On the 18th day of the first lunar month, Song Ci went to Princess Anping's Mansion to add makeup to Princess Shouyang, and stayed at Prince Lu of Jing'an Hou Mansion to welcome the bride. After having a wedding banquet at Princess Anping's Mansion, he went back to the mansion.

As for the wedding banquet at the Marquis' Mansion in Jing'an, she did not go there. Mrs. Song and Jiang were representatives to attend the banquet. When both of them came back from the Marquis' Mansion, they talked about something.

The members of the Na Ning clan have been escorted to Beijing.

"Is it actually here today?" Song Ci was a little surprised.

Mrs. Song said, "I heard that I was outside the city at noon. It was just that Princess Shouyang got married, so I delayed the time to enter the city to avoid collision."

Song Ci nodded: "The person in charge of the escort is quite good at it."

Jiang smiled and said, "That's natural. People around him can't give face, but Princess Anping's only legitimate daughter is married, and she is a princess with a title. The emperor's niece must give this face. I heard that Princess Anping sent someone to send some wedding money to the person in charge of the escort, so that they can also get the joy."

What happened this time was also like coming and going.

"How many people are there in the Ning clan?"

"It is said that there are 103 people, all of whom have been escorted to the Heavenly Prison. I guess they will be dealt with until the beginning of spring." If you commit a serious crime of rebellion, you will definitely die. Even if you don't die, you are afraid that the fate will not be much better.

Song Ci slipped with the rosary and did not think about the lives of those living people. They were all fate. If wealth and honor were enjoyed together, the disaster would naturally be suffered together. So why is there a saying that both prosperity and prosperity are both losses?

"Mom, you didn't see that scene. The crowds of people entering Beijing were shocking, but this was not the highlight." Jiang said mysteriously.

Song Ci heard the implicit sound and couldn't help but wonder: "Why, what other plays are there?"

Jiang looked at Mrs. Song: "Sister-in-law, you said?"

Mrs. Song brought the tea and said with a smile: "I have been fighting with someone for a day today, and my throat is hoarse, but you can't say anything."

Jiang then smiled and said, "It's Concubine Ji. I heard that Ning's family members came to Beijing and asked someone to carry her out. They pointed at the Ning's patriarch and scolded him, asking them to hand over the traitor, Master Ning, and return her little grandson."

Song Ci heard that the child of Prince Min’s Mansion was captured and unfinished. Concubine Ji was so fierce?

"No one stops her?"

"Mon Prince Min has been demoted and punished. After all, she is still the royal concubine. She will be scolded by the rebels, and no one will stop her." Mrs. Song said at this time.

Song Ci thought, I understand, not only will I not stop it, but I am afraid that I will instigate it. The emperor is small-minded and wishes that the things Ning and the old man of Ning Ge spread all over the world and made it notorious. When he dealt with Ning, no one said that he was cruel or something.

"It's not just that I didn't stop you. Mom, you don't know. Concubine Ji's behavior is even more shrewd than a shrew. Oh, when I was walking in the boudoir, I had seen that shrew in the market, but I had never seen her like that." Jiang said, covering her nose with a veil.

Song Ci was intrigued: "What do you say?"

Mrs. Song looked at her sister-in-law with some angrily. She couldn't drink the tea anymore, as if she smelled the stench.

Jiang laughed: "Just on Dongcheng Street, Concubine Ji ordered people to carry two loads of feces and poured them on Ning's people. The whole street was covered with feces, and the smell was stinking."

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Song Ci sprayed out a mouthful of tea and widened her eyes: "Really?"
Chapter completed!