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

When everyone arrived at the post station and Jiang Yining got off the carriage, she found that the exiled prisoners looked at her strangely, even with hatred.

Not only that, even Gu Li and his companions were ostracized by the exiled prisoners.

Although on weekdays, the relationship between these prisoners cannot be said to be close, as they all live their own lives.

After all, they traveled more than sixty miles a day, exhausted and still not full, so naturally they had no energy to intrigue. Unlike now, they showed obvious rejection of Gu Li and his group.

"People who are hated by others are unpopular wherever they go." Jiang Qingyue gloated when she found out that the exiled prisoners didn't like Gu Li and the others.

Old Mrs. Wu was walking slowly in the team, and when they entered the post station, she wanted to sleep on a large bunk bed, but she could only share a room with Gu Li's family, who were also walking slowly and came behind.

She immediately cried and made a scene: "My Lord, I dare not go with them."

"What if I fall asleep and another group of assassins comes in the middle of the night and think they have killed me by mistake?" The corpses piled in the carriage tonight are still echoing in Mrs. Wu's mind.

She hugged Wu Tianbao with a broken heart and said in fear, "My little grandson is so pitiful. He is only seven years old and his father is gone. If he encounters an assassin again, how will our Wu family survive? This will make our Wu family extinct."

"Okay, stop making noise." Wang Dashan felt a headache when he heard the crying.

Besides, those assassins came to kill Prince Chen, and Gu Li’s family was only the Princess Chen’s maternal relatives, so how could they be in any danger?

However, although what Mrs. Wu said was outrageous, it still gave Wang Dashan a reminder.

If those assassins really tried every possible means to kill Shi Henian and were prepared to threaten Princess Chen's family, it might really affect his exile team.

Although it doesn't matter if a few people die in the exile team, this mission also requires living people. It is impossible to have more than a hundred people in the exile team, but only a dozen left when they reach Lingnan.

What's the point of exile? It would be better to behead them all at the beginning and save time and energy.

Considering that these large bunk beds were adjacent to each other, the officials also had to sleep inside the room.

Wang Dashan was really worried that an assassin would break into the house and kill all the prisoners.

He looked at Gu Li and the others and said, "You guys shouldn't sleep on the big bunk bed. Rest in the pavilion instead."

In fact, they charged for sleeping in a large dormitory, two copper coins per person.

Quilts were rented for two hundred taels a night. To prevent the prisoners from catching a cold at night, they had to pay to sleep in a large dormitory.

The pavilion is also prepared for exiled prisoners and is free of charge.

It's windy on all sides, just like sleeping in the wild.

"Sir, it's not like we don't want to pay, so why can't we sleep on the big bunk bed?" Jiang Yiming was dissatisfied.

"What if the assassins you hired accidentally hurt my grandson?" Old Mrs. Wu glared, "My Tianbao is only seven years old. How can he bear this shock?"

"Who doesn't have children? My brother is only six years old." Jiang Yiming pulled Jiang Yiqi over to show him.

Wu Tianbao had a fierce look on his face and glared at Jiang Yiqi fiercely.

He hated this brother to death.

On weekdays, I can only eat steamed corn bread.

Why is it that this little brat can eat steamed buns and greasy cakes every day, can ride in a carriage when traveling during the day, and has a warm quilt to sleep under at night?

The carriage was not there today, so Jiang Yiqi followed the exile team by himself. When he could not walk anymore, his two brothers took turns carrying him.

Moreover, Wu Tianbao noticed that there was sugar in the small cloth bag on Jiang Yiqi's body, and he could even smell the sweetness.

At the same time, he also saw Jiang Yiqi take out some snacks from a small cloth bag and feed them to his brother who was carrying him on his back.

Why!

They are all children. How can a little brat like Jiang Yiqi have so much to eat?