Chapter 693: The Control Group of the Crossing (Thirty-Three)
"I'm also the daughter of a good family, but I encountered a natural disaster, the family had to eat, and I had to live, so the family sold me. β
"Hongyu" recalled her sad childhood, her eyes were red, and she choked up, "No one is born cheap, if it is not really impossible to live, who doesn't want to be clean?"
"Hmph, that's still no temperament, a real festival woman and martyr, she would rather starve to death than lose her temperament. β
The people in the ancestral hall were a little emotional when they heard it, but the county order was unmoved, and said coldly: "The so-called 'life and death are small, and loss of festival is big'." You are so depraved and cheap, you just hide on weekdays, and you dare to swagger through the market?"
"Hongyu" looked at the county order fixedly, when they were kind, he was suave and like a fairy, but now, with that cold tone and cold face, the original gentle conversation has turned into hurtful words.
He was high up, and his disdainful eyes seemed to be looking at a disgusting pile of garbage!
"Hongyu" shrank again, but her hand was still held by those gentle little hands, as if giving her infinite confidence and strength.
"The county is right, I am indeed not a chaste martyr, I am just an ordinary person who wants to let myself and my family live. β
"Hongyu" said lightly, "I don't steal, I don't rob, I have never violated the laws of Great Xia, why should I hide?"
"Besides, I have been good two years ago and merged into the Qingquan Temple as the female crown, and now I am the Taoist Mystic Law, 'Red Jade' or something, which is long gone. β
"Hmph, it's covered in dirt, and it can't be washed off even with the water of the Yellow River!"
The county order originally wanted to give a little reward to Anne and other female crowns who were really meritorious.
But as soon as he saw that the prostitutes he had slept with were also mixed in the crowd, he instantly denied a group of female crowns.
Anne, a great benevolent person who has saved countless people and is regarded as a living bodhisattva by ordinary people, has also been classified as a bad woman who "does not abide by women's morals" by the county order.
With this kind of thought, the county magistrate didn't have much respect for Anne in the first place, and at this time, he directly cast a contemptuous and disdainful look at her.
It is estimated that in his eyes, Anne, the viewer, is no different from the old bustard in a brothel!
Anne was not afraid of this gaze at all, and said lightly, "The county lord's words are wrong, the ancients said that 'knowing mistakes can improve the great way', not to mention that there is nothing wrong with the wonderful law." If you have to say that there is a mistake, you can only say that the heavens are unkind, and you can only say that some officials who are in the position of a vegetarian are at fault!"
When Anne said the words "corpse vegetarian meal", she couldn't help but glance at the county order.
The look that seemed to be pointed, made the county magistrate, who was already a little weak-hearted, dodge slightly, but soon, he became angry.
"Presumptuous, it's so presumptuous-" Before the county order could be roared, he was spat on the face by the eldest elder in the ancestral hall.
"Phew, the Lord is right, some officials are corpses, corpses, corpsesβ"
Although the old man was old, he was illiterate, and his memory was poor, and he only heard Anne say "corpse vegetarian meal" once, and he didn't remember it at all.
The "corpse" lasted for a long time, and he didn't have a "corpse" for a reason, so he simply changed it to a folk foul language, and scolded directly at the county order, "It's his mother who occupies the pit and doesn't shit." What do you say about your parents, the people under your rule have suffered a disaster, and you don't say that you should rush to rescue the disaster and give relief to the people, but you have arbitrarily sealed the village, and you are not allowed to transport the grain allocated to us by the imperial court! You want to starve us to death!"
The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, his snow-white beard blew up, and his fingers covered with old age spots trembled and poked at the county order, foaming at the mouth and scolding, "What do we want you to do with such useless bullshit county orders?"
"It's just that if you don't do anything, you're embarrassed to dislike others?"
Several other elders, seeing that this old ancestor had made a fortune, couldn't sit still, and jumped up one after another to accuse the county order.
"Isn't it, and saying that 'life and death are small, and failure is big', it's just fart. We poor people, as long as we can live, we can do anything. What kind of chastity and fake, it's all the bastard words of those sour and rotten literati!"
"That's right, as a woman and sister, how can you watch your parents and younger siblings starve to death for some kind of bullshit 'chastity'?"
"The water of the Yellow River can't wash away the dirt, it's even more nonsense. The Yellow River accommodates hundreds of rivers and is broad-minded, and will never embarrass a poor woman. β
"Miaofa and the other female crowns saved us, what kind of county order came to pretend to be a good person, what did you do earlier?"
A few seventy or eighty-year-old elders remembered the despair and helplessness of themselves and the villagers a few days ago, and all the anger they had just suppressed exploded.
They ran to the front of the county magistrate, surrounded him, and kept cursing with their fingers.
Yes, the people don't fight with the officials, and the ordinary people really don't dare to provoke their parents.
But they're different!
Among the elderly, the youngest is in his seventies. Resting in the capital, he is also a respected person.
Daxia respects the elderly, as long as he lives to be seventy or eighty, it is like winning a gold medal to avoid death.
You don't have to kneel when you see the emperor, let alone a small county order.
Especially the eldest old man, who is ninety-three years old this year, will have a long life expectancy in the next generations, let alone in ancient times when the average life expectancy was only about forty years old.
At his age, a proper person, if the saint holds any longevity banquet, it is estimated that he will invite him to eat and drink.
This kind of birthday star, you don't have to fight if you kill someone, and you have to respect and hold it for officials or something.
Therefore, he is not afraid of the county order at all.
As soon as he thought that his old bones were almost folded in the hands of the county commander, the old birthday star was on fire.
At this time, listening to him slandering the magic method, and daring to look down on their life-saving benefactor, Master Spiegel, the old birthday star suddenly exploded.
Among the elders, he scolded the most.
A dry finger almost poked the nose of the county magistrate, "I dare to dislike the Miaofa female crown as a prostitute." What's wrong with the prostitute? Not to mention that people have already become good and have become female crowns, even if they are not good, they are better than you, the bastard county commander!"
"Yes, yes, you don't while occupying the pit, you are not as good as a prostitute!"
The elders also chimed in.
"You're not as good as a prostitute!"
A few words, like a thousand pounds of hammer, smashed on the head of the county order, and he was so angry that he trembled.
Who is he?
The son of a dignified family.
An existence that can be proud of a prince by virtue of his surname.
Now he is being scolded by a few old men with mud legs, and what do you say that he is not as good as a prostitute?!
Humiliation, this is absolutely humiliating.
"Shut up, I'm a son of a family, how can I tolerate-" The county commander was angry, and he no longer pretended to be just now.
"Hehe, dare to ask the county commander's surname?"
Anne snorted and smiled faintly.
"Don't respect the surname Yang. The county commander held his head high, with a look of pride and pride.
"Jingzhao Yang Clan, hehe, it's okay, the family inheritance is only three hundred years. Anne said "It's okay", but the mockery in her eyes should not be too obvious.
"You-" The county order is not blind, and there is no contempt in Anne's eyes.
He was furious, and he had the look, "You can insult me, but you can't insult my surname."
Anne met his angry eyes and said coldly, "My mother's surname is Wang, and my daughter is Langya Wang!"
Anne KO in one move: one is a small local family for two or three hundred years, and the other is a family gate valve with a reputation that has lasted for thousands of years, and there is no comparison between the two!