The blessed girl of rebirth comes to the door

The next day, two major events happened in the county, which spread like wind throughout the streets and alleys.

Teahouses and restaurants...there was a lot of discussion.

Several women on the street gossiped about what they had heard.

"Have you heard? This morning the grievance drum was sounded in the Yamen. More than ten people sued Du Guangyao, and the county magistrate personally accepted the case."

"Oh, what a retribution!"

"That is, he is domineering and bullying our people on weekdays."

"It's not because he has a good father."

"Hey, now that his father has been fucked, let's see how proud he is."

At this time, another woman came and said, "Oh, what's your news? Thirteen people who were imprisoned yesterday were bitten to death by rats.

Ouch, tsk tsk, the appearance of his death was extremely miserable. I heard that his body was bitten and his flesh and blood were all bruised, and his eyes were eaten by rats.

The screams scared the other prisoners almost crazy. Thousands of rats surrounded them and bit them, and the guards did not dare to come forward. "

The woman spoke vividly. It's like being there in person.

What? Several other women were frightened and turned pale for a moment, but they quickly regained their composure and felt delighted.

"This is retribution, a good death. This mouse really did a good deed!"

"How did you know?" a woman asked curiously.

"Right?" Other women were also confused?

The woman raised her chin proudly, "My next door neighbor's son is working in prison. He said it himself."

Lingzhi told Wang Ruixue what she heard, "Miss, this is really a relief." She was shocked at her master's methods.

Wang Ruixue was puzzled and moved after hearing this. How could it be such a coincidence? Who did it?

The two things are connected, and the secret purpose is to vent her anger without involving her. It will only make people think that Du Guangyao has made too many enemies and aroused public resentment.

Those thirteen people did all kinds of bad things on weekdays, and even the mice couldn't stand it, so they killed them directly.

Even if their parents want to sue the murderer, the county magistrate can't do anything if the murderer is a rat! At most, the mice would be caught and killed.

What a brilliant plan!

For a while, some people were happy and some were sad. Their parents had no way of identifying the corpses that had been bitten by rats, so they had to bury them all together.

Their son is dead, and the bad things he did during his lifetime will naturally be punished and repaid by their parents, and the son will not blame his father for his mistakes.

Du Guangyao was domineering in private and often bullied civilians. As long as he did not harm other people's lives, he would give him fifty blows as punishment.

The Prime Minister of Du County knew that he violated the law and was removed from his official position. He protected his son all the year round. He once had people beaten to death, and he was beheaded after his death.

Without the protection of the halo, Du Guangyao's family suffered retaliation. People who had been bullied by him came to take revenge one after another.

Spreading feces and urine, releasing snakes and centipedes... Du Guangyao's mother, Qiang family, was frightened to death.

That night, someone sneaked into Du Guangyao's home. His meridians and feet were cut off, and he bled to death.

Qiang was frightened and went crazy on the spot.

On the same day, Wang Ruixue, led by Wei Zhenyu, took a carriage to Zhuangzi, which was given to her by His Majesty.

She opened the curtains of the carriage, and a gust of cold wind hit her face. Her cheeks were sore from the blowing, and Wang Ruixue couldn't help but shiver.

Looking around, we can see a vast field with lush greenery, and the wheat in the field is swaying gracefully under the caress of the cold wind.

Villagers in the fields were weeding with their heads down, and several children were playing on the ridges of the fields. From time to time, cheerful laughter could be heard, as clear as silver bells.

The mountains in the distance are shrouded in clouds and mist, looming like a fairyland.

A winding stream flows in front of the village, shining brightly under the sunlight, as if the Milky Way in the sky is reflected in the world.

The houses in the village are all made of thatch and adobe. Although they are simple and dilapidated, they reveal a simple and warm atmosphere.

When the villagers in the fields saw the carriage, they stopped what they were doing and looked in their direction curiously.

Wang Ruixue was about to get off the carriage, but Wei Zhenyu called to her and reminded her thoughtfully, "Ruixue, take Mrs. Tang with you and warm your hands."

