The next day, the caravan set off as scheduled, and the number of horse-drawn carriages following the road decreased and increased, and Ziyu's mule cart always followed in the middle of the caravan.

The snow never stopped along the way, and there was a thick layer on the ground, so that the people who drove the carts had to come down and lead the animals.

The caravans were uniformly dressed in woolen jackets, with leggings tied to their legs, and it was difficult to tell who was who in the procession of the wind and snow.

On the way, I met a group of exiled prisoners, dressed in cotton clothes but wearing single pants, the cotton shoes had already been soaked by the snow, and their faces were bruised from the cold, and the escort officials were also so cold that they shrank their hands and feet.

From time to time, the whip drove a group of people who were freezing and losing consciousness, but the whip could not drive away the cold.

"Damn, what the hell is the weather this year, it's been snowing so hard just in early November." An official stomped his foot and complained.

The whip in his hand was whipped on a prisoner who could not walk, and he cursed.

"If you don't hurry up, I'll bury all of you here, phew!"

…

With a wave of the small flag in Steward Wang's hand, the caravan stopped, and Xiao Wu trotted forward to talk to the leader.

Ziyu could only hear the staccato sound of the wind blowing, and the content of the speech could be discerned from the shape of the leader's mouth.

I saw Xiao Wu take off the leg guards, and the leader took a few steps tied to his legs, and nodded with satisfaction.

Xiao Wu thanked him and didn't want to return the pair of leggings.

Xiao Wu beckoned his companions to carry four frames of leggings to the exiles, giving priority to each of the ten officials with a pair of leggings.

The officials who had won the favor were tied up one after another, and the leading officer was whipped on the snow, splashing snowflakes.

"Hurry up if you want to buy it, don't bother!"

"Come on, come on, lamb's wool leg guards are sold exclusively, warm and waterproof, a pair only costs two taels of silver."

Xiao Wu took the opportunity to publicize the two leggings in his hand, causing a commotion among the exiles.

The people who couldn't stand the cold couldn't take care of hiding at this time, and they took out the private collection at the bottom of the pressure box.

Gold rings, gold beans, gold cakes, jade pendants, and a line of officials rubbed their teeth and flowers.

The four frames of leggings brought in were not enough to change, and Xiao Wu brought two more frames to barely enough, and the exiles tied the leggings to their legs and bodies one after another.

Ziyu looked at this scene coldly, she didn't know how many people were implicated in An Guohou's case, and few of these people were innocent if they could fall to such a point.

Even young children, who have enjoyed the blessings of their fathers, should accept the sins they have created.

Ziyu glanced at the strange Ziluo, pulled the mule cart to keep up with the speed of the caravan, and the two sides quickly distanced themselves.

Although everyone traveled in the same direction, their final fate was different.

…

Baili Mansion, named after the Baili Mountains, is the border city between the north and the south, and the two styles of ruggedness and delicacy are full of the city.

After setting the inn, Ziyu, under the guidance of Xiao Wu, sold the fifteen lambskins in her hand at the price of seven taels of silver, making a net profit of ninety taels.

It was two taels of silver higher than Steward Wang's expectation, and although the mosquito legs were small, they were also meat, and Ziyu was quite happy about it.

She found that in this otherworld, it was easier to make money than she imagined with space blessings, so she settled down and prepared to make a few more trips.

"Because of the heavy snowfall, this year's prices are better than usual.

The weather was not normal, and Steward Wang said that he would leave tomorrow. ”

Xiao Wule happily put the 35 taels of silver tickets close to him, and he was not allowed to bring private goods when he crossed the Baili Mountains, which was the rule set by the king's steward for them.

"Little brother, please turn a blind eye to the affairs in the caravan.

We all have a family to support, and we can't support a family with that little salary alone.

Please! Xiao Wu's smiling eyes were bright.

"Little Fifth Brother, I don't understand what you say, I'm just a stranger who came to the south with a caravan."

Ziyu is not afraid of Xiao Wu's threat, most of the people who dare to go to business lick blood from the knife edge, and selling some private goods is completely harmless in her opinion.

"You brother, the fifth brother has confessed!

After two years of saving enough money, I moved to Baili City to open a restaurant, and asked my little brother for more advice! ”

Xiao Wu reached out to put his arm around Ziyu's shoulder, but suddenly found that the height difference between the two was not at all.

"Hahaha, little brother, you have to eat to grow up, a mighty man like Fifth Brother!" Xiao Wu patted his thick chest.

Ziyu immediately moved away from this thick man, if he really wants to look like him, he won't want to find a wishful man in this life.

Ziyu, who has never tasted the taste of a man, has never thought of being a single dog again in this life, and the idea of capturing a few husbands has arisen from time to time.

A man can hug left and right, and so can she!

I just don't know if this good wish can be realized in this different time and space!

"You are a bear, if you want to open a restaurant, you have a good relationship with Bao Jiu, I have taught him all this skill."

Ziyu decided to stay away from these rough men after arriving in the south.

Always jokes about her height, and even wants to introduce her to a soft girl, she can't be blessed.

…

Because she had to cross the Baili Mountains, Ziyu only bought the necessary daily necessities, and the caravan did not sell any more goods.

Everyone traveled lightly and simply, and encountered two teams escorting exiles in the mountains, which also added to the safety of the caravan.

Steward Wang, who was far away from the exile team, had a slightly gloomy face, and there were five teams of exile prisoners he met along the way.

An Guohou's case involves too wide a scope, and he is afraid that the Wang Steward, who was affected by the main family, intends to withdraw from the caravan and redeem his family.

Steward Wang, who had this plan, was even more eager to return to Jiangfu as soon as possible.

Ziyu obviously felt that the time to stop and rest was getting shorter, but she cautiously kept Ziluo in the mule cart all the way, keeping an eye on the surrounding situation at all times.

When a plain appeared in front of him, Ziyu let out a breath, this can be regarded as safe to the south!

…

Jiang in December.

The warm winter sun pierces through the gray sky, bringing gentle warmth, and the sun is gentle and warm.

The group of people wearing woolen coats took off their heavy coats one after another, and shouted with joy and whipped to speed up.

Three days later, Ziyu and the caravan bid farewell at the city gates, and she was going to the next city.

"Little brother, don't say goodbye! Hopefully we'll have the chance to meet again one day! Steward Wang stood at the gate of the city and said goodbye to Ziyu.

"Little brother, when you arrive in Jiangfu, you must come to Wang's house to find us for a drink." Xiao Wu was a little reluctant.

"Big brothers, go slowly, there will be a period later!"

Ziyu stood on the mule cart and bowed her hand to everyone, driving the mule cart to disappear from the sight of a group of weather-covered men.

She doesn't want these people to know their gender for the time being, so it's better to stay away!

…

Qingyang Province.

Judging from the map, Qingyang Mansion is located in the middle of Jiangfu and Shangdu Province, and it only takes three days to drive to the port.

Ziyu, who drove on the road alone, would take Ziluo to sit in front of her when it was warm at noon, and hurried slowly.

"Brother, where are we going?" Ziluo, who had regained his boy's clothes, raised his head and asked.