The carriage was streaking and slowly drove on the spacious official road.

The little girl sat in the car and asked Erxi to lift the curtain, then leaned in the car, looking calmly at the fields on the roadside and the farmers.

"They are all diligent!"

The little girl's voice was filled with joy.

Erxi said: "Sir, since the status of women has improved, most men have not dared to be lazy."

Qingtian wanted to make the little girl happy, so he made a fuss and said, "Sir, if it weren't for the lazy father at home, the young man wouldn't have castrated himself and wanted to go to the capital."

The little girl's face gradually pales. She said, "You also have a salary. You can do your best in the future and adopt children. You must be good..."

Her voice was weak, and even seemed a little erratic to the sound of horse hooves.

Qingtian said gratefully: "Sir, these are all given to us by you."

Gratitude is a person's most basic quality. People who don't know how to be grateful will never have friends in their life.

Qingtian and Erxi were truly grateful to Xiaoniang, so they were willing to take the risk of escorting Xiaoniang north.

"I gave it... no, it was given by Daming, it was given by Boye."

The little girl looked up and thought about it, then reached out to touch her hair, and said embarrassedly: "It seems that she has white hair."

Erxi leaned over on the horse's back and said, "Sir, there is no, it's still black."

Qingtian also took a look, but saw the white in the black middle.

The little girl gasped for a moment and looked at the fields nostalgic.

"I used to farm, but although I was tired, I felt at ease."

Her voice gradually became a little more energetic, which made Erxi and Qingtian very happy.

"Everyone else will lie, but the land will not lie to you. If there is no natural disaster, then the more you work, the land will give you more food. It is the fairest."

The rice ears in the field lowered their heads heavily, and a breeze blew, bringing the fragrance of rice.

The little girl said happily: "It's another bumper harvest! The north said it was going to prepare for a big war, so this year we would collect grain, so these farmers can have more money."

The breeze cannot blow the rice ears, but it blows the rice leaves. The gentle sound is like the sound of nature in my mother's ears at this moment.

Her face became more and more rosy and her spirits were getting better and better.

"Help me down and take a look."

Erxi and Qingtian helped her off the carriage and walked into the field together.

The little girl asked the farmers in the fields that from the few people at home to whether they could afford meat, they were all concerned about.

Finally, she stood on the side of the road with satisfaction, looked back at the north and said, "I promised my uncle to work for the Ming Dynasty for fifty years..."

Her face gradually turned pale and her body began to shake.

Erxi and Qingtian quickly helped her firmly, and an ominous premonition surged in their hearts.

The little girl started to breathe, Erxi was frightened and said, "Sir, go back to the carriage."

The little girl shook her head and looked at the north in a daze.

"At that time... Master, I killed my husband and thought I would definitely die. But after seeing Master, I knew..."

A last blush appeared on her face and she had shyness in her eyes.

"I want to go to the capital to meet my uncle and tell him..."

The little girl's hands suddenly grabbed the arms of the two people beside her, but her voice became weaker and weaker.

Erxi and Qingtian listened with tears in their eyes.

The little girl said in a subtle voice: "Tell me, my little girl has let him down, less than 50 years..."

The horse was neighing, and a crying sound came from the side of the official road, and the pedestrians stopped one after another.

When I saw the woman with her eyes closed...

The carriage returns again.

There are only many silent people following behind.

Most of them are women.

The soldiers guarding the city were shocked when they saw the carriage returning and asked, "Why is the little girl back?"

Standing on both sides of the carriage are Erxi and Qingtian.

When they looked up, they were already in tears.

The soldiers subconsciously stood up straight, and the people blocked the city gate began to move aside.

Everyone realized something.

Everyone's face was solemn.

The curtains hang down and swing slightly.

As the curtains swinged, a child saw the little girl lying inside and shouted, "She is sleeping!"

Her mother shook her head, then covered her mouth, and she kept falling tears.

"grown ups!"

A woman knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

The carriage drove into the city gate, and watched the familiar carriage come back again, and the two men with tears in their faces, everyone understood.

"grown ups……"

The women knelt on the ground one after another, just like the rice ears with their heads down in the rice fields outside the city.

The men were stunned.

That woman died?

It was she who turned us from the head of the family to a man who had to work to be equal to women.

We should hate her...

Countless complex gazes were watching the slowly moving carriage.

"grown ups……"

When a man kneels on the ground, countless people are watching him.

A cavalry galloped until outside the government office of the magistrate.

Rapids are prohibited in the city. Once they happen, there must be something big or urgent.

The gatekeeper of the Governor's Office recognized the person, but the gatekeeper was the gatekeeper, and asked, "Is there any enemy situation?"

After Fang Xing's second southern expedition, Jiaozhi gradually entered a period of calm. Occasionally, there would be fish that would leak the net and cause waves, but they could only cause a circle of ripples.

In recent years, I have never heard of anyone’s rebellion. Everyone thinks that Jiaozhi is completely peaceful.

"Sir, please report! The city has been blocked!"

The sergeant guarding the gate was stunned when he heard this, and then ran in first.

The two ran in one after another, and the officials they met along the way were a little surprised.

What happened to me?

"Who blocked?"

Wang Delong was in a bad mood, so his eyes were cold and harsh.

The sergeant who came to report the message gasped: "Sir, my little mom, she... she's gone."

"who?"

"My little girl!"

Wang Delong slowly stood up, lowered his head slightly, sighed and said, "It's only been... less than half a day!"

The Chief Secretary was alarmed, and the officials gathered.

"My mother is there?"

The officials looked at each other, not sure what they were feeling.

The years of male superiority and female inferiority made them extremely disgusted with their mother, but when she went there, they found that the resentment was slowly dissipating.

"Sir, the city is blocked."

People from outside confirmed this fact.

"grown ups……"

What attitude should we face this?

Do you ignore it?

Let the people pay tribute to the strange woman.
To be continued...