The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 3: Ou Zibu's Blood Splatters on Yuanyang Tower
This adulterous couple deserves to die!

In order to conceal the fact that the bride was not in the bridal chamber, Zhang Fuyue used his power to hold the wedding in a very low-key manner and drove away all the guests early. Therefore, when Ou Zibu left the house, the entire house was almost empty.

However, Ou Zibu did not go there alone rashly. Instead, he turned to the other side and kicked open the door of a small courtyard not far away.

The courtyard was small and pitch black, but almost at the same time that Ou Zibu kicked open the gate, a steel knife, illuminated by the dim moonlight, silently chopped towards him.

"Yao, it's me!" Ou Zibu shouted in a deep voice.

The customs of Guangnan people are similar to those of Guangdong and Guangxi people. They only call their relatives and friends by their last character, which sounds like the idol dramas in the 1980s and 1990s.

Hearing Ou Zibu's low shout, a man who was not tall but very strong with bulging muscles all over his body jumped out from the darkness with a steel knife in his hand.

When he saw Nguyen Shi Yuan's personal maid who was beaten badly by Ngo Zi Bu, a glint of surprise immediately flashed in his eyes.

"I'm going to kill that bastard Zhang Fuyue. Do you have the guts to join me?"

Ou Zibu quickly switched to the vernacular channel, because the short and strong man was named Chen Guangyao, and he was a member of the Qinghe Society.

Both the Qinghe Society and the Mingxiang Society were remnants of the Ming Dynasty. Their ancestors were anti-Qing armed forces who followed Ming generals such as Chen Shangchuan and Yang Yandi who refused to serve the Qing Dynasty and settled in the southern part of the Mekong River.

Therefore, they had a close relationship with the Hexian Ou family, who also came from Guangdong. The three parties worked hard to maintain their identity as the remnants of the Ming Dynasty in Southeast Asia, guarding the traditional Han culture, and using the vernacular with accents from Zhanjiang and Maoming as the common language.

"Great! Boss, you finally got it." Chen Guangyao didn't care why Ou Zibu's temperament changed so drastically. Instead, he was very surprised.

Because whether it was the Mingxiang people in Gia Dinh (Ho Chi Minh City) or the Qinghe people in Zhenbian, when their ancestors moved south, they had already become vassals of the Nguyen family of Quang Nam. Only the Ha Tien Ngu family still retained a considerable degree of independence.

Therefore, the Hexian Ou family is the backbone of these Ming Dynasty survivors who left their country and their homes.

Nguyen Thuy Bu, who came from the Nguyen family in Ha Tien and was also recruited to Hue to defend the Nguyen regime, naturally became the leader of all the Ming survivors.

However, in the past, Ou Zibu was a cowardly, confused fool, which made everyone disappointed in him. Until now, only Chen Guangyao still regarded Ou Zibu as a big boss.

"Puff!" The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was heard. Before Ou Zibu could react, Chen Guangyao picked up the trembling maid who was thrown at the door by Ou Zibu, covered her mouth with his hand, and stabbed the knife into her chest at the heart.

Chen Guangyao held the dagger that was stuck in the maid's chest and moved it back and forth a few times. After making sure that she could not scream, he threw it back to the ground.

"This lowly maid has always looked down on my brother. I am disgusted by her and have long wanted to kill her. Don't worry, sir. Yao already knows where Zhang Fuyue is and will take my brother there right away."

A strong smell of blood wafted in. It was not like Ou Zibu had never seen dead people before, but this was the first time he saw someone being killed in person, twisting and struggling on the bloody ground, with a strange groan like a burp coming from his throat.

He felt a little like vomiting, but Ou Zibu forced himself to hold it back. In a flash, he saw some uneasiness on Chen Guangyao's face. Ou Zibu was immediately deeply touched and suddenly realized.

This place is not the later society that emphasizes the rule of law. This is the Age of Exploration where human life is worthless.

What they are going to do now is not to go to the bar to drink or to eat skewers on the street, but to kill people.

Moreover, Zhang Fuyue's father, Zhang Fuluan, who was about to be killed, was a powerful official who controlled the Nguyen family's Guangnan Kingdom. He was in a high position and had great power. Not to mention dealing with small people like them, even the Nguyen family's royal family members, Zhang Fuluan would kill them without mercy.

Killing the son of such a person is not an easy task, nor is it an ordinary fight. Chen Guangyao chose to kill the trusted maid of Zhang Fuyue's mistress at this time, which was actually a token of his allegiance.

After understanding the rules of the situation, Ou Zibu bowed to Chen Guangyao with some gratitude, "Ayao, I will never forget your help!"

