Confiscated property and exiled? I and the charlatan prince are competing against each other

Glancing at the angry expressions on everyone's faces towards him, Ma Zi felt contempt in his heart.

So what if he is from a wealthy and powerful family? He usually looks down on them. Now that he has committed a crime and relies on him for food, he still wants to continue to be so stubborn?

This was not the first time that Ma Zi had escorted a team of exiles.

Today is only the second day of exile, so he has plenty of patience.

We also know that these nobles cannot endure hardship. When they are extremely hungry, many of them will sell their wives and daughters.

After each person finished eating half a bag of steamed buns, Ma Zi picked up the remaining half bag and shook it: "If you are not full, come and exchange it yourself."

"Who wants to exchange for this steamed bread that can kill people?" Jiang Qingyue said angrily, and she threw the half steamed bread in her hand away.

A child saw her throw away the steamed bread and approached carefully: "Sister, are you really not going to eat it? If you don't want to eat it, I'll pick it up."

Jiang Qingyue saw that the child had dark skin, was as thin as a stick, and had a sour smell on his body. She immediately covered her mouth and waved her hand in disgust: "Not even a dog would eat it, and you should stay away from me too."

"Thank you, sister." The child didn't care about Jiang Qingyue's words. He quickly picked up the half steamed bread and ran back.

She carefully handed the steamed bread to the thin and sickly-looking woman: "Auntie, there is another half steamed bread, eat it quickly."

"Ayue, you haven't eaten anything all day. How can this be okay?" Qu Shaohui looked at her with disapproval.

Jiang Qingyue curled her lips and said, "Mom, didn't Jiang Yining go out in a carriage?"

"With the Golden Feather Guards following her, she definitely won't dare to run away." As she spoke, Jiang Qingyue thought of the meat they had eaten last night.

Although Jiang Yiming cooked it into a stew, the food itself tasted delicious because of the good ingredients.

Thinking about it now, it still makes her swallow her saliva.

"Grandma is here. She still has to take care of her parents. She will definitely buy some food."

As he said that, Jiang Yining snatched the steamed bread from Qu Shaohui's hand: "Don't eat this, wait for Jiang Yining to come back and eat something delicious."

As he finished speaking, the sound of a carriage was heard in the distance.

Jiang Qingyue stood up in surprise and looked, only to see a simple horse-drawn carriage.

Fortunately, the people from the Golden Wing Guard were traveling with the carriage, and Jiang Qingyue determined at a glance that Jiang Yining had returned.

Sure enough, as the carriage approached and stopped, Jiang Yining got off the carriage and took out a bag.

Seeing Jiang Yining entering the exile team, Jiang Qingyue quickly ran over and reached out to grab the bag, but Jiang Yining turned around and easily dodged it.

"Give it to me." Jiang Qingyue looked unfriendly and pretended to snatch it again.

"Is it yours? Why should I give it to you?" Jiang Yining sneered and walked past her to the second room of the Jiang family.

"Mom and Dad, I bought meat dumplings and steamed buns." Jiang Yining said, and only opened half of the bundle to let the people from the second branch of the Jiang family take them themselves.

Seeing that Jiang Yining had indeed brought back food, Jiang Qingyue hurriedly squeezed into the resting area of the second branch of the Jiang family.

Before Jiang Yiqi could reach out, he reached out his hand, but was slapped away by Jiang Yining: "Don't touch my things."

"Jiang Yining!" Jiang Qingyue was furious. She turned around and saw that Old Madam Jiang was still sitting on the side without any food. She curled her lips and sneered, "Why are you so fierce? Grandma has been hungry all day. I am just giving it to her."

"Can't I do it myself without hands?" Jiang Yining sneered.

As she spoke, she gave Old Mrs. Jiang three meat buns.

Under the expectant gazes of the other branches of the Jiang family, he tied the bundle tightly.

"I want to eat buns, I want to eat meat buns!" Jiang Congrui, the youngest son of the eldest wife, immediately became unhappy.

Jiang Congrui is 11 years old this year. He is extremely favored in the Jiang family and usually eats the best.

Height of 1.5 meters and weight of 120 pounds.

Standing in front of Jiang Yining, he was like a short and thick wall.