Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 638
At dusk, a prison van was driving slowly in the busiest center of Spring City.

In front of the carriage, a servant wearing a black mask loudly announced Lu Qingxiu's crimes while beating gongs and drums to attract everyone's attention.

Lu Qingxiu, who was locked in the prison car, never dreamed that she would experience this nightmare before her!
Her body was no longer made of silk and satin, but was put on a set of white prison clothes, her hair was in a messy bun, and her face was haggard.

What disgusted her the most was that as the prison car moved forward, what greeted her were rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs thrown by the people in anger!
After a while, all kinds of disgusting smells covered her body.

A room by the window on the second floor of the restaurant.

Tang Huanxi hugged Ke'er and watched this scene with cold eyes.

"Ker, there are not only bad people in this world. You have to believe that those who do evil will definitely have retribution. The law of heaven is clear. Justice will come late, but it will never stop. Do you understand what Auntie means?" Tang Huanxi looked at Ke'er, The voice is extremely gentle.

Ke'er couldn't believe her eyes.

Lu Qingxiu, who had always been superior and never looked down on others, would end up like this today!

Auntie is right, justice will be late, but it will not fail to come!
The dark guard took Lu Qingxiu around the busiest street in Spring City five times, and then took her away.

When Lu Jun heard the news, he was furious!

He shattered the table next to him with one palm, and those deep eyes were full of anger at the moment!

Xiao Baorui!
If you dare to oppose me, I will show you why the flowers in Spring City are so popular!

When Lu Jun sent a group of killers to hunt down Xiao Baorui, the latter had already left Chuncheng and chose to go around.

"Xiao Baorui, what if you're going to Yicheng?" Tang Huanxi spread out the map, saw the route on it, and asked curiously, "If we make a detour from Yicheng, we can still arrive before the Mid-Autumn Festival." Kyoto?"

"Xiao Heng, the prefect of Yicheng, and Lu Jun, the prefect of Chuncheng, are deadly enemies. Lu Qingxiu, the daughter of the prefect of Chuncheng, has committed countless crimes. How can we not give Xiao Heng such a good handle?"

From the moment he caught Lu Qingxiu, Xiao Baorui had already made a plan in his heart.

In addition, he had secretly written a memorial with the Wanmin Letter, which was quickly sent to Kyoto.

"Then are we going to Yicheng?"

"No," Xiao Baorui said decisively, "go to Chaozhou first, and take a boat from Chaozhou to Kyoto. We will definitely arrive in Kyoto before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Why do you want to go to Chaozhou?"

"When the Xiao family was wiped out, the prefect of Jinling at that time is now the governor of Chaozhou. I want to meet him."

Tang Huanxi immediately understood his intentions. Jing Yuan had sent a letter saying that Murong Ze never admitted that the Xiao family was destroyed by his order.

But if there is no imperial decree from the emperor, how could anyone dare to falsely spread the imperial decree and kill more than 100 members of the Xiao family?

In any case, he must investigate the truth of the year.

"Lu Jun is a man who will take revenge, he will definitely not let us go easily; so I have already ordered Hong Tao to drive Lu Qingxiu to Yicheng in a carriage, and we will take a detour to Chaozhou."

"Okay." Tang Huanxi raised her hand in agreement with Xiao Baorui's meticulous arrangement.

At the same time as their husband and wife rushed to Chaozhou, An Xiuhui, with the help of the queen, went out of the palace to the Great Buddha Temple.

In a blink of an eye, it was mid-July.

An Xiuhui knelt in the middle of the main hall of the Great Buddha Temple, kneeling on the ground, chanting scriptures and praying seriously with her eyes closed.

Since the end of June, the drought broke out, and the people are living in dire straits.

There has been no rain for more than half a month, and without rain, grain production will decrease.

Once the grain production is reduced, after the common people pay their taxes, their lives will be even more embarrassing.

Palace, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Murong Ze frowned while reviewing the memorial.

"My lord, the imperial concubine wants to see you."

"No see!" Murong Ze waved his hands blankly while being bored, and continued to immerse himself in reviewing the memorial.

Now the national treasury is suffering serious losses, and the people are suffering from drought.

If he can't think of a good way, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous.

A moment later, after Murong Ze finished reading a memorial, he was furious and burst into anger!

"Holy Majesty, calm down!"

The maids and eunuchs guarding the palace didn't expect Murong Ze to get angry suddenly, and immediately knelt on the ground nervously.

His forehead was dripping with sweat, and he didn't dare to make a sound!
"What a prefect of Chuncheng, what a Lu Qingxiu! I don't know, but there are people who rely on their own status, such fish and meat people, it is a heinous crime, and they deserve death!" Murong Ze was furious after reading the Wanmin book. Not lightly, "Come here, drive the Pearl Palace!"

The Pearl Palace is the palace where Concubine Shu lives. Concubine Shu has always been favored by the Holy One since she entered the palace.

In addition, two years ago, Concubine Shu danced all over the city at a banquet, which made the sage Long Yan very happy.

In the end, she was given a night pearl about the size of a fist, and even the palace where she lived was named the Pearl Palace by the Holy One.

At that time, Concubine Lu Shu was painting with a brush, and in the painting was the tall and straight figure of the Holy Majesty standing in the plum grove.

Murong Ze rushed over angrily, and slapped her hard across the face without saying a word!

Lu Qingshu was taken aback, seeing Murongze's furious look, she immediately knelt down on the ground, and cautiously probed, "Your Majesty, calm down, if there is anything wrong with my concubine, please take care of your own body. You must appease your anger!"

"Calm down? How do I calm down?" Her low-key appearance reduced the anger in Murong Ze's heart, and the latter threw the memorial to her face forcefully, "Concubine Shu, just look at me." , Your good cousin relied on her own background, how many things did she do for the common people?"

Concubine Shu was terrified, and hurriedly picked up the memorial on the ground. When she finished reading the contents of the memorial, she was taken aback, knelt down beside Murong Ze, hugged the hem of his clothes, and cried in a low voice, "My lord, my concubine Since entering the palace, I have rarely contacted my family, and this concubine never thought that my cousin would act so recklessly! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

"Forgive me? Lu Qingshu, I always thought you were gentle and virtuous, but I never expected that such a person would come out of the Lu family. I am so heartbroken!" Murong Ze looked at her with disbelief. It was full of admiration as before, and some of it was full of disgust, "Chuan Zhen insisted, Concubine Shu has misbehaved, she was demoted to concubine, took away the title of Shu, and changed to Lu concubine!"

As Murongze left the Pearl Palace, Lu Qingshu lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment!

She clenched her nails tightly, her eyes were full of anger!

Lu Qingxiu, you idiot!
Lu Qingshu is a smart person, now that Murongze is angry, if she continues to cry, the punishment will only be more severe.

For the current plan, the only way to calm the anger in the heart of the Holy Spirit is to let Lu Qingxiu die!

(End of this chapter)