After transmigrating into the villain's daughter, I lie down and win

Chapter 820 The whole family is a rebel (104)

For a Taoist priest, having a chest burst is as common as eating, drinking water and sleeping.

But there is a world of difference between secretly blowing yourself up in the alchemy room and blowing yourself into charcoal in front of the eldest princess.

The former can be said to have dedicated himself to science.

the latter--

Chunchun is just embarrassing!

a shame!

I’m too embarrassed to see anyone!
Seeing a tall, strong and thin man crying loudly because of his failure, Jin Yan felt pain in her eyes. In order to protect her eyes from being hurt, she comforted him with a sentence "You are one step closer to success" and then left with Qin Shu.

As for the mess on the ground after the explosion, there were Taoist priests to clean it up, so she didn't need to worry about it.

"Your Highness, are you going out?"

Qin Shu asked.

Although he had some selfish motives, the weather looked like it was going to rain, so he said, "His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin hasn't come back yet, so why don't you go out for the time being?"

Jin Yan said, "Don't leave the city, go to the streets and have a look."

The servants harnessed the carriage and brought a horse to Qin Shu, but after Jin Yan got on, Qin Shu quickly got into the carriage, saying that his arm was injured and he couldn't hold the reins.

In this regard.

The guards of the Princess's Mansion: "..."

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin was absolutely right in what he scolded. Some people look like immortals who are not affected by the world, but their skins are thicker than the walls of Chang'an. They are so shameless at such a young age. What will happen to them in the future?
Everyone was secretly complaining and exchanging glances, but no one dared to make a sound.

But Jin Yan dealt Qin Shu a heavy blow.

"I never knew you were so weak."

As soon as these words came out, the guards outside almost couldn't hold back their laughter, and Qin Shu himself felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

But before he could explain, Jin Yan's attention was attracted by the bustling city outside.

When she and her second brother were hostages in Chang'an, their movements were restricted and there were not many places they could go. But even in those deliberately beautified streets they could reach, there were always people who were poorly clothed, hungry, or even starved to death or died of illness.

In Chang'an City, at the feet of the emperor, countless people died of starvation and disease. One can imagine what the situation was like in those places that the emperor could not see.

That was a past event she didn't want to recall.

She saved some people, but more people died because the emperor was still alive, because she was a hostage, and because she didn't even have a legal and reasonable reason to save the people that would not arouse the emperor's suspicion.

However, no reasons are needed nowadays.

These are all her people. She can help them however she wants and protect them however she wants. Even if someone is dissatisfied, at most they can say something half-hearted like "the princess is trying to win the hearts of the people" where she can't see. It will not have any impact on her personally. Instead, it can provide some "high-quality and knowledgeable" servants for the North to help her enlighten the people and build the North.

"Your Highness is happy?"

Qin Shu asked.

Now his arm no longer hurt and no longer bled, and he naturally took the car window curtain from Jin Yan's hand so that Jin Yan could focus on seeing everything she wanted to see.

Jinyan said, "Did you see the grandfather and grandson who were selling candy cakes just now?"

As they were talking, the carriage had already passed by the cake stand, but the guards understood what he meant and had already gone there to buy a few cakes. They put one of them in the carriage and shared the rest among themselves.

Qin Shu nodded.

The old man looked strong despite his age, and his little granddaughter was very cute.

Jin Yan said: "It was not like this half a year ago. His two sons died from heavy corvee labor, his two daughters-in-law also died, and his little grandson was tortured to death by the son of a powerful man." "Then this little girl..."

"He picked it up, an orphan."

Jin Yan's tone was heavy, and Qin Shu looked at her with a worried look.

"After Emperor Li died, most of the heavy construction projects started by him and his son were stopped. The people no longer had to do hard labor all year round. The people who killed his daughter-in-law were brought to justice. That powerful family and their supporters in the court were uprooted. The government gave them compensation, and their lives are getting better and better."

Jin Yan was talking about the rest of the story, and it sounded like everything was moving in a good direction, with the old man getting his revenge and having a little granddaughter by his side. It seemed like the matter had been resolved satisfactorily, but Qin Shu knew that Jin Yan was not happy.

Things should have been different.

The old man is in good health, his son is either farming or working to support the family, his daughter-in-law is spinning and weaving and taking care of everything at home, his grandson is either learning a craft or learning a few words to make a living, maybe on a sunny day with warm sunshine, they will meet a little girl who is taken to the street by her parents...

But this story, whether it is Jin Yan's imagination or a blessing, is impossible to come true.

Qin Shu's mind flashed with scenes he had seen before. After a long while, he said, "The past cannot be brought back. Such things will never happen again."

Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, the Prime Minister, the Minister of Justice, the Censor, the Minister of the Imperial Household... many people are working hard to prevent such tragedies from happening again.

He looked at Jin Yan and said seriously: "Your Highness has done a good job."

……

After walking around the street for a long time, until the sun set, Jin Yan ordered to return to the palace.

She did not enter the palace yesterday and was going back to the palace tonight, so she asked Qin Shu to get off the car, but he insisted on sending her to the palace gate. However, something unexpected happened along the way.

On the way back to the palace, they encountered the Supreme Court arresting fugitives.

Wang Wu's voice was clear and sharp.

"Catch him. If he resists, kill him on the spot!"

When the fugitive heard this, he was so frightened that his voice could not stop trembling, but he was still stubborn and cursed at Wang Wu, "Wang Wu, you are a villain, you eunuch, you use chicken feathers as a token of authority, and you really think you are an important person? Why don't you take a look at yourself in the mirror..."

Before Wang Wu got angry, Jin Yan's guard brought him a mirror.

Seeing that they were guards from the Princess's Mansion, everyone in the Supreme Court was slightly stunned, and even Wang Wu was a little dazed.

"Excuse me for interrupting you, Your Highness, after hearing what happened just now, he specially ordered me to send a mirror to this young master from a noble family so that he can see clearly what he looks like now. Please, Your Highness, do me a favor."

Wang Wu had come back to his senses at this moment. He bowed in the direction of the carriage and said respectfully, "It is my fault that I have disturbed Your Highness. Please forgive me."

In the carriage, Jin Yan lifted the curtain and smiled at Wang Wu, "You did a good job."

Wang Wu's expression remained unchanged, but he seemed to be deliberately suppressing the corners of his lips. He spoke a few more words sincerely before saying to his men, "Didn't you hear the princess's order? Give him the mirror."

The mirror placed in the carriage to adjust the instruments was destined not to be too big, but the self-proclaimed noble young master of the aristocratic family could still see his current appearance at a glance.

His hair crown was crooked, hanging loosely on his head, his black hair was like dry grass, wildly scattered, his luxurious clothes were full of wrinkles, crisscrossed, and there were puddles of unknown stolen goods on them, his collar was half-open and crooked, and his sleeves were tattered. Most importantly, his handsome face, which he was so proud of, was now covered with dirt and purple, and there was a strong and pungent smell on his body...

This was the look of a beggar, a look he hated the most.

Once upon a time, just because he was irritated by the stench of little beggars as he passed by, he asked his servants to wash the little beggars with boiling water and then bury them alive.

But now, his family was destroyed and he had nowhere to escape, and he had become a little beggar who could be crushed to death by someone else with just a flick of a finger.

retribution.

Hahahahaha.

This is what they call retribution, right?