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After breakfast, Ning Jin set off to the house in Fuyuan Lane. Ye Yuanzheng, Jun'er, and Liu'er rode horses and followed her carriage, and Xiu'er sat in the carriage with her, walking towards Fuyuan Lane.

Because of yesterday's events, many people are paying attention to Ning Jin's movements. When they saw Ye Yuanzheng's escort posture, everyone muttered in their hearts. Which one of these two are making trouble, looking at the high-profile escort of the Duke of Zhenguo, he is not generally nervous about which former Duchess of the Kingdom.

Are these two acting in a sadomasochistic relationship?

No matter what others guessed, Ning Jin settled down in a four-way courtyard in Fuyuan Lane. From the day I moved in, the door was closed and I didn't interact with anyone. But what needs to be done is still carried out.

For example, the blow to the original Suiyang Bofu and the current Zhuofu. The shop near the shop in Zhuo Mansion is still sparing no effort to attack the shop in Zhuo Mansion.

Although Zhuo Mansion was deprived of his title, he did not raid his family, and his original family background could still allow them to live a rich life, which was not what Ning Jin wanted to see.

She wants to let Zhuo Mansion really fall, so that they can also taste the life of real ordinary people.

She is still planning to sea transportation, although she lives in ancient times in this life, she does not want to trap herself in this world, she wants to have a broader world and career, and the sea is what she yearns for.

"Madam, today Zhuo Yu began to go into exile." The maid reported to Ning Jin, Ning Jin put down the account book in her hand and got up, "Let's go, let's see her off." At the beginning, she saw me off. ”

Ning Jin took a carriage out of the city to the outskirts of Beijing and stopped at a gazebo. The maid put tea and snacks in the gazebo, and Ning Jin sat down to drink tea leisurely, waiting for Zhuo Yu's arrival.

About a quarter of an hour later, I saw two officials walking by from a distance, holding a woman dressed in prisoner's clothes, and that woman was Zhuo Yu.

When they got closer, the maid walked over and stuffed a piece of silver to the servant, and then the servant pressed Zhuo Yu to the pavilion. Ning Jin held the teacup in her hand and raised her eyes to look at the woman standing in front of her.

Gray prison uniforms, messy hair, and heavy shackles around his neck, he has long lost his original pride and invincibility. Ning Jin clearly remembered how Zhuo Yu provoked her when she was exiled

But she didn't please it at the time.

"Jiang Chuntao, what else do you want?" Zhuo Yu's face is yellow and dry, like a peasant woman in her thirties.

Ning Jin chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't kill you like you sent someone to kill me at the beginning, I'm very kind." But just want to see what you were like when you were in exile? It's not the same as it was when I started. ”

"Jiang Chuntao, you can't die well." Zhuo Yu gritted her teeth and looked at Ning Jin with her eyes quenched.

Ning Jin took a sip of tea, "You have said this sentence many times. Let me tell you something, you can't say that it's useless to die well, and when the person who has to die goes to the underworld and complains to the Lord of Yama, he says that the person who harmed him must die a good death to be effective. The mother-in-law of the Zhao family must have said in front of the king of Hades that you would die a bad death. ”

Zhuo Yu's pupils shrank when she heard her words, and her body trembled a little.

Ning Jin also felt bored, waved her hand and asked the official to take Zhuo Yu away, and then asked the maid beside her, "No one in Zhuo Mansion gave her a point?" ”

"The people of Zhuo Mansion are eager for her to die now, who will give her a point?"

Ning Jin sneered, people who come out of other people like that are the most selfish, and they always find problems in others when something happens. Zhuo Yu can have the idea of changing wives, isn't it the result of being pampered since childhood? Later, didn't Zhuo Fu operate the change of wife?

"Let's go back."

Ning Jin took the car back to Fuyuan Lane, and as soon as she walked to the door of the house, she saw Zhao Xiuwen wearing a gray robe and standing cramped at the door. When Ning Jin got out of the car, he walked closer, "I... I'm going back to my hometown, and I want to see Liu'er. ”

"I'll ask Liu Er if he wants to see you, if he wants to see you, I won't stop him." After speaking, Ning Jin turned around and left, and as soon as he entered the courtyard gate, he heard the person behind him say, "I'm sorry." ”

Ning Jin didn't turn around and said, "You should tell your mother this." ”

didn't pay attention to him anymore, Ning Jin went to the front yard to find Liu Er, and said to him: "Zhao Xiuwen is at the door, he wants to see you, if you want to see him, you can go, if you don't want to see me, let people send him away." ”

Liu Er thought for a while and said, "I want to ask him if he has thought of his grandmother for so many years." ”

Ning Jin sighed, touched his head and said, "Go ahead." ”

Liu Er walked to the gate, and as soon as Zhao Xiuwen saw him, he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted crampedly: "Liu Er." ”

Liu Er's small face was expressionless, and he stood on the steps and looked at Zhao Xiuwen condescendingly, "The reason why I saw you was to ask you, have you ever thought of your grandmother for so many years." ”

Zhao Xiuwen was happy to see his son, but when he heard this, he stiffened, and he stammered, "I should... Correct... Of course I thought about it, Liu'er I know that I was wrong, I'm sorry for your mother, I'm sorry for you and your grandmother, I spend every day in regret these days. ”

Zhao Xiuwen cried bitterly, but Liu Er was not moved, "No matter how remorseful you are, my grandmother will not come back to life, if you still have a little conscience, you will spend the rest of your life in remorse." I won't forgive you, and neither will my grandmother. ”

Liu Er turned around and left, he used to want this person to die, but now he knows that death has cheapened him. From now on, he would often remind him that his grandmother died because of him, leaving him to live in regret for the rest of his life.

Zhao Xiuwen watched his son's back disappear, and staggered forward holding on to the wall. His father died when he was five years old, and his widowed mother raised him single-handedly, and he couldn't finish talking about the hardships he endured for three days.

He was quite smart since he was a child, and his mother did laundry for him to study. After more than ten years of cold windows, he finally got ahead in high school. He thought about letting his mother, wife and children live a good life, but because of his greed, his mother was killed and scattered, and he was dismissed from the official and was not hired for the rest of his life.

He had a loving mother, a beautiful wife, and a wise son, but now he has nothing, a lonely family, and the world spurns, what is the use of living?

Zhao Xiuwen walked aimlessly on the street like a lonely soul, and unconsciously walked to the original Suiyang Bofu and the current Zhuo Mansion. He looked at the wide courtyard, the high gatehouse said the big Zhuo Mansion, and there were two small servants standing at the door of the mansion guarding the door.

Scold!

His family is ruined, but the initiator is still enjoying glory and wealth, how unfair! He knew that even if the title was taken away, Zhuo Mansion was still not something he could move.

However, it's always okay to find some bad luck for them.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiuwen showed a gloomy smile, ran a few steps and hit his head on the gate of Zhuo Mansion. Blood slowly flowed down the vermilion gate, and Zhao Xiuwen slowly closed his eyes.