Seeing the suspicious looks from people on both sides, Mo Xuemin felt bad. She rubbed her handkerchief and her heart skipped a beat, but she could only watch her mother-in-law take action.
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The two women over there moved quickly and pulled the car curtain. With a strong pull, they saw the blue curtain was pulled down heavily and fell lightly to the ground.
Everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't help but exhale softly in the empty car. There was no clutter in it. There was nothing, just an empty car.
"I came all the way from Yuncheng. I would rather let the other maids and women huddle together, but put an empty cart at the end. Does the eldest sister think I am stupid like this?" Mo Xuetong has been waiting for this scene. , said sadly and angrily, "Or does the eldest sister think that I came to Beijing this time just to deliberately go to the city to bump into people and cause trouble, so I accused my sister of bumping into people before I saw it clearly when I came here?"
What's not clear about this situation is that it was clearly the coachman who deliberately framed the third young lady of the Mo family.
Moreover, the behavior of the eldest daughter of the Mo family was unusual. The ladies in the other carriages all pricked up their ears, listened and thought deeply.
The rest of the people no longer blamed Mo Xuetong, but all looked at Mo Xuemin, with many people looking a little more suspicious.
Mo Xuemin also looked at the empty carriage in disbelief, and secretly scolded Aunt Fang for being stupid for just putting a few boxes or throwing some sundries inside. How could the carriage be so empty? Isn't it obvious that the secret was exposed? !
"Third sister..." Mo Xuemin showed a hint of embarrassment on her face. Looking at everyone's reactions, she reluctantly wanted to explain.
"Mother Shen, what are the laws in this capital? In Yuncheng, if this kind of deceitful deception occurs and the reputation of an official lady is ruined, the property will be confiscated and the person will be punished with a fifty-fifty rod." Mo Lan winked at Aunt Shen and said loudly.
The injured old man standing aside suddenly became nervous, turned his eyes twice, and looked to the side.
Nanny Shen immediately understood and replied equally loudly: "The laws in the capital are naturally stricter than those in Yuncheng. There are people under the emperor's feet who dare to deceive in front of everyone. Fifty canes are not enough, they should be repaid. Those who have to be punished by corruption will have no chance of success from now on, and their family members, young and old, can only serve others."
The corruption punishment of the Great Qin Dynasty was to tattoo characters on the face. If the characters were tattooed on the face, one would be a criminal for the rest of his life, and even his descendants would be condemned to a lowly status.
The coachman's face instantly turned pale. On the other side, the bruised old man's face turned blue and white for a while. The injured leg had already been hanging on the ground involuntarily. Upon closer inspection, it was slightly trembling.
"Third sister was joking. It was my sister who was wrong. The car looked like ours, but I didn't expect that I was wronging the third sister." Mo Xuemin's expression moved slightly. At this time, she calmed down and stopped giving empty explanations. She came over with affection and concern. , holding Mo Xuetong's hand, he said softly in a calming manner: "Third sister has just come to Beijing, and it is really unlucky to get into such a thing. If this thing happens, this person will definitely not get well, but third sister is in trouble." In court, others will gossip about my sister, which will only cause trouble and make my father unhappy."
After hearing this, there was no need to go to court. The faces of the coachman and the old man softened a little, and they looked at each other secretly, each with a happy look on his face.
Mo Xuetong was determined that she would not dare to go to court. For hundreds of years since the Qin Dynasty had been in power, she had never heard of an official lady going to court regardless of her dignity. Mo Xuetong sneered in her heart. Unfortunately, Mo Xuemin made the wrong decision today.
"I hit someone and still want to evade responsibility. Is it because I can't bully Da Qin? Or is there no punishment in this capital?" A clear laughter came leisurely.
You Yuecheng's attention had already been focused on the gorgeous carriage when he saw it. Except for staring at Mo Xuetong for a while, he had been looking at the carriage in confusion most of the time. At this time, he heard a voice , his face suddenly changed, his mind raced, and he finally remembered who this person was!
"Come here, arrest the person and send him to the government. I have seen the whole process, so what if I can bear witness for Miss Mo San? It won't be difficult to go to court." Before she could react, the people in the car suddenly Qing Yue smiled.
Two guards with knives immediately appeared behind his carriage, and they rushed towards the coachman and the old man quickly.
The old man and the coachman, who had been hiding aside to watch the situation, saw that the situation was not good and rushed into the crowd. The two of them ran away in left and right directions.
The two guards chased each other, but the crowd was too big, and the two of them disappeared without a trace.
Seeing the old man and the coachman rushing into the crowd one after the other, everyone didn't understand.
Thinking that they had wronged this daughter together with others, everyone was suddenly filled with indignation, and they all aimed at Mo Xuemin, who was helping the old man and the coachman. These words became more and more unpleasant to hear.
At this time, Mo Xuemin could only grit her teeth and accept it. She had always been very scheming and knew that she was in the lower class today. She must not get angry at this time, so she seemed not to hear the meaning of everyone's words, and still said to Mo Xuetong gently and kindly: "It turns out that someone really wronged Third Sister. It's all my sister's fault today. Third Sister has been wronged. If Third Sister is still angry, just feel free to complain to me. I have no resentment, and I won't tell my father, because This is what I deserve. We sisters cannot have any quarrels over this, we must live in harmony."
