Kangxi and Qingyan turned their attention to the country road again, and saw a young woman wearing dark blue cotton and linen clothes. Her hair was messy and scratched, and there were bloody red marks all over her face and neck.

, The whole person was stumbling towards them with tears streaming down his face.

Not far behind her, closely followed was a middle-aged man in earth-brown coarse cloth, and a large group of villagers who were walking leisurely and leisurely, obviously coming to see something good.

The young woman ran closer and saw her daughter being held in the arms of a handsome young man and patting her gently. Her dull eyes suddenly lit up.

Stimulated by great sorrow and joy, her legs weakened and she fell hard to the ground. Her forehead accidentally hit a stone and a bruise came out. She couldn't care less about the huge pain coming from her forehead.

He quickly got up from the ground and ran to Nalan Rongruo's side.

She was still crying and chanting: "Little flower, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mother is here, mother is here."

Nalan Xingde had lived for more than twenty years, and this was the first time he encountered such a scene. He was at a loss and reflexively handed the little girl who had stopped crying in his arms to the young woman.

The woman's face was covered with tear stains, mixed with loess and blood stains, and looked dirty. Only her eyes were clear and bright, black and white.

"Mom, dear, oooooooooooo, little flower, I'm afraid, afraid~". When the little girl saw the woman, she quickly stretched out her two little arms and hugged her neck tightly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

The young woman held her lost daughter tightly in her arms. Along the way, she prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the sky to do something so that the strong wind along the river would stop as soon as possible, and that the wooden basin carrying her daughter's life would not be blown away.

Turning over, she forced herself not to think about the possibility that her daughter might lose her life.

Now that her prayer was successful and her daughter was saved by a kind person, she felt the warmth from the little body in her arms through her clothes. Now she could no longer hold back her emotions. She sat on the ground and began to collapse hysterically.

Crying loudly, as if he wanted to turn all the grievances he had suffered in this life into tears.

The cry was loud and loud, like a cuckoo crying for blood, and one could feel the despair in her heart.

Yin Xiaozhen didn't dare to look at her anymore, and hurriedly turned his little body to hug E Niang's neck tightly. The little prince and Baoqing were also frightened by the woman's crying, and unconsciously moved their steps and shrank to Qingqing.

Next to Yan, standing close to her long legs.

"Sister, if you don't stop crying first, you can tell me any grievances you have, and our master will definitely help you solve them." Nalan Rongruo bent down and reached out to hand the handkerchief in his arms to the young woman, comforting softly.

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This little girl is about the same age as his son. They are both parents. Not only can he understand the woman's mood, but he is also an emotional and empathic person. Hearing a mother cry like this makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

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When the tearful young woman saw that the handkerchief handed to her was well made, she knew that the young man had an extraordinary background. She hurriedly raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face, and declined Nalan Xingde's kindness: "Thank you, sir."

Come on, put the veil away quickly, I don’t have any use for this precious gold thing.”

Kangxi stood aside and quietly turned the jade ring on his hand without speaking.

Now that the situation was unclear, Qingyan didn't say anything. She just used her free hand to gently pat Baoqing and Baocheng's shoulders, wondering what the woman would say next.

However, before the woman could speak, a high-pitched and thin voice came from behind her.

"Oh my God, you, a scheming woman, killed my son to death, and your belly is still so unsatisfactory. You gave birth to such a loser in ten months of pregnancy. Are you not going to make my eldest son extinct?"

"

An old woman who was also extremely embarrassed saw that the young woman was surrounded by so many strangers. She felt frightened and hurriedly plopped down on the ground, slapping her thighs and beating the ground, and also started to cry.

But I don’t know if it’s because the cry of the woman in front was too heartbreaking. Now the old woman is obviously crying like a baby, as if the sky is falling, but her cry makes the onlookers feel nothing.

sad.

The middle-aged man in drab clothes couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but said: "Mrs. Chen, you didn't do this properly, but now you can still pour dirty water on Mrs. Zhang."

Woolen cloth?"

"Bah!" Mrs. Chen sat on the ground and spat at the man, then glanced sideways at him with a pair of triangular eyes:

"Haha, why are you so concerned? Everyone is walking slowly behind, and you are the only one running after this bitch."

"Is it possible that you and this bitch secretly gave birth to this little loser?"

"My old lady has eaten more salt than you have ever eaten. I have long noticed that you, a widower with an orphan nephew and no son, have long been interested in this disaster star. You guys

To the adulterer!"

Mrs. Chen seemed to have grasped something. As soon as she stopped crying, she pointed at Mrs. Zhang and the middle-aged widower and scolded her.

The middle-aged man was so anxious when she said this that his face turned red, but he couldn't help but look at Madam Zhang who was still sitting slumped on the ground.

"I let you, a disgusting old woman like you, slander my second uncle!"

A young man carrying a hoe and wearing a black coarse cloth rushed out of the crowd, panting. He had just arrived at the scene when he heard Mrs. Chen slandering and ridiculing his second uncle, and he became very angry.

, when his head got hot, he raised the hoe on his shoulder and wanted to hit Mrs. Chen.

However, despite his thin body, before he could get close to Mrs. Chen, he was pushed to the ground by two strong men with fleshy faces and very similar looks who came out of the crowd, and the hoe was almost smashed.

to himself.

"Is it possible that my mother was wrong? You, a little brat who is trying to control your father and mother, dare to touch my mother?"

One of the men rolled up his sleeves and stared with a pair of triangular eyes similar to Mrs. Chen's. He wanted to rush up and continue beating the young man, but the widower reached out to stop him.

