of white mist.

After the bath, the bloody smell disappeared. Liang Qu grabbed the Heavenly Water Centipede hidden in his clothes, changed into clean clothes, and accidentally found that the clothes fit quite well.

Xu Zishuai tied his belt and explained: "The Madam likes to make clothes for us. She sends a few sets every festival, so I don't usually buy clothes. Just what the Madam sends is enough."

Liang Qu was stunned: "The Madam made them herself?"

"How is that possible?" Xu Zishuai laughed, "The Madam is old, and we have so many senior brothers. One set for each would be exhausting enough, let alone a few sets each. They are all made by servants, but the Madam occasionally makes sachets for us, and her craftsmanship is top-notch."

Xiang Zhangsong interjected: "Can the craftsmanship of the eldest daughter of the Xu family be bad? The brocade of the Xu family is also famous."

Xu Zishuai laughed loudly: "Haha, that's true. If I have the ability in the future, I'll let the Madam make a match for me and the Xu family."

"I think it's unlikely. The Madam can't bear to push her own people into a fire pit."

"You guy, how are you talking? How are you talking? What's wrong with me? Huh?" Xu Zishuai wrapped his arms around Xiang Zhangsong's head, curled his middle finger, and drilled his forehead fiercely, "Give you another chance to speak again."

"Pain, pain, pain, Cao Shixiong Lu, save me!"

"Alright, that's enough." Lu Gang stepped out of the bathtub, and yellow medicinal liquid dripped down.

Lu Gang had suffered some minor injuries in the battle with Huang Zejun, so he soaked in the medicinal bath for a while longer than the others.

The two stopped their movements upon hearing this.

"Cao Shixiong Xiang, which Xu family is it?"

"Junior brother is still in enlightenment, so it's normal not to know those big surnames." Xiang Zhangsong tidied his clothes and sat on a long bench on the side, "The Madam is from the Xu family of Huangzhou. The Xu family is an out-and-out big surname in Huangzhou. They produced Grand Secretaries during the Taizu period, and there were several Vice Ministers."

Liang Qu started gossiping: "Then how did the Madam and the Master meet?"

"When the Master was young, he served in the army. When he rose to the rank of Captain, because of his bravery in battle, he was appreciated by General Xu Wenzhu, who personally acted as a matchmaker for the Master.

General Xu Wenzhu is the third son of Duke Xu Youguang. The person he introduced is naturally extraordinary; it is the daughter of Xu Rongguang, the Third-Rank Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, which is our Madam. Speaking of which, the Madam marrying the Master at that time could be considered marrying down, right?" Xiang Zhangsong fell into deep thought.

Hu Qi laughed loudly: "Be careful that the Master will whip you if he knows."

Xiang Zhangsong put his hands on his hips: "What are you afraid of? The Madam will take action."

"Alright, if you're all washed, go out. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can go back and rest."

Lu Gang stood up, and the crowd stopped arguing and returned to the hall.

At this time, Xu had already sat in the main seat. A large table had been set up in the hall at some point, filled with dishes, steaming with heat. It was probably just made by the servants.

Xu sipped her tea and said leisurely: "In the middle of the night, you came over with a bloody smell? And you also brought a cripple and a dwarf. Are you not letting the old lady sleep?"

"Sorry to disturb you, Madam."

The five senior brothers all bowed and apologized.

"Alright, seeing that you've been busy all night, Little Nine ate half a plate of pastries, so I asked the servants to prepare meals for you. Eat first, and we'll talk while eating."

Xu ordered, so there was naturally nothing to be polite about. The senior brothers sat around the Eight Immortals table and served their own rice.

The preparation time was not sufficient, and things like stewed meat couldn't be made in time. Most of the dishes on the table were stir-fried, but they were all mixed with large slices of meat, using lard, which was enough to go with rice.

Huang Zejun in the corner swallowed his saliva. He hadn't eaten dinner, and after a fierce battle, his stomach was empty, and he was really hungry and uncomfortable, like being burned by fire.

Xu didn't rush to ask questions. She scanned the room and only asked after everyone had eaten at least one bowl of rice.

Lu Gang took a bite and pointed to the two people tied up in the corner: "Let the Madam know, the Ghost Mother Sect, oh, that is the Water Bath Sect thieves, have all been executed. There should be nothing wrong recently."

