MTL - Take a Husband for Farming-Chapter 477

Mrs. Zuo sighed: "You are very reasonable. To be peaceful is to burn the incense in front of the Buddha."

"Grandma San, grandma Grandma sent slaves to please, saying that it's our turn to cry in our house!" Luoer came in from the outside.

"Know, I'll be there." Mu Rouzang stood up and adjusted his clothes, and then said to Mrs. Zuo and Mrs. Zuo: "Maternal grandmother, aunt, and two cousins, I'll go crying, After this period of time, we invited everyone to play in the house. "

Mrs. Zuo was afraid to delay her time and hurriedly hurried to her.

Mu Rouzang left the house of the left and went to Hou's shed. Just after arriving in the shed with Yang Taijun and saying a few words, he heard an **** calling and said it was Zhongyihoufu's turn to cry It works.

In fact, it was her turn, but it was her family's time to go in line instead of going to crying.

The palace is no better than the ground, old Mrs. Yang reminded again before going out of the shed: "When the meeting is overwhelming, if you see something you shouldn't see it, or if you hear something you shouldn't hear, all will give me everything. In the stomach, if you want to die, you can do it, but you can't affect other people in our house. "

The faces of the people were Xiao Ran, and they did not dare to whisper any more. They just followed quietly behind Mrs. Yang, all of them lowering their eyebrows and raising their ears, looking around with the light from the corner of their eyes.

Mu Rouzang helped Mrs. Yang to lead the way, and Su Waner helped Mrs. Zhongyihou to take second place, followed by the daughters of Yang Junyi and Yang Junhui, as well as the daughters of other families of the Yang family.

A group of people followed the **** through the rows and rows of wreaths, paper horses, etc. that were tied with plain paper, and then came to a place. There are already several women's dependents in the Hou House, the **** and Yang Lao who lead the way. Taijun was polite, but nothing more than crashing into nobles and the like.

Mu Rouzang found a silver ticket from his arms and quietly shoved it to him, saying, "There is a father-in-law, and it's been a hard-working father-in-law these days."

The father-in-law pinched the thickness of the silver ticket, and quietly looked at it again. He estimated that there were as many as twelve or so, and he was much better, saying, "Here, Sajia see the old lady is old. Gao was untied, so he called the **** to move the chair for the old lady to rest, and it was only before the royal ancestors could cry that they were afraid that it would take more than one hour to turn to your house. "

"There is such a labor father!"

Murou sighed a sigh of relief, the first day everyone didn't know the inside story, which caused Mrs. Yang to freeze in the snow for more than a few hours. After returning home at night, her sore waist and legs ached and did not sleep all night. Hem humming.

The **** got a silver ticket, and it was a practical matter. Soon, he moved a chair and a brazier, and invited Mrs. Yang to sit on the fire.

Because in the palace, the crowd stood there waiting and did not dare to squeak, but they could hear whine continuously, and there was a sorrow everywhere. The original dark clouds covered the top, and at this time people became more panicked.

"No, no!"

"what!"

"Help!"

"Oh!"

A piece of fresh blood was stained with a white wreath, flowing down the white plain paper quietly, dropping drop by drop on the ground, and soon dipped into the snow, no, the white snow quickly became red. Mei was furious, and blood was dripping down, and one after another fell down.

Mu Rouzang stared sillyly at the wreath splattered with blood, his ears filled with the sound of continuous harvesting, and various screams before death ...

As the cold wind continued to squeeze into her ears, a girl who grew up under the red banner, a traversal who always felt that everyone was equal and protected by law, she suddenly realized that in the Da Zhou Dynasty, under the imperial power, How small she is ...

"Child!" A trembling old hand held her arm tightly.

For the first time, Mu Rouzang felt that life was so worthless and so fragile. She pursed her mouth to say something, but she didn't know why, she couldn't make a sound, and stared blankly at the glare. Blood, want to cry, but soberly sober.

"Don't be afraid!" Mrs. Yang did not know when she had stood up! Hold her gently in her arms.

"Don't move anyone, don't make a sound!" Mrs. Yang stared fiercely at Mrs. Hou who was like a sieve.

All the family members were frightened. At this time, not only the wreath, but also the plain cloth used for the partition, like a waterfall suddenly flying under the face, leaving blood marks one after another.

Mu Rouzang stood in the snow dumbly, she just felt the cold from the soles of her feet to the top of her scalp, and her mind wandered back and forth: the palace change!

That's right, it's the palace change.

A sound of potassium armor awakened her, and as the crowd looked backwards, it was a small guard with a long sword.

Mu Rouzang did not know whose army it was. She took a breath and forced herself to calm down and said, "Spring landscape, protect grandmother."

She has a thin, sharp embroidery needle on the little hand hidden in her sleeve. She wants to thank Yang Chaner. She was reminded of her last visit to the palace. Therefore, Xia Yu prepared it for her when she returned. Many embroidery stitches.

