After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Chapter 221 Burning the demon girl to death for the people

This can be said to have reached Huang's heart.

When she was shaking her round fan and flipping through the account books, Nan Yan said respectfully again: "Mother-in-law, Yan'er knows that you have always hated Nan Baoyi, so she specially arranged a big show for her, and it must be staged soon."

"Big drama?"

"Yes, big drama."

"Then I'll have to wait and see."

Huang smiled lightly, turned another page of the account book, and said casually: "Speaking of which, another aunt is going to give birth in the master's backyard. I don't know if it will be a boy or a girl."

Nan Yan's expression was slightly stern.

Ever since she came to Cheng's house, Huang always used her hand to deal with the woman in the backyard and help her to be a favorite.

Seven or eight people, including adults and children, died at her hands.

She lowered her eyes and said respectfully: "The Cheng family has only one mistress, and that is the mother-in-law. The Cheng family also has only one son, and that is brother Cheng. That baby is not blessed to come into this world, don't worry."

Huang is very satisfied with her knowledge.

So she put down the account book and helped her up with her own hands, "You child, what are you doing all the time kneeling on the ground, why don't you get up quickly? If you kneel down and break your knee, Erlang and I will feel sorry for you."

"Thank you mother-in-law for your compassion."

Nan Yan carefully sat down on the armchair, gently rubbing her knees.

The aunt who is about to give birth...

A nursery rhyme for Nan Baoyi...

She is short of a child, to play the baby in nursery rhymes.

At this time, Xia Minghui must have ordered people to sing that nursery rhyme in Shu County.

She couldn't help but curl her lips.

This time, she definitely wanted Nan Baoyi to die beautifully.

...

Jinguan City is the most prosperous city in Shu County.

The refugees came to Jinguan City at the same time.

There was a camp of tents for ten miles outside the city, and the refugees dragged their families and lined up to enter the city, begging the prefect Cheng to open a warehouse to release food, relieve the people, and dig ditches to irrigate their homes.

Cheng Taishou, however, posted notices all over the city, saying that the food warehouses had already been opened and sold out.

The old lady of the Nan family was compassionate for half her life, and couldn't bear to see those children starving, so she released the food reserves of the Nan mansion, and gave porridge and charity in front of the mansion every day.

Because there are too many refugees coming in, each person can only receive one bowl of porridge, one bowl of water, and two steamed buns per day, but at least it can last for a day.

It was dusk when Xiao Yi came back from inspecting the barracks.

There was a stall in front of the gate of Nanfu, and the little girl from his family was wearing a bright yellow skirt and a small floral headscarf, helping to serve porridge with a sweet smile.

The sunset light dances on her delicate hair tips and eyebrows, she looks like a little fairy who can shine.

He was riding on a steed, watching from a distance, his thin lips curved unconsciously.

On the pavilion not far away, Nan Yan led the Huang family and was also watching.

The Huang family was displeased: "Nan Yan, is this the big show you are talking about? Recently, the reputation of the Nan family is going to the sky. Everyone praises it, and some even say that his family is more reliable than the government. It is really annoying! This Shi Porridge Bushan, what is there to see?!"

"Mother-in-law, just wait a little longer, the show is about to begin."

Nan Yan smiled like a flower.

Among the refugees queuing up, several middle-aged men looked at each other from a distance and nodded secretly.

One of them knocked on the copper bowl in his hand, shaking his head and singing:

"Xie Chongnv, who lives in Jincheng, wears precious clothes; Xie Chongnv, drinks blood, eats babies; Xie Chongnv, disasters from heaven, red thousands of miles..."

As he hummed, the others said to each other: "I've heard this nursery rhyme in my hometown!"

"I've heard it too, and it always feels like it's implying something."

"Speaking of which, the fifth girl from the Nan family has the word 'Bao Yi' in her name."

"Is she the witch in the nursery rhyme? Did she cause the drought?"

There are also old and young women and children who refuse to believe it.

"Miss Nanwu is kind-hearted. We don't have any males in our family. It's only because of her quietly donating water and rice porridge that we can live until now."

"Our family is also..."

With a sound of "bang", someone suddenly smashed the porcelain bowl viciously.

"There is a witch in the Nan family, and she has the nerve to give porridge and charity here in a hypocritical way! Maybe only by burning her to death can the rain come down! I demand that the witch be burned to death to eliminate harm for the people!"

The few men in the team raised their arms and shouted:

"Burn the demon girl to death, and eliminate harm for the people!"

What they said was real.

The originally skeptical voice was completely suppressed.

Some refugees, who were already violent, were quickly incited.

That nursery rhyme was widely sung outside Jinguan City, and they had all heard it more or less, and felt that Nan Baoyi matched the Xie Chongnv in the nursery rhyme quite well.

The delicate and beautiful face has become the symbol of the witch.

The act of giving porridge and charity seems to deliberately win people's hearts.

Since the drought, the grievances and grief they have suffered in the past few days urgently need an outlet, and they don't even care about the truth at all.

They were so angry that they smashed their rice bowls and raised their arms and shouted:

"Burn the demon girl to death, and eliminate harm for the people!"

The voice lasts for a long time, continuous into pieces, shocking!

Nan Baoyi was still holding steamed buns in his hand.

She stared at this sudden change in a daze, as if feeling something in her heart, she subconsciously raised her head to look at the distant pavilion.

Behind the flower window, Nan Yan smiled and nodded to her, toasting from a distance.

Nan Baoyi understood.

In Du'anyan, Nan Yan and Xia Minghui failed to kill her, so she guessed that the two of them would have other tricks.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a vicious back move.

The refugees turned into mobs and rushed over desperately.

The good porridge stalls were crushed, and there were atrocities of beating, smashing and looting everywhere!

The butler led the servants to protect Nan Baoyi in time, so that she was not beaten by the mob!

Nan Baoyi walked into the mansion with her skirt in her hand, but the mob surrounded them, clamoring to burn her to death.

The servants held sticks and faced each other nervously.

"Xie Chongnv! She is the Xie Chongnv from the nursery rhyme!"

"Burn her, burn her!"

"It turns out that the Nan family's giving porridge and charity these days is just a hypocrisy!"

"It's disgusting!"

"Burn her to death, burn her to death and it will rain!"

Those voices were extremely harsh.

Nan Baoyi's eyes gradually turned red.

She clutched her skirt tightly with her hands, no matter what, she never imagined that one day, she would be slandered as a wicked woman after being reborn and doing good deeds!

Are they so easy to be provoked?

Just when she was feeling uncomfortable, countless rotten vegetable leaves were thrown at her!

There were even a few stones cruelly mixed in!

She couldn't dodge in time, and quickly squatted on the ground with her head in her arms.

The leaves of rotten vegetables fell all over her body.

The stone hit the head, it hurts!

"Second brother..."

She murmured almost subconsciously.

The sound of horseshoes!

At the end of the street, Xiao Yi rode over with a blank expression!

The horse jumped high, scaring the mob back.

The Jiu Chi Mo Knife cut off the heads of the leading middle-aged men!