The imperial palaces were robbed one after another, and Emperor Ji Wu had been extremely busy lately, and had not yet decided on a time to exile the Feng Mansion.

The story began a cup of tea ago, when Emperor Ji Wu, who was so angry that he vomited blood, woke up from the dragon bed in panic.

He gasped heavily, and when he thought about how he had become a pauper, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat again.

All this started with the search of the Feng Mansion.

This Feng Huaijin was indeed a disaster! He threatened his throne when he was alive, but after his death, his throne was saved, but he became a pauper!

It's simply a jinx!

No, he must immediately give the order to exile the Feng Mansion and turn a blind eye to it, so that they will not continue to harm him!

"Come here, pass the order down, Feng Mansion will be exiled in the afternoon, no, exile immediately! Ahem…"

So, the officials suddenly received the emperor's order.

Hearing the jailer's voice, the prisoner suddenly opened his eyes, stood up immediately, and pulled at the door of the cell, "Sir, Sir, have you distributed the steamed bread yet?"

Although the masters of the Feng Mansion did not ask as directly as the servants, their eyes revealed their desire for steamed corn bread.

If they don't eat something to fill their stomachs, they will probably be too hungry to get up.

"Oh, weren't you very arrogant yesterday? You were complaining about everything, but now you look like a starving ghost? I thought your Feng family was so arrogant. Bah, it turns out you are just a bunch of cheap bones." The jailer started scolding.

Everyone shut up and didn't dare to ask any more questions. They had seen how powerful these jailers were. They would beat people without mercy.

The jailer unlocked the cell and drove all the prisoners out.

Someone who was not afraid of death asked, "Sir, where are we going?"

"Nonsense, of course it's exile! Can it be that this is a treat for you with delicious food and drinks?"

Everyone in the Feng family: “…” Didn’t we agree to distribute the steamed buns at noon?

Madam Feng: A mouse got into my mouth and I got bitten. Now I have to hurry on my way without even having dinner!!!

It almost cost her her life!

"Go, go, go, hurry up, hurry up." The jailer waved a whip in his hand and drove everyone out of the cell and into the courtyard of the imperial prison.

I had stayed in the cell for too long, without seeing the sun for a long time. When I suddenly saw the sunlight, I was dazzled. It took me a while to get used to the light.

“Ahhhh!”

A scream was heard and everyone looked over.

The prisoners in prison uniforms were being tightly restrained by the officials, who were using sharp weapons to tattoo words on the foreheads of the exiled prisoners and then staining them with ink.

This is the punishment of tattooing the face.

According to the laws of Dayan, all exiled criminals were required to have their faces tattooed. This punishment did not cause much physical harm to the criminals, but the tattoos on their faces would make them lose their dignity, bring shame to them, and make it difficult for them to escape.

Fortunately, the Feng family was only demoted to commoner exile, and they did not need to tattoo their faces or wear prison uniforms.

Hearing the continuous screams coming from the front, everyone in the Feng residence huddled together and trembled.

Feng Jiuli was covered with eyes by Madam Feng and held in her arms.

She looked at Feng Jiuyan tenderly, "Ah Yan, come to my arms."

Feng Jiuyan felt a little warm in his heart, and he didn't want to miss the opportunity to hug his mother. He walked over and threw himself into Madam Feng's arms, "Mother, Ayan is scared!"

A sweet fragrance wafted into my nose, the unique scent of Madam Feng.

Madam Feng patted Feng Jiuyan's back gently, and said softly with a smile in her voice, "Don't be afraid, Ah Yan, mother is here."

Could it be that she was not the one who used the snack to lure the mouse into Old Lady Feng's mouth? Others didn't see it, but she witnessed it with her own eyes.

However, since it was rare that her daughter wanted to be close to her, she decided not to expose it.

Feng Jiuyan raised his head slightly from Madam Feng's arms and looked around.

In addition to the Feng family and several side branches, the exiled team also included several officials who had committed crimes, including men and women, old and young, totaling about two hundred people.

There were prisoners wearing prison uniforms and common people wearing coarse linen clothes.

They were all dishevelled and looked sad.

Several fine horses and five or six carts, loaded with daily necessities and food for the officials, were prepared beside the courtyard.

After about a cup of tea, the tattooing punishment was finally over.

"Put on the shackles!"

At a command, the officers put a 20-jin wooden shackle on the men's necks and locked an iron chain on their feet. As for the women, an iron chain was locked on their feet and hands.

This is a means to prevent prisoners from escaping.

Feng Fu is a commoner and does not need to wear shackles or chains.

Everything was ready. The leader of the escorting officers, Meng Liang, mounted his horse and said, "The sun is high in the sky and it's getting late. We need to travel fifty miles a day. Set off immediately!"

The heavy gate of the imperial prison slowly opened, and Meng Liang drove his horse and set off first.

The officers waved whips and drove a group of prisoners towards the city gate.

Many prisoners whimpered, feeling uneasy and hopeless about the future.

This time, there were about seventy or eighty officials responsible for escorting the prisoners, and the place of exile was Youzhou in the north.

The group of prisoners marched through the downtown area in a mighty procession, attracting people to stop and talk and comment.

"It is these corrupt officials who embezzle the people's money and exploit the people!"

"These beasts are well caught!"

"God has eyes, and he has finally punished them!"

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Some even went further, picking up stones from the ground and beating the prisoners.

Some picked up rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs on the ground and threw them towards the prisoners.

When Feng Mansion passed by, the people suddenly became quiet and looked at the general's mansion with sorrow.

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