Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 2 The Sky's Cry

"Wen'er, it's cold at night, come back quickly, come and sit." The woman sat by the fire, calling Jiang Wenwen and the boy to sit together.Jiang Wen also felt cool, so he went back to the ruined temple and sat by the fire to warm up.

The fire melted away, dispelling the chill in the late spring night. Soon, Jiang Wen, who was tired all afternoon, dozed off, with his head bouncing up and down, looking a little cute against the firelight.

Jiang Wen had a dream. In the dream, she saw a young girl who was suddenly involved in a car accident while walking on the road. Then, the girl's soul slowly rose, and Jiang Wen could clearly feel it. Seeing the hatred revealed by the girl's soul, in the end, the girl's soul rose higher and higher until the clouds covered Jiang Wen's sight.

At this moment, Jiang Wen woke up, opened his eyes, and found that he was lying in the arms of a woman. "Mother," Jiang Wen tried to shout, the voice was as low as a mosquito.

"Wen'er is awake, mother asked your brother to bring some water to wash your face" the woman said softly, the boy went out silently after hearing the words, and brought in some water.Jiang Wen smiled politely at the boy, "Thank you brother."Then, ignoring the young man's surprised gaze, he scooped up a handful of water and washed his face.

After washing his face and fully waking up, Jiang Wen realized that it was raining outside, and it was raining heavily.

"It's really unlucky, it's not summer yet, and it's really rare that there's a heavy rain, and I won't be able to travel all morning," the two guards complained while cooking white rice porridge.Jiang Wen was a little curious. He didn't know why the guards didn't order them. He didn't know until later that this was a rule handed down by the guards who escorted the prisoners.

The morning is the same as last night, a little rice porridge, and when Jiang Wen and the others are divided, there is basically only soup left. Jiang Wen is used to not eating breakfast in modern times, so even though there is very little rice, just drink a few sips That's fine.

It was almost noon when Yunxieyu harvested, and the two guards drove them on the road as soon as the rain stopped.The loess-rolled road, after a rain, the road is full of muddy water, step on it, there is a footprint a few centimeters deep, and the shoes are instantly wet by the yellow mud.The muddy road was very difficult to walk, even with women and young people pulling it, Jiang Wen had a very difficult time walking.

"It's really slow, forget it, come up, I'll walk with you behind my back" the young man squatted down, although his tone was impatient, but when he looked closely, he could still feel her concern for Jiang Wen. He was really a contradictory person. The direct sister is full of exploration and disgust for a while, and expresses concern awkwardly for a while. I really don't understand it, Jiang Wen thought.

Walking along the way, Jiang Wen was able to take a look at the scenery on the side of the road. Most of the roadside was wasteland. Because it was late spring, the weeds grew very lush, with a green color, and last year's withered grass, from time to time It can be seen that it is faintly hidden under the grass, and it has begun to rot.On an official road more than ten miles away, there is a similar scenery on the side of the road. Even the pedestrians on the road are very similar to Jiang Wen and his party, except that there are more people in white prison uniforms.

It’s just that the pedestrians seem to be talking about something. The two fast horses on the front are two more formally dressed guards. The crying can be heard from a distance. When you walk in, you can find that these prisoners are with Jiang Wen’s family. The family members of Lord Censor, who were escorted out from Pingdu.

"Let's ask you two officers, are the family members of Jiang Yanzheng, the fourth-rank prisoner, traveling with you?" The two officers on horseback asked condescendingly.

Hearing the words of these two messengers, the sadness in the hearts of the family members of the Yushi's mansion stopped for a while, and they all secretly guessed that something is wrong with Jiang's mansion?Thinking about how the adults of the two families were both officials at Yushitai and were implicated in the same misfortune, they felt even more sad, so they burst into tears of grief.

"If you go back to the official, Jiang Yanzheng's family had an accident on the road yesterday, and they were delayed, so they didn't go with us. If you walk a few miles along the road, the official should be able to meet you." The two escorts The guard didn't dare to offend the guard with a higher rank than himself, so he quickly explained clearly with a smile on his face
When the two messengers heard this, they reined in the reins, turned their horses, and ran back. After traveling for more than ten miles, they saw another line of prisoners escorting them. There were only three prisoners in prison uniforms. An adult and two children guessed that this was the family of criminal Jiang Yanzheng. When they arrived, they got off their horses and asked.

"Are you the criminal Jiang Yanzheng's family?" When the woman heard her husband's name, she hurriedly stood up, "Yes, we are, I am his wife Jiang Zhao, what news does the servant have? Want to tell?"

When the young man heard the name Jiang Yanzheng, he finally had more emotions that a young man should have. He also looked up at the guard, his sleeves were clenched and wrinkled, and his eagerness to know the news was undoubtedly revealed.Only Jiang Wen, although he subconsciously looked up at the guard when he heard the name Jiang Yanzheng, his face was full of doubts and confusion.

The two messengers took a few glances at Mrs. Zhao, and Mrs. Zhao's face was yellow and thin, her hair was like withered wormwood.

"Mrs. Jiang, please forgive me. Mr. Jiang has never pleaded guilty in the sky prison. He can no longer stand the torture. Therefore, your family has been released without charge. It's just that the Holy One is still in a rage. Your posthumous title, demoted your family as commoners, and exiled you in northern Xinjiang."

"Master!" Zhao endured grief and reluctantly listened to the messenger's words, and then fainted with a heart-piercing exclamation.The young man frantically supported Mrs. Zhao, his eyes were red and red, tears were rolling in his eyes, but they never flowed down, "Mother, mother, wake up!"

Jiang Wen stood aside a little stupidly, feeling like an outsider, watching Yuanben's mother and elder brother fall into grief, but he hadn't figured out how much sadness he could use to express his regret for the bad news he heard. Painful, just standing there in a daze, with no expression on his face.

The messenger who delivered the letter had other news to deliver, so naturally he couldn't stop because of Mrs. Zhao's fainting. The two looked at the sober Jiang Wenwen and the young man. Could it be that the daughter of the Jiang family is stupid? Far away, there is no sadness, muttering in a low voice.

"Are you Mr. Jiang's child?" One of the guards patted the boy on the shoulder. The boy raised his head and looked at the guard with red eyes, stubborn face, and sad eyes. I couldn't help being shocked, this doesn't look like a young master from Pingdu.

"I'm his son, Jiang Wuyou, do you have any news to tell us?" When Jiang Wuyou stood up to speak, his voice was hoarse, but calm without any warmth.

(End of this chapter)