Gu Yueyan couldn't help it and tried to move forward, but was blocked by Song Jinhe behind her.

"Gu Tai, Zhen'er is unconscious and can't stand. Why don't you put Zhen'er on my prison cart and let him lie down. Otherwise, put me on that prison cart too. Let's share a prison cart. I'll block him and prevent him from falling off. If he falls off and something happens, won't you ruin the emperor's will? No one can be lost, right?"

Su Chengyi started beeping again.

His main point has always been that as long as I am not embarrassed, it is always others who are embarrassed.

"Don't worry, your son is a god of war, he can stand his ground."

Gu Tai smiled sinisterly. With a wave of his hand, two Zhaoweis came over immediately, bent down to tear off the cloak, and lifted up Su Zhenbei who was lying on the ground.

"Don't touch the young master."

Su San didn't move, with an expression that said you'll have to walk over my dead body today.

Su San!

Standing there waiting for the tattooed painted fan to come quickly,

"Master Taiwei, this is the cloak given by the King of Yan."

The painted fan stood in front of Su San calmly.

The emperor and the queen mother said that no one can be missing from the Zhenguo Mansion, and that was referring to the master. Su San was just a servant, so if she was missing, then it was just one less, and no one would care.

"Well, King Yanci?"

The corners of Gu Tai's lips curled up.

[What a bunch of idiots, you still want to target the Prince of Yan? He was also demoted by the Emperor last night. Calculating the time, he must have left the capital by now.]

No matter what he thought in his heart, on the surface, the Prince of Yan was demoted, but he was still the eighteenth son of the late emperor. No matter how powerful Gu Tai was, he was just a minister and could not disrespect the Prince of Yan on the surface.

"You two should be careful not to damage the prince's things."

The two Zhaowei nodded, stepped forward, wrapped Su Zhenbei in a cloak and sent him to the prison car.

“Gu Tai, if you really hurt Zhen’er, the Queen Mother will never forgive you.”

Su Chengyi looked at Gu Tai fiercely.

[Mibaobao, please stop pleading for me. I will not die if I get on the prison van.]

Sumi suddenly heard her elder brother's thoughts.

[Okay, big brother, don't worry. I won't let you die.]

Su Mibao quickly told her parents and grandmother about her eldest brother's idea (from then on, Su Mi finally accepted this name and happily added the word "Bao" after her name). Song Jinhe gave Gu Yueyan a look.

Gu Yueyan was very smart and immediately understood what her elders meant.

"Sir, as the wife of a criminal, I should be punished in the same carriage with him."

Gu Yueyan took a step forward, and Song Jinhe didn't hold her back. She had already knelt in front of Gu Tai.

"Okay, the Su family, from servants to masters, are all tough guys."

Gu Tai’s eyes were cold, and he emphasized the words “Su family” and “hard bones”.

"Imprison Gu Yueyan and Su Zhenbei together, and imprison Song Jinhe and Su Chengyi together."

Zhao Wei stepped forward and took off Su Chengyi's original wooden shackle, put a double shackle on him and Song Jinhe, then changed to a larger prison car and pushed the two of them in.

The pain of the double shackles is that Su Chengyi is taller and fatter than Song Jinhe. Wearing the wooden shackles around his neck, Su Chengyi has no way to make himself shorter and smaller. Song Jinhe can only stand up and half-kneel in the prison car. This is the only way to keep the balance of the wooden shackles for both of them. The bottom of the prison car is hard and transparent. Kneeling from here to outside the city gate will definitely wear out your legs.

"Jinhe, sit on my lap."

"You are injured."

Song Jinhe glanced at her good-for-nothing husband, who was covered in bruises. Even though he had applied Mi Baobao's medicine, it still hurt a lot when he touched it.

Besides, her husband was a well-known squeamish and cowardly person. If he got a little scratched by a branch, he would run to the old lady and cry. He would not get better until the old lady gave him something good to coax him.

