Chapter 415: Please Have Compassion, Master

Two carriages, driven by coachmen—one with a carriage box for people and one without for goods—drove on the official road to Yanggu County. The team was guarded by three strong and powerful men holding knives in the front and back, with the one in the lead being especially tall and strong. Sitting in front of the carriage with a box was a little girl in green clothes, looking like she had just reached the age of fifteen. She dangled her legs, looking aimlessly at the scenery on the side of the road, with worries that could not be hidden.

The curtain of the carriage box was lifted by a slender, white, and plain hand, revealing a beautiful woman with black hair, willow-leaf eyebrows, peach-blossom eyes, a cherry mouth, and rosy cheeks—what a charming beauty.

Only seeing her sandalwood mouth open slightly, a crisp but slightly soul-hooking and charming voice sounded: "Xiao Lan, ask how long until we arrive."

The little girl in green clothes obediently shouted at the top of her lungs: "Brother Wu Song, how long until we arrive?"

Wu Song, walking in front, didn't look back: "One hour."

This journey was still smooth, with no blind strong men robbing the road. They had now entered Yanggu territory, and finally, he didn't fail Master's trust.

"Sister Jinlian, one more hour."

"I heard it."

Pan Jinlian gave a coquettish shout and put down the curtain. The bright smile on her face just now instantly faded, and she suffered alone in the carriage box, grieving and hesitating for her unknown fate.

She didn't seduce Squire Zhang, and even less did she seduce Squire Zhang's son. It was that shameless father and son who were thinking about her. If it weren't for her resisting to the death several times, she would have been taken advantage of by those two beasts long ago. As a result, she was locked up by the mistress of the house, given only some food and drink to save her life, and told she would be married off. Based on her understanding—no, no need to understand—she knew the family she was married to would definitely not be good. Either a widower with children or someone with a defect, and the family would be poor. She was just a little prettier; what was her fault?

Just when she was in despair, Squire Zhang suddenly ran back. Looking at her somewhat miserable appearance, he slapped the mistress of the house without a word. For the servants in the mansion who had always known that Squire Zhang was afraid of his wife, this was unbelievable. But this wasn't over. After Squire Zhang slapped his wife to his heart's content, he had the cook in the mansion make her a sumptuous meal, with vegetables, meat, cakes, fruits, and even grape wine.

It was also when she was eating uneasily that Squire Zhang, showing his full mouth of yellow teeth, told her the truth. It turned out that Master Wang of Yanggu County had heard that there was such a beauty in Squire Zhang's house. Because Squire Zhang had a request for Master Wang, he agreed to send her to Master Wang as a concubine.

Squire Zhang said that Master Wang was only eighteen, a year younger than her. He had a thousand acres of fertile land and countless gold and silver. His parents died when he was fifteen, and he alone controlled such a large family business. Since he was young, he was fond of martial arts and also had the fame of a scholar. He was a person who could write and fight, tall and strong, with a majestic appearance, and had always done good deeds, having a reputation for virtue. He was single. Who knew how many good families' young ladies wanted to marry him but couldn't? Being his concubine was a blessing cultivated in the previous life.

Squire Zhang praised her a lot, and also said that since she had been in the mansion for many years and was a person of the mansion, she should have a dowry when being a concubine to Master. The one called Xiao Lan who just spoke had no name; it was the name given by the mistress, called An Lan. Since she had a good relationship with her, when she heard she needed a maid to accompany her, she designated this little girl. Although she didn't know what it would be like when she got there, she didn't think it would be worse than now, and it wasn't harming that Xiao Lan. The silk and satin on the carriage behind were also dowries given by Squire Zhang, which were very generous.

She wasn't brainless either. Through Squire Zhang's reaction, she also understood Master Wang's power. After all, Squire Zhang was considered one of the best in Qinghe County. They were both wealthy families; if it weren't for feeling inferior, how could he do this?

She was just a good-looking woman. Regarding this arrangement, she was powerless to resist; what could she do if she didn't obey? In the mansion, she could resist to the death because there was that jealous woman, the mistress, and the thoughts of other maids and servants. But this time, if she didn't obey, she might really die.

Master Wang, what would he be like?

Continuing to worry about her uncertain fate, they rested twice more on the road, and finally.

"Master, Young Lady Pan has been brought safely."

She heard the words of the tall, mighty, and resolute constable who escorted her. She couldn't help but clench her hands, biting her lower lip with her upper teeth, her heart beating extremely fast. The next moment, a man's smiling voice came.

