An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Hearing the old lady's sobs, everyone couldn't hold back. With such a big thing happening, it was impossible to say that they were not afraid at all. They were just holding it in to maintain the dignity of the General's Mansion. From the women's cell, some suppressed sobs could be heard one after another, and even the eyes of the men opposite began to fill with tears.

The incident happened too suddenly. Most of them did not expect that the General Jing's Mansion, which had been loyal to its master for generations, saved the common people from dire straits countless times, and made great military achievements for the court, would also suffer such a disaster.

"Bad guy! Beat him up!"

Little Mingzhu's voice was soft and sticky, so quiet that her pronunciation was barely clear. She broke free from Aunt Zhao's embrace and squeezed forward. She placed her small hands on Old Madam Jing's face and gently wiped away her tears: "Grandma, don't cry."

It is not known whether the bad guy he was scolding was the emperor, or the Fourth Prince and Eunuch Li who just used chicken feathers as tokens.

"Be obedient, my tears! Don't make grandma sad." The cell fell silent. No one was in the mood to laugh at her childish words. Everyone swallowed their tears, and the sobbing gradually subsided.

"My dear, grandma, don't cry! We won't cry either. This little thing won't faze our Jing family. We will fight back against any adversity and we will return one day."

The old lady's voice was not loud, but it slowly echoed in the cell. Her calm and orderly words made everyone feel at ease.

the next day,

Jing Qiurong and her family of three arrived at the South Gate at 3:00 AM, accompanied by only a few servants and guards. It was not that they didn't know that the city gate was not open at this time, but they really couldn't sleep and wanted to see their relatives early.

Last night in the house in the east of the city, they hardly slept a wink. After discussing the details of some subsequent matters, the three of them lay quietly on a bed. Little Tuanzi had already turned over and fell asleep against the wall. Leaving the Marquis' Mansion did not have much impact on him.

The mother and daughter didn't say anything, just lay there quietly, but the longer they lay there, the more awake they became, so they simply got up early.

Instead of staring at each other, it is better to come out early and wait, maybe you can see your relatives a few more times.

After opening the city gates and rushing to Wuliting, they waited from the hour of dawn until sunrise before they saw the first two groups of exiles leave the city, each group consisting of about twenty people. Jing Qiurong looked carefully but didn't see any of her family members.

However, the bold and careful Jing Chunxi noticed that some of the prisoners had hostility in their eyes. Jing Chunxi had no impression of them and thought that they must know his mother.

Sure enough, after my mother carefully examined it, her eyes changed.

When the escorting officers arrived at Wuliting, they announced that they would pause for a while to wait for people. The two groups of people separated consciously and found seats by the roadside to sit down. However, some people were not tired, or perhaps because the floor was dirty, so they did not sit down and stood there sighing. Many people also shed tears silently.

Less than half a cup of tea later, two women - an older woman and a middle-aged woman - rushed out and cursed at them.

"Jing Qiurong, you're such a jinx! If you wanted to bring bad luck to you, you could have killed all your father and brothers. Why do you dare to bring disaster to us?"

"Yes! Treason is your family's business. Why should we be convicted as well?"

"That's right, we really suffered an unexpected disaster. It's all the fault of that old dog Jing Yongcheng. He asked for his own death and dragged us into it."

……

The words were extremely vicious. Once someone started it, it caused public outrage. Everyone believed that it was their family that suffered.

A few children and women followed behind and jumped up and shouted. If it weren't for the servants Jing Qiurong brought with her to block them, and if they hadn't been concerned about the escorting officers, they would have almost pointed at Jing Qiurong's nose.

It was really vicious. Hearing the shouting and cursing, Jing Chunxi knew that these were the branch members of the Jing family who were implicated. They were all within the fifth degree of kinship, and three generations ago they were all his relatives. But now, seeing them cursing as much as they wanted, those who did not curse or step forward just watched coldly and glared at them fiercely.

Some women and children picked up leaves and twigs, and even pulled up grass from the roadside and threw them at them. Those who had originally sat by the corridor, trying to save more space for their families, were now forced to retreat to the carriage.

Where had Pu Ge'er ever seen such a scene? He lay motionless on Mi Ma's shoulder, his face still a little frightened, but also angry that someone was scolding his mother. He replied, "Old hag!" But his soft and sticky voice was drowned out by the noise.

I just heard this title from my sister last night. Last night, Jin Jingchunxi was indeed outspoken and scolded Old Liu three times in front of Pu Ge'er.

Hearing the prisoners cursing louder and louder, the officers nearby had no intention of stopping them. Instead, they just sat on the corridor and watched the fun, almost taking out a handful of melon seeds. It was chilling.

Wuliting was a place where families would say goodbye or pick up people, so there wasn't much room for seating. Now, the only people sitting on the ground waiting were the two groups of prisoners. They were a powerful force in numbers, and they shared a common hatred for the enemy.

With two children in tow and being outnumbered and weak, Jing Qiurong was afraid of hurting the children, so she didn't think of confronting them head-on. She just endured it silently and took a few steps back.

"The crime does not apply to married women. Why are you talking so much nonsense? She is the daughter-in-law of the high and mighty Pingyang Marquis Mansion!" These words did not seem to help them, but rather seemed to sow discord. It was a sign of dissatisfaction with their status, and the voice came from their side.

As expected, angry and indignant voices rose again. Seeing them retreat, they thought they were afraid, and the women and children rushed forward. It seemed that walking several miles this morning was just a warm-up for them. They were still very energetic: "Why can her father commit such a heinous crime, but she can still sleep soundly and enjoy peace, while we have to suffer with them?"

"I think we should drag them into suffering with us."

"Don't worry, she only has those few people. I'm afraid she was divorced by the Pingyang Marquis's Mansion a long time ago. Maybe she was also exiled! Haha."

……

Jing Qiurong knew that arguing and arguing wouldn't solve the problem at this point. Even if everyone had three heads and six arms, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single spit from them. There were over fifty or sixty people on the other side, sitting on two sides, two different factions. Now they had a common target, treating them as a common enemy. If the officials didn't intervene, they would be torn to pieces.