East Street, in front of the former East Market, is quite a big place.
It's a bit strange to move a couch and sit here, but it's nothing.
The weather is nice now, and there are large groups of people on both sides, attracting many people from the street market.
Surrounded in the middle, besides Mrs. Zhu, was Mrs. Li, who happened to meet here when she went out.
Compared with Rong Cuiyun's commotion over there, it was much quieter here. Although the two sides were scolding each other, it was not very quiet.
It is said that a slap cannot make a sound, so there is no need for ancestors to pretend.
Outside, in addition to the boys and slaves from each family, Du Hu's brother Du Yu also led a large group of people. This was the greatest guarantee.
This is not selfish, Du Yuan is on official business, a powerful young general in his early twenties.
This team is all his people, even if they are not Du Jiajun, they are extremely powerful.
This does not stop Rong Cuiyun from causing trouble, but rather deters those with ulterior motives and methods that are different from Rong Cuiyun's.
For example, those talented people from the Rong family or the Meng family, as well as a group of Confucian scholars, must be careful when dealing with Du Yu.
Du Hu is proud! He is always proud!
Although I couldn't feel happy when I saw Zhu's appearance, at least, I could still have a moment of peace.
Therefore, Rong Cuiyun had to come and perform in person.
Several maids and daughters-in-law insisted on following, but when they came, they were blocked by the Du family's maids and daughters-in-law.
"Mother!" Rong Cuiyun rushed towards Zhu with great excitement.
Bang! Patriarch Yeman slapped her!
Rong Cuiyun was crying, and her crying was even worse.
"Mother!" the beauty Rong Cuiyun cried, and a large group over there rioted.
Bang! Another clean slap from the ancestor.
A large group of people who cursed the ancestors wished they could overthrow Dongshi! Or kill Du Yu!
He couldn't kill Du Yu, and there was someone who could jump high and was beaten.
Bang! Patriarch Yeman gave Rong Cuiyun another slap, hitting her face very beautifully.
Rong Cuiyun stopped crying. She stared at the ancestor with peach-blossom eyes, viciously.
Bang! Patriarch Yeman slapped him casually: "Are you an actor or a bitch, who will feel uncomfortable if you don't act for a while? You are an adopted daughter, and you can act so well in front of your adoptive mother. Is this called filial piety? You treat others as fools, are you not stupid yourself?
Go away and stay quietly! Otherwise, I will teach you what filial piety is for your adoptive mother! After all, Luo Shi told you that she is not your mother and has never taught you how to be filial."
Many people figured it out.
Du Hu was even more excited: "Being filial is nothing! Does your adoptive mother behave like this in a day or two? This happened in more than ten years!"
Du Juan echoed: "If you want to be filial, why do you need to perform it on the street today and pull out your adoptive mother who is so ill to show your filial piety? What is the most vicious adopted daughter in the world pretending to be?"
Countless people were angry: "My adoptive mother is dressed up as a clown and she doesn't feel ashamed?"
"No matter who is taken out for a walk when he is about to die, he has a heart of snakes and scorpions!"
"This whole bunch of people are nothing!"
"I've never seen anyone so arrogant!"
"When I heard about the impeachment of Minister Rong, I didn't know how unfilial a young lady could be. This is really an eye-opener."
"She is the only beauty in this world, she is the only white lotus!"
There were crazy curses over there.
Rong Cuiyun is no longer over there. She has no master, so she is all heading this way crazily.
Here, there is Rong Cuiyun's maid and daughter-in-law, or someone coming to support her, so hurry up and protect Rong Cuiyun.
The daughter-in-law moved a couch and Mrs. Li also sat on it. She was older and would be more comfortable.
A lady from the Guo family came out to play, so she came quickly to accompany Mrs. Li.
A street is just a street, not a royal street.
The wife of the Chen family came over and confronted the Feng family.
The Feng family is extremely low-key. They are either here to cause trouble or just to look at poor Zhu.
Zhu closed her eyes and leaned there, extremely vulnerable.
The hair is not very good, just tied up casually, it is of no use, it is the purest beauty.
Her face is just beautiful, round and looks very small.
She is wearing a light blue long coat, just like the color of the sky. This kind of elegance suits her very well.
There is also a unique beauty of mountains and village girls.
Not counting Xiaojiabiyu, after all, her current appearance is not impressive.
Mrs. Zhu is now wearing and looking comfortable. She really has a biological daughter.
For this reason alone, many people prefer their biological daughters.
The adopted daughter Rong Cuiyun is quite beautiful herself, and a group of maids and daughters-in-law are there to greet her, which is much more attentive than the filial adoptive mother.
My biological daughter is clean and tidy.
Mrs. Li felt that although this one was small, it felt like it was upright and could hold up the sky for her mother.
This kind of scene is not because of you, but we can come because of her.
She is thin and small, but very elegant. She is not ugly in a red coat, not much worse than Rong Cuiyun.
The biological mother and daughter complement each other. There is no obvious scar on Zhu's face. If you look at her daughter's face like this, she must be a beauty. Zhu's body lacks temperament, but her daughter does. It is said that like mother, like daughter, mother and daughter
It's amazing to see them together.
Rong Cuiyun stood aside, crying very aggrievedly.
The maid came over and accused the ancestor: "The third lady is not in good health and wanted to go out for a walk. The young lady took her out. You actually killed her."
Ancestor Yeman asked: "Do you think my mother is a fool? Or do you dare to hold her hostage in public? If I ask you to be quiet for a day today and stop acting, will you die?"
The ancestor never cried, but her voice of accusation was louder than tears: "If you don't perform for one day, will you die?"
The innocent eyes are not filled with tears now, but are red.
Everyone looked into her eyes and felt frightened!
Some people thought she was cold before.
Looking at it now, my eyes are almost invisible, and they are full of red mist.
There is also a suppressed rage.
It can be seen from the fact that she just smoked Rong Cuiyun.
Ancestor Yeman asked again: "If my mother dies, can you live with peace of mind? Do you have a dark heart?"
The ancestor turned around and faced his mother with great tenderness: "My mother will not die, and my merits in nine lives are not enough, so I can borrow them from the Lord of Hell in my next nine lives."
On the couch, Zhu's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes.
Ancestor Yeman looked into her eyes, timid and panicked, half of her beauty's temperament was ruined.
A thirty-year-old beauty still looks like she is thirteen, even though she has beautiful eyes.
Zhu looked into his ancestor's eyes and returned to consciousness.
Ancestor Yeman took the water from the hand of the maid Yang Yue and carefully fed it to Mrs. Yang.
To be able to make the ancestor like this is the blessing gained through eight lifetimes of cultivation.
"Mother!" Rong Cuiyun hurried over to act.
Mrs. Zhu trembled in fright and almost choked on the water.
The ancestor reacted quickly.
Zhu's reaction was also quick, staring at the ancestor and shouting: "You are not my daughter! You are not!"
Rong Cuiyun ran closer.
Snap!
This slap from the ancestor can make the sky thunder.
Rong Cuiyun’s ears were bleeding.
Ancestor Yeman ignored her and hurriedly came over to comfort Zhu: "No, no, I didn't say yes."
Mrs. Zhu was frightened. The slap that slapped Rong Cuiyun seemed to hit her face.
Mrs. Zhu looked at her ancestor's face again, and it seemed to her that this was her biological daughter that everyone said?
The eldest son of the Zhu family dropped a tear on his daughter's hand and shook his head resolutely: "You are not my daughter."