The carriage on which Qingluo's back was leaning was directly dug open, which seemed to be a window, and looked out through the hole.

I saw that those who were also exiled, but it seems that there are also hierarchies.

Part of it was with the four young masters of the Su family who were outside, who were guarded, but they walked with the carriage without other restraints.

Some of them were directly handcuffed, and some of them were still clinged by splints on their shoulders and necks.

Then there were those who were tied together by ropes.

In the end, he sat in the carriage like Qingluo and the others.

Thinking like this, amid the shouts and rude pushes of other officers and soldiers, the exiled chariots and horses gathered and rushed towards the outside of the capital without hurry.

Through the open carport, Qingluo looked at the capital that was gradually moving away.

The Su family's mansion had long disappeared without a trace, with a lot of distance in between.

At this distance, it seems to be two worlds.

Listening to the suppressed and sad sobs of everyone in the same carriage, and then looking at the despair on their faces, their eyes were even more gloomy.

Qingluo lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, and he felt a little melancholy.

But I think it's best to pick up a life.

How can I say it now, at least I haven't been demoted to an official slave or anything, I have survived this exile journey, and when I get to the Su family's hometown, I will be free at that time.

I don't have any other skills, but I can still support myself.

So the only goal now is to stay healthy and survive this period of exile, and you need to be careful to protect yourself during this time!

With the sound of whipping, the convoy slowly walked out again.

The sobbing and crying in the long line became more and more sad, and the whole team let out a thick despair and depression.

However, the officers and soldiers who escorted them did not feel mercy for this, but waved the long whip in their hands mercilessly.

Coldly whipped on exiles who were not qualified to go on the worn-out wagons.

As soon as someone tried to struggle, the cold and sharp weapons in the hands of the other team of officers and soldiers were revealed.

The exiles on foot were also hierarchical, handcuffed with splints, bound by ropes, and "lightly armed" without other restraints.

Prisoners who are handcuffed and splinted are heavily guarded by armed officers and soldiers.

Officers and soldiers who were bound by ropes often threatened to pull away and make them accelerate.

The exiles who traveled lightly and followed the carriage were rudely pushed and shoved by other officers and soldiers.

There were six carriages in total, one broken carriage could carry ten people, and of the nearly three hundred exiles, only sixty had the opportunity to get on the carriage and rest.

And those sixty positions are not set in stone.

For now, only the family members of the officials implicated are allowed to ride in the carriage.

On the carriage, Qingluo kept shaking his body, and from time to time he lifted half of his body.

There is a hidden worry in his eyes: when he leaves the capital for a distance, it may not be so stable......

Qingluo's guess was not wrong, but the first thing she waited for was not the beginning of the change in personnel on the carriage, or some other change.

Instead, the last move made before began to show its effect.

Today, when it was bright and bright, he was forcibly dragged out of the Su Mansion by the officers and soldiers, and then rushed to the outside of the capital without delay.

Now it was noon, and the sun was in full swing, and the convoy began to stop and eat a little.

There are almost two kinds of food, both of which are big pot rice.

One is a paste mixed with coarse grains and wild vegetables, and at most a blackened and somewhat rancid nest head.

The other is inferior rice that has not been completely husked, cooked and filled with a large pot, a wild vegetable cake.

That's pretty much it.

Qingluo got out of the carriage, and compared to the other ladies who supported each other, she fell behind the crowd and looked lonely.

Seeing that there was no one on the side, and no longer caring about anything, Qingluo, who grinned his teeth, rubbed his assy fart-thighs that felt like they were about to crack.

It is even better not far from the capital and the capital, the road is smooth, and it is a vast official road paved with stone slabs.

But when you get outside, the road gets steeper and steeper, and you don't have to think about it to know that the skin is worn out!

Walking to the long queue that was a little better than the food, there were a lot of people, but the time required to line up was not long.

Listening to the scolding of the officers and soldiers distributing the grain in front, as soon as it was their turn for the people in front, they stretched out both hands at the same time, and took it and immediately turned around and left, so it was soon Qingluo's turn.

Qingluo lowered his head, stretched out his two hands quickly, and quickly grabbed the cake that had just been placed on the board and the big bowl with a missing corner, turned his head and left.

The officers and soldiers serving the meal blinked, looked up, and two whites flashed in their minds, and when they looked again, they saw a slender figure disappear quickly.

The man muttered, "Those young ladies are really happy to eat this kind of chaff now."

Everyone's son-in-law or something, you can't afford to eat chaff! ”

After a sarcastic sentence, the expression on the faces of the officers and soldiers changed, and they scolded viciously:

"Hurry up! Waiting to be delivered to your mouth? Now is not the time for you to be a son-in-law in the capital as before! ”

"Now you're just a prisoner, if you slow down, don't eat it!"

I looked around the orderly arrangement of the carriages on the dusty plains, and a few steps away from the carriage was two large wooden planks with food on them.

The surrounding officers and soldiers scattered and surrounded the prisoners.

After taking over their lunch, everyone squatted on the ground at will, and did not dare to delay to eat the lunch they got quickly.

Qingluo walked to the carriage he was sitting in before with a bowl and cakes, and stood outside, leaning on the simple carport behind him, nibbling on the bread for a while.

As for the rice in the bowl, that's straight to the point.

When he had finished eating, he didn't go up in the crowd, but he tried to reach out, put the bowl on the plank, and then left quickly.

Qingluo stood on the side of the carriage, ready to get on the carriage and set off again.

"But those officers and soldiers are still eating and drinking, and they still have tables and other things to move out, and they still have to work hard to get on the road."

Qingluo stood on tiptoe, his body and limbs slowly exerted force, just thinking like this, his eyes swept inadvertently, and suddenly saw a slightly familiar figure!

Qingluo's eyes froze, and then he looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Biyun! ”

At this time, Biyun was eating wine on the table, and the smug officers and soldiers kept pleading.

At the same time, carefully hand the jug of wine and the appetizer wrapped in oiled paper to the table.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers at the table were all looking at him playfully, Bi Yunxiang smiled and carefully took out a wrapped white handkerchief from his arms, and carefully spread it out on the table.

The other party just took a random look, and saw that there were several broken silver, silver horns, and there were two or three taels together.

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