My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

The voices around him echoed: "That's right, it's already this hour, who are you trying to fool with these empty words?"

"They've been exiled to the northwest. They're paralyzed. It's doubtful they can even sit up, let alone crawl. Where can they crawl?"

"It's true that I have lofty ambitions. Even without such ambitions, I wouldn't be able to get involved in treason!"

"The Third Prince has been sentenced to imprisonment, with no chance of pardon, and three generations forbidden from leaving the country. Yet her man still wants to stand up. How can he have such a dream?"

……

They are all sarcastic words.

Liu Sisi didn't expect that her confession didn't move anyone.

He lowered his head to look at Fu Zhiming.

Fu Zhiming looked at her with a complicated expression, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Zhao sneered, "Alright, I've done my best. From now on, the mountains are high and the road is long. Take care of yourselves!"

After saying that, he called Lun Ge'er and was about to go back.

When Lun Ge'er passed by Fu Zhiming, he looked at him with a complicated expression, but didn't say anything. He followed Zhao and left without looking back.

The concubines looked at each other and suddenly came to their senses.

He hurriedly wrapped himself in the clothes Zhao had sent him.

Although the cotton jacket and trousers sent by Zhao looked inconspicuous, they were made of solid materials, which was obvious as soon as you put them on.

Several people wrapped their cotton jackets tightly and walked aside.

Not long after, officials and yamen runners came shouting that it was time to set off.

Those who came to see him off also wiped away their tears and said goodbye reluctantly.

Those who are about to set off are also busy packing up the things they have received, as these are the guarantee of their survival on the road.

Only Liu Sisi wanted to move Fu Zhiming onto the wheelbarrow. After trying for half a day, she couldn't even lift Fu Zhiming's body, let alone carry him up.

She was so anxious that she broke out in a sweat in the cold weather.

Seeing the official and yamen runner coming over with a whip, Liu Sisi became anxious and shouted at Aunt Huang and the others, "Why don't you come over and help?"

The concubines hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward. Two of them held the cart, and the remaining two and Liu Sisi worked