Chu Jian rolled his eyes and thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "By the way, there are still a few things to tell the girl to know." The first one was what happened last night, and I don't know who it was, in the area of Zhuque Street, Xuanwu Street, Chongwufang, and Dagongfang, countless notices were posted, saying that the poisonous woman was the first evil woman in the Han Dynasty, and told all the things that the poisonous woman had committed, and finally said that this poisonous woman should be punished for her crimes, and not killing them was not enough for the people to be angry or something. Now the whole Jinling City has spread all over it. The people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division sent people out to collect it, but this notice was posted all over the city, and I don't know how many people took it home. ”

Her crisp words were like beads falling on a jade plate, and Fu Jun felt warm inexplicably when she heard it in her ears.

This must have been done by Meng Yuan.

This is also her idea, which is still to use public opinion to build momentum, so that Lu Ying can confess to the law and tell the world about her crimes.

When Mother Shen heard this, she smiled with red circles in her eyes, and said, "You should let everyone see the face of this poisonous woman." This notice is really well posted. ”

Chu Jian smiled: "In addition to this, there is another interesting thing." I don't know that since a few days ago, some teahouses in this city have published a new book, called "The Tang Dynasty Grievances", the story in the book is like a seven, eight points like the girl/mother/thing, and now anyone who goes to the teahouse to drink tea must order this book to listen. Many people are rumoring that this is someone complaining about the girl. ”

Fu Jun couldn't help but slightly open the corners of his lips, revealing a shallow smile.

The course of events was not what she expected. Under the current circumstances, even the East Palace and the Fuyuan Marquis Mansion are no longer able to recover. Lu Ying except for one death. There is no other way.

Murder pays for life. This is the dignity of the law, the maintenance of justice and goodness in the world by the law, and the ultimate judgment of all evils.

Under the conditions of feudal imperial society, she has done her best to give a fair trial to the unjustly killed Wang family.

And now, her hard work is paying off.

The corners of Fu Jun's eyes were slightly wet. She took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, looked at Chu Jian and smiled: "These things you said are really happy. I've already prepared the candy, so I'll put it at the green vine, so go down and rest." ”

Chu Jian smiled and said yes. And he went out of the house.

Fu Jun's heart fluctuated at this time. I just wanted to stay alone, so I dismissed the others and sat alone in the house alone.

It was only a matter of time before Lu Yingfu was subdued. However, it didn't end there.

The thieves who lost their hands. Who sent it? The one who wanted to kill Lu Ying. Is it the person who is connected to the Tibetan Sword Villa?

Now all this is still unknown.

and Fu Geng. Now she is far away in the capital, and there is no news with her. I guess it's also to avoid suspicion.

Fu Jun's move plunged the East Palace into an unprecedented crisis. Such an ugly thing happened to the princess's mother. The whole court was shaken.

Perhaps, it won't be long before the word prince will be added with a "waste".

Fu Jun is looking forward to that day.

In a blink of an eye, the time sequence has reached the great cold.

The weather is still very warm, the sun hangs in the air every day, the east wind gusts, blowing open the early green flowers and trees, a few bushes on the shore of Qingque Lake welcome spring, blooming golden tender stamens, long branches along the embankment into the water, looking from a distance, as if the galaxy is hanging upside down.

After the big cold, it's time for the new year.

The eighteenth year of Yuanhe is coming to an end, and the news that Fu Jun has been looking forward to has never arrived.

After Lu Ying was imprisoned, she sank to the bottom of a lake like a stone, and never heard any news of her arraignment or confession.

There are also the East Palace and the Fuyuan Marquis Mansion, which also seem to have been melted by this warm season, and they disappeared into the hustle and bustle of Jinling City, and there is no news.

Fu Jun is not in a hurry, and is still living in peace. Without the chaos of the people in the Hou Mansion, she felt that this kind of day similar to exile was actually very pleasant.

On this day, Fu Jun woke up at noon and saw that the weather was still sunny outside the window, and on the flower beds in the courtyard, the buds of the stars and blades of grass broke through the ground, indicating the warmth of this winter. She was in a good mood, had a little refreshment, took a short walk under the porch, and then went back into the house.

Outside the west window, the sky is still and the clouds are gentle, which is the most leisurely time of the day. Fu Jun sat in front of the desk in the study, quietly copying the scriptures.

Mrs. Hou's illness is just a pretense, and everyone knows it. However, Fu Jun still needs to do these superficial skills. And copying scriptures can also make people's hearts calm, and it is also a pleasure to lie on the desk under the Lang Xuan Ming Hall, and sometimes glance at the early green flowers and trees outside the window.

Fu Jun sat upright in front of the desk, and the snow skin was reflected in the warm sun of the half-window, as if there was a halo.

Mother Shen watched from the side, her eyebrows frowning a little.

There are only five or six days left before the Chinese New Year's Eve, but there is no movement in the mansion, and it seems that he does not plan to take Fu Jun back to the mansion for the New Year.

As long as she thought of this, Shen's mother felt worried.

Do you really want to let their girls spend the New Year alone in the Zhuangzi? No matter how you collide, it's always okay to take it back to the house for a reunion dinner. But the people in this house seemed to have forgotten about it at all.

It's really a bunch of things that are high and low. Mother Shen secretly sighed in her heart.

Just when she was frowning and distressed, she suddenly heard a burst of laughter from the courtyard gate, and it sounded like Mother Qian, who she hadn't seen for a long time.

Shen's mother's brows frowned even tighter.

This money mother is really unruly, she doesn't see anyone all day long, and even the number of times she comes to say goodbye is pitiful. Now that the master is still in the house, where did she come from to laugh so loudly?

Shen's mother glanced at Fu Jun, who was concentrating on copying scriptures, and lightly withdrew from the room, and when she walked to the bottom of the stairs, she saw a person walking over like a gust of wind in front of her, it was Mother Qian.

As soon as she saw Shen's mother walking out, Qian's mother laughed: "Alas, the old sister is in the house, this is really a coincidence." ”

Mother Shen smiled lightly and said, "Mother Qian is here, why are you so happy?" As she spoke, she stood in the way of the stairs.

Mother Qian didn't care, so she naturally stopped, smiled like a flower, and clapped her hands and feet: "The old lady asked someone to come to pick up the girl, isn't this a happy thing?" ”

When Shen's mother heard this, the sorrow between her eyebrows immediately swept away. Immediately, he was a little unconvinced, and grabbed Qian's mother and asked, "Is this true?" Did the old lady really send someone to pick up the girl? ”

Mother Qian nodded her head as if she was something, and she couldn't find her eyes with a smile: "Isn't it exactly, so I said it was a happy event." No, I'll come here first to report the news, and the messenger waited immediately, and sent a car over, telling him to pack up and go back to the house immediately. She laughed again, and seemed very happy.

Mother Shen also had a smile on her face.

That's right, they can't be asked to stay outside alone, and when this word spreads, it seems that the Pingnan Hou Mansion is a little colder. (To be continued.) )