The legendary flower thief

  She hung out the white scarf, then picked up two buckets of water, went out of the courtyard gate, and walked towards an ancient well at the end of the alley, drew two buckets of water, and carried them back.

  She washed the clothes in the basin with one of the buckets of water, and after washing them, she hung them up to dry. After doing all this, she finally straightened her waist, stretched a lazy stretch, gazed at the stars in the sky for a while, and then turned around and entered the side room.

  Before long, she came out of the room with a small bag full of things, skillfully poured the yellow beans in the basin filled with clear water, washed and drained the water, and put them into the water bucket that had just been fetched from the well.

  It's clear that these are her daily tasks, some of which are monotonous and repetitive, yet from a distance, they have a serene beauty to them.

  Zhenming was so focused that he looked like a god, and saw two groups of people lurking around the houses on both sides of the alley. One group had two men in black clothes with their faces covered in black cloth, looking suspicious and sneaky as they crawled to the gate of the courtyard, peeking inside through the gap in the door.

  Another group of people recognized the miserable youth, who was actually the young man he had chased away last night, hiding under the window with his few servants.

  These two groups of people were clearly not from the same camp, and with Zhen Ming's misfortune added to his own, the Tofu Beauty in the courtyard was being spied on by three groups of people at the same time.

  That tofu-like Xi Shi was completely unaware, took down the clothes that had been hung on the drying rack to dry, and went inside.

  Zhen Ming was about to turn around and go back to sleep, but just as he was supporting himself on the ladder, he saw the two men at the entrance of the courtyard pull out something from their waists. In the moonlight, a cold glow flashed by, and they inserted it into the door gap, gently prying it open, and the door bolt opened with a click.

  Two people sneaked in quietly and hid beside the tofu western-style toilet door.

  Zhen Ming's eyebrows furrowed in distress.

  ……

  In the courtyard, two men in black clothes with black cloth covering their faces were lurking at the door.

  One person took out a package of yellow paper from his pocket, opened it and pulled out a string of incense-like thing, lit it with a lighter, put it in a bamboo tube, gently inserted it through the door gap, then tore off the black cloth on his face, gently held the other end of the bamboo tube to his mouth, and blew the smoke into the house.

  Another person whispered: "Brother, does this thing work?"

  "I didn't know that, Brother Li said. This thing is called Soul-Confusing Smoke, it's colorless and odorless. If you inhale a bit of it, you'll be dizzy for half a day and won't wake up. As for whether it works or not, we'll find out in a moment."

  "What about her husband?"

  "Don't worry, I've been observing him for several days. This old man likes to gamble and often doesn't come back home until the next morning after a night of gambling. Today, I followed him into the casino as soon as he left the house. He won't be able to leave for a while, so we can kidnap him and hand him over to Brother Li. After that's done, we'll send him back home without anyone noticing. We'll get our hands on 10 taels of silver easily!"

  "I heard this is the woman Lord Feng has been wanting all along. If Second Master does this, won't he offend Lord Feng?"

  "What's the fear, anyway she's already a widow who has been married, not some young virgin, even if Second Master takes advantage of her once or twice, Lord Fan won't be able to tell the difference, otherwise Li wouldn't dare touch her, heh heh, maybe later on we two brothers can still take advantage of the situation and get some benefits."

  Another person burst out laughing, "Brother, I'm not kidding you, when I first saw this Tofu Xishi, my heart was itchy, her skin is as white and tender as the tofu she grinds, making people want to take a bite just by looking at her, especially those two big breasts in front of her chest, walking down the street, swaying back and forth, full of elasticity, swaying so hard that my heart almost jumped out of my chest... If I could pinch it, knead it, even if I died immediately, it would be worth it..."

  "Shh, be quiet, listen carefully..."

  Two people put their ears against the door panel, and before long, a dull thud of something heavy falling to the ground came from inside the room.

  The two of them exchanged a thrilled glance, pulled out their daggers, pried open the door latch, covered their noses with a wet cloth, and rushed into the room.

  Only to see Zhang's nearly half-naked, delicate body in a camisole and tight shorts, lying unconscious beside the wooden tub in the bathroom, with the bathroom curtain torn down and scattered on the floor.

  The wooden bucket in the bathroom is filled with hot water, steaming hot.

  Obviously about to undress and bathe.

  Two men hastily pulled out white cloth bags from their waists, which had been prepared in advance, and walked to her side. With quick hands and feet, they put her into the bag, with one of them also taking a swipe at her snow-white and smooth thighs.

  "Don't touch anymore, wait until the second master is done playing, there will be plenty of opportunities for you to play. Put everything away properly, don't let people see that someone has been here, otherwise those young masters will know she's been kidnapped and it'll be a big fuss!"

  He then dispelled any further thoughts, withdrew his hand that had already slipped into her cleavage, stood up, hung the scattered curtains back in place, and restored the crime scene to its original state.

  Then, one person shouldered Zhang's body which had been stuffed into a sack, and the other looked out ahead, scouting around in all directions. After not finding anything unusual, the two of them, one in front and one behind, left the yard, walked to the side of the alley where a horse carriage was parked, got on the carriage, and drove off at full speed...

  ……

  When Zhen Ming rushed out of the street, the horse carriage had already run hundreds of meters away. The gate of Zhang's house was wide open, and he didn't care about avoiding suspicion, turning around and rushing into Zhang's house, entering her room.

  As expected, Zhang was nowhere to be seen in the room.

  He picked up the half-burned incense stick from the ground, brought it to his nose and sniffed, suddenly feeling a wave of dizziness in his head.

  Just then, a shout came from the window: "You flower thief, no wonder you wouldn't let me see Sister Zhang. You're a thief shouting to catch a thief! Come and get him, take him away for me, where's my Sister Zhang?"

  Zhenming bitterly raised his head towards the source of the sound, and saw that in front of the two holes on the window, a pair of eyes were rolling around, searching for Zhang's figure in the room.

  Who else could it be but the young man who peeked at Zhang's bath last night? It seems he just climbed up to the window and only saw Zhen Ming Su, but didn't see the two black-clothed men who kidnapped Zhang earlier.

  Zhen Ming's face changed color and he hastily rushed out of the door.

  Outside the window, that young man saw him wanting to run and hurriedly shouted loudly: "Want to run! Don't let this flower thief run away! Quick, catch him!"

  "Little ancestor, stop swaying, ahh... ahh... ahh..."

  All of a sudden, there was a loud "thud" and the young man riding on the shoulders of two slaves fell off their shoulders.

  The boy was thrown to the ground, hurting so much that he cursed: "You dog slaves, let you carry me steadily, haven't I fed you enough? Ah, it hurts me to death, what are you staring at, don't you hurry up and chase after her? If anything happens to Sister Zhang, I'll make you pay, ah..."

  "Little, little ancestor, this..."

  "Go away, I'm fine, don't bother with me!"

  "No, young master, don't chase after him, that flower thief has already passed by." The servants all took a few steps back.

  "Ah, you've come?" The young man rubbed his buttocks and slowly got up from the ground, looking at Zhen Mingsu who had run to his front in an instant. He had seen Zhen Mingsu's methods before, but now seeing Zhen Mingsu's face was not good, with a hint of fear on his face, he still didn't back down, puffed out his chest and said sternly: "You, what do you want to do? Don't come any closer, I'm not afraid of you! Let me tell you, Zhang sister is my woman, whoever dares to bully her, I'll fight them to the death!"