After being reborn, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Chapter 238 Abusing the Old Godmother: Walking the Street (Part [-])
Wen Ruchun's heart was cut like a knife, and she said sharply, "I'm afraid that going here will be a disaster, it's fine if you don't comfort me before I leave, you still stab the knife in my heart!"

Han Rui sneered, "What are you doing saying goodbye now, I guess it won't be long before my son will meet you in hell."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Wen Ruchun was standing at the gate of the mansion, looking at his son's heartless back, looking at the Dingguo mansion where he had lived for forty years, but in the end, he was empty-handed.

Guanshi Lu, whom she treated with all her heart, betrayed her, her children and grandchildren abandoned her, and in the end, she had nothing.

"Let's go now!"

The guard suddenly pulled the rope, Wen Ruchun staggered and fell to the ground.There were heavy shackles around her neck, her hands were imprisoned by the shackles and she couldn't help the ground with strength, and there were heavy shackles on her feet. She writhed on the ground in a panic, and managed to get up.

She had just stood up, and before she could stand still, the guard impatiently pulled the rope and walked forward.

Because Ling'an Temple donated lotus roots yesterday, there are still many people wandering around the Dingguo Mansion today, thinking that there might be lotus roots that have not been donated, and they can also pick up a leak.

The common people didn't pick up the lotus root, but they saw Dali Temple arresting people.

"Dingguo Gongfu's benevolent family, why is Dali Temple still here to arrest people? Looking at a lot of age, what serious crime can you commit?"

"Looking at the clothes on her body, they are very rich, delicate and tender, like a master..."

The onlookers were talking in low voices, and they didn't have the guts to ask the military master of Dali Temple.

But the guard was very kind and talkative, and he answered their doubts with a smile, "This is the old Duke Ding's successor Wen Ruchun, who has just been dismissed and returned to the Yongping Hou Mansion! As a result, the Yongping Hou Mansion is gone." , No, we're here to pick her up and go to the jail for a family reunion!"

The crowd exclaimed, "Old Mrs. Dingguo! Why was she divorced! She is an elder, how can a son divorce his wife instead of his father?"

The guard said contemptuously, "I committed adultery with a servant who came to accompany the house, and gave birth to an illegitimate son, the very appointed envoy Liu Yuan! He also used Duke Ding to divorce his wife? How could the elders of the Han clan tolerate her?" !"

When everyone heard that it was adultery, they immediately became filled with righteous indignation.

They already respected the old Dingguo Duke who had made great achievements in the war, and now they have received the favor of Miss Dingguo, and Dingguo's mansion is a sacred and inviolable existence in their hearts.

It is the time for them to be grateful with all their hearts and souls, how can they allow others to defile the holy place in their hearts!
"Bah, slut! Serve it right!"

"Is the shit out of my head? What a hero old Duke Ding is, she still wants to eat wild food among the slaves!"

"It's time to strip her naked and parade her through the streets, soaking her in a pig cage!"

"Master Jun, she must be cut into pieces!"

……

The rotten eggs and rotten vegetables in the hands of the common people were thrown at Wen Ruchun.

Wen Ruchun couldn't avoid it, so he could only bear with his head down, his body and head were in a mess.

The guard shook his head and sighed, "That's not all. The old Duke's original wife and the wife of the current Duke were all killed by her, and even the young lady was almost killed by her! I have been an officer for more than ten years. , have never seen such a vicious heart."

There was an uproar among the people.

"It's beyond conscience! The Duke's Mansion is about to be destroyed by her!"

"Why didn't Duke Ding kill her!"

"Duke Ding and Missy are benevolent people, I'm afraid they can't bear to kill..."

"Such a person should go to the [-]th floor of hell, even if he kills him a hundred times, he won't let go of his hatred!"

Everyone insulted angrily, throwing rotten eggs and rotten vegetables and leaves could no longer express their anger, and the clods and rocks they could pick up anywhere became their weapons of venting, and they threw them at Wen Ruchun one after another.

The guard lazily shouted symbolically, "Don't smash people to death."

As the parade team got bigger and bigger, Wen Ruchun's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he couldn't see his original appearance.

If she fell down, she had to get up quickly, otherwise her fists and feet would follow her impermeably.She didn't know whether it belonged to the common people or the servants.

This journey has just begun, and she feels that it is extremely long, as if there is no end to it.

Living, really can be more uncomfortable than dead.

Seeing that the people were about to riot, a group of Jinwu guards hurried over.

But after a while, they understood the general idea of ​​the matter.

They rode on horses and shouted at the leading guard of Dali Temple, "You don't care about an old lady being smashed into this state? Where is the morality? Where is the bottom line? Where is she going to be sold? Let's go and see." Look at the fun!"

The guards laughed, "I'll deliver a letter to you at that time, I guess there will be a long queue to see the excitement!"

"Okay!" The Jinwu guards galloped away, shouting at the common people, "Take it easy, there will be no excitement if you kill someone!"

The guards deliberately took Wen Ruchun around the capital, and they didn't return to Dali Temple until noon.

In half a day, Wen Ruchun's evil deeds spread throughout the capital.

The people had nowhere to vent their anger, and they thought of Liu Yuanshi, the adulterous son who was still at large.

"I know where Liu's Mansion is, it's on Zhuangyuan Street! Let's go, throw dung!"

"I am coming too!"

"I am coming too!"

……

Wen Ruchun was thrown into prison.

The men of the Yongping Hou Mansion have been exiled in northern Xinjiang, the most difficult place of exile.

Northern Xinjiang is barren and cold, and wars continue.Usually half of the people died on the way to northern Xinjiang, and those who arrived there usually couldn't survive the winter, and they almost died.

The female family members of the Hou Mansion were concerned about their age and status. The young and beautiful enrolling priests acted as official prostitutes, and the older ones worked as official slaves, doing all the humble and drudgery.

Xiao Wen's family and several daughters-in-law of Marquis Yongping were kept as the last batch, but they got the chance to meet Wen Ruchun in prison.

Xiao Wen looked coldly at Wen Ruchun, who was in a state of embarrassment, "Auntie also has today. You have calculated all your life, but you still didn't get anything, and you will end up the same as me?"

Wen Ruchun lay powerlessly on the ground, and her anger also seemed weak, "I'm here for Wan'er! That's your daughter!"

Xiao Wen sneered, "For Wan'er? For Wan'er to become the queen, to save your life, right? An adulterer, whore, how can one not have such a high position as a queen to withstand Duke Ding's anger!"

"I raised such a good daughter for you, and I will become a concubine and empress in the future. Don't you think it will benefit you? You may not be a slave for the rest of your life!"

"Good daughter? I'll benefit from following?" Little Wen laughed sadly, and the laughter resounded through the dungeon, "This good daughter, she worked so hard to come to see me a few days ago, and before I had time to be happy, she begged me to commit suicide With all innocence!"

Little Wen's eyes were full of sarcasm, contempt, and pain, "Auntie said, is it my innocence she wants, or hers?"

Wen Ruchun lay on the ground in shock.

She knew that Wan'er was cruel, maybe so cruel that her own mother committed suicide to fulfill her innocence, but it was chilling.

She was silent for a long time, muttering to herself, "It's not wrong for her to do this..."

The corridor of the dungeon was dark, and at the corner, a tall black figure turned and left, and the golden dragon on the black cloak writhed awe-inspiringly.

His voice was bleak and cold, "Take care of the two of them, don't let them commit suicide."

"As ordered!"

(End of this chapter)