Chapter 326: I am very disappointed

The public's emotions were surging, and basically no one listened to them speak, "Calm down a bit."

"Everyone calm down, calm down, listen to me."

The children stretched out their hands, wanting to calm everyone down so they could speak properly.

But...

When people are emotionally agitated, how many can really listen to others speak?

For a moment, the scene became chaotic.

A rotten vegetable leaf was thrown from the crowd, directly hitting Ning Hanmo's head, and that foul-smelling rotten vegetable juice flowed down his face.

"Ah! Let me out!" Jia Chuan's eyes turned red, staring wide, looking at his brothers, because he was suffering, more painful than death.

But Ning Hanmo did not get angry, did not become upset, and even his emotions did not change.

"You've vented your emotions; can you now listen to me speak?" That firm voice seemed to carry some kind of magic.

By the time Jiang Yunchu arrived, the person who had already lifted a foot to step out pulled it back.

They hauled Jia Chuan over, twisted his head, and then he could clearly see the miserable state of those people.

Even at the back, Yue Yue and Zhi Dong, protected by several sisters, inevitably had rotten vegetable leaves on them.

The stench filled the sky.

"See clearly."

Her voice was cold, her hands were cold, the aura around her entire body was cold; she did not comfort, but forced Jia Chuan to see clearly.

"Look at their expressions, look at their clenched fists, look at their miserable state now."

"Jia Chuan!"

"What gives you the right to escape?"

Her words were like funeral bells, burying a teenager's innocence and his childhood dreams.

"Live on well, even if you cling to life in a sorry state, even if you lose your reputation and status, remember those people's faces, remember your companions' refusal to abandon or give up."

"Jia Chuan, your parents' stigma cannot be washed away; you… can only stand up yourself, no one can help you."

No consolation, no heartache.

Her words were like a knife, constantly inflicting death by a thousand cuts, slicing off pieces of flesh each time, each a bone-deep pain.

"Yun chu."

Ningguang everyone felt some heartache, looking at the child who had already been destroyed and collapsed, she softly called out.

But when Jiang Yunchu raised her head, Ningguang everyone realized that the one they felt most heartache for was her!

Her eyes were completely red, her fatigue unhidden, yet she still stood here, speaking the coldest words, yet also giving him endless possibilities.

Ningguang everyone's comforting words got stuck in their mouths, unable to utter a single sentence.

"Hit!"

"The Regent Prince's Manor is sheltering criminals."

"Regent's Consort, you want to rebel!"

……

In an instant, sounds rose up one after another, voices came from all directions.

The children's hard-won stable situation was ruined at the last moment!

Rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, and even someone threw a stone that hit Zhang Cunwen's forehead, blood immediately flowed down.

But they did not retreat.

Because behind them were the Regent Prince's Manor, Chun Hua Xue Yuan, and their home!

Behind the crowd, carriage after carriage, on one carriage an old lady wiped her tears, "My grandson is a man."

Old General Han nodded, "It's the offspring of my Han family."

How could they not feel heartache, but they couldn't step forward; if they did, the meaning would change.

But they also did not stop, did not stop Han Wen Jun's actions, nor did they bring him back home.

On another carriage, Zhuang Miao and Jiang Fengsheng looked at their own children, at their wounds, at their dirty clothes, yet saw their bright, determined eyes.

Zhuang Miao seemed to suddenly understand, "I think I understand, their faith."

Having such companions, having companions who never leave, never abandon, never give up, if she had them, she would probably feel happy too.

"They have always known what they want; we can only give them support, not stop them from moving forward."

"Their future is even broader."

Jiang Fengsheng looked at the children, each one's appearance, they had lived into the form they wanted; this should be their era.

Yong Bo Marquis Manor.

"Mother, hurry and bring Cunwen back, the Chun Hua Academy is ruined." The eldest son of the Zhang family, seeing his mother's hesitant look, spoke up to advise.

The situation has already become uncontrollable; the Yong Bo Marquis Manor is declining day by day, they cannot gamble with the Regent Prince's Manor, they cannot afford to.

"How do you know I didn't call?"

The Yong Bo Marquis Manor's lady looked at the eldest son, directly shouted loudly, but she quickly realized her emotion, clenched her fists, she worried.

Even if Cunwen is an unworthy son, even if he is dissolute and disobedient from childhood, he is still a child born from her womb; how could she not care, how could she not feel pain?

But she called, was it useful?

That dead child had said at the time, "If a brother is in trouble, we die together."

If we insist he come home, if we fear he will implicate the Yong Bo Marquis Manor, then cut off the relationship!

Other people's parents are traitors, his parents are fine, why die, why die?

Now it's like this, can she have a way to call him back? How to call him back?

"Madam, not good, the public's emotions are agitated, the Wang Fu cannot control it." The servant's face turned pale; he watches every day, but the Young Master just won't leave.

"Has the Princess Consort not appeared yet?" asked the Lady of Yongbo Marquis.

"No!"

A single sentence made the Lady of Yongbo Marquis furrow her brows; now she had the children step forward—what exactly does the Regent's Consort mean?

"Prepare the carriage, I want to go see."

If that doesn't work, even if we have to knock him out, we must take him away and keep him away from those people from now on.

Each family's attitude differed, but those children just stood there, unable to speak, their bodies covered in filth.

Person by person, thing by thing, they remained still, neither advancing nor retreating.

Du er!

At that moment, Jiang Yunchu's clenched fist finally relaxed, her eyes deep as if holding a surging sea.

"Here!"

Du er replied firmly.

Jiang Yunchu closed her eyes, "Did you remember those people?"

"Remembered!"

Without any nonsense, in that moment she observed, pointing out each abnormal person one by one.

The common folk are simple; they just need to have enough to eat, just need to stay alive.

They don't know what a traitor is, they don't know what a military defense map is, they know nothing.

Yet they have gathered here, with no one pushing them from behind—how could that be possible!

"Open the gate!"

Jiang Yunchu's firm voice seemed to merge with Ning Hanmo's voice from before.

The gatekeeper opened the great door.

On the heavy door, already mottled, the smell rose to the heavens.

A woman in ice-blue robes walked slowly from inside the gate, her clean robes stained with ground filth, her white embroidered shoes splashed with the stench of rotting vegetables.