"Hard work, Erlang. Was the trip smooth?"

"Smooth, no strong men robbed the road." Wu Song shook his head, took out a letter and two sheets of paper from his bosom: "Master, this is the letter Squire Zhang asked Wu Song to wait for, and these two sheets are the slave contracts of Young Lady Pan and her maid."

Wang Yan took it, tore open the letter and looked at it. It was just some polite words. After all, things were done, so people should know. He casually handed the letter along with the slave contracts to the housekeeper beside him, asking him to handle the household registration for Pan Jinlian and An Lan, and then said to Wu Song and the others: "Good, you brothers have worked hard on the way. Go wash up first, get rid of the dust of the journey, and then eat meat in big chunks and drink wine in big bowls."

"Thank you, Master." The six people, led by Wu Song, cupped their hands in unison and then consciously left.

Wang Yan put his hands behind his back, smiling and looking at An Lan, who was standing by the carriage, blinking her big eyes and at a loss: "What are you staring at? Why don't you help the young lady down?"

"Ah? Oh." The little girl was stunned for a moment and hurriedly lifted the curtain: "Sister Jinlian, get off the carriage."

Pan Jinlian bent down, lifted the carriage curtain, and poked her head out. At a glance, she saw the man not far away, standing with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. Their eyes met, and the blush on her cheeks added three points of rosy color, like a startled little deer, she quickly looked away, not daring to look at Master. Then, supported by the little maid An Lan, she stepped on the carriage stool and got off the carriage slowly.

She stepped forward a few steps nervously, close to Master, bent her body, held her hands, and gave a graceful salute: "This slave Jinlian, meets Master."

Eyebrows like willow leaves in early spring, often containing rain-like hatred and cloud-like sorrow; face like peach blossoms in the third month, hiding romantic feelings and moon-like intentions. Slender waist, swaying, restrained like a swallow lazy and an oriole lazy; sandalwood mouth light and agile, hooking bees crazy and butterflies chaotic. Jade appearance enchanting, flowers can speak; fragrant face graceful, jade produces fragrance.

Its charm was even ten points better than what Wang Yan had originally thought—truly a national beauty.

"We are all one family from now on, no need for such courtesy." Master smiled and looked at the shy and timid eyes, nodding with satisfaction: "Cuiping, take the young lady and this little girl to wash up, bring the young lady to the main room to rest, and arrange for this little girl."

Cuiping was one of the original two maids. Hearing Master's words, she nodded repeatedly, stepped forward to lead the three women away.

"Young Master has a good eye, this Young Lady Pan is truly beautiful." Seeing the three women walk far away, Wang Fusheng smiled: "Young Master, you must work hard to have children, so that the old master and mistress can rest in peace in the underworld."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, said a few words to this loyal old housekeeper, turned around and wandered to each workshop to take a look at the situation.

Now his stall could basically be considered a start. Various craftsmen were constantly being recruited, researching various things according to his wishes. There was also a secret base being developed, right in the valley in the back mountain. After all, the things he made were not ordinary weapons, but standard military armor for combat soldiers. Even if the government's tolerance for controlled knives was rationalized under the system's balance, it couldn't rationalize military armor, right? What should be hidden must be hidden.

And the school expansion matter he ordered earlier would also be almost finished in a while. A few of Teacher Zhang's close old friends also came. After Wang Yan met them and examined their levels, he kept them all with generous treatment. One thing he had been doing recently was studying teaching matters with a group of old men.

The main thing was that this time he didn't intend to teach by subjects like in modern times. The whole thing was divided into two major subjects: literature and martial arts. Literature was those ordinary Confucian classics and mathematics, while martial arts was body tempering, boxing, and other military fighting. Of course, more time was still spent on liberal arts, after all, there were too many things to learn, and the coursework was not easy.

The main thing was that the children here would take the imperial examination in the future. After all, there were still more than ten years, and if he didn't let people take the imperial examination, the parents wouldn't agree—this was not something Master Wang's prestige could scare. Otherwise, he would still prefer the modern teaching mode: general knowledge for teenagers, and specialization when they grow up. After all, not everyone had such strong natural talent, and "understanding everything by understanding one" was just talk. How many people really understood? Ordinary natural talent was always the majority.

However, doing things according to his wishes would be seven or eight years later, because according to the time, at that time, his son would also be at the age of starting education, which was just right to start cultivating his son's peers and preparing talents for the next generation.

