Chapter Seventy-Seven: Grievances
In the champion building, Li Yuanche looked at this girl who was waiting for him with a light smile on her face, and laughed happily. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It's only been a few days since I saw him, and I've become crazy.
Before he was in northern Xinjiang, she was on the island, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and he couldn't see each other from time to time, so he pressed the lovesickness in his heart and pinned it on the flying pigeon biography.
Now, she and he are in the capital, thinking that they can stay together all the time, but due to the situation in the world and the interests of the family, they can only see each other in private.
It's obviously a happiness that is within reach, but he can't touch it, and the suppressed lovesickness has only been a few days, and it has already made him almost crazy.
The moment he saw her, his restless heart calmed down.
Li Yuanche knew that this was very wrong. He should not allow a woman to influence his mind so much, for it would not do him any good for the great cause of the world that he would accomplish in the future.
Mr. Fuyama also once advised him that if children are long, heroes are short-lived.
It's not that he doesn't understand, but he just doesn't want to change it, and he can't change it. He took a deep breath and pressed his chest.
Who said that you can't have both beauties and beauties. He Li Yuanche, not only wants this country, but also wants to hug the beauty!
If he didn't have her company, who would he want to come to?
The high place is cold, he doesn't want to stay alone in the high place, he wants to be with her, proud of the country he has laid down with his own hands.
"What are you laughing at?" Wang Ji saw Li Yuanche laughing at herself as soon as she entered the door, she couldn't help but stand up and carefully check her clothes, and then sorted out the two simple pieces of jewelry on her head, there is nothing wrong, right? She frowned.
"Nothing." Li Yuanche took the girl's hand in arranging the headdress, and led her to sit down by the window.
"Why are you looking for me in such a hurry?" Li Yuanche stared deeply at his sweetheart, "But do you miss me?" ā
This man, can he still talk well? Wang Ji withdrew his hand lightly, not wanting him to pull the topic further and further.
"What is going on with the marriage between Princess Annan and Choi Saburo?" She glanced at him, "You did it, right?" ā
"Hmm," Li Yuanche nodded, generously admitting, but refused to let her go. "Didn't you miss me? But I miss you, gently, although I haven't seen you for a few days, but I really miss you, I miss you very much. ā
"What the hell is going on?" Wang Ji didn't answer his words lightly, and continued to ask about the previous matter.
Li Yuanche saw that the girl was not fooled, so he had to touch her head dotingly, "I will invite you to watch a good show later, and you will know." ā
"Okay." Wang Ji chuckled and nodded, she didn't ask what was the show, because she had to know things soon, and she didn't need to ask him again.
Sure enough, after a while, Suzaku Street downstairs was bustling with activity.
"Here we are." Li Yuanche took her hand and looked out the window.
At the other end of Suzaku Street, a group of people dressed in linen and filial piety, suspected of funeral, walked over. Among the group, the leader was a woman in her thirties, dressed in filial piety clothes, and three children of different ages. The eldest child is no more than eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest is only three or four years old. Something seems to have been written on these children's bodies.
After this group of people approached, Wang Jiqing saw that the children had the big bright red word "wrong" written in front of and behind them.
Wang Ji thought lightly, and watched the pedestrian carrying the coffin and did not go out of the city, but walked along the most lively Suzaku Street, attracting everyone on the street to point their fingers, and after earning enough eyeballs, they walked to the direction of Qinglian Lane in the east of the city.
Honest Alley? Dali Temple!
Wang Ji glanced up at Li Yuanche, and saw that the other party nodded, so he got up and stood up.
"I'll take a look." She knew that it was inconvenient for him to appear, so she didn't invite him to go with her, and turned around and walked out.
Li Yuanche looked at the woman's disappearing back, and his heart was slightly sour. If I had known that she was going to see the excitement, I would have told her as it was. So she could spend a little more time with him.
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Outside Dali Temple, Zhou Lin looked at the Dengwen drum at the entrance of Dali Temple, and remembered the unbearable death of his husband, as well as the note that was sent to his hand with the corpse. She remembered the loving time with her husband, remembered her three underage children, and finally made up her mind.
Zhou Lin looked at his husband's coffin behind him, and then looked at the three children in front of him. With tears in her eyes, she hugged her three children to her chest and cried bitterly with them. After a while, she wiped away her tears, arranged the clothes for the children one by one, and took one last look at her husband's coffin, which she had to do for the sake of the children.
Zhou Lin let go of the children, she knelt on the ground, and kowtowed a few times to the people of the capital who were following her all the way, and at this moment she was watching the excitement around the capital.
"Folks, my husband was admitted to the Xingwang Mansion a few days ago, and now he has died a tragic death, leaving us orphans and widows, unable to live alone." Zhou Lin kowtowed again, "Today, I will throw away the face of the woman's family, give up this life, and sue Dali Temple to avenge my husband." ā
"I'm going to sue Xing Wangfu for taking people's lives! Please be a witness for me. ā
After speaking, she stood up, ignoring the pointing of the people around her, and stepped forward in a few steps to beat the Dengwen drum at the entrance of Dali Temple.
Wang Jiqing stood in the crowd of onlookers, looking at the big injustice in front of the three crying children, and felt some pity in her heart. The child is so young, no matter what the adult does, the child is innocent.
Looking at the lively people around, seeing that Zhou Lin really went to the gate of Dali Temple to beat drums and sound grievances, they all discussed.
"This week, the Lin family is really pitiful, that Zhou doctor is gone, and they are left with orphans and widows, what can they do?" An old man sighed.
"What a good person the doctor is this week, not to mention the elegance and humility of the person, and the medical skills are also very clever. Last month, he cured my daughter's illness. Why did this good person go all of a sudden? The old lady with a basket of vegetables in her hand also sighed.
"I heard that it was the county lord ......, who in the neighborhood didn't know that Dr. Zhou was the best at gynecology, so the people from the palace took Dr. Zhou over, who knew that it was only a few days, and Dr. Zhou lost his life this time." A middle-aged woman chewing melon seeds interjected.
"Shhh, you can be quiet, didn't you listen to what Zhou Lin said, that's the Xingwang Mansion to .......," a slightly chubby woman next to her hurriedly stopped everyone's words, "What kind of family is the Xingwang Mansion, it's not something that we ordinary people can discuss." ā
"Who is Xingwangfu? It's just a family that raised a shameless daughter! A young man who looked like a scholar was indignant, "What is there in such a morally corrupt family that we ordinary people can't say." ā
"Young man, be quiet." Several elders next to him hurriedly grabbed the young man. The young scholar was a little unconvinced, but looked at the coffin that was surrounded by the crowd, and finally said nothing.
When the drums beat for a cup of tea, the gate of Dali Temple was always closed.
Seeing this, the people's voices were even louder and louder, and there were more and more onlookers. The whole eastern part of the city gradually became noisy.