Quickly wear a life of peace

This is just a small village, there are not many ingredients, and everyone just eats simple farm meals.

After the meal, the officials took turns to rest in the carriage sponsored by the Song family.

The exiled people began to exchange food and daily necessities with the villagers.

A backpack for carrying things, a water bag for drinking water, shoes with thousand-layer soles, and the most important thing is food.

However, the things in the small village are not complete. The reason why they can exchange things is that sometimes someone passes by and asks them to exchange things. The villagers will specially take some time to make more of these commonly used things.

The conditions were harsh, and those former nobles could not help but complain, which made the escorting officers impatient, so they whipped a few people before they quieted down.

After all, on the road of exile, it is already very good to have something to eat, what else do you want?

The exile team set off again, and everyone struggled forward in the cold wind.

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise from the front, and Jia asked Song Jiyang to go to the front to check what was going on.

It turned out that Xie Laoba, a bastard of the Xie family, had somehow fallen into the mud pit.

Everyone came forward to help, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out.

Because the man was wearing shackles, it was difficult for him to protect himself when he fell, and when he was pulled up, he was only breathing his last breath.

Wang Dahu cursed angrily, took off his shackles, and asked the people from the Xie family to carry him and continue walking.

No one from the Xie family came to ask for medicine, and Jia Shi didn't ask anyone to send any. It seemed that no one cared whether this man could survive or not.

However, this accident made everyone feel even more depressed. The road ahead is still long, and no one knows what kind of difficulties and dangers they will encounter.

After walking hard for an entire afternoon in the afterglow of the setting sun, they finally completed the journey and arrived at a post station, exhausted and covered in dust and sweat.

After Xie Laoba fell on the road and was injured, he eventually died.

Near the post station, his breathing gradually weakened, and finally he died and fell in the cold wind.

As night fell, the lights of the post station flickered in the darkness.

Everyone entered the inn with heavy hearts, they needed to rest and recover their strength.

Once inside the post station, the convicts' shackles were taken off, leaving them in handcuffs so they could rest.

The meal was a steamed bun for each person. There was plenty of water, but only one bowl of hot water. If you wanted to drink more, you had to get it yourself.

After the steamed bread was distributed, everyone was moved to the large bunk bed and the door was locked.

The Song family rented a small courtyard, which made it more comfortable to live in and convenient for washing and grooming.

They also rented a yard for the people from the escort agency to live in, and asked the postmaster to send some food and hot water.

Jia was worried about her son, so she asked Song Ji Yang to buy some good wine and food for the officials. The officials agreed to put Song Changgeng in the yard they rented, but they would not remove the shackles.

Song Changgeng knew the rules, so he thanked the officers and followed Song Jiyang to the courtyard.

Wang and Zhao hurriedly prepared some food. Song Jihong went to the kitchen of the post station and paid the cook to boil some hot water. After dinner, everyone washed themselves and soaked their feet to relieve fatigue.

Someone died on the first day of the journey, and everyone was in a heavy mood. Fortunately, they had consumed a lot of energy, so they fell into a deep sleep without having time to think too much.

Early in the morning, before everyone woke up, the cook at the post station started to work.

The food in the morning was better, with rice porridge and pickles, plenty of hot water, and enough dry rations for everyone, which tasted much better. This was all because the prisoners spent money collectively yesterday, so they were treated so well today.

As soon as the meal was ready, everyone was woken up and hurried to eat and get on the road, in order to avoid being slow again like yesterday and missing their place to stay that night.

Jia was so reluctant to see her son suffer that she almost couldn't hold back her tears.

Song Changgeng felt bad, but there was nothing he could do. "Mom, we only have two days left! When we are far away, we can spend some money and ask the officials to remove the shackles. Then I can ride in the carriage and don't have to walk anymore."

Jia also understood that she was just feeling sad because she loved her son.

Today's journey was relatively smooth, nothing went wrong, and we arrived at the post station on time despite our haste.

Today the convicts learned their lesson and gave money to the postmaster, asking him to prepare better meals and provide hot water.

But there are still thousands of miles to go, and who knows how many post stations they will have to pass through, and also not sure whether they have enough silver.

After walking for three days, we finally reached a larger town.

The post station here is also relatively large, with many courtyards and rooms.

Although the weather is still cold, everyone is walking on foot, exposed to the wind and sun, and their bodies are dirty and uncomfortable.

Here we are, finally there is a place, and we are all willing to spend a little more money and tidy ourselves up.

The officials and the postmaster received more money this time, so they nodded happily and removed the shackles and handcuffs.

But they came one by one, and there were two people guarding the door.

Song Ji Yang's wife, Ms. Sun, had been sitting in a horse-drawn carriage for several days and felt uncomfortable from the shaking. Her morning sickness, which had almost healed, became worse again.

Jia did not dare to be negligent, fearing that something might happen to her granddaughter-in-law and the baby in her belly, so she quickly invited Imperial Physician Zhou.

Fortunately, it’s nothing serious, I just need to move around more.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this result.

Song Qingning took the opportunity to suggest that his elder brother take his elder sister-in-law out for a walk, and of course he would also go with them.

The granddaughter-in-law was fine, and Jia was relaxed and in the mood to joke. She tapped Song Qingning's forehead and scolded him with a smile. "You little rascal, I think you want to go out and play, right?"

After saying this, he started laughing first, and the others followed suit.

Good brother Song Jihong quickly interrupted to defend his sister, "Grandma, your grandson also wants to go out for a walk. Let your grandson take Qingning out for a walk."

Song Jichang also said that he felt very uncomfortable after staying in the carriage for a few days and wanted to go out for a walk.

Jia didn't try to stop them. "Okay, okay, you've been working hard these past few days. Let's go out for a walk and have a look."

"Thank you, grandma." The younger generations looked at each other and thanked her in unison.

So, Song Jiyang took Sun, and Song Jihong took Song Qingning and Song Jichang out of the post station together.

They walked on the streets of the town, feeling the lively atmosphere. In just a few days, they felt as if several years had passed, and they felt a little melancholy.

Song Qingning looked around excitedly and ran over to take a look when he saw something interesting.

She hasn't been able to shop so freely on the street for a long time. She really misses it!

Song Jihong and Song Jichang followed behind her, protecting her carefully.

Sun and Song Ji Yang walked slowly hand in hand, enjoying this rare relaxing moment.

Feeling the hustle and bustle of life on the street, the depressed mood of many days seemed to disappear.