After the Dragon Boat Festival is the Mid-Autumn Festival.
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is wonderful.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is still a few days away, but a batch of heads have already been harvested.
In the prison, those who can be killed have basically been killed. The prison is now empty, and the rest are waiting for amnesty.
Or they may think that there is a general amnesty, and there are people who have prepared money for redemption.
After a rain, the smell of blood in Jundu faded away, and preparations were made for the new emperor to ascend the throne.
On such a crisp autumn day, Rong Qingjun and his eldest sister Rong Yijun returned home.
Naturally, Shen Fu also went to Jundu, but not as much as the Rong sisters.
Mrs. Cheng was very happy that Rong Qingjun came back safely. Mother and daughter hugged their heads and cried and laughed.
Rong Yijun saw that her three daughters were all well. Mother and daughter held their heads and cried and laughed.
Mrs. Xu and her three daughters are busy and always have a lot to do.
During the meal, four tables were set up in the main room, Mu and Rong Lijun were invited over, and they were all seated.
Rong Lijun looked at Rong Qingjun. After staying in Chenzhou for two years, it seemed that not much had changed?
As for being more mature, everyone is growing up.
Maybe Rong Qingzhou didn't know what to say on the side.
Mrs. Cheng sent him to the front to see his son and nephew. Children should be raised well, even if they give up, it doesn't make sense when it hurts you.
Rong Qingjun looked at the large family and sighed with emotion.
In the past, when Luo Shi was here, it was naturally lively and lively, but the biggest difference was that it was all around Rong Cuiyun.
The most amazing thing now is that it seems that Luo Shi and Rong Cuiyun are no longer here.
Or three nieces. When the three nieces grow up, there are not many boys but more girls.
Rong Huijun asked: "What does the second sister do?"
Rong Qingjun knew about Rong Wenjun and also knew that Rong Huijun was good-looking, but not as good as Rong Cuiyun.
Rong Qingjun said: "It's just about doing things. So many people have died, so being alive is the greatest gift. Live well."
Mr. Cheng also feels this way: "Personal morality, family morality, national morality, and cultivating morality are all right. If you are highly virtuous and respected, even if something happens, you can get through it safely. This time, our family relies on nine generations of good people; But if you can rely on it once, there will be no next time.”
Mrs. Mu nodded: "After all, the families are separated."
Rong Yijun sighed: "The Nine Generations of Good People are like the gods who save the world. She doesn't need anyone to build a shrine, and she doesn't use anything. Everyone keeps it in their hearts. I thought Qingjun and I went there because of the Nine Generations of Good People."
No matter why they went there, it was good for them anyway.
Rong Qingjun and his mother said: "In some places, the people are simple and honest, and the good people of the ninth generation are like living gods."
Mrs. Cheng nodded: "Isn't that right? Give food to those who have nothing to eat; give clothes to those who have nothing to wear; give medicine to those who are sick. Isn't this a god? Ordinary people are the most grateful."
Rong Huijun said: "She didn't go."
Rong Lijun slapped her away.
Rong Hanjun sneered: "Still complaining, Third Sister didn't do you any favors."
Rong Yijun didn't know: "What are you complaining about?"
Rong Hanjun said: "I don't know who told me that I want to be Wu Jialin's grandson's concubine."
Mrs. Cheng called: "Sell her today, Mrs. Pan will sell her together."
Mrs. Pan became anxious and knelt on the ground.
Rong Huijun didn't want to, so she said to Mrs. Cheng, "Don't you just want to lick Rong Junze? See, she lives so close to you, and has she ever paid attention to you once? Rong Junze and Wu Yuanli are the same age, so I don't know."
Rong Qingzhou rushed over and didn't understand for a moment.
Mrs. Cheng said to him: "You are such a good daughter, don't sell her, just beat her to death."
Pan screamed: "Uncle!"
Rongqingzhou really listened to his wife and beat her with a stick.
Mrs. Pan dragged her daughter and ran out to find the master!
