Exiled after the marriage? My elder sister sent me to the throne!

The officer saw her like this and smiled.

Escorting exiles was the lowest level job. They had to be out in the open every day, sleeping in the open air and eating and drinking. Most of the money they collected had to be distributed among the ministers in the court. Therefore, their greatest pleasure came from these once prominent families.

When they are miserable, he is happy.

Happiness should be built on the suffering of others.

Jiang Qiu walked back dejectedly.

Dai Hongmei, who was about to give the official money to buy something, walked past her and bumped her hard with her shoulder.

Jiang Qiu was holding Yao'er and was caught off guard. He staggered and took several quick steps before he managed to steady himself.

"How are you?" Lu Ce asked, leaning on his crutches.

Jiang Qiu's anger rose suddenly, "Hold Yao'er."

After giving the child to him, Jiang Qiu rolled up his sleeves and strode towards Dai Hongmei.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, you think she is a sick cat, right?

Dai Hongmei saw that she was so aggressive that she quickly ran towards Lu Guangzong. Jiang Qiu waved his forearm and strode towards her. He grabbed her and threw her to the ground. He quickly sat on her and slapped her twice: "It's bad enough that you go crazy and find trouble every day, but you dare to push me? I'll let you push me!"

The others were dumbfounded by how tough Jiang Qiu was.

She is the daughter of the Prime Minister's family and looks weak and delicate, but how come she is so fierce in a fight, no different from a shrew.

“Ahhh, Jiang Qiu, you bitch, stop it, or I’ll make you pay!” Dai Hongmei kicked hard with her legs and tried to pull away with her hands, looking funny and embarrassed, but with zero lethality.

The more she scolded, the harder Jiang Qiu fanned her!

Dai Hongmei was slapped so hard that she saw stars and panicked. She shouted, "Cousin, please come and save me! I'm about to be beaten to death by this crazy woman."

Lu Guangzong, who was just watching from the sidelines, was so angry at seeing her being bullied by a weak girl like Jiang Qiu that he wanted to leave with his sleeves thrown out, not caring at all about his wife's red and swollen face.

Dai Hongmei caught a glimpse of his back out of the corner of her eye and felt sad.

Instead, it was her daughter Lu Zhaodi who anxiously called out to the officer: "Sir, someone is beating my mother."

The officer looked over, and Jiang Qiu shook her hands. Slapping was really physically demanding. She stood up and warned Dai Hongmei condescendingly: "If you mess with me again, I won't let you taste the pig's head next time. I'll let you see what your bald head looks like."

After saying those harsh words, Jiang Qiu came to Lu Ce and hugged Yaoer in her arms again. This was her little treasury and she couldn't leave it easily.

Lu Ce looked at her and said, "You're quite good at fighting."

"Just average, third in the world." Jiang Qiu said modestly.

"Who's first and second?"

"You don't even understand my words of modesty." Jiang Qiu looked disdainful, and holding Yao'er, he found a flat stone to sit on.

Lu Ce: “…”

How humble of you.

Seeing Jiang Qiu's personality change drastically, Qian came to her side reluctantly, opening and closing her mouth until the officials came back, then she said softly: "Qiu Niang, you are a girl, don't be so violent."

"Mom, that's not called violence, that's called strategic deterrence of the enemy." Jiang Qiu gave a noble name to the shrew's fighting method. Seeing that Qian Shi didn't react, he sighed slightly and pulled her down to sit: "Mom, don't worry, something like today will never happen again."

Qian was delighted: "Really?"

"Yes, I shouldn't be so meek. It's easy to be bullied if I just sit there and wait for death. I must take the initiative!" Jiang Qiu said seriously.

“No, no, no.” Qian was so frightened that she waved her hands in panic: “Let’s not take the initiative to provoke them.”

"Mom, don't be afraid. I know what I'm doing. I see the officer is back, so I'll go get some food." Jiang Qiu got up to get the brown rice and asked the officer to help cook it.

Qian looked worried and asked Lu Ce, "Qiu Niang has become wild, what should we do?"

"Good."

Lu Ce felt that what Jiang Qiu said made sense.

Sitting still and waiting for death will make you vulnerable to bullying.

It’s hard to guard against.

You have to take the initiative to fight back in order to survive.

Lu Ce narrowed his eyes slightly. His father had told him to "serve the country with loyalty" since he was young. He firmly believed that the emperor trusted him and would not believe the slander of many ministers in the court. He even wrote the words "loyalty" and "righteousness" with his own strength, but the result was that his whole family was confiscated and exiled.

Lu Ce didn't know whether his father had ever doubted His Majesty or whether he had ever thought of overthrowing the court, but what his father had done over the years was to work hard to become the patron saint of Dongliang.

Do everything you can to find a glimmer of hope for the whole family.

When the new emperor wanted to kill him, all the people knelt together, leaving him to linger on. Lu Ce tightly grasped the cane in his hand, with veins bulging.

"Fifth Brother!" A clear female voice interrupted Lu Ce's memories. He looked over and saw Jiang Qiu waving at him with a smile: "Come and help me move the rice."

Lu Ce suppressed the hatred surging in his heart and stepped forward to help her carry a small bag.

"Let's go, why are you standing there?" Jiang Qiu frowned in confusion.

"Nothing, how much is this rice?"

"Ten taels. Later, take a pound of rice and ask the official to help you cook it. I'll give you one tael of silver." Jiang Qiu has no small change at the moment. A silver ingot is like a hundred-yuan bill. Once it's broken up, it's gone in an instant.

"it is good."

Because they can eat a pound of brown rice, the family of four can finally feel a little full, at least they can feel that there is something in their stomachs.

Jiang Qiu, who was so comfortable that he sighed, happened to see the old man sitting in the prison car. He was eating a bowl of sticky white rice!

Is that rice?

Do not!

No, that's gold!

Jiang Qiu rubbed his cheeks that were swollen from eating brown rice, and swallowed his saliva towards the bowl of white rice, "White rice."

Seeing Lu Ce's grandparents, she should have shared the same hatred with Lu Ce, but her eyes could not help but fall on the white rice. Every grain of the white rice was so crystal clear and adorable that one could not wait to eat it.

"Saliva." Lu Ce reminded.

Jiang Qiu subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth and found it was dry. He glared at him unhappily and looked up at the white rice.

If the stomach can’t be full, can’t the eyes be full too? !

Lu Ce: "Do you want to buy a bowl too?"

"I'm crazy. A bowl of white rice costs three taels of silver. What kind of rice should I eat? I might as well eat the silver." Jiang Qiu thought about the outrageous prices.

"That's all."

Lu Ce saw from the corner of his eye that his niece had finished eating, so he poured some of the porridge in his bowl to her.

Since he was exiled, he would give her some food, and Qian was used to it, but Lu Mingyue still said seriously: "Thank you, little uncle."

"Eat it." Lu Ce didn't even know what to be thankful for just a few grains of rice.

"roll!!!"

A loud shout was heard and everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

That person was Lu Guangzong.

Lu Guangzong pointed at Dai Hongmei's face and cursed: "What else can you do except causing trouble for me all day long? You are a country bumpkin. If it weren't for me, you would be able to enjoy a good life. When your family is so short of money, you still want to eat porridge. Don't you think about whether you deserve it or not!"

Lu Guangzong snatched her porridge, pushed her down, drank the two bowls of porridge himself, and said, "What the hell, it's so disgusting."