These two sentences from Yang can be regarded as refreshing Shen Zhaozhao's understanding.
She looked at Zhan Nanxing standing beside her.
Only then did he realize that the person who was lying in front of him had fallen to the ground at some point.
Spots of yellow mud stained his black hair and body...
He was in a nearly equal state of disgrace to her.
"Yang!"
Old Zhan came over panting, and when he saw Zhan Nanxing lying in the mud, he was so angry that he almost swung his cane at Yang.
There are actually people in this world who are mothers like this.
These words clearly told everyone that Yang blamed Zhan Nanxing for the death of Xiaoxiao and her other two sons.
"Mom, stop talking," Zhan Xiaoyao couldn't bear to listen anymore and pulled Yang up the slope.
After being yelled at by the old man, the little courage that Yang had aroused by her resentment shrank back.
With his head lowered, he followed Zhan Xiaoyao and went up first.
"Nanxing..."
Mr. Zhan bent down with concern, trying to help Zhan Nanxing up.
A hand reached out from the side and stopped her.
It’s Shen Zhaozhao.
"Grandmother, you have difficulty walking, so I'll do it. You should hurry up and get going, so that those officers won't come over with whips again."
Shen Zhaozhao looked at the old man and shook his head gently.
Old Man opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and looked at Zhan Nanxing who had been lying on the yellow mud slope.
"OK."
The old man patted Chen Zhaozhao's face and let Huang Juan and her two granddaughters-in-law accompany her up the mountain first.
As the old lady and the others left, two or three more exile teams passed by one after another, and there was no one else behind them.
"Zhan, Huang Ye, give me a hand."
After Shen Zhaozhao finished speaking, he bent down first, stretched out his arm, and supported Zhan Nanxing's injured leg.
The two servants, one holding up his waist and the other holding up his shoulders, worked together to turn him over and put him back on the stretcher.
Seeing that Zhan Nanxing's face was covered with yellow mud, Shen Zhaozhao closed his eyes and took the handkerchief given by Cao Ya to wipe his face.
The hand just touched his face, and Zhan Nanxing turned his head away.
Shen Zhaozhao thought for a moment, took back the handkerchief, spread it out directly, and covered Zhan Nanxing's face.
The two servants witnessed this scene and were speechless for a moment.
Three 꿁꽬그 can always do some strange things.
It's just a cover with leaves, not a handkerchief for a living person's face!
"Let's go."
Shen Zhaozhao asked the two servants to continue carrying the stretcher while he walked beside Zhan Nanxing.
Just when they reached the top of the mountain, Zhan Nanxing finally spoke.
"Take off the handkerchief."
The man's voice was slightly nasal. He raised his head, pulled out the handkerchief, and threw it to the ground.
Shen Zhaozhao chuckled and quickly took it.
Glancing at him.
Her peach blossom eyes were red, filled with anger, and yet looked pitiful.
"I thought you would be ashamed to keep covering yourself with a veil."
Shen Zhaozhao grinned.
What Yang said just now really touched Zhan Nanxing's heart.
The older boy cried.
Naturally, I don't want to be seen by others.
When she wiped his face, she noticed the clear water stains at the corners of his eyes.
He even turned his face away.
Shen Zhaozhao felt.
Awkward, yet a little cute.
Zhan Nanxing glared at her with red eyes, "I don't want the handkerchief of the woman next to me to cover my face."
Shen Zhaozhao smiled playfully.
"Yes, I understand."
Male 그놚face.
No tears, no blood or sweat.
Zhan Nanxing looked at the smile on her face, pursed his lips, and his eyes fell on the tear in Shen Zhaozhao's hemp sleeve.
You can still vaguely see the whip marks on the skin.
"Do you regret it?"
His eyes darkened.
"What?" Shen Zhaozhao, who was concentrating on getting on his way, didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." Zhan Nanxing turned his face away again.
The rain continued to fall until the group came down the mountain and reached the post station on the official road, and it did not stop.
Even though the banana leaves were blocking the rain, they still got a little wet.
Not to mention the others who were caught in the rain.
Shen Zhaozhao rolled around on the yellow mud, looking extremely miserable. He couldn't wait to take a shower and change into dry clothes.
She and Zhan Nanxing entered the inn later.
As soon as I stepped in, I saw the old lady and the others discussing something with an embarrassed look on their faces.
"Zhao Zhao is here, that's great, let's discuss where to stay tonight."