He wandered around this circle just to wait for Wu Song and the others to finish washing up, so they could eat together. On one hand, the little brother returned from doing things, so the big brother had to reward him. On the other hand, it was also because today Master Wang was taking a concubine, and the whole Wang Family Village was very lively. Other tenants, craftsmen, guards, etc., all ate and drank very sumptuously, even better than the food they had for the New Year before.

This was normal, because the raw material for soap and scented soap was animal fat, and Wang Yan didn't use other animal fats, only pork. Basically, pigs were killed every day. Everyone in Wang Family Village worked for Wang Yan, and even the few small landlords with their own land were swallowed by Master Wang, completely unifying Wang Family Village. Fat was used as raw material, and the lean meat was distributed to everyone to eat, basically eating meat every day. There was also a lot of meat that was pickled, cured, and air-dried to make reserves.

Just a few high-end scented soaps were the price of a live pig, and the extra was pure profit—very wealthy.

It was lively until past seven o'clock. After Wang Yan washed up, he returned to the main room.

Hearing the creaking sound of opening and closing the door, Pan Jinlian, who had already eaten a sumptuous meal, washed herself until she was fragrant, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, jumped up. She looked at Master, who had already arrived at the bedroom door, with his clothes half-open, revealing a beautiful tattoo, and a gentle smile on his face, at a loss.

Seeing her nervous appearance, Master shook his head and smiled, went to sit by the Eight Immortals table on the side, and poured a cup of warm white water: "No need to be afraid, I don't eat people. Sit over and talk."

Pan Jinlian bit her lip, moved slowly to Wang Yan's side, sat down with a seat apart, lowered her head, and acted like an ostrich, not daring to look at the smiling man.

He poured another cup of water and pushed it in front of her: "Cuiping should have told you about our family's situation, so I won't tell you again. With your background, you can't be the mistress of my Wang family, but as far as the current situation is concerned, I have never had the idea of finding a mistress. So in the next few years, this backyard will be up to you. And I can promise that even if there is a legal wife in the future, I won't let her act recklessly and make things difficult for you.

My Wang family can also be considered a high-ranking family, but there are not so many messy rules. So here, you can rest assured. You can do whatever you want on weekdays, no need to be restrained in the big mansion. If you have any needs, just find Uncle Fu. You can spend money as you wish; I have already explained it, just go to the account room to draw it."

This era naturally had more romance, but the stories of talented scholars and beautiful ladies were mostly in the pleasure houses, not in one's own backyard. Wang Yan just normally told Pan Jinlian about the family rules. Regarding the issue of treating women, whether ancient or modern, he had always supported women's own ideas and would not force them.

And truth be told, the status of women in this era was still relatively high, and the social atmosphere was considered open. Besides not being good at fighting, the Great Song was actually quite good. Of course, the lives of ordinary people had to be excluded. After all, in every dynasty, it was good enough for ordinary people not to starve to death.

Listening to Master's words, Pan Jinlian drank the water in the cup in one gulp, her beautiful eyebrows staring straight at the smiling Master. She felt that her multi-faceted fate might have turned around starting today, and the life ahead was full of sunshine and flowers. At least for now, it was indeed like this. If it was like this in the future, that would be good...

Her watery big eyes seemed to be able to speak, her eyes were full of charm, her lips opened slightly, and she whispered: "Master, it's getting late, let's rest early..."

Wang Yan believed that his image at this moment was incomparably majestic. Because Pan Jinlian must have thought a lot when she came—would she be abused, would she be treated as a plaything, would she be kicked away after playing, and so on. After all these, she scared herself enough. But seeing his real person and hearing about the Wang family's situation, the contrast between the positive and negative was the key to setting him off.

As for Pan Jinlian's initiative, things had come to this point and it was a foregone conclusion. What else could she do if she didn't take the initiative? At least taking the initiative could add points—she was a smart one.

Looking at the beauty who was shy and lowered her head, blushing even to her exposed beautiful neck, Master laughed, put down the teacup in his hand, took two steps over, and amidst her "Ah" coquettish shout, hugged her horizontally.

He lowered his head directly to Jinlian's mouth, felt the plumpness by the mouth, pried open the cherry mouth, and while kissing, hugged Jinlian and laid her on the bed.

"Please have compassion, Master..."

Pan Jinlian gave a soft moan, clumsily but bravely responding, her hands tightly hugging Master's strong body...

It was indescribable, but the breath that made people addicted permeated the bedroom. It was the towering height of the peak that couldn't be seen at the end, it was the raging waves of the sea that couldn't be seen at the edge, it was the great joy of men and women...

---Author's Note---

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