The sincerity of what he said, not only exposing his shortcomings, but also humbly admitting his mistakes, is very pleasing to people.
The kind and gentle smile that filled the corners of Mo Xuemin's eyes was a little guilty. It seemed that it was because of his misunderstanding that he had damaged his sister's good sister image. Some of the voices that originally suggested that Mo Xuemin had harmed his own sister lowered their voices.
Mo Xuetong was indeed difficult to deal with, but after putting in such a huge drama, how could Mo Xuetong let her go.
"My elder sister's words really make my younger sister feel ashamed. It's my younger sister's fault, and I don't know who aroused someone's jealousy. She actually set a trap for her just after entering the city. This has ruined my elder sister's love for my younger sister and made her worried." Of course Mo Xuetong would not be left behind when Mo Xuemin made such a gesture, she said half aggrieved and half ashamed.
Her posture is lower than that of Mo Xuemin, and her appearance is more delicate. In addition, what happened before makes people more sympathetic.
Although everyone in the crowd didn't say anything, the young master saw those ladies from aristocratic families more clearly. She was just a weak woman. How could she offend other people and pretend to be someone with a similar car? When she entered the city, she hit someone again. Pushing her in the car, I thought about how the older sister kept saying to help her sister handle things, but didn't explain it to her sister. It was obviously intentional.
Who doesn't have such things in the backyard? I just didn't expect that this so-called eldest daughter of the Mo family, who is both talented and beautiful, is actually a woman with different appearances and deep thoughts. She is really not the same as the gentle and generous she has always shown on the outside. , some of the ladies who interacted with Mo Xuemin were wary.
"Why are my sisters so polite? Third sister should go back to the house with her elder sister first. There are many people here and it is not a place to talk. If I meet third sister here, I will naturally not go out. Sister Rong and several young ladies Say your goodbyes. My sister will go back with Third Sister. My father is at home and has been waiting for Third Sister to return home."
This was partly to excuse himself, and he said it sincerely. Every move he made had a sense of sincerity. Some passers-by also had their thoughts shaken, thinking that this gentle young lady might not be aware of it either. .
There were some people in the crowd who said that Mo Xuemin was wrong, and more and more people defended her. Mo Xuemin breathed a sigh of relief. Although she lost a game today, it was not too bad. She would deal with this little bitch when she got back to her house. people.
After Mo Xuemin finished speaking, she turned around and said goodbye to several gentlemen and young ladies one by one. Compared with the previous enthusiasm, the faces of these young ladies from aristocratic families became lukewarm, and none of them spoke to Mo Xuemin indifferently. Very often, some ladies even lowered the car curtains, hung up the windows, and responded indifferently without saying anything.
Knowing that it was all Mo Xuetong's previous words that aroused their suspicion, Mo Xuetong secretly gritted her steel teeth in jealousy, but she still said goodbye to them all with a smile.
Seeing that there was nothing to see, the onlookers dispersed, and the road suddenly became smoother. In front of the gorgeous carriage, the driver lightly raised his horse-whip, as if he wanted to start. You Yuecheng suddenly took two steps forward and pointed at Huacai. The carriage and horses handed over their hands and asked: "Is the person in the carriage His Royal Highness?"
"It's me, but I'm the prince of Ming Dynasty outside? I wonder if the prince stops me, what do you think?" The person in the car smiled lowly, elegant and gentle.
"I don't dare to take it seriously, but Your Highness is here for the Queen Mother's birthday? I have some opinions and I wonder if I can elaborate on them with Your Highness?" You Yuecheng said.
"It's getting late at the moment. When I finish my rest tomorrow, I will definitely ask the prince to come over and have a chat. I'll spare it for now." The clear laughter of the people in the carriage was like ice jade hitting each other, extremely clear and moist.
You Yuecheng did not insist this time. He took two steps back and bowed his hands in greeting: "Then I will definitely visit His Highness one day."
"Your Majesty, you don't have to be polite. You can just call me Young Master here." The carriage started, and a clear and gentle voice was accompanied by a melodious sound of the piano. The sound of the piano floated like a spring in the mountains, and like moving clouds, it was indescribable. Gao Yuan and Lei Ran, everyone who heard it looked at the disappearing carriage with admiring eyes...
While Mo Xuemin was walking away, Mo Xuetong held Mo Lan's hand and got into the carriage. She took down a book from the small bookshelf at the back of the carriage and handed it to Mo Lan. Mo Lan hid it in her sleeves and got out of the carriage. As the horse crossed the carriage next to it, the book was passed into the carriage. A woman's slender hand in the carriage caught it, picked it up, flipped through it and put it into a beautiful box next to it.
In the spacious compartment of the carriage, a beautiful boy of seventeen or eighteen years old reclined on a clean couch. His voice was clear and elegant, his laughter was like ice jade hitting each other, he was extremely clear and handsome, his eyes were as dark as paint, and he was picking up the car with a smile. Looking through the files on the table, there is a leisurely look between the brows. The temperament is like the white clouds in the sky that remain unchanged for thousands of years, reflecting the rising sun. It is magnificent, but it is also like the ancient water, which has its own calmness and intimacy. , dressed in a moonlight white robe, he is graceful and beautiful, his handsome face is as fair as the moon.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and a beautiful maid knelt with a delicate box on her head. A slender and strong hand stretched out, took it, and turned it over, with a faint smile on her beautiful and flawless face. (To be continued)