Cheng didn't eat anymore. He got up and walked out slowly to see what else Pan could cause.
Rong Qingzhou carried the stick and went to the front to meet his father.
It's a crisp autumn day, Rong is pretending to be leaning on a cane, and he looks pretty good.
Mrs. Pan took her daughter and knelt in front of the master, crying: "Master, help me! Miss Six is young and not sensible, but she is also Miss Three's sister."
Rong pretended to know and asked his son: "What are you doing?"
Rong Yishi came over and said to his mother, "I know. Aunt Pan, whom Princess Neixiang asked for, probably promised some benefits."
Mrs. Cheng looked at Master Rong and Rong Qingzhou: "Where are you?"
Rongjie said: "Good boy, you have to make a good decision."
Rongqing hit him with a stick on Monday.
Mrs. Pan and her daughter ran towards Mr. Rong.
There were two old slaves beside Mr. Rong, but they didn't stop them.
Mrs. Pan was in danger of dying, so she naturally clung to Mr. Rong with all her strength.
Mr. Rong was caught foaming at the mouth.
Mrs. Cheng was watching from the side. If she didn't want to die, she could just let the master die. Doesn't it seem right?
Rong Qingzhou couldn't just ignore me, so he took a step back.
Pan cried aggrievedly.
Rong Yishi seized the opportunity, dragged Rong Huijun over and smashed her head against a rock.
Rong Qingzhou shouted: "Kill this bitch and save yourself from causing trouble to your family!"
Pan screamed: "No! Huijun is doing this for the third lady!"
Rong Qingzhou took care of Rong Huijun, and Ya Po also arrived.
Mrs. Cheng said fiercely: "I don't want money, do you know where to sell it?"
Ya Po nodded. Nothing will happen to a fool like Pan.
After all, what else is going on with the Rong family?
Mrs. Cheng got smart and called her son: "Go and talk to the good man of the ninth generation."
Rong Yishi was so frightened that he quickly backed away.
Cheng didn't move: "Try running and see if she can find you? Do you know what to say?"
Rong Yishi's face turned bitter, which of course did not mean that Mr. Rong was not dead.
Mrs. Cheng was very happy that finally there was someone who could control him.
I don’t ask him to be good, I just ask him not to harm the whole family.
The eldest granddaughter was a little strange: "Why does it sound like stopping a child from crying at night?"
Mrs. Xiao said: "How can this stop the child from crying at night? This is the responsibility of the family. As for the child, knowing that there are good people in nine generations, will he be afraid?"
Rong Qingjun said: "No. The Nine Generations of Good People just scare Xiaoxiao."
Rong Yijun looked at it. Although he didn't know much about the situation at home, if he still wanted to die, he should die.
Being Wu Jialin's grandson's concubine, and what kind of princess is she hooking up with? Does she know what she is doing?
As for Mr. Rong, no one really sympathizes with him.
Rong Yijun sneered.
In the beginning, he agreed to every marriage.
Maybe Rong Yijun also wants to marry well, but isn't she young and ignorant?
Rong Yijun understands now, but Master Rong still doesn't understand.
Rong Lijun asked: "What are the benefits of marrying my grandfather?"
Ms. Xiao said: "What good can it be? The question is, will it work?"
Mr. Rong can be hacked when he enters Chengtian Gate. Do you think that the ninth generation of good people will not hack him next time?
Just be honest.
This day is obviously not bad, why do we have to do it?
Mrs. Cheng told everyone: "There are so many children who will have to live in the future. We can't afford to ruin them. I have no other ability but to make you better. I won't be sorry for the Rong family."
My granddaughter and granddaughter all listened.
Rong Qingjun wiped away tears: "Thank you for your hard work, mother."
Mrs. Cheng said: "I am doing well now, and I hope you will be well for the rest of your life."
Mrs. Xiao shook her head: "Miss Sixth is really unwilling to marry an ordinary person and only wants to be a concubine."
If you want to be a concubine, just be a concubine. The most daring thing is to dare to say that there are nine generations of good people.