Chapter 118: The Road Back to Beijing Following The fire in the Kifu has been extinguished, and the front hall and the east garden have been burned to the ground.
And the corpse of the epoch office, along with the coffin, was burned to the ground!
This morning, another piece of news came!
Mrs.
Ji was overly sad, and with the wind and cold, she passed away!
Immediately afterwards, a piece of paper was handed from Ji Mansion to Guangqu Yuan and delivered to Ji Yunshu's hands.
"Today's Ji clan, its daughter Ji Yunshu, carved cloud characters, words and deeds are corrupt, the upper does not miss the relatives, the lower has no character, today, expelled from the house, forever no longer enter my Ji clan genealogy......"
In black and white, it is printed with the seal of the Ji family's mansion!
Holding the paper, she sneered, and her eyes flashed with a monstrous smile, overflowing and cracking.
Reaching out, he threw the piece of paper into the furnace and watched it burn to ashes.
She knew that the current Ji family probably wanted to cut her with a thousand knives and throw her into the mountains, so that the jackals, tigers and leopards would bite her to the point that there were no bones left!
Ji Yuanzhi died, and Mrs.
Ji also died.
Who is to blame today?
Blame her?
She doesn't carry this pot, she doesn't pick this burden!
Jing Rong ordered to go down, and was already ready to leave for Beijing, and the carriage was parked outside and could be on the road at any time.
Ji Yunshu went to the Wei Mansion, she handed over all the affairs of the Wei family to Wei Fu, and explained to him, if it really didn't work, she would dismiss the people in the mansion.
After all, when the "Linjing Case" is completed, it is estimated that it will be a year later.
At that time, she couldn't come back, and she might be, maybe she would take Wei Yi to a small county town casually, and it was possible to do a little job.
Wei Yi packed up for a long time, large and small, several packs.
"When my mother was alive, she said that you must bring all the things when you go out."
Pointing to a yellow baggage: "Here are the clothes." ” He pointed to a blue bag: "Here are the shoes." ” Then he pointed to a small box: "Here, my father and mother bought something for me, there are kites, pendants, and ......."
"Wei Yi."
Ji Yunshu interrupted him.
"Shu'er, you call me."
Yes, I call you, or you will forget yourself again!
Ji Yunshu handed him the two scrolls of paintings he brought with him, and said, "You can take these two scrolls with you, and the rest, just pack up two changes of clothes." ” Wei Yi looked at the painting in his hand, unknown.
I opened them one by one and was very happy.
"This is Dad and Mom!"
Two scrolls of paintings, one is Master Wei and the other is Mrs.
Wei.
It was painted by Ji Yunshu overnight.
Wei Yi held the two scrolls of paintings, and refused to let go, and the large and small burdens were also forgotten by him.
From the Wei Mansion to the Guangqu Courtyard, almost everyone is talking about the Ji Mansion.
Some people say that this fire was set by the third lady of the Ji family, and it was also the old lady Ji who she killed, I heard that it was because she had madness and scratched her face.
She only admits to setting fires, and the rest, it's all rumors, it's all rumors!
Fortunately, there was no Internet Weibo or anything in ancient times, otherwise, wouldn't she have become the righteous version of Ma "Rong"?
I'm afraid that if I didn't get out of Jinjiang City, I would have been drowned by countless spittle stars.
Outside the Guangqu Hospital Jing Rong has already gotten on the horse, pulling the reins, the pair of gold carved jade boots, gently against the horse's belly, if the purple and gold robe, replaced by armor and silver helmets, now he can be regarded as a strong iron bone, proud of his demeanor.
Seeing that Ji Yunshu and Wei Yi had already come, his narrow eyes swept lightly and nodded towards Langbo.
Lang Bo pulled the carriage over and said to Ji Yunshu: "Miss Ji, everything is ready, you can get into the carriage with Wei Gongzi." ” "Okay, you can take the carriage."
