When it was bright, Mrs. Ning also walked out of the Buddhist hall.

The weather in June is extremely hot and humid as soon as the sun comes out.

There is ice in the hall and rooms, adding a bit of coolness.

Madam Ning fanned herself vigorously a few times and then sat down, and the maids hurriedly brought her tea.

"Sister-in-law." A voice came from outside the door.

Madam Ning quickly put down her fan and picked up the tea with a calm expression.

Along with the sound, before the maids lifted the curtain, Madam Ning San and Madam Ning Si came in.

I don’t know if it was because they were walking too fast or because they were anxious, but both of them were sweating profusely.

"I've asked clearly." Mrs. Ning San said.

"Sister-in-law, you can't even imagine it." Mrs. Ning Si said.

Madam Ning looked at them and smiled.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You look sweaty." She said softly, "Sit down and have some tea."

The maid hurriedly brought the tea, Mrs. Ning San took it, and Mrs. Ning Si put it directly on the table.

"Sister-in-law, it turns out that he is not a spy of the Jin people." She said hurriedly, "Guess what? He has a grudge against the Fang family."

What they were talking about was, of course, the arrest of County Magistrate Li from the city's county government.

Although they were in Beiliu Town, the Ning family naturally knew about the big thing that happened in the county town immediately. Although there were many different reports and the county town was under strict martial law, the Ning family still quickly learned the truth of the matter.

"Li County Magistrate has committed suicide out of fear of punishment." Madam Ning San said, "Now Magistrate Ma and his men are still here, and they will behead Song Yunping in the street tomorrow."

"And read out the charges." Madam Ning Si added after taking a sip of water.

Madam Ning chanted the Buddha's name.

"I was wondering, this Fang family is really powerful, they mobilized the troops and the Taiyuan prefect, and almost surrounded Yangcheng. It turns out that there is such a deep blood feud." She sighed.

"Yes. I never realized that the Fang family is really capable." Mrs. Ning San said, "I wonder how much money they spent."

"This is not something that can be achieved with money alone," said Mrs. Ning Si.

Mrs. Ning twisted her Buddhist beads and sighed repeatedly.

"I never expected it, I never expected such a huge hatred," she said.

"That's right. It is said that County Magistrate Li has been planning this for more than 20 years." Mrs. Ning San said.

"More than 20 years ago?" Madam Ning smiled. "The Fang family was still a farmer in Dongping, Shandong, right? County Magistrate Li was already an official at that time. The Fang family owed him three bushels of rice. Or four liters of beans? Was it worth his planning?"

Madam Ning San and Madam Ning Si looked at each other and smiled.

"If you ask me, there must be something fishy going on in the Fang family," they said. "A fly won't bite an egg that has no cracks."

Madam Ning smiled but said nothing.

"It's a pity that I didn't marry into such a family." Mrs. Ning San curled her lips and said, "It's too terrible."

"Third sister-in-law." Madam Ning Si looked uneasy again, "But if we don't marry them, doesn't that mean we are enemies with them? That's too scary."

Madam Ning smiled and put down the Buddhist beads.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." She laughed, "You're treating the government like a joke. Magistrate Ma and his men are willing to do this, so there must be a reason for doing so, and that reason may not necessarily be the Fang family."

Madam Ning San and Madam Ning Si also laughed.

"Sister-in-law, there will be a beheading and reading of charges in the county tomorrow. Do you want to go and watch?" Mrs. Ning San said.

"How old are you? You still want to watch people being beheaded." Madam Ning scolded, "Don't mess around."

Madam Ning San and Madam Ning Si laughed again.

Of course, they didn't have to go and see it in person. If they wanted to know anything, there would always be someone in the county who would send them detailed information.

"Don't worry about their family affairs." Mrs. Ning said. "They have nothing to do with our family, not now and not in the future, this family."

Madam Ning waved her fan.

"Bad luck," she said.

…

During the day, the Fang family's celebration broke out again, and this time it was Liu'er who was overjoyed.

"Miss, Miss." This was the only word she said as she ran around.

Miss Jun had to hold her back.

"Don't run around. Let them do what they need to do. Why are you running after them?" she said. "I'm dizzy from running."

"I'm just worried that they won't do a good job." Liu Er said with a smile, shaking Miss Jun's sleeves, watching Miss Jun suddenly burst into tears again, "Miss, you've lost weight, you must not be eating well outside."

It’s more than just the food outside that’s not good.

Miss Jun smiled and stroked her head.

For the first time, the other people in the room also felt sad because of the girl's crying.

"Zhenzhen..." said Old Mrs. Fang, but was interrupted by Fang Chengyu as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Grandma," he said, and walked a few steps to Mrs. Fang's side, holding her arm. "Grandma, Zhenzhen is not called Zhenzhen now."

