Mengying went out and asked the coachman to set up the carriage. She was going to the farm.
The last chess piece should have fallen.
"This daughter's family is the most noble, and the master is too harsh."
In the carriage, Hongying looked at the red and swollen half of the girl's face and felt distressed. She rolled a hard-boiled egg on Mengying's face.
But the redness and swelling were still very obvious, and I applied another layer of rouge to barely cover it up.
Mengying lowered her eyes and remained silent. Even Hongying knew this, but Master Yao didn't understand. What little admiration she had after she was reborn was wiped away by Master Yao's slap. I have worked hard and planned hard, but in the final analysis, it is not for the Yao family.
I am a daughter of my own and will get married sooner or later. What can I take with me?
But based on what Yin said, his father made a move on him. In the final analysis, he was still not close enough.
Yao Mengying, Yao Mengying, what are you expecting? No one in this Yao family has ever cared about you.
Mengying's eyes were red, tears welling up in her eyes, but she held them back.
She didn't allow herself to shed another tear for these cold-blooded family members.
Once this matter is over, she will be completely loyal to Yao Jiaren.
The car bumped and Mengying closed her eyes.
She felt very tired, but silently made a decision in her heart: For the rest of my life, I will cherish those who cherish me, and abandon those who are cold to me.
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The Song family originally served in the mansion. Later, after Song Decheng and Master Yao came to Beijing, his son Song Rong took his wife and mother in charge of the farm five miles south of Qi County.
After Mr. Yao and his family returned to Qixian County, Mengying arranged for someone to change the head of the village and put all the young and old of the Song family under supervision.
The spring breeze is strong, and the wild grass in the suburbs is blown this way and that. There is still unmelted snow on the shady slopes, and only the half-exposed yellow willow trees by the stream indicate that spring has arrived.
Mengying got out of the car, and the smell of earth hit her face.
Zhuangtou didn't recognize Hongying when she came here for the first time. Fortunately, Liu Fu came here to deliver something before he entered.
Mengying explained her intention, and Zhuangtou was leading the way.
Song Rong and others were locked up in an unused yard, and were given meals by Zhuangtou twice a day.
Zhuangtou unlocked the door and Mengying walked in.
It's cold today, and the five members of the Song family, old and young, are huddled together, covered with a torn quilt to keep warm.
Song Rong's two children were so cold that their faces were blue and blue.
When they saw someone coming, they all stood up, their eyes full of fear.
Mengying said to Zhuangtou: "Go get a brazier."
Song Decheng's wife, Mrs. Xu, had not seen Mengying for many years, so she asked: "Who are you?"
Mengying replied: "Aunt Song, don't you recognize me?"
"Yes, is it...a big girl?" Mrs. Xu asked with a frightened look on her face.
Mengying nodded.
Hongying moved a chair from the side, and Mengying sat down. She looked at the standing Song family and said, "Sit down, everyone."
If Mrs. Xu dared to sit there, she knelt down with a plop and cried: "Girl, we don't know what Song Decheng did. Please do a good job and let us go."
Song Rong also knelt down with his wife and children. The younger child, about four or five years old, was so frightened that he cried loudly.
Song Rong's wife hurriedly put the child into her arms and said comfortingly: "Niuniu is not afraid, mother is here."
The child's heart-wrenching cry made Mengying's heart tighten. She took off her purse from her waist, took out a few candied fruits, and handed them to the child's hands: "Don't be afraid, sister is not a bad person." The child timidly took it, put it in her mouth and said, "Mom, sweet." Then she took one and stuffed it into her mother's mouth.
Her mother answered with tears in her eyes: "It's so sweet, Niuniu is so good."
After a while, Zhuangtou put down the brazier and withdrew with understanding eyes.
Mengying warmed her hands in the brazier and said to the kneeling Song family, "It's really cold today. My hands are numb from the cold, but it's not as cold as the day when Butler Song was about to commit the murder.
Ever since I was a child, I have never seen such heavy snow, like goose feathers. The heavy snow in the sky makes it difficult to see the road ahead, and even the footprints I just walked will be covered by the freshly fallen snowflakes.
Butler Song was at the Lang River and incited all the servants to rebel, so he was going to throw our family into the water to feed the fish.
Aunt Song, my mother knelt down in front of Song Decheng just like you, begging him to give him money and let us live out of our past love. Guess what he said?"
Mrs. Xu, with tears streaming down her face, begged: "Girl, you made all the mistakes, and they are all the fault of adults. Please spare these two children. They were born into our family through hard work. I...I will give them to you."
You kowtow."
Xu and Song Rong knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
Song Rong's wife turned her head and wiped the tears from her face.
After a moment of silence, Meng Ying said: "Stop knocking, I'm not Song Decheng. I don't have such a cruel heart as him. I am naive and innocent. How can I blame all his faults on you."
"You mean..." Mrs. Xu looked at Mengying with a look of surprise in her eyes.
"This is your body deed. I have brought it with you. You are free." After Mengying finished speaking, she handed over the body deed.
Xu was illiterate, so Song Rong took a look and found that he was undoubtedly a member of their family.
"Thank you, Miss, thank you, Miss..." The family hugged each other and cried with joy.
"Don't be too happy. After you go out, you can't go back home. Find a place to live anonymously, and don't be found by my second uncle. Otherwise, no one can save you."
The Song family were all stunned.
Song Rong asked: "Why is this? Why does the second master want to kill us?"
"Because, my second uncle is the mastermind. You don't know it yet, but the thousand taels of silver you lost in the casino was the result of him and the dice official defrauding you."
Song Rong was stunned, "How is this possible? I have no grudge against the second master, why would he treat me like that?"
"Because your father is the steward of our house and the person my father trusts the most. The casino wants to take a leg off of you, so your father agreed to murder my father in order to save you."
"You mean, all this was designed by the second master? My father and I are both pawns."
Mengying nodded and handed over a confession, "Look at this, it was written by the die officer."
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Song Rong took it, his hand holding the confession became more and more trembling.
How Master Yao found the dice officer, how many games they played that day, and how the dice officer tricked him into losing one thousand taels step by step, everything is clearly written on it.
"How could this happen? How could this happen? It was me who hurt my father, I deserve to die..." Song Rong threw the paper away, cowered in the corner and cried with his head in his hands.
"I have said everything that needs to be said, you can decide for yourself where to go."
After Mengying finished speaking, she turned to leave, but Song Rong crawled over to her on her knees and said, "Miss, the second master designed to frame you, are you just going to let it go?"
Mengying said with a forbearing look: "It doesn't matter, he is my biological uncle after all, and my father can't bear brotherhood.
The second uncle is a ruthless person. Now that he has taken over the wine shop, Butler Song is also in his hands. I am afraid that he is no longer alive now.
In terms of means, I am no match for him; I am ashamed of his cruelty. I advise you to forget this grudge and just live a miserable life."
After Mengying finished speaking, she sighed and left without looking back.
Hongying followed behind, frowning. She remembered Qingluo's drunken words, and it seemed that what Qingluo said was true.
Until they got to the carriage, Hongying kept talking but stopped talking.
"Just ask whatever you want to ask, and you won't be afraid of holding it back."
Hongying breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "Girl, do you think Song Rong will go to the second master to seek revenge?"
"I don't know. I just let the person go. As for how to choose, it's his business."
Mengying lifted the car curtain and looked into the distance. The afterglow of the setting sun turned the sky red.
The grass is not green yet, and the weeds all over the sky are swaying in the wind. All it takes is a little spark, the fire lends power to the wind, and the wind lends the power of fire, and those weeds will burn into a prairie fire.