Chapter 3: The Hatred of the Dead

The door was opened, and not far from the door was the mansion of Fu Sheng, Marquis of Jingyang, separated by a bluestone paved laneway.

The master and servant stopped after walking a short distance in the alley, and saw the little maid resting the bamboo basket in her hand on the ground, lifting the covering cloth, and inside was a stack of folded paper ingots.

The rain washed the ground, and the flames burning with paper money flickered and flickered.

The girl slowly squatted down and set the bamboo umbrella in her hand above the fire.

"Miss, don't get caught in the rain, be careful of catching a cold!" The little maid hurriedly walked to the girl's side with an umbrella, "Miss should take care of herself, if the lord and lady know your current situation, they will definitely feel sorry for you." ”

The girl took a handful of paper ingots from the bamboo basket, and her face was calm: "Father, mother, brother, it's me who is useless and can't protect you." ”

and her little sister Xun Zhi, who was only fourteen years old, and now the original owner of this body, also died in that conspiracy accident.

She was the queen mother of a country, listened to politics for eight years, and played a lifetime of intrigues, but she was poisoned to death by the wolf cub raised by herself in the high-walled palace.

It's ridiculous!

At the beginning of the spring, she was still thinking that the emperor had reached the age of Zhixue, and it was time to find an opportunity to return to him, but she didn't expect that he couldn't wait longer than her.

On the fourteenth day of the first month, the governor of Shaanning handed over an urgent letter of 800 miles, saying that Tatar had broken through the pass and entered, pointing directly to the Beijing Division, and the three prefectures and sixteen prefectures in the north had been lost one after another.

In a hurry, she didn't have time to think about it, and a decree made her father and brother take the military seal and go on the battlefield, never thinking that this would be a point of no return.

On the twenty-sixth day of the first month, the news of Wuguo Gong's collaboration with the enemy and treason spread all the way back to Beijing from the border, and the Manchu dynasty was shaken and the people's hearts were unstable.

The regent Jing Ying personally asked for orders and went to the border pass to investigate the matter, she had always disagreed with Jing Ying's politics, but she also understood this person's temperament, he would not be confused enough to make a fuss about this kind of thing, and she could only nod her head and agree.

She waited left and right, but what she was waiting for was the news that her father and brother were afraid of crime and self-judged, and since then she has been ill and the medicine has not worked.

It all happened so fast that she didn't have time to make any deployments, and she lost her life in a hurry.

When she woke up again, she returned to Anfu as her little sister Xun Zhi, and then she learned that the Wuguo Mansion had been raided, and the women in the house had become prostitutes, and her mother committed suicide by hanging herself from the beam due to humiliation, and the little sister was also whipped to death by them.

She has been loyal and brave for generations in the Wuguo Mansion, and in order to guard this great Wei country, her ancestors have spilled their blood on the battlefield and shrouded in horse leather for generations, so that they can get their current status.

The glory of the 100-year Jiangmen has not been destroyed on the battlefield, but it has been destroyed by the hands of the Great Wei royal family that they loyally guarded.

Although half a month has passed, she has gradually accepted this reality, but every time she thinks about it, she still grits her teeth with hatred.

This blood debt, no matter what, she will ask for it in person!

"Miss, the Shenji Camp has been investigating closely recently, if they find out that you worship the grandfather of the country privately, I'm afraid there will be big trouble."

Xun Xuan, who was still silent with anger burning in her heart, let out a deep sigh, gathered her mind, stood up with an umbrella, and instructed the maid: "Clean up this place." ”

Qu Yousheng responded, and was about to step forward to clean up, but several slim girls suddenly appeared at the back door of Anfu.