Thirty-two years of Great Yin Shunzuo.

Will be Qingming, the grass is smoky and the wind is warm, the peach and plum by the West Lake are staggered, the willow catkins in the sky swing the waist, the clusters, the ethereal light, the low dance hovers between the smoke and trees of the painting bridge, the turquoise lake water is also covered with a thin layer, such as a hail like fog, and the bright sunlight leaks out from the cracks, confusing people's eyes.

Just when the rest is in time, the Sao people get rid of the heavy cotton jacket that they have worn for a winter, change into jackets, or watch the flowers bloom in groups of three or five, or visit the lake and mountains hand in hand, and the sour Confucianism who sings poems loudly scatters a group of water ducks perched on the shore, causing a few women wearing hats to giggle.

"Get up, get up!" The abrupt shout started, stirring up the tourists' spring dreams.

A long line of prisoner carts swaggered through the city, and the officials who led the team were full of color, and the whips in their hands were waving, and they did not dare to take the onlookers seriously.

When the capital of the dynasty is Jinling, next to the prosperous scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, it may be mixed with the likes of princes, kings and grandsons, and if they are not careful, they may also be like the unlucky ghosts on the prisoner car, offended which powerful person, and ended up tragically, so although the officials are fierce, but the street procession is disturbed from time to time, and the march is slow, they do not interfere too much except for impatience.

More than ten prisoner cars were locked with more than a dozen old men, tall, short, fat and thin, and their expressions were gloomy, and it could still be seen that they were either rich or expensive, and that kind of temperament that was very different from that of the people of Shengdou was not something that everyone could have.

The people talked a lot, pointed and pointed, and those who thought they knew what was going on were full of disdain.

There are no family members of prisoners mourning and crying near the prisoner car, and nothing is more eye-catching than the last one.

The prisoner car was tossed with rotten vegetable leaves, eggs, pebbles, and other miscellaneous items, and on top sat a tall middle-aged man with a sallow face, looking back at several women and children following the car, and his eyes were full of tears, as if he had exhausted all his strength to endure the order not to roll down.

"Sir-sir-" The woman cried all the way, her voice hoarse, her face haggard, and beside her a half-grown boy with tears and snot on his face, and he clung the fine satin into a crumpled crumple.

The eyes of passers-by were involuntarily attracted by the girl who was silently supporting the woman.

The woman seems to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a waist and sideburns, new ink eyebrows, a pair of wonderful eyes like stars in the sky, pretty and standing, the green skirt and jade face are still beautiful and the famous lake is sparkling, and there is an indescribable romantic attitude throughout the body, which makes the visitors drunk with the spring breeze.

"Look! This is the eldest lady of the Ling family who married into the Shen family of Silk Mansion three years ago, and that day...... The dowry was carried from early morning to dusk, and the roads were congested, causing a sensation in the entire Hangzhou Mansion!" There were young scholars in the crowd who knocked on the handle of the fan in the palm of their hands, shook their heads and sighed with regret.

His companion sneered: "The Ling family, which is known as the rich Jiangnan family, also has today! This time, Ling Dongcheng was exiled to Lingnan, and all the family assets were lost, and how many officials from the state capital and the provincial department were involved? ”

"No matter how bad it is, it's not as bitter as Aunt Ling and that milk doll, in the past, half of the city's industries were surnamed Ling, but now there is no place to stand...... There are too many evils, and they will affect their children and grandchildren! The boudoir woman shows up like this, and she is changed to a master, no matter how beautiful she is, she will not leave. ”

"Acting coyly...... Look at that figure! Brother Tai is only afraid that he can't bear it when he sees through it, and he knows that he is a pink skeleton, and he can get a kiss to Fangze, and he will sigh that the peony flower will die, and he will be a ghost and be romantic, but now he can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour......"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

The chatter of passers-by came into his ears intermittently, and Ling Xiang raised his head slightly.

Many people peeked at her, her jade face was solemn, and she was not miserable, and the hustle and bustle outside her body didn't seem to be related to her, and she couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

While supporting her crumbling mother, Ling Yin told her father: "Dad, my daughter has arranged for someone to accompany her to Lingnan, along the way, you must take care of yourself, write more family letters, don't hold back any grievances, tell us what you want......

The man in the cage was forced to endure the crying of his wife and children all the way without crying, but at this time, tears came out of his eyes, and he nodded again and again: "Okay, Ah Mei, dad is sorry for you, mother is weak and young, as the eldest sister, take care of them!"

There are countless things to say between father and daughter, and this situation can only be pointed.