Chen Guangyao also bowed solemnly to Mo Zibu and said, "I am willing to follow you, big boss, through mountains of swords and seas of fire!"

. . . .

"Open the door, open the door! Captain Mou is awake and making a lot of noise!"

Chen Guangyao took Ou Zibu and quickly found Zhang Fuyue's secret house near Ou Zibu's bridal chamber.

He had repeatedly suggested killing Zhang Fuyue and Nguyen Thi Yuan and then fleeing, and it seemed he had secretly planned this countless times. And despite Chen Guangyao's burly build, when his throat was pinched, his voice was surprisingly indistinguishable from a woman's.

After a while, a very irritable muttering sound came from inside the courtyard gate. It was already the end of the night hour (3 o'clock in the morning), when people are most tired and sleepy.

He had come to call people just now when Ou Zibu died suddenly, and now he came again less than an hour later. Even though Zhang Fuyue had given instructions, the servants must be very annoyed.

The mumbling sound was getting closer and closer, and then the gate was suddenly opened, and a dim small oil lamp appeared in the gap of the gate before the people.

Without waiting for Ou Zibu's order, Chen Guangyao rolled on the ground and rushed in like a hedgehog. Before the servant holding the oil lamp could see clearly, Chen Guangyao suddenly covered his mouth from behind and pressed him down, and then cut his throat with a cold dagger.

Ou Zibu quickly grabbed the oil lamp and took a few steps forward.

There was another servant behind the servant whose throat was cut by Chen Guangyao. He saw the oil lamp shaking up and down twice accompanied by strange sounds, and immediately came forward to check.

But he hadn't taken a few steps when he felt a gust of strong wind coming. Ou Zibu took a few steps and came in front of him, clenching his right fist and suddenly swinging out.

With a thud, the servant who came up to check suddenly felt stars in his eyes. He opened his mouth to shout but found himself staggering and falling down.

The layout of the courtyard is very simple. It lacks the elaborate front yard, back yard, main hall and corridor found in the courtyards of Chinese officials. It just has three large houses.

The spacious courtyard in the middle is where the master lives, with servants, doormen, etc. on the left and guards on the right.

Chen Guangyao pointed to the entrance of the big house, biting a red cloth in his mouth and wrapping the two double swords around his hands.

Ou Zibu knew what he meant. If he dealt with the guards first, it would definitely wake up the adulterers in the house. It would be bad if they escaped through the back door.

But if they went into the big house and started killing people first, the guards would definitely be awakened, so Chen Guangyao held two swords and let Ou Zibu go in to take revenge, while he stayed at the door to block the awakened guards.

Ou Zibu nodded, took two or three steps, and then kicked the door of the big house open. Chen Guangyao followed him into the house and stood guard at the door.

Hearing the noise, several maids came out of the house immediately to check the news. Ou Zibu showed no mercy and swung the sharp knife in his hand like lightning. Each time the knife hit the maid's neck accurately, knocking her down immediately. The oil lamp in his hand did not even fall.

Zhang Fuyue hugged the naked Ruan Shiyuan and squinted his eyes with pleasure.

As the second son most beloved by the powerful official in Guangnan, Zhang Fuyue was not short of women. Although Guangnan was small, it had three or four million people. Such a population size was enough to support a few dozen powerful people.

So don’t think that Zhang Fuyue is lustful and greedy for flowers, but the flowers he is greedy for are not just ordinary flowers. To catch his eye, the ones who have good looks must also have status and know how to serve men.

Ruan Shiyuan is such a perfect existence. At the same time, Ruan Shiyuan is also his sister-in-law, which makes it even more exciting.

Now with the addition of the married woman and the bride buffs, even Zhang Fuyue, who was a partygoer every night, was stimulated and fought until the middle of the night with great interest.

"Who is making a commotion outside? What happened over there?"

Nguyen Thi Yuan still has a little sense of shame. It is not so easy for people to completely break free from the constraints of morality.

But Zhang Fuyue was such a bastard who had completely broken free from moral constraints. Not to mention his sister-in-law, he even dared to steal his father's concubine.

"Why bother with him? Don't go this time. If that guy surnamed Mou dares to make a noise, I'll have him beaten until he shuts up!"

Zhang Fuyue was a little annoyed. Last time, Ruan Shiyuan had to leave just when the whole thing was halfway through, and now she's here again just when he was about to hug her and have a good sleep.

"Why would the yamen officer need to send someone? I've come here myself. But I don't know how skilled the yamen officer is. Can he beat me into silence?"

Under the dim oil lamp, the door to the inner house was pushed open with a creaking sound.

Ou Zibu held an oil lamp in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand. Blood was still dripping from the blade. The pale moonlight shone from behind Ou Zibu, stretching his figure very long.

(End of this chapter)