The divine doctor's concubine emptied the palace and went into exile

"Oh my god! Why is it so cold?"

"I'm freezing to death. I'm freezing to death."

The prisoners kept rubbing their hands and arms, and their faces were blue with cold.

Zhang Hu handed them over to the officers and soldiers in the exile area.

"Oh, it seems you didn't suffer much during this exile, you look good!" Zhao Junyi said with a smile: "I remember that when you came last time, your face didn't look much better than the prisoners."

Zhang Hu nodded. Not only were they living well, but the number of prisoners who survived was the highest among all the prisoners. In the past, not even half of them would survive, but this time, more than 80% of them survived. This was all thanks to Shang Ruoyi.

"Where are the people from Dingguo Palace?"

Zhang Hu pointed in the direction of Shang Ruoyi. Zhao Junyi narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the continuous orders from above, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

"Since we are so close, I will give you a piece of advice," Zhang Hu said in a low voice, "In the Dingguo Palace, don't mess with anyone except the second wife."

"Oh? Why is that?" Zhao Junyi was worrying about how to deal with this group of people and which order to obey.

"I don't need to tell you how brave and good at fighting the Prince of Ding is. In the whole Tianshun, even a three-year-old child knows about this general."

"Of course." Zhao Junyi sighed, "Back then, I worked under him. Although it was only for a month, he was still my old master."

Zhang Hu heard this and said quickly, "He was the master before, and now he must be worshipped as the master."

After hearing what he said, Zhao Junyi had an idea in mind.

"And Shang Ruoyi, although she is a concubine's daughter of the prime minister's mansion, she has more than the legitimate daughter." He gestured with a silver and whispered, "I don't think she is a useless chess piece of Shang Xiangye. On the day of exile, Shang Xiangye personally went to the city gate."

Zhao Junyi was slightly surprised. Why was this different from the information he had received?

But thinking of what the prince's confidant said about Shang Ruoyi, he said in a deep voice: "It seems that no one is allowed to move!"

"Don't worry about the second branch, they have been separated from the He family."

Zhao Junyi looked at the second wife who were almost curled up in a ball due to the cold, and then looked at the He family members whose servants were wearing cotton clothes. Even a fool could see the difference.

Everyone felt very troubled when looking at the extremely desolate exile place.

"Oh my, with this kind of soil, nothing can survive! Even thorn balls can't survive."

There were many farmers with rich farming experience among the exiled prisoners, and when they said this, people became even more discouraged.

By chance, two men in extremely ragged clothes walked by, holding an old pickaxe in one hand and two very small potatoes in the other. They sighed and said, "We are lucky today. We can still find two potatoes. We have to save them. They can still last for a few days."

Another person nodded and said, "Hey, if I can't pay the taxes by the end of the year, I'm afraid I'll get beaten up again."

This piece of land is taxed? What can we pay with?

Is it the wind and sand here?

At this time, Zhao Junyi came over and said in a deep voice: "I believe you should also know that after this exile, people who come here want to go back, that's absolutely impossible!" He paused, looked at He Jingheng, and said in a slow tone: "It's probably impossible, so just serve your sentence here honestly and work hard. If you can't pay the taxes by the end of the year, you will have a hard time!"

People looked at the whip in his hand and were too scared to say a word. But the man just now said it and gave him a severe beating!

The next step is to assign accommodation.

There are some earthen buildings here, and most of them are about to collapse, while the rest are houses that have already collapsed.

"Oh my God, how can people live here! Even the lowest-ranking servants in the mansion live better than this!" Zhang pinched her nose and her eyes widened.

She never expected that the residence in this exile place would be so shabby.

Not only her, but everyone felt that the future was bleak.

No food, no water, no place to live, what’s the difference between this and dying?

Zhao Junyi pointed at the houses that were about to collapse and said, "You can choose from here. They are all the same size."

Seeing this, Zhang decisively ran towards one of the houses, and He Jinghe followed closely behind.

After all, it hasn't collapsed yet, right? Let's just stay here for now.

The houses are separated by fences, and the yards are not big, so only a small amount of vegetables can be grown.

But the soil here is poor. Not to mention crops like vegetables which have extremely high requirements for soil quality, even sweet potatoes are extremely difficult to grow, so the size of the courtyard is not important.

But these houses are too small for the He family.

Zhao Junyi thought for a moment and said, "Either you can separate into several families, or you can go to the east end of the village. There is a huge courtyard, but the houses there are all thatched houses, not even earthen houses. Now the weather is getting colder, you have to think carefully."

"Sir, how big is that house? Please take us to have a look!" She took out a silver ingot and quietly put it in his hand: "Thank you, sir."

Zhao Junyi had to dig up at least ten taels of silver.

He smiled with satisfaction: "Let's go!"

When she arrived at the courtyard, Shang Ruoyi was shocked. How could this be a courtyard? This was clearly a manor house. There was actually a small hill in the courtyard.

This was just what she wanted.

Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "That's it!"

The He family looked at the thatched house swaying in the wind, and a chill ran through their hearts.

The so-called exile means coming here to be farmers, but they are different from ordinary farmers and their status is lower than that of farmers.

Farmers could take part in the imperial examinations, and many children from poor families changed their social status through the examinations. However, exiles could not do so. They were criminals, and criminals were not eligible to take part in the examinations. If they were not pardoned, their ancestors would be criminals for generations, and they would not even have the chance to work as servants in wealthy families, and could only farm.

In addition, they were not allowed to leave the place of exile without permission. The place of exile was a village under a border town in Qingzhou, which was basically full of exiled criminals.

Moreover, they had no land and had to reclaim wasteland on their own. In the autumn of the following year, they would have to pay taxes. Shang Ruoyi specifically asked what they had to pay.

"We usually grow some potatoes here, and if the weather is good, we can also grow some corn."

Zhao Junyi told her to try not to grow vegetables because they would not survive.

"Sir, can we hire someone to build a house?" Shang Ruoyi's words gave everyone in Dingguo Palace a glimmer of hope. Yes! Just hire someone to build a house. Why live in a thatched house?

"Of course you can, but if you want to build a house, you will need a lot of money." But seeing how generous they are, they must have a lot of money on them.

When it comes to money, they become like deflated balls.

Where did they get the money to carry out such a hasty search?

"Sir, as long as you don't leave Qingzhou, it's okay to go to town, right?"

Zhao Junyi nodded: "Normally speaking, only one person from each household can go to town in a day. Your family has a large number of people, so the maximum number cannot exceed four."

"Thank you, sir."