Ling Xiang squeezed out a smile: "Since we were children, how could my father ever be sorry for us?" This is from the bottom of her heart, her father was originally born in poverty, started as an apprentice, has no backing background, and can earn a large share of the family business, which is not easy. What's more, an illiterate man can understand the truth that a bad wife does not go to court, and after becoming rich, he neither stopped his wife and remarried, nor did he take concubines, and his knees were thin, even if he really used unscrupulous means or committed other crimes in the business field, at least he was worthy of his family.

"Ling Dongcheng, you shameless scoundrel, you actually framed my father! I will kill you!" As the shouts came, there was a commotion behind the convoy, and the flow of people automatically separated, and a black-faced young man with a cloth towel on his head and a spear in his hand came out of the crowd, and when he saw Ling Dongcheng, he suddenly roared wildly, and stabbed with a gun.

Suddenly transformed, Ling Xiang pushed away his stunned mother and younger brother, and raised his hand to grab the spear without thinking.

The strength of the man is not comparable to that of the woman, and the momentum of the young man is fierce under the anger, although Ling Xiang grabbed the body of the gun, the barrel of the gun quickly rubbed the delicate flesh of her palm and pierced into the cage.

Fortunately, she was so blocked that the speed of the gun slowed down greatly, and Ling Dongcheng fell backwards, avoiding this stab.

There were screams all around, and the officials reacted and shouted and rushed up to subdue the boy.

The leader of the team was furious, and when he saw that the young man was twisted by his subordinates, he shouted: "What a madman!

Ling Xiang saw that the old grandmother Zeng was too late to help him steady, and his mother fell to the ground with her younger brother in her arms, and was always in danger of being trampled on, so she hurriedly stepped forward to help them up, and heard the young man's arrogant answer: "If you don't change your name, you can't change your surname!" My father, Xing Fuchao, is ranked fourth, and Xing Shini is also. ”

The team leader's face turned slightly pale, and he glanced at the cage in front of the team: "It turned out to be the fourth son of the deputy envoy's family, go back! ”

The black-faced young man cried and struggled: "My father has been honest all his life, and the dog thief surnamed Ling is full of lust for profit, and he approaches my father by any means, and now my father is unjustly imprisoned, and he is spewing blood! I want to kill him!"

Everyone suddenly realized that this young man was the son of Xing Fuchao, the deputy envoy of the official who was implicated in the big ink corruption case, and naturally there were those who gloated, those who lamented the young man's filial piety, and even those who disdained Ling Dongcheng and a lowly merchant who implicated these many high-ranking officials and eunuchs.

The crowd erupted in shouting and shouting, as if Ling Dongcheng was a heinous thief.

The officials had a limited status, so they just wanted to end the parade early and go out of the city happily, so naturally they didn't want to cause more trouble, so they controlled the young man to prevent him from catching up with the prisoner car, and blocked the Ling family's mother and son and the families of the rest of the officials by the way.

When the people flowed through, Ling Xiang only felt a tingling pain in his palm, and he didn't care to take a look, so he took out a handkerchief to wipe it for his younger brother, only to find that in addition to Grandma Zeng, his mother's younger brother and his own body were spitted on, and there were many black handprints on the cotton skirt, and the skirt was covered with trampling stains.

The fourth son of Xing was blocked and could no longer chase the prisoner car, and began to cry and curse the mother and son of the Ling family, and there were also family members of other officials to help.

Since Ling Dongcheng was imprisoned, this kind of scene has been experienced many times, and before the dust settles on the case, there is no shortage of people who come to the door to beat and scold.

Mrs. Ling was powerless to argue with them, so she just ignored them, lowered her head and stroked the top of her son's hair, and two lines of tears dripped silently: "Ah Mei, now our mother and son are penniless except for what they are wearing...... What should I do in the future?"

Ling Xiang hugged his mother and brother and looked up to find the maid and the family who had not been seen for a long time, and comforted: "Mother doesn't have to worry about her livelihood, my father-in-law and my father are world friends, and the Shen family will not lack you a bite to eat." ”

Jiangnan is a place where the text is weak and good, and the onlookers saw that Mrs. Ling was born with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, Ling Yun was fair-skinned and quiet, and Ling Xiang was already a married daughter who did not belong to the Ling family, so some people spoke out to persuade them, and everyone scolded for a while and gradually became bored, and dispersed.

Ling Makeup's bridal maids Liluo and Taoxin appeared with red faces at this time, looking helpless.

The two little girls have never seen the world, and it is normal to panic when encountering such a big battle, Ling Xiangxiu frowned, but she didn't want to be reprimanded outside, and ordered lightly: "Help Mrs. get into the carriage and go home!"