the next day
The fire in Ji Mansion has been put out, and the front yard hall and Dongyuan are burnt to nothing.
And Ji Yuanzhi's body, along with the coffin, was burnt to the ground!
Another news came this morning!
Mrs. Ji was overwhelmed with grief, and the wind and cold entered her body, and she passed away!
Immediately afterwards, a piece of severance book was handed from the Ji residence to the Guangqu Academy, and handed to Ji Yunshu.
"Ji's family, their daughter Ji Yunshu, engraved with the word cloud, has corrupt words and deeds, does not read relatives, and has no character. Today, she is expelled from the family, and will never be included in our Ji family tree..."
Black and white characters, printed with the seal of the Ji family's mansion!
Holding this piece of paper, she sneered, with a monstrous smile in her eyes, and it burst open.
Reaching out, he threw the piece of paper into the stove and watched it burn to ashes.
She knew that the current Ji family would probably want to cut her into pieces and throw her into the mountains, so that the wolves, tigers and leopards would bite her to the bone!
Ji Yuanzhi died, and so did Mrs. Ji.
Today, who is to blame
Blame her
She does not carry this pot, and she does not carry this burden!
Jing Rong ordered to go down, and was ready to leave for Beijing. The carriage was parked outside, ready to go on the road at any time.
Ji Yunshu went to the Wei Mansion. She handed over everything in the Wei family to Fu Fu, and explained to him that if it really didn't work, she would dismiss the people in the house.
After all, when the "Linjing Case" is finished, it is estimated that it will be a year later.
At that time, she couldn't come back, and she might not be able to. Maybe, she would take Wei Yi and go to a small county at random.
Wei Yi packed up for a long time, large and small, several bags.
"When my mother was alive, she said that you must bring everything with you when you go out."
Pointing to a yellow bag: "Here is clothing."
Pointing to a blue bag again: "Here are the shoes."
Then he pointed to a small box: "In this, there are things that my father and mother bought for me, including kites, pendants, and..."
"Wei Yi." Ji Yunshu interrupted him.
"Shu'er, you call me."
Yes, I call you, otherwise, you will forget me again!
Ji Yunshu handed him the two scrolls he brought with him, and said, "You can keep these two scrolls with you, and the rest, just pack up and change your clothes."
Wei Yi looked at the painting in his hand, unknown.
When I opened it one by one, I was very happy.
"This is father and mother!"
There are two scrolls, one is Mr. Wei and the other is Mrs. Wei.
Ji Yunshu painted it overnight.
Wei Yi held the two scrolls of paintings, and he refused to let go. The burdens, big and small, were also forgotten by him.
From the Wei Mansion to the Guangqu Courtyard, almost everyone is talking about the Ji Mansion.
Some people say that the fire was set by the third young lady of the Ji family, and she also killed Mrs. Ji. I heard that it was because she suffered from insanity and scratched her face.
She only admitted to setting fire, the rest are all rumors, all rumors!
Fortunately, there was no online Weibo or anything in ancient times, otherwise, wouldn't she have become the Ma "Rong" of the righteous version of killing relatives
I was afraid that if I didn't leave Jinjiang City, I would have been drowned by countless spittle stars.
Outside Guangqu Courtyard
Jing Rong was already on the horse, pulling the reins, and the pair of golden carved jade boots gently pressed against the horse's belly. If the purple-gold robe was replaced by armor and silver helmet, now he is as strong as iron. Bone, proud and graceful.
Seeing that Ji Yunshu and Wei Yi had come, his long and narrow eyes swept lightly and nodded towards Lang Bo.
Lang Bo pulled the carriage over and said to Ji Yunshu, "Miss Ji, everything is ready, you can get on the carriage with Young Master Wei."
"Okay, you can take the carriage."
Without saying a word, Wei Yi jumped on the carriage with two scrolls in his arms.
Ji Yunshu glanced at the scene with his back to him, and asked Lang Bo in a low voice, "Isn't your prince going into the carriage?"
"The lord said that he does not ride with commoners."
Oops!
It seems that he really remembered what he said.
Nodding lightly, she turned and got into the carriage.
As soon as the curtain was lowered, before she could sit firmly, she heard a familiar voice from outside.
"Yun Shu, this official is here to see you off."
Su Zhi opened the curtain, and Ji Yunshu saw the sweaty face of the county magistrate.
"Master Liu?"
He looked reluctant, and said with a bitter face: "Yun Shu, you said, you just left, I can't be busy with the affairs in the yamen in the future."
"Are you keeping me?"
"This..." The county magistrate glanced timidly in Jingrong's direction, and said with a trembling voice, "This official will not dare to grab the person that Prince Rong wants."
Ji Yunshu thought for a while: "Master Liu, you go to Lijia Village, find a clerk named Li Hai, and let him work in the yamen."
"Lehi?"
"He also handled the corpse dumping case a year ago. This person will definitely help you."
"Yes, definitely." Master Liu replied again and again, and sighed again: "There is such a big incident in the Ji family, it's actually fine for you to leave, but if you come back one day, you must tell this official."
Although Ji Yunshu disliked this confused county magistrate for five years, he had to say that he treated himself quite well.
When he ran out of money, he added money, and when he was in a bad mood, he also added money.
As long as he opens his mouth, he will do it all!
I don't know how much Jing Rong will give him for this "Linjing Case"
Shaking his head, thinking crooked again!
Hooking his lips, he glanced at the county magistrate.
"Fuck you, get out."
She put her head back into the carriage, and at the moment when the fingertips holding the curtain were retracted, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and in the smile, she was reluctant to give up on that stupid Mr. Liu.
"Shu Er, who's a fool?" Wei Yi asked her with open eyes.
She shook her head and didn't answer!
At this moment, the carriage also started.
After a while, he left Jinjiang City.
In this place, except for the plum blossom forest and the boy, everything is not worth her missing.
A group of people drove from the Jinjiang Trail into the mountains.
In the evening, the spring rain came unexpectedly, pattering lightly on the black roof of the carriage, and as the cold wind rolled up the curtains, the rain threads also flew in and fell on Ji Yunshu's veil. It penetrated into the skin, and it was chilly.
She slept for a while, opened her eyes, and saw Wei Yi holding two paintings, sleeping soundly.
Because it is not an official road, the road is bumpy and swaying all the way.
She stretched out her hand to lift the curtain. The carriage was probably still in the mountains for a while, and there were bushes all around. She glanced forward, and the guards in front held torches to lead the way, illuminating the entire road fairly brightly.
His gaze finally fell on Jing Rong.
The fluffy drizzle rolled Jing Rong's head and the first-class brocade clothes slippery, but he was not affected at all when he rode on the back of a horse.
"My lord, there is a broken temple in front of you."
Someone shouted.
Ji Yunshu also immediately retracted his head into the car, looking a little guilty!
Soon, the team stopped outside the broken temple, Ji Yunshu shook Wei Yi and dragged him into the broken temple.
Jing Rong's guards brought in all the things that were not resistant to water, and made two more fires.
Jing Rong took Lang Bo, Ji Yunshu took Wei Yi, and the four were on fire.
Those dozen guards sat in a pile!
The butt just sat down, and a group of people poured in outside the door of the broken temple.
I saw five or six people carrying a bulky coffin and entering through the gate of the ruined temple, all of them were completely wet!
"Hurry up, quickly carry it in, but don't get Madam's body wet."
A man held an umbrella on the head of his male master, and greeted the servants to lift the coffin into the ruined temple.