Wei Yi didn't say a word, held the two scrolls, and jumped into the carriage at once.
Ji Yunshu glanced at Jing Rong, who was facing away from him, and asked Langbo in a low voice: "Doesn't your prince enter the carriage?"
” "The prince said that he would not ride with the people."
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Ah!
It seems that what he said, he really remembered it to his heart.
With a faint nod, she turned and got into the carriage.
As soon as the curtain was lowered, and before she could sit down, she heard a familiar voice outside.
"Yun Shu, this official is here to see you off."
Su Zhi lifted the curtain, and Ji Yunshu saw the sweaty face of the county master.
"Lord Liu?"
He looked reluctant, and said with a bitter face: "Yun Shu, you said, you just left like this, I can't be busy with this matter in the yamen in the future." ” "Are you trying to keep me?"
"This ......"
The county magistrate timidly glanced at the direction of Jing Rong, and said tremblingly: "The person that King Rong wants, this official doesn't dare to rob." ” Ji Yunshu thought for a while: "Lord Liu, you go to Lijia Village, find a servant named Li Hai, and let him serve as a yamen." ” "Lehi?"
"He also handled the case of dumping the corpse a year ago, and this person will definitely help you."
"Yes, definitely."
Lord Liu replied again and again, and sighed again: "There is such a big thing in the Ji family, it is actually good for you to leave, but if you come back one day, you must tell this official." ” Although Ji Yunshu disliked this confused county master, and he disliked it for five years, he had to say that he treated himself very well.
When there is no money, he adds money, and when he is in a bad mood, he also adds money.
As long as he speaks by himself, he should do it all!
I don't know how much money Jing Rong will add to himself in this "Linjing Case"?
Shaking his head, he wants to be crooked again!
hooked his lips and glanced at the county master.
"Fool,."
She stuck her head back into the carriage, and the fingertips pinching the curtain of the carriage pulled up a slight smile at the moment of retraction, and the smile was carried out with reluctance to the foolish egg of Lord Liu.
"Shu'er, who is the fool?"
Wei Yi asked her with his eyes open.
She shook her head and didn't answer!
Then the carriage was set up.
After a while, he left Jinjiang City.
This place, except for the plum blossom forest and the boy, was not worth her to miss.
A group of people drove from the Jinjiang Trail into the mountains.
In the evening, the spring rain also came unexpectedly, dripping, patting on the black roof of the carriage, as the cold wind rolled up the curtains, the rain also flew in a few grains, fell on Ji Yunshu's veil, penetrated into the skin, and was cold.
She pretended to sleep for a while, opened her eyes, and saw Wei Yi holding two paintings and sleeping soundly.
Because it's not an official road, the road is bumpy, and it's shaky all the way.
She stretched out her hand to lift the curtain, the carriage was probably still in the mountains, all around, there were bushes and jungles, she glanced ahead, and several guards in front of her led the way with torches, illuminating the whole road quite clearly.
His gaze finally fell on Jing Rong.
The drizzle of hair rolled Jingrong's head and the fine brocade clothes slippery, but he was on horseback and was not affected in the slightest.
"Lord Wang, there is a ruined temple in front."
Someone shouted.
Ji Yunshu also immediately retracted his head back into the car, and he looked a little weak!
Soon, the team stopped outside the broken temple, and Ji Yunshu woke up Wei Yi and pulled him into the broken temple.
Jingrong's guards brought in all the things that were not resistant to water, and built two more fires.
Jing Rong took Langbo, Ji Yunshu took Wei Yi, and the four of them built a fire.
Those dozen guards sat in a pile!
The butt had just sat down, and a group of people poured in outside the door of the broken temple, and they were in a hurry.
I saw five or six people carrying a heavy coffin, coming in from the gate of the ruined temple, and they were all wet and wet!
"Hurry up, hurry up and carry it in, but don't get Madame's body wet."
A man held an umbrella on the head of his male host, and beckoned the little servants to carry the coffin into the ruined temple.