Chapter 16 The exile team is extremely spectacular, except for Zhizhi
It's no wonder the emperor thought so. Originally, the general's mansion had no other owner except Xie Zhizhi. The rest were servants. Even if they had a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to move so much property.
Who in the General's Mansion could move so many things in front of the Imperial Guards?
Only the imperial guards themselves!
The more the emperor thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He even wondered if the remaining followers of Xie Zongyi could sneak into the Imperial Guards and conceal the truth by taking away all the things in the General's Mansion.
Waiting to take revenge on me in the future?
Damn it, I still can’t find the Five Kingdoms Map.
On this day, the emperor was in a bad temper in the palace. He did not even read the memorials and went to the harem to play with the beauties.
Before leaving, the emperor looked up at the sky. Why was it so gloomy this afternoon? He thought it was going to rain, and the weather was not good. He frowned deeply, "Someone, hold an umbrella for me! Go to Concubine Shugui's place."
"Yes!" The father-in-law quickly asked someone to bring an umbrella.
This day is indeed unusual.
The wind is hot and stuffy, and I always feel uneasy.
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On the other side, Xie Zhizhi met Jing 괗 on the way to the palace.
The other party could not see her. Jing was still dressed as a woman, carrying a vegetable basket with a dozen eggs in it, blending perfectly into the market. She stood by the roadside and watched the Xie family's concubines being shackled and handcuffed by the police.
There was no end to the long line of exiles.
Is Jing looking for her?
She heard the people talking in low voices and shaking their heads.
"How pitiful! To be exiled a thousand kilometers to a wasteland!"
"You don't have to walk halfway. You'd die of exhaustion and hunger if you walked a thousand kilometers, right? You'd just get sick and die."
"It's much more tiring than just chopping a head!"
"That's not the case. If you die, there's nothing left."
"It's really great! Xie Yuwen relied on his father being the Imperial Censor to rob so many women!"
"How could the general do such a stupid thing! Alas, a famous general is gone just like that!"
The common people hated the eldest son of the Imperial Censor's family, and they took rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs and threw them on their heads to vent their anger.
"Bear with it! You won't see the eggs anymore! Lick them more!"
"Pah! You're the one getting all the rotten vegetable leaves!"
Xie Yuwen's face was covered with smelly egg liquid and egg shells. He had never suffered such humiliation before. His eyes were full of resentment and he turned to look at his father. Xie Xiaohu said nothing. The father and son exchanged glances and endured the humiliation.
Xie Zongyi's cousin Xie Mengcun was a third-rank military minister in his forties, in charge of the selection of military officers and military registers. He had enjoyed an extremely successful career and had never imagined that he would be exiled in this way. His face was dark as he sat at the bottom of the pot, and he gnashed his teeth in anger as he faced insults and abuse.
Xie Xiaohu and Xie Mengcun were both waiting for the left and right prime ministers to save them, so they just remained silent.
Little did they know that hundreds of people in the Xie family were in a miserable situation. They had not received any news and could not pack up anything. From then on, they had to embark on a road of fleeing famine, drinking river water and eating nothing.
The women could not hold back their anger and cried loudly.
“It’s unfair!”
"It's not your fault!"
"Shut up! If you keep making noise, you'll be sent to the military camp to be a military prostitute! If you don't want to die, then behave yourself!" The escort glared at him fiercely.
The women were most afraid of becoming military prostitutes, so they immediately stopped talking.
The family members and servants of the nine clans of the Xie family were in a daze, their faces pale, as they walked along the sand-paved road, leaving the imperial city and heading towards the wasteland.
No matter how you cry out for injustice, the matter is settled.
The people said that despite their disgust, the escorts were twice as many as them, and they were very aggressive, holding black sticks and hurrying them along.
Xie Zhizhi saw that behind the long team were the servants and guards of the general's mansion, as well as the elderly housekeeper.
Within three days, if they have the chance to awaken their divine powers, they should be able to resist and there is no need to rescue them ourselves. Now the situation is still peaceful, so it is not appropriate to rescue them all, otherwise it will harm them.
In the space, she used the brush and ink she had just collected to write a sentence on the paper, controlling the space to get closer to the scene.
When Jing 괗 was looking ahead, he took the opportunity to put it on the other person's collar, and 꺳 moved away from the scene.
Jing Xiao was sensitive to the foreign object on her collar. As a secret guard, she naturally touched her neck and found it was a piece of paper. She coughed twice to cover it, quickly moved away from the crowd, took it down, and slowly opened it in the corner of a remote alley.
[Sister, see you in the little house at 10 pm. ]
Yes, Miss!