"It's okay. I'm thick and fat, so the bones won't be crushed."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, my husband. I'll kneel for a while, and when my legs hurt, I'll sit on your lap."

Song Jinhe twisted her neck and shrugged.

Madam Su got on the carriage, and Su Mibao sat in her grandmother's arms. Her little eyes kept staring at this side. Seeing her mother like this.

Alas, after all the calculations, there was still something wrong. Su Mibao had not expected that Song Jinhe would be put in the cangue. Song Jinhe had been pampered in the mansion for many years. She had delicate skin and tender flesh. The cangue was thick, hard and had burrs. Her neck and shoulders would be worn out soon.

Alas, my elder brother and sister-in-law have suffered a lot this time.

Su Mibao looked towards his elder brother.

The prison car that Su Zhenbei was sitting in was special, it was specially made by Zhaoyu for those extremely vicious criminals. These criminals were often tortured when they entered Zhaoyu, their bodies were beaten to pieces, and their hands and feet were broken.

How could a person like this, who was like a pile of rotten flesh, sit in a prison van? Of course, it all depended on the various special railings and pillars built into the prison van.

There was a thick wooden pillar in the middle of the special prison van. Su Zhenbei stretched out his arms and was tied to the horizontal pillar with thick hemp ropes. He wore an iron ring yoke on his head and was fixed to the big wooden pillar. His chest was tied with thick hemp ropes, which fixed his whole body to the wooden pillar. Sitting in the prison van, his legs were also tied to the horizontal pillar at the bottom of the prison van with ropes.

Gu Yueyan was tied back to back on the other side of the wooden pillar.

Everyone in Zhaowei knew Gu Yueyan's identity, and thought that even if General Gu was angry with his daughter and broke off the relationship, it was only a temporary anger. After all, blood ties cannot be broken. So Zhaowei only symbolically tied Gu Yueyan to the back of Su Zhenbei. She did not tie her hands and feet.

Gu Tai watched all this with a gloomy face and said nothing.

"Tattoo the faces of the masters of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion and serve them carefully."

There was a sneer on Gu Tai's lips, but there was a crazy pleasure in his eyes.

A dozen or so officials stood in a row under the eaves, and the leader had a solemn and forbearing expression on his face.

Normally, once a criminal is sentenced to exile, he will be tattooed according to the procedure, put in shackles and tied up, and driven on foot in a prison cart. All these things are done by the criminals escorting the criminals from the Ministry of Justice. After being escorted out of the capital, they will be handed over to the exile escorting officials at the Shili Pavilion outside the city, and that's it.

How could a sentenced criminal be tortured and interrogated before being exiled?

But now it was General Gu who intervened. Although Zhaoyu was also a department of their Ministry of Justice, it was directly under the emperor. Zhaoyu had always been superior to them in handling cases.

At this time, they could only watch and could not express their dissatisfaction to General Gu. They had to wait respectfully for General Gu to finish his work before escorting him out of the city.

At this moment, their only hope was that General Gu would let them set off on time at noon. Otherwise, if they missed the time, they would be the ones to be punished and beaten.

"You can't tattoo Zhen'er's face. If you want to tattoo someone, tattoo me. If you don't want to get rid of your hatred, tattoo my entire face."

Su Chengyi started to talk again, "The Queen Mother will never let you tattoo Zhen'er. If you insist on doing this, Gu Tai, the Emperor will not forgive you."

Su Chengyi mentioned Su Zhenbei and the emperor again and again.

Even someone as sensitive as Gu Tai couldn't help but frown.

Does Su Ergou have a secret?

"Su Ergou, why would the emperor blame me? Su Zhenbei is the leader of the rebels. Exile and tattooing are light punishments. You should be thankful that you were not beheaded. What are you talking about?"

Gu Tai walked over and suddenly put his face in front of Su Chengyi's prison car. His voice was cold, but his eyes were filled with endless calculations. "You said, Su Zhenbei and the emperor——"

(End of this chapter)