The Eldest Daughter Is Beautiful and Saucy
Chapter 86: poor guy
Chapter 86 Poor Man
“Protect the Fourth Madam!” Dong shouted with her eyes wide open.
The guards around Xiao Rongyan moved extremely quickly and grabbed the fourth wife, Wang, when her head was just an inch away from the coffin.
Bai Qingyan felt all the hairs on his body stand up, and his heart felt as if a spoonful of hot oil was poured on it. It was not until he saw Fourth Aunt being protected by Xiao Rongyan’s guards that he slowly loosened his hands that were tightly clenched in his sleeves.
Mrs. Dong rushed over and hugged the fourth lady, choking with sobs, “Fourth brother’s wife! You must not do anything stupid!”
“That damn Prince Xin! What a heartless bastard! Why did he treat the Bai family like this! Why did he treat my son like this! Oh God… You are blind! Why didn’t you let that bastard Prince Xin die on the battlefield! Why didn’t you let him die!”
The weak Fourth Lady, whose husband and son were both dead, had nothing to fear. She didn’t care if he was a royal noble or the emperor’s legitimate son. She had already made up her mind to die. Could it be that she couldn’t just curse him once? !
“Mother!”
“Mother!”
The fifth and sixth girls rushed over, knelt down, hugged the fourth lady’s legs, and cried.
“Mother, I already have no grandfather and father! I cannot live without a mother anymore!” The sixth girl, Bai Jinhua, choked with sobs.
The fifth girl, Bai Jinzhao, cried, “Although my sister and I are not our mother’s biological children, we were raised by her. She is our biological mother… If you follow your father and brother, what will my sister and I do?!”
Fourth Madam Wang looked down at the pair of twin concubines’ daughters who were hugging her legs. Her heart softened and she collapsed, hugging the two concubines and crying bitterly.
That day, Prince Xin carried the coffin back to the city. The coffins used for the Duke and the young master of the Bai family were as thin as paper. The seventeenth son of the Bai family was not as tall as a horse when he went to the war, and he died in battle for his country… The black-hearted Prince Xin did not even allow anyone to sew up the young master’s head, and brought him back with the intention of humiliating him. He was simply unscrupulous!
A ten-year-old child fought for his country, but died miserably, with no food to eat…his stomach was full of dirt and tree roots!
Since the Bai family came to guard the Great Jin State, the enemy dared not invade, and the country had enough food and clothing. Whose children had ever been hungry? Even the beggars on the street… I’m afraid they had never eaten soil or tree roots.
King Thaksin, a prince and a tall man, could be so cruel and cowardly! He even put all the blame on the loyal martyrs who died for the country!
This person is not only shameless and cruel, but also cowardly and selfish, and he is also a shameless and unscrupulous person.
Bai Qingyan clenched her teeth. She had experienced pain, tears, and madness. When she listened to the march record again, she thought her heart had been numb from the pain, but her chest still felt as if someone had suddenly poured a bowl of hot oil in it, and hatred burned fiercely.
With tears in her eyes, she took the bamboo slips from her mother, second aunt, Bai Jintong and Bai Jinzhi, held them in her arms, and knelt down solemnly in front of the Bai family’s mourning hall.
When he looked up again, his eyes were blazing like raging fire, and the fierce murderous aura around him was like a demon returning from a sea of blood and corpses: “My grandfather, father, uncle and brother were persecuted and tortured to death by treacherous and shameless people. Today, I, Bai Qingyan, swear in front of the souls of Bai Jiazhong that I will fight for justice for the souls of the Bai family. I will not let Liu Huanzhang and Prince Xin pay for their lives until I see the mirror of justice!”
After saying that, Bai Qingyan stood up swiftly, straightened his back and walked out of the main gate of the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion.
Xiao Rongyan looked at Bai Qingyan’s tough back with a deep and dark gaze, and narrowed his eyes… The eldest daughter of the Bai family is still the brave woman who rides a fierce horse to kill the enemy. If Prince Xin wants to pay with his life, there is probably no one else in the capital except the eldest daughter of the Bai family.
“Miss Bai, where are you taking the march records?” The King of Qi was quite anxious.
Standing under the plaque of the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion, Bai Qingyan, her mourning clothes fluttering, turned around and said through gritted teeth, “Go to the palace gate and beat the drum! Go and appeal for justice for the Bai family! Seek justice for my grandfather, father, uncle, and brothers who died unjustly!”
The King of Qi opened his eyes wide and realized that Miss Bai… was going to force his father!
“Sister! I’ll go with you!” Bai Jintong, tears streaming down her face, clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, stepped out of the threshold with a determined expression.
Bai Jinxiu, with bloodshot eyes, gritted her teeth and stood up: “I’ll go too!”
“I’m going too!”
As soon as Bai Jinzhi finished speaking, she heard the Grand Princess’s loud voice coming from behind…
“Abao, stop!”
Upon hearing this, she hugged the bamboo slips tightly in her arms. Her fingers instantly became cold and her body became stiff.
People can become indestructible because of blood ties, but they can also become extremely weak because of blood ties. Even the ironest heart and bones can be broken by the impact.
But now, in front of the more than twenty coffins of the Bai family, she would not retreat for her grandmother.
Even if the grandmother wanted to stop her, it was too late!
In broad daylight, in front of the eyes of all the people in this great capital, could her grandmother… the eldest princess of the Lin family, still lock her up in the backyard? !
She was disappointed, but she was still disappointed. Her heartache could not be stopped. Her grandmother, the Grand Princess, heard what was written on the bamboo slips, and knew how her husband, son, and grandson died tragically, and how her grandson Xiao Shiqi was beheaded and dissected, but she still wanted to protect the Lin family’s imperial power…
She turned her head and looked at the eldest princess with eyes that seemed to be stained with blood and as deep as the abyss. Her voice became very soft: “Grandmother, you want to stop me?!”
Seeing the disappointment and vigilance in the eyes of her eldest granddaughter, whom she had personally raised, and her third granddaughter’s body tense and ready to burst into anger, the eldest princess was unable to utter the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
But she is the eldest princess after all. Although she is in her twilight years, her dignified and majestic demeanor becomes more and more powerful as she grows older. Even though her face is haggard, her hair is combed meticulously and her back is still very straight.
The eldest princess’ eyes were red from crying. She tightly grasped the tiger-head cane and finally walked towards Bai Qingyan with the help of Nanny Jiang. She looked at Bai Qingyan and her usually gentle voice was tinged with hoarseness: “How can you, a girl from the boudoir, be the first to fight for the Bai family’s great revenge! I am the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo in this Duke of Zhenguo Mansion! I am not dead yet! My own husband! My own son and grandson! Even if I sacrifice my flesh and blood, I will seek justice for them!”
It was beyond Bai Qingyan’s expectations, yet completely reasonable.
Her eyes became redder and her heart softened. Compared to those who lost their father and brothers, the real pitiful person… was actually her grandmother, the Grand Princess. Her husband, son, and grandson were all buried in southern Xinjiang overnight, and the evildoer was her own clan.
It is said that there are three pains in life since ancient times: losing one’s father in youth, losing one’s husband in middle age, and losing one’s son in old age.
But they are all poor people.
She took two steps forward to support the eldest princess, choking with sobs: “Grandma… let’s go with you!”
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