Guo was sharp-eyed, and pulled Shen Zhaozhao over, pointing at the yellow mud on her body and said:
"Grandma, we still have a long way to go. No matter what we say tonight, we must make sure everything is done clearly. Otherwise, if someone catches a cold tomorrow and doesn't get enough rest, how can we continue on our journey?"
Shen Zhaozhao blinked.
So when I stay in an inn during my exile, I can choose the room?
Luxury type?
Economical?
The fact is, Shen Zhaozhao overthought.
After Guo explained it to her, she realized that she had to pay the money herself. Otherwise, according to the standards for exiled prisoners, she would have to live in the stable with other families.
It's leaking air at the front and rain at the back.
Not to mention taking a shower, you'll also have to get covered in horse manure.
"The police officer said that we can pay one or two taels of silver and our family can live in a large bunk bed."
"It's also a two-room upper room, but you only stay for two days. It comes with hot water and a bathtub, as well as a charcoal basin, and three taels of silver."
Guo stretched out three fingers with some distress.
When you are starving and cold like this, who wouldn’t want to soak in hot water and dry their clothes?
Not only the Zhan family wanted it, the other three families also wanted it, but when they calculated it, they only wanted two or three taels of silver.
Even if I had the money on me, I couldn't afford to spend it like this.
"Sir, this is probably a shady shop!" a man shouted, "The best inn in the capital, Room A, only costs one tael of silver a night."
"Yes, which common bed room doesn't cost one ounce of silver and doesn't even provide hot water and a charcoal basin?"
"Although we are exiled, we are still human beings!"
Seeing that several exiled prisoners began to riot, Jiang Hu bared his white teeth and smiled without saying a word.
The strong 꿛 pulled the whip.
"Ladies and gentlemen, if you think it's too expensive," Jiang Hu pointed with his whip, "the stable is right there, it's free!"
He gave them a choice, instead of forcing them to pay.
Where can I live in that stable?
"Grandma, let's take one room upstairs and one room with a bunk bed."
Shen Zhaozhao thought for a moment and made up his mind.
"You and the two servants are all men. They live in the upper room. If there is not enough space, they will sleep on the floor. The rest of us will sleep in the shared room."
Although the upper room was two taels of silver more expensive than the common room, Shen Zhaozhao had other plans.
Mr. Zhan didn't say anything.
She took out a small silver ingot from the travel money sent by her mother's younger generation and cut it into four taels.
"Okay, one room upstairs and one bunk bed!"
The innkeeper took the silver and shouted loudly.
"Come, bring some hot water and a charcoal basin."
Seeing that the Zhan family had settled down, the remaining three families became anxious.
The Chen family also had some money, so they gritted their teeth and bought an upper room and a dormitory.
After discussing for a long time, the Cao family finally decided to buy a room in the upper room, but Cao Quanye was told by the shopkeeper that -
The upper room is gone.
Excluding the rooms where the servants lived, there were only two rooms left.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Cao Quanye was dumbfounded.
The whole family got caught in the rain, what can we do without a place to change?
What about his younger brother? His leg was injured, and he kept bumping into things while sleeping on the same bunk bed. What would happen?
The shopkeeper responded with a smile: "You didn't ask that either."
Cao Quanye gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll buy two bunk beds, hot water and a charcoal basin."
The shopkeeper said: "We don't have enough charcoal in our shop, so we can only supply the upper rooms."
Cao Quanye's face twitched: "Then I'll have some hot water, right?"
The shopkeeper nodded: "Of course, it's free. I'll charge you three taels of silver."
Cao Quanye's face turned completely black.
It would be better to go directly to the upper room than to spend three taels of silver on hot water!
"Yes or no?" the shopkeeper stretched out his hand.
The officers standing by were still watching him eagerly, but Cao Quanye gritted his teeth and took out the silver.
Although the shopkeeper collected the money, in the end, most of it would go into the pockets of the police officers.
Cao Quanye held back his anger and took Cao's family to the dormitory.
The shopkeeper looked at the last member of the Yang family.
Yang Hanliu felt that she was all smelly and had been caught in the rain, and she wanted to jump into the hot water immediately to soak.
I have been persuading my own father to move into a higher room.
I am helpless and cannot persuade him.
The Yang family came to the capital only after Yang married into the Zhan family.
This time he was suddenly exiled, and no relatives came to see him off.
I'm naturally shy at this moment.
"Two bunk beds..." Yang Hanliu was interrupted by the shopkeeper before she could finish her words.
"There are no more common beds in our store, so we can only ask you to stay in the stable behind us for one night."
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