Chapter 546

The relatives and relatives were still talking about it one after another, and their emotions gradually rose. Gu shirou suddenly said "good" and his body stiffened. Then when he heard that she was going to give a statement today, he couldn't help leaning forward.

Even the most peripheral Zhao Xingwen stretched his neck and wondered what his mother could say.

Gu shirou asked the people who came up: "why did you say that the little Marquis wanted to burn the body?"

The crowd was quiet at first, and then a burst of discontent broke out: "where do we know?"

Gu shirou picked a loud and strong man and patted him on the shoulder: "you said that the young Marquis was noble and worthy of such a disgrace?"

The man was photographed by her and squatted down. He bared his teeth and replied, "maybe he has a bad brain."

Gu shirou then turned to pinch: "the brain is not good, can you do such a thing?"

The man squatted down in pain, but Gu shirou's words made his relatives think about it. Yes, he's not in a good mind, so he can't do it.

"Descendants of the Zhao family, who ever had a person with bad conduct? Behind this matter, there is a secret you don't know!" Gu shirou said righteousness.

The bluffing onlookers were stunned and said, "ah?" "What's the secret?" asked one after another

Gu shirou looked puzzled: "I can't say this, but you can write a letter and ask those comrades in arms who are still in Hanyang. They all know about it. Otherwise, there will be no movement over there for such a big thing?"

Just as the relatives looked at each other, a sudden burst out in the distance: "Zhang Bang, the little marquis is exiled to Feishan mountain by Lord Yu. Now he is about to leave the city from Dali temple..."

The crowd dispersed with a "crash" and galloped in the direction of Dali temple.

Naturally, the news is the wind that Xiao Yanjun just ordered Nie Hongyang to release outside the Qingxin hall.

Although he can't personally send off the journey at the beginning of summer, he has to let the people give a warm farewell

After hearing the news, Zhao Xingwen's brain "hummed" and watched the crowd rush away. Only then did he react. As soon as he was about to rush to Dali temple, Gu shirou stopped his steps.

"Little rabbit, come here!"

Zhao Xingwen looked awkwardly back and saw Gu shirou's maid Lingye, with her cough, covering her with a cloak.

Zhao Xingwen was worried. He always thought his mother was an iron man. When he heard her cough, his nose was sour. He hurried over and helped her to walk to the house: "it's such a heavy snow today. You put the door on your own and get cold. Take care of your body."

Gu shirou glanced at him: "I can't come out. They're blocking the door. Are you expecting you to come back?"

"Well." Zhao Xingwen looked ashamed and ordered Lingye to cook ginger soup for Gu shirou, then stumbled and said, "Mom, I have to go out again..."

Gu shirou knew where he wanted to go and grabbed his wrist: "help your mother in. You are not allowed to go anywhere today."

Zhao Xingwen didn't expect that she wouldn't agree, but she refused so firmly.

He stood still and refused to take a step: "Mom, cousin, he..."

"Drag in." Without waiting for him to finish, Gu shirou gave an order to the small and medium-sized boys in the house.

Immediately, two strong men, one on the left and one on the right, set Zhao Xingwen up and dragged him into the room.

Zhao Xingwen struggled in every way, but he could only wave his arms in the air and begged Gu shirou: "Mom, mom... Mom, let me give him a ride!"

"Plug your mouth." Gu shirou gave another order.

Zhao's residence was quiet again. In less than a moment, only a long drag mark was left in the courtyard

Gu shirou reached out to catch a snowflake and watched it turn into snow in the palm of his hand. He sighed: "this heavy snow seems to be falling for a long time..."

At this time, it was already dark, but the lights in Chang'an Street were dim.

The gate of Dali temple was already overcrowded. Two lines of officials opened the way, and the Yamen servant slowly moved forward with a prison car.

For the last dignity in early summer, Kong Changhui didn't want him to leave Beijing in such a mess. He covered the prison car with a layer of black cloth, only with a gap the size of his head.

Aiming at the gap, the people smashed leftovers, vegetable leaves and eggs into it one after another. Their mouths were even more abusive and obscene.

After a while, there was a tendency of being smashed all over the prison car. It penetrated from under the prison car. With the sound of sobs from the prison car, the black cloth was faintly visible. There was a man in prison clothes, buried in rotten leaves

On the second floor of Wen Tiange, Xu Wenlan and Shi Zhongfei stood beside Bing Wen from left to right.

"Bingwen, I can't stand it if you don't do it!" Xu Wenlan said angrily and turned to go out to call dark Wei.

Bingwen grabbed him: "are you going to rob the prison? Did you rob it? Can your father bear the curse?"

Xu Wenlan's body stiffened, turned to look at him, and his voice trembled: "I can't do nothing?"

Shi Zhongfei also echoed with a sob: "yes, Bingwen, we must do something..."

Bingwen bowed his head, drooped his eyelids, endured his complexion and trembled. He also wanted to do something

But not in early summer!

In the letter Bian Ding brought over that day, in addition to giving his Marquis token, he also specifically explained Bingwen that if he was humiliated, he should not take action. No matter what happened, he should not act rashly without Xiao mubai's order.

"Where is he? Where is he?" Xu Wenlan looked at Bingwen and was silent. He shook his shoulder desperately and asked, "I know him, but I won't let early summer suffer such humiliation."

Bingwen clenched his fists with both hands. When Xu Wenlan shook his body crazily, he suddenly laughed miserably.

Yes, he also wants to ask, where is he?

The prison car under them gradually drove out of their sight, the cry of the people gradually disappeared, the downstairs of Tiange slowly recovered, and the market began to sell new year goods again.

But there are few pedestrians.

Most of the people in Chang'an chased after the prison car. The sound of abuse was deafening and enlightening. They walked through the streets to tell the world about the unreasonable evil deeds in early summer

The officials of Dali Temple opened the way all the way until they went out of the city gate and walked in the suburbs of Beijing for another half an hour. Only then did the people gradually subside and slowly disperse back.

Kong Changhui hung at the back all the way until he walked for another half an hour. The snow in front was heavy. There was no one else on the official road except them.

Guan Xi came up and reported: "my Lord, the people have gone back. You and the little Marquis should go back. Let your subordinates deliver the rest of the way..."