Old Mrs. Fang said "Oh".

"Call Jia Jia?" she said.

The people in the room were startled, and then they all burst into laughter.

Miss Jun also smiled. Liu'er originally thought that it was disrespectful for Mrs. Fang to tease her young lady and was unhappy, but when she saw the young lady smiling, she naturally smiled too.

"Oh my." Yuanshi laughed the most exaggeratedly, tears came out of her eyes, "The old lady can still tell jokes."

The old lady used to be too lazy to even laugh, let alone make others laugh.

Old Mrs. Fang glanced at her.

"You think you're the only one who can do it," she said.

Yuanshi laughed again.

"Okay, grandma, Zhenzhen now has a new name, which was given to her by her grandfather." Fang Chengyu said, "It's Jiuling."

Nine years old?

Where have you heard this name?

"Ah. Our Jiulingtang." Liu'er was the first to shout, "It's our Jiulingtang."

Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.

"You remember it too?" she asked.

Liuer nodded.

"Of course." She said, and then laughed, "Although I don't remember it normally, but if I really want to remember it, I will remember it. This is the clinic passed down from the ancestors of the Jun family."

Everyone present understood, and Old Madam Fang and First Madam Fang also remembered that the Jun family had a clinic.

"I returned to Runan and wanted to rebuild my family business, so I named the clinic as an encouragement and reminder," said Miss Jun.

"Zhen...Jiuling, your medical skills must be good." Yuan immediately complimented.

Miss Jun smiled but said nothing, so Fang Chengyu took over and spoke.

"Of course, Jiuling is amazing. You don't know how many things happened in Runan." He said with bright eyes, and smiled again, looking at the people in the room who were listening attentively and curiously, "But Jiuling must be very tired after the journey. Let's talk about it after she has rested."

There were laughter and coughs from the people in the room.

"The young master wouldn't do that." There was even a maid who had the audacity to join in the fun.

Hearing this laughter, Mrs. Fang couldn't help wiping her tears again. It had been a long time since there was such a relaxed and happy atmosphere in the home. Everyone was happy and free from the bottom of their hearts, unlike before when they always had to pretend.

"Okay, we can talk later. Let's all go and rest." She took a deep breath and said, "After you have rested up, we will go to watch the execution tomorrow."

Tomorrow the prefect of Taiyuan will personally preside over the beheading of Song Yunping and announce Li Changhong's crimes.

Everyone in the room looked serious.

"Yes." They said in unison.

"Tomorrow we will go to pay tribute to the old lady and the old man." Mrs. Fang said.

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison again.

The crowd dispersed, but the noise seemed to still be heard from time to time in the Fang family's house.

"I remember now."

Fang Yuxiu, who was walking on the road, suddenly stopped and said.

"What did you think of?" Fang Yunxiu asked hurriedly.

"Jiuling." Fang Yuxiu said, "The daughter of the late crown prince, Lu Yunqi's late wife is Princess Jiuling."

Fang Yunxiu also suddenly remembered.

"I was wondering why it sounds familiar." She said, and then sighed silently for a moment, "Speaking of Zhenzhen and this Jiuling Princess, they are quite similar. Both of them lost their parents. The Jiuling Princess got married but died young, while Zhenzhen's marriage proposal was rejected."

Fang Yuxiu smiled.

"However, although she doesn't have the status of a princess, I think Zhenzhen is living a better life than Princess Jiuling," she said, "at least she is still alive."

Yes, as long as we are alive, there is always hope and good days will come.

Fang Yunxiu nodded, but her expression froze again, and she couldn't help but look in one direction and sighed softly.

It's just that some people live without any hope.

What should Jinxiu do?

At the same time, Old Mrs. Fang, who was lying on the kang with the help of Mrs. Fang, also sat up.

"I thought of something," she said.

"What did you think of?" Mrs. Fang asked nervously.

"Zhenzhen's residence is still with Chengyu." Old Madam Fang said, looking at Madam Fang, "Is this appropriate?"

Mrs. Fang was also stunned for a moment, and thought of a fact that she had almost forgotten.

Jun Zhenzhen and Fang Chengyu had a fake marriage in order to confuse the enemy and cure the disease. Now that the enemy has been caught and the disease has been cured, should they continue to pretend to be a couple?

"Chengyu went to the city gate to pick up Zhenzhen in person." Old Mrs. Fang suddenly said quietly.

Welcoming her is a very simple thing, just get up early and wait. But welcoming her is not a very simple thing. You have to know where she is, how far away she is, and when she will arrive, all of these need to be remembered clearly and in detail at all times.