Not long after sneaking out, Mancang met Song Jiang, who happened to be going home, and was overjoyed, the young lady was saved.

Hurriedly rushed forward, pulled Song Jiang's sleeve and ran back, "Uncle, hurry up and save Miss, Miss is going to be bullied to death." ”

Song Jiang was stumbled by the sudden appearance of Man Cang, his face was unswerving, why was this girl so unruly, she didn't pay attention to what Man Cang said at all, she stabilized her body, and raised her brows, "Wait, what kind of body is it that shouts and screams?" Tell me what's going on first, what about your young lady? ”

Mancang doesn't care what her uncle's face is, in her heart, Du Jun is much more important than her uncle, that is her life-saving benefactor, and it is also her guide to a new life, standing on the street and staring at Song Jiang, regardless of it, she shouted loudly: "Miss was wronged by a spy of the Jin Kingdom, and she was beaten by a group of people, you are not in a hurry at all....."

Before he finished speaking, his shoulders were suddenly pressed by a pair of big hands, who cares if men and women are kissed or not, and what etiquette and honesty are incorruptible, and suddenly heard that Du Jun is in danger, Song Jiang buzzed in his mind, his eyes widened, he looked at her deadly, and asked sharply: "What about your young lady?" ”

Man Cang was stunned, and instinctively replied: "At the nearest barbecue stall from here, there are two men who say that Miss is a spy of the Jin Kingdom......

Uh, what about people?

After hearing the location, Song Jiang rushed out like a sword, and he would pay attention to her chatter.

Watching my uncle smash through the crowd vigorously, stamping his feet in a hurry, Angkor also asked her to call people, and now ..... Will she go or not?

Forget it, my uncle is a person from the yamen, and he will definitely be able to protect the young lady, thinking of this, Mancang lifted the corner of his skirt and turned back.

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Song Jiang gently put the leather whip back, looked up and down at Du Jun, left and right, and the care in his eyes was clear at a glance, "Are you okay?" ”

I didn't notice a slight tremor in his voice.

On the way to the rush, I don't know how worried, my heart is about to raise my throat, lest I see a scene that Mancang said, as for the result, he didn't dare to think about it, fortunately it came in time, the two sides just confronted, failed to fight, and at the same time rejoiced in his heart, he also complained a little about Mancang.

This girl, can you talk a little bit!

The simple four words, as if drawing away Du Jun's courage, grievances, complaints, and resentment were intertwined and came to his heart, and in an instant Du Jun's eyes turned red, turned around awkwardly, bit his lower lip, blinked his eyes, raised his head slightly, and stubbornly didn't want Song Jiang to see her weak side.

But her trembling shoulders betrayed everything she had.

Du Jun is crying, she is holding back.

Since she crossed over, she has been fighting alone, fighting desperately, for herself, for the Zheng family, for everyone on the farm, like a spinning top that can't stop, holding a whip and constantly spurring herself, but ..... No one knows how tired she is.

Du Jun is not smart, nor does she have special talents, she just can't get used to everything around her, making clothes, making furniture, running farms, and pushing barbecues, seemingly to make money, but in fact to improve the lives of the people around her.

Of course, there is also her own selfishness, she is not a saint, and she can't do the feelings of a saint, she is nostalgic, nostalgic for modern life, nostalgic for modern home, so she uses these things that the ancients can't understand to seek stability and comfort in her heart.

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; But this kind of selfishness does not contradict the original intention on the surface, but when those people kept shouting "spies" and "spies", like a flying blunt knife, pierced in the heart, ripping flesh and dripping blood, at this moment, Du Jun asked himself, is it worth it?

Is it worth it for you to do this?

Is it worth it for the sake of these fools!?

She was aggrieved, confused and even resentful.......

Song Jiang's simple greeting made this emotion brew to the peak, at this time, Du Jun just wanted to find a place where no one was there and cry happily, he didn't care about anyone's eyes, and he didn't think about anything anymore.

No one can understand this kind of emotion, Man Cang doesn't understand, Zheng doesn't understand, and Song Jiang doesn't understand.

Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone, this kind of sadness, who can understand.

Song Jiang looked at the lady's shaking shoulders, his heart was distressed, he never gave up easily, he could feel the deep sadness emanating from the lady's body, but he couldn't start, this sense of powerlessness made this sturdy man clench his fists tightly, and his eyes were split.

"Song Zhutou, the owner of Du Zhuang is a spy of the Jin Kingdom, don't be fooled by her", an abrupt voice came from the crowd of onlookers.

"Spies?" , Song Jiang turned to the direction of the voice, looked at the unfamiliar, indifferent or gloating faces, and couldn't help but shout loudly: "Whoever said it, if you are a gentleman, stand up for me, don't do some shady things in the back, and don't have a face." ”

In the face of Song Jiang's sudden outburst of anger, the people who were swept away by the sight all bowed their heads or looked left and right, and no one dared to look at each other head-on.

This man is crazy, if he dares to rush out rashly now, he will be beaten lightly, and he will be beaten in vain, don't you see the skin, it is a person from the Yamen.

The people do not fight with the officials, and this has been the case since ancient times.

How can the fire that Song Jiang is holding back be vented with a single sentence, who is the lady, as her husband, how can she not know.

Pacing, with a gloomy face, he slowly walked in front of the crowd of onlookers, "Why didn't anyone speak, where did all the energy just now?" Didn't you shout that my lady was a spy? Do you want to tie her up and go to the yamen? How are people? Come out! ”

"Don't rely on the strength of the crowd, just think that you can bully my lady, ask yourself, who can build a farm, run a school, find work for you, let the children have books to read, tell me, such a spy is welcomed by the Great Xia Dynasty, the more the better."

"Today, I'll put my words here, in the future, if I see you talking about spies again, weigh your own worth first, don't blame me Song Jiang is not polite, let's see you directly at the yamen."

The onlookers who bluffed with a domineering and leaky wife protection declaration looked at each other, and no one could provoke anyone in the yamen these years, isn't that the birthday star hanging himself to death.

If the most embarrassing thing at the scene is the green and brown two, they have been planning for so long, and they are about to drag Du Jun into the water, but they fell short because of Song Jiang's inexplicable fire, which made the two unacceptable no matter what.

knew this earlier, and fought to be whipped, which further confirmed Du Jun's identity as a "spy", which is really too late to regret!

The man in Tsing Yi hesitated for a moment, and gave his companion a look at the man in brown, the man in brown understood, and stepped forward to bow to Song Jiang, and his smile was really stiff, "Song Zhutou, this is all a misunderstanding!" ”