Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yunxi gently grasped Shen Jinghong's sleeve and put his whole body close to him.

The village is not far from the town, and it only took them half an hour to come here. At this time, the village is full of candles and white silk, which is very strange.

Before entering the village, we heard the sound of mourning, whether women or children. The scene was very spectacular. Then, several villagers rushed directly in front of them with sharp edged farming tools.

Shen Jinghong said, "we came for the government."

The middle-aged man roared, "the people of the Yamen have just sent the body of Kimura. What are you doing this time?"

It seems to hear the voice of men. More and more villagers will come here and surround them to the same place. For a moment, the voice of mourning stopped, but there are more and more voices of swearing.

A woman with white hair directly cried and lay at the foot of Yunxi, swearing: "what did my wooden village do wrong? The son of heaven gave us a marriage and didn't let us go. What evil did I do when I walked vertically but came back horizontally!"

Yunxi took the two silver bags given by Shen Jinghong and put them in the woman's hand: "this is one hundred liang of silver, which is the intention of the imperial court."

The woman opened the bag, less abuse, but patted her ass, stood up and put the silver directly in her arms. Scolded again: "a life in our wooden village is worth one hundred Liang silver? It's too cheap!"

The villagers echoed: "do you think this silver wants to send us away?"

Shen Jinghong glanced at the villagers, but it was a little strange. This village was not the surname of Qian village. Most of them were retail villagers. They would not have any blood relationship with the flower picker. The meaning of this speech was more like sharing the silver.

Yunxi rummaged through his sleeve pocket for a long time. Finally, he took out a piece of gold and handed it to the gray haired woman: "grandma, do you think these are OK?"

When the woman took the gold, her eyes lit up and the villagers around her swallowed. The woman was about to leave, but was held by the man who rushed first: "Kimura died unjustly for no reason. You should think clearly! If Kimura's mother saw the silver, she would not be satisfied!"

The woman seemed to understand what it meant. She sat on the ground again and began to cry: "our life in Kimura is so hard!"

Shen Jinghong directly grabbed the gold and silver bag from the woman: "your mother-in-law is not the mother of Qianmu village? What are you doing with our silver?"

The man seemed to think he had said something wrong and looked warily at Shen Jinghong and Yunxi: "this is the second mother of Kimura. Naturally, it can take over the silver instead of Kimura's mother. Why not! Kimura's mother is in poor health and can't come. We can only replace her!"

"Replace?" Yunxi frowned and felt something wrong. "Where does Qian Mu village live?"

The man looked disdainfully at the thin Yunxi in front of him and Shen Jinghong, who looked like a white faced scholar. He stretched his hoe forward and scolded: "anyway, there is no proof of Kimura's death. If the Yamen doesn't make it clear, we will make trouble. Everyone knows it!"

Looking at the hoe in front of him, Yunxi was cold. His left hand knocked down the hoe and his right hand directly grabbed the man's neck: "take us to see his mother in Kimura!"

The villagers were shocked and in an uproar.

Shen Jinghong didn't think Yunxi would deal with the problem like this. He was very decisive, but he had the style of a big general. He couldn't help but want to praise her.

"The most dilapidated house in the southeast corner..." the woman trembling with fear whispered.

"You'd better not lie to me." Yunxi loosened the man's neck, glanced over the woman and turned away.

However, when she turned around, the man who was pinched red neck did have a fierce look in his eyes. He secretly said to the second mother of Qianmu village, "what if he is found?"

However, the woman looked at Yunxi and Shen Jinghong, who had left, with venomous eyes: "it's better not to do one thing and not do two things."

The man did pick up the corners of his mouth, clenched the hoe again, and directly followed Yunxi and Shen Jinghong.

After arriving at the smelly thatched cottage, Yunxi regretted it. She covered her nose tightly and walked ahead. She found a mother-in-law with a large grade lying motionless on the bed. There was a bowl of ginger soup beside the bed. At this time, it was still steaming. She stretched out her fingers and sniffed it.

Yunxi was slightly angry and directly threw the ginger soup to the ground: "they killed her."

There was a large amount of arsenic in the ginger soup. The villagers were determined to blackmail the imperial court and divide the silver equally, so they joined hands to kill Qian Mucun's mother in advance? Then replace it with the identity of the second Niang of Kimura!

Reaching out and touching the mother-in-law's breath, it was empty.

The door of the thatched cottage was suddenly closed, and the sound of firewood stacking came from the door.

"It was a pity that these firewood were prepared for Kimura's mother." just now the man's voice sounded outside the door, and then carefully asked the others: "should the gold not be burned on them?"

"Haven't you seen pork? Haven't you seen pigs run? Real gold is not afraid of fire. Naturally, it won't burn out. When they die, if the government asks, it will say that Kimura's mother hates the people of the government and dies with them!"

Then we heard the villagers laughing and the sound of ignition.

Shen Jinghong nodded and looked at the moon through the small window, but he said sadly, "unfortunately, what's blowing today is the north wind."

Through the crack of the wooden door, there were bursts of white smoke in the house, but the amount of white smoke was very small. Although the temperature in the house was rising, Yunxi did not find the trend of the fire getting bigger.

"Put out the fire, put out the fire!"

The villagers' voices of surprise and struggle gradually grew louder, and the wind outside the window blew even better. Yunxi tiptoed to look out of the window, but found that the wind rushed directly to the side house with the fire, and then the row of grass houses, wooden houses and pigsty were all washed away by the fire.

At this time, Yunxi suddenly understood what Shen Jinghong had just said. The direction of the wind changed, and the fire would blow in the direction where the villagers lived. She smiled: "were you worried about the villagers just now?"

Shen Jinghong rubbed the top of Yunxi's head directly: "do you just react now?"

With that, Shen Jinghong kicked open the wooden door, and the burning firewood fell into the hut. He jumped out with Yunxi in his arms.

Yunxi was shocked by the scene in front of him. This small village had become a sea of fire in such a short time. All the villagers squatted in the open space and cried, as if they had found them out. They rushed to Yunxi and Shen Jinghong like watching their enemies.

"It was they who made us lose our home!"

I don't know who started the head. Countless teenagers directly held the harpoon in their hands and rushed towards Yunxi. Before Shen Jinghong took his hand, he was stopped behind by Yunxi. All the people who rushed forward were kicked to the ground by Yunxi.

Yunxi bent down, patted a young man on the face and said with a smile, "I hate others to frame others in my life. Anyone who has done this will die."