Her calf was trembling. Mu Rouzang had only fought with others since he learned Wu Wu, but he never killed anyone. She was so anxious that she was about to kill someone, and she wanted Yang Zixuan to accompany her. Even if she only accompanied her to be brave.

"Mother!" Yang Zixuan got out of nowhere and came towards her.

"Fu Jun!"

Mu Rouzang was so excited that she never wanted to see Yang Zixuan so.

"Run away!"

When she saw the team's guards getting closer, it was clear that they were coming at them.

"Stupid lady!"

Yang Zixuan came over and tried to hold her little hand, but she was freed by Mu Rouzang's clever effort, only to find that she was holding an embroidery needle in both hands.

"Don't be afraid, there is a husband."

Mu Rouzang's fear was flicked away by him, and then he settled down. Before Lao Taijun and others had time to find out the situation, they saw that the guards had come.

"I've seen Mrs. Yang, Mrs. Hou, Chengde Lang, Yang Anren, and Yang Yanren."

One of the leaders of the guard came out and gave a gift to Mrs. Yang.

"You are? The old man thinks he hasn't done anything harmful, and today he came to cry for the Emperor sincerely. Why are you doing this?"

Mrs. Yang was well-informed in the end, and was not frightened by the continuous shouts of killing.

The chief of the guard smiled: "The old lady is not panic, the subordinate is sent by Zhongyi Hou. The old lady can rest assured that the old man can call me Liu Xiaowei!"

"Liu Xiaowei, what happened? How did you do this in front of Xuanwumen?" Mrs. Yang was old and fine.

Xiaowei Liu said with a grin: "It was our Houye who besieged the palace and begged the other three princes to come and return. The kingdom cannot be ruled without a day, and the crown prince is just around the corner."

When Mu Rou Sang's heart was "sudden", she quietly looked at Yang Zixuan, but he only pinched her little hand in secret, begging her not to ask for the time being.

I only listened to Liu Xiaowei and said, "Now the outside is in chaos. I still ask the old lady to stay here temporarily. After Hou Ye Xiao Qing fights against the thief, he will **** the old lady and others out of the palace. . "

Mu Rouzang turned his head and quietly asked Yang Zixuan, "What about my brother?"

Yang Zixuan hadn't answered yet, but the school officer Liu Xiaowei took the conversation with a smile, and replied: "General Zhaowei was the new emperor, not to mention Princess Huaiqing's son-in-law.

When Yang Zixuan saw her looking over her head, she nodded and said, "Yes, Hiroyuki has already met with me before I came here. He first protected Princess Huaiqing and the Lord of Jing'an County and so on, and left you in Zuofu. Do n’t worry, neither of your two cousins ​​grew up vegetarian. They can protect the women. ”

But he did not say that this time the old nobles in Beijing were afraid that they would disappear.

The crowd was standing in the place blowing the cold wind. Mu Rouzang was blown out of his body no matter how good he was. Fortunately, Yang Zixuan was here to accompany him, and the daughters and relatives were also at ease, just waiting there silently.

"Little uncle, what about your elder brother?" Su Wan'er was very envious of Mu Rouzang, and after a while she thought of the dead ghost in her house.

"Eh!" Yang Zixuan first met, and then he replied, "I don't know, Grandma? Brother didn't enter the palace!"

"Ah?" Su Wan'er was startled first. Why did the dead ghost not die in the civil strife, and then thought about it, fearing that she was still drilling the woman's belly in the house, and she really hated the silver teeth.

Liu Xiaowei held out his hand and signaled that everyone should stop talking. At this time, the palace was in chaos. All parties and horses had it. He was afraid that his voice would attract the attention of others.

It wasn't until the evening when the weapon's impact, screams, and shouts gradually went away ...

Liu Xiaowei didn't know how to contact the people on his side, so he turned back to Mrs. Yang and said, "Old lady, Lord Hou is rumored that his subordinates are escorting everyone back to the house. The civil strife has calmed down, but it was the time of the chaos on the street, and the old lady was asked not to embarrass her. "

Lao Taijun did not expect that Zhongyi Hou was the mastermind, but thinking about Yang Juan's entry into the palace, he knew that he was so determined that he would recreate Yang Fu's brilliance.

"Well, there is Dr. Liu Xiaowei."

Mu Rouzang and others have already been tired out of this, so he wants to leave this troubled place soon.

A group of people left under the **** of Liu Xiaowei. Mu Rouzang quietly looked back at Xuanwumen Square. At this time, the corpses were standing upright and blood flowed into the river. The neat and clean ties and wreaths had already been removed. The people in the panic were toppled to the ground, covered with blood, and trampled on by people.

There was a real mourn in Xuanwumen Square. There was an official who was killed in the chaos. Without his big umbrella, the family members of the family had to sell a house or send it to the clothing bureau .... ..

Instead of riding a horse, Yang Zixuan got into Mu Rouzang's carriage.

She shook her head pale and said, "I'm fine!"

In fact, the smoky **** smell had already caused her stomach to be upset, only to feel as fierce as the river, and she had been trying to resist the slightest looseness.