The young man was so angry that the two brothers blushed, but he also knew that their family was settled in Chenjiazhuang from outside. Now he and his second uncle can only live on the few acres of land. There is also grandfather at home.

Grandma and sisters need them to take care of them, so we can't get involved with these two people.

Thinking of the young and old at home, he felt extremely aggrieved and slowly got up from the ground with his hands on the ground. Unexpectedly, he just raised his head and glanced across the way inadvertently.

After seeing the man standing in the middle clearly, his eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Master Jin San!"

The group of people in chaos were also shocked into silence by his loud voice that almost broke their voices.

Kangxi frowned slightly and looked at the young man in black. After identifying him for a long time, he realized that he was actually the boy who ran the hall in Fumantianxia before.

When it came to reselling imperial food, he only dealt with the Tong family and the Baoyi family, and did not make it difficult for the ordinary people working in the restaurant.

After all, this can be regarded as a matter of humiliating the royal family. In addition to seeing Fumantianxia suddenly being sealed, the common people in the capital had also had their houses confiscated one by one, beheaded and exiled. All they could do was look at the external appearance.

Lively, the specific reason is unclear.

The same was true for the middle-aged widower. After hearing his nephew's words again, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked across.

In fact, he has never seen with his own eyes what the generous Mr. Jin Sanye looks like, but as a shopkeeper, he has more experience and is more thoughtful than his nephew. He can more or less guess that the restaurant is closed and the owner may be unlucky.

They are all inseparable from this Mr. Jin.

If it weren't for the fact that Fu Man Tian Xia was sealed down by the government for no apparent reason, the owners of other shops would not dare to recruit people like them who have worked there. Otherwise, based on his ability, he would definitely not have to go back to his hometown to farm.

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He hurriedly stepped forward to help his nephew up, trying to push him into the crowd, fearing that this illustrious man would not let them go.

Qingyan had also seen the uncle and nephew in the small garden in the back kitchen at that time. Now, only a year has passed, and the two of them looked darker, rougher and more desolate. Apparently, they had lost their jobs and returned to farm.

Afterwards, life was not as good as before.

Mrs. Chen, who has matured into a mature woman, is not stupid. When she heard that this person could be called "Master", she knew that this must be a Manchu from a well-off family, and maybe he was an official.

She was afraid of the weak, and her heart started beating wildly. She wanted to get up quickly and sneak away from behind, but because there were too many villagers watching the fun, she couldn't squeeze out of the crowd.

Madam Zhang, who was shedding tears silently, felt hot in her heart when she heard this address. When she saw that Nalan Rongruo and Cao Yin were wearing knives on their waists, she bit her lower lip tightly.

, decided to take a gamble, put his coaxed daughter on the ground, and kowtowed to Kangxi with a "bang bang bang" sound: "Please let the officials make the decision for the women of the country!"

The farce finally subsided. Kangxi also wanted to know what was involved, so he glanced at Mrs. Zhang who was kneeling on the ground and asked lightly: "Just say what you want to say."

Seeing that Kangxi did not deny the identity of the official, Mrs. Zhang seemed to have grasped the last straw. She quickly wiped away the tears on her face and said word by word: "A civilian woman is a hard-working person. My hometown is here."

Zhongyuan, when I was seven years old, I was kidnapped by a flower girl and sold to Yazi, a man in the suburbs of Beijing."

"Later, the former mother-in-law bought the peasant woman back to serve as a child bride for his frail eldest son. The peasant woman worked as a cow and a horse to serve their family for almost ten years. When the peasant woman was sixteen years old and ready to consummate the marriage, his eldest son got sick.

If there is a cold wind, no one will be able to survive it.”

Madam Zhang opened up the scars in her heart and said a few words, then she started to choke again and couldn't speak anymore. Then she closed her eyes and calmed down, and continued:

"After the funeral, the civilian woman's brother-in-law was also getting married. Her former mother-in-law felt that the civilian woman's life was not good, so she asked a matchmaker to sell the civilian woman to a family named Chen in a few villages away at a low price, and the bride price in exchange was used to marry her brother-in-law.

Got a daughter-in-law."

"Originally, the women were worried because they knew that their husband was lame in his right leg and were afraid that he would have a bad temper. But after she got married, she realized that her husband was a good person. Not only did he not dislike women, but he was also an excellent craftsman.

The peasant woman cried for sixteen years while doing carpentry work, and finally had a good year. Last year we had a daughter."

When Mrs. Zhang mentioned her husband and daughter, her tone became softer.

She raised her eyelids and saw that the "official master" in front of her was still listening patiently. She organized some words in her mind, and her tone became a little cold and continued: "This Mrs. Chen is my husband's stepmother. Since we got married,

I separated from my father-in-law and the others."

"My husband resents my father-in-law for favoring the two twin boys, and my stepmother is greedy, vicious and cruel. Our two families don't usually interact with each other. Because my husband is good at carpentry, our family of three lives a pretty good life in the village."

"You fart, I treat my eldest son as my own, but I love him even more than my own son!"

When Mrs. Chen heard Mrs. Zhang say this, she suddenly became anxious. She wanted to get up from the ground in a panic and rushed forward to cover her mouth to prevent her from continuing to speak.

Her two sons also wanted to follow her lead and rushed up to beat their sister-in-law.

The few monks standing next to Madam Zhang stretched out their hands to stop the three of them. The bronze-colored monk was a straightforward person and hated evil. He still remembered that it was because of this old woman that they almost lost his uncle.

He was resentful towards her, and when he saw that she wanted to rush up and hit her, he stretched out his hand and pushed Mrs. Chen to the ground. He also kicked the twin boys to the ground.
To be continued...