Wang Ruixue was stunned for a moment, then a smile burst into her eyes, with stars twinkling in her eyes, a hint of shyness, and a hint of warmth on her cold cheeks. She lightly opened her red lips and said, "Thank you." Then she took the Tang Pozi from Wei Zhenyu.

The warm touch reached Wang Ruixue's hands. At this moment, she felt that her heart was hotter than Mrs. Tang, and her heart was beating like a drum.

Wei Zhenyu looked at her shy look, and the smile at the corner of his mouth got bigger and bigger. His eyes were full of tenderness and doting.

Wang Ruixue was shrouded in his fiery eyes, as if she was under the hot sun, and her whole body was surrounded by fire.

She dared not look directly into his eyes, fearing that she would fall into the abyss of tenderness and be unable to extricate herself. She hugged Yu Pozi tightly and tried to move, but found that it seemed to be rooted and unable to move.

At this time, a strange old man asked from outside, "Noble sir, who are you looking for?" His tone was respectful.

"Who are you here?" the coachman asked stiffly.

"The younger one is the head of Wanxi Village. His surname is Wan and his given name is Zhengci."

Wang Ruixue seemed to be rescued and hurriedly stepped out of the carriage. I really can't be alone with Mr. Shen, it's too torturous!

Wan Zhengci looked up and saw a little girl wearing a red cloak walking out of the carriage. She had a beautiful face and a complexion as white as winter snow. She was holding a Tangbaozi in her hand.

A flash of surprise flashed in Wan Zhengci's eyes, and there was a look of awe in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, another handsome young man with a noble and elegant temperament walked out of the carriage. His brows were gentle and he was extraordinarily handsome.

Wan Zhengci's cloudy old eyes couldn't help but widen in surprise! Ouch, this young man is so handsome!

Wang Ruixue also looked at the old farmer. He was wearing a shabby cotton-padded jacket and his figure was slightly stooped.

Due to his thin body, the cotton-padded jacket looked wide when worn on his body, like a sack. A belt was tied around his waist, which tightened the cotton-padded jacket tightly, leaving nothing hanging around his neck. The cold wind blew in and made him shiver. .

The face is covered with ravines and wrinkles, like the Gobi desert, covered with wind and frost.

Working in the fields all year round, his skin was tanned and rough. In the cold winter, his skin was dry and cracked, like a land lacking water. However, his eyes were cloudy, but his pupils were bright, as if they were burning with sparks.

The hands are rough and covered with frostbite, and the finger joints of the tiger's mouth are cracked and bleeding with pus and blood. At this moment, I am nervous and have nowhere to rest.

The look in their eyes was like fireworks blooming in the night sky, full of amazement.

Wan Zhengci withdrew her astonished expression and quickly saluted and asked, "This girl, sir, who are you looking for?"

He just heard from the villagers that a carriage came to the village, and he came here specially to take a look. No one in their village knew the noble family.

Wang Ruixue smiled and politely returned the favor, and explained directly, "I am the county prince and now the owner of Zhuangzi. I guess you already know this. This time I came here specifically to see Zhuangzi's fields."

What? County Lord? Wan Zhengci was startled, and her eyes suddenly widened. It was the girl from Tianmen Village who grew cassava with a yield of 2,000 cassava per acre! He came to his senses and prepared to kneel down and salute.

Wang Ruixue quickly stopped her, "No need to salute, the ground is too cold."

Wan Zhengci felt warm in his heart. This county prince was so kind. "County prince, etiquette cannot be discarded," Wan Zhengci said righteously, and then bent down to salute, "Young man, I have met the county prince and the young master."

Wang Ruixue was dumbfounded by his operation, but he was a stubborn and old-fashioned old man.

"It's freezing here. If the county prince and the young master don't mind it, why don't you go and sit in a villager's home for a while," Wan Zhengci carefully invited, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Wang Ruixue nodded, and the carriage drove slowly towards Wan Zhengci's house.