Chi Xingyue rushed forward subconsciously, and only realized after running two meters that he was a village cadre and had never seen such a big scene.
She spun around and hid behind Ling Jiheng, holding onto his waist and looking forward stealthily.
Gao Hongbin heard the noise and rushed over to check. He found it was a child and exclaimed that it was bad luck.
After some inquiries, the identity of the deceased was revealed. He was the illegitimate son of the second legitimate son of the eldest wife of the Chen family.
Because he was not favored by Madam Chen, he was exiled for three days, just like the adults, and walked for three days. He had no food to replenish his food, and he was exhausted and hungry, and he had already reached his limit.
Yesterday at noon, the child was bewitched by the smell and went forward to snatch the horse meat from his elder brother, and ended up being beaten.
No one spoke for him except the illegitimate son's biological mother. Even if the Chen family fell, they still adhered to the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children from the bottom of their hearts.
Later, the child was covered in wounds, but he still comforted his aunt that he was fine.
Then, this morning, when his aunt called him to get up, she found that he was already dead.
Chi Xingyue couldn't tell what the taste was, but she felt it was very sour.
If she didn't get a good citizenship, would she be bullied like an animal?
It was not so easy to get along in ancient times. Any powerful person could easily oppress you and make you feel suffocated.
She tightened her grip on Ling Jiheng's clothes, feeling somewhat glad about her choice.
Although a little secret was exposed, he was an upright person and had no intention of threatening her at all.
Not only did he take good care of her along the way, he even cleared out potential dangers for her. To say I wasn't touched would be a lie.
Gao Hongbin's solution to the Chen family's child was simple and brutal - cutting off his ears and burying them.
It is allowed for people to die during exile, but you can't just say a few people died and that's it.
Anyone who failed to reach their destination had a part of their body cut off, usually an ear, to indicate that they were gone.
The ancients also believed that one's body and hair were inherited from one's parents and should not be damaged. They also believed that if one died with a defective body, one would be reincarnated as an incomplete person.
So, when the guards with swords took action, the child's aunt, Qiu Wenyan, risked her life to stand in front of the child.
That hysterical look is really hard to bear.
In the end, the men of the Chen family used brute force to pull Qiu Wenyan away, and the guards cut off the child's left ear and stored it in quicklime.
Looking at the bloody head, Qiu Wenyan completely collapsed.
Pointing at Master Chen's nose, he questioned, "Isn't Bingjun your grandson? Even if he's a concubine's son, he's still a member of your Chen family's bloodline.
Why can't you, an old man, protect the child like the old man of the Ling family? Why? "
Mrs. Chen couldn't stand someone scolding her husband like that, so she raised her hand and slapped Qiu Wenyan, causing her to fall onto the gravel road.
The moment he looked up, blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were full of hatred.
Chi Xingyue was shocked when she saw this. She didn't know how Madam Chen could say so proudly, "In my Chen family, legitimate children are superior!"
In this case.
Qiu Wenyan threw her head back and laughed out loud, but as she laughed, she started to cry.
She hated it. She hated that she was born in a commoner's family and hated that she was brought into the Chen family as a concubine.
I hate the Chen family for being hypocritical and unreasonable. Even when they were exiled, they couldn't recognize their own identity.
Qiu Wenyan slowly stood up, looking extremely sad and heartbroken. She borrowed a shovel from Gao Hongbin, dug a shallow hole, and buried the child.
Then, without saying a word, he set out for Yingtian Prefecture.
Chi Xingyue felt a little choked up and kept sighing along the way.
Ling Jiheng comforted her: "If you are poor, you should just take care of yourself!"
How could Chi Xingyue not know this? What's more, there are few good people in the Chen family from top to bottom.
Even though the mother and son look miserable now, it is hard to say what their actual temperaments are.
She just feels that a world where men are superior to women is very sad.
As for legitimate and illegitimate children, well, from the perspective of the wife, no one would like a illegitimate son.
So, I won’t comment and just continue on my way.
The feet that had been treated last night were throbbing with pain again, but Chi Xingyue had no choice but to persevere.
She counted in her mind, 0.76 square meters per foot, 0.76 square meters per foot. Looking at the land that was constantly being refreshed in the space, she felt that lifting her legs was not so difficult anymore.
It was the fifth month of the lunar calendar, the sun high in the sky. Chi Xingyue secretly took out the thermometer, placed it on his sleeve, and measured the temperature.
Then, she was surprised to find that in this ancient time without greenhouse effect, the daytime temperature was as high as 39 degrees Celsius.
It was 8:30 in the morning, when the sun wasn't so strong. No wonder so many people were getting sunburned.
Chi Xingyue raised her hand to fan herself and straightened the dried wicker wreath. She felt sweaty all over and even had difficulty breathing.
My throat feels like there is a ball of cotton stuck in it. I can't cough it out or swallow it. It's very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the young wife of the third branch of the Han family fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The young master of the Han family hurried to pull his wife back, his voice distorted with nervousness. He was afraid Hui Niang's ears would be cut off.
After helping the person up, Chi Xingyue was surprised to find that the girl named Hui Niang was bleeding from the nose to the mouth, and her whole face was swollen beyond recognition.
However, the young master of the Han family did not despise her at all. He put Hui Niang on the car he was responsible for, took out the only two sips of water he had left and fed it to her, hoping that she would wake up soon.
Although the other members of the Han family felt distressed, they did not stop it. This shows that the Han family's family tradition is much better than that of the Chen family.
The cart lurched forward, and many of the horses, exhausted by thirst, collapsed to their knees. Before they could stand up, the horse next to them also collapsed.
For such a situation, do you think we should kill him or not?
Kill it, it's still a life, maybe it will recover if you take care of it.
If we don't kill them, not only will they consume fodder, but we'll also have to dig out some of the drinking water we drink to feed these animals whose lives are uncertain. It's just terrible.
Gao Hongbin was in a bad mood and whipped the horse that had fallen down.
The horses neighed in pain but were unable to stand up. In the end, two of them were beaten to death.
Perhaps out of sympathy for their own kind, all the horses had tears in their eyes. They gritted their teeth and moved forward, but each time they faltered.
Chi Xingyue stepped forward and patted his horse to comfort it.
Seeing the little black horse rubbing his hand affectionately, Chi Xingyue plucked a handful of dry grass and fed it into the little black horse's mouth, but in fact he was secretly giving it water.
The little black horse was well-nourished and full of joy. Fortunately, Chi Xingyue held the reins tightly, preventing it from becoming a target of public criticism.
As the convoy slowly moved forward, Gao Hongbin had the two horses placed on the empty carts and their necks slit open to let the blood out. Not a drop of blood was wasted; it was all given to the exiled prisoners to drink.
As for the jailers and sword-carrying guards, they drank water, of course. They would not touch these filthy things unless they were at their wit's end.
This time, the Ling family followed the crowd and asked for a few blood bags. However, the moment Chi Xingyue touched them, she replaced their own with fresh milk.
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