The senior brothers had read Zhao Hongyuan's letter and all felt that the name Ghost Mother was much better than Water Bath, so they changed their words in unison.

Xu raised her eyebrows, revealing an expression that was expected.

"I said, those guys who couldn't fart decades ago couldn't fart decades later either. Even doing some sneaky things had to be specifically diverted from your Master.

It can be said that they are trapped in a corner, timid as mice, and they hide well, but I'm afraid it's one generation worse than the next, just a bunch of stray dogs."

Liang Qu laughed out loud. This description was almost the same as what he got when he first came to find the Madam.

Now looking at it, it was really so.

"Pfft."

Huang Zejun in the corner coughed up a mouthful of blood and glared at them.

Xu glanced at him: "You brought them here, so remember to clean them up yourself later. Tell the story in detail; just treat it as listening to a joke in the middle of the night."

Lu Gang looked around and said: "Liang Shidi Liang, you say it. You have more contact with the Zhao family."

Liang Qu swallowed a mouthful of rice and started from the note he got from Zheng Xiang, the steward of the Zhao Prefecture, until he caught Huang Zejun. He also added the origin of his relationship with Zheng Xiang, but of course, he didn't mention the business with Mangy Zhang.

The senior brothers were shocked as they listened.

Xu Zishuai laughed loudly: "That Zheng Xiang has a good eye."

"Junior brother, you didn't mention this before!"

"I just felt it was irrelevant..."

Hu Qi pondered: "The news that Zhao Hongyuan likes men is widely spread. Now it seems that it is likely a cover. Fortunately, Liang Shidi didn't agree at that time, otherwise, we might not be able to see each other now."

"It's just that he ran fast. Being able to raise hundreds of mountain ghosts, I don't know how many people he harmed. Anyway, don't let me meet him. If I meet him, I will definitely kill him." Xu Zishuai's words were full of murderous intent.

"Don't underestimate the people of the world." Xiang Zhangsong sighed with emotion.

Being able to deal with the Ghost Mother Sect for so long within five years, there was certainly the grace of saving his life, but he didn't even cast a blood curse, and he retreated completely after the event...

"Zhao Hongyuan! I must kill you!"

In the corner, Huang Zejun, who silently heard the cause and effect, had bloodshot eyes. He finally understood why he was inexplicably exposed. Under the anger, he vomited another mouthful of blood.

Xu was angry: "So noisy, take him out for me!"

Xu Zishuai flashed and threw Huang Zejun out of the door.

Huang Zejun, who was seriously injured, fell heavily on the stone brick ground, and his wounds were pulled again, suffering unbearable pain.

The people in the room could faintly hear his dry howling, but it was much better than before.

"By the way, Madam, how should we deal with the shop land deeds worth more than two thousand taels? And what should we do with this Huang Zejun and that dwarf?" Xu Zishuai sat back on the stool and asked.

"What do you think?"

"Everything is up to the Madam! *5"

Although Zhao Hongyuan's shops were meant for the martial arts hall in his words, how to distribute them was a big problem.

Although the Second Cao Shixiong and Fifth Senior Sister were not in Pingyang Town, they were also dealing with Ghost Mother Sect members in Chaojiang County, so they should naturally share a piece of the pie.

In addition, there was the Eldest Cao Shixiong. Everyone had it, but it wouldn't be appropriate if only the Eldest Cao Shixiong didn't.

Moreover, after getting along for so many days, Liang Qu already knew that the Eldest Cao Shixiong was Master Yang's eldest son.

Xu looked through the deeds and pondered for a while: "Then I will convert them into cash. Little Three gets three hundred taels, Little Four gets two hundred taels, and the rest get one hundred and fifty taels each. How about that?"

"Naturally, no complaints."

"Do you want shops or cash?"

"Cash."

"Madam, I want cash too."

"Everyone is the same."

Everyone had their own main job, and no one wanted to waste energy on business, so cash was naturally the best.

"Hmm, then I will send someone to get the silver notes and convert them for you. As for that Huang Zejun, we'll talk about it when your Master comes back in two days. Just keep him on your side for the next few days, and don't let him die or escape." ===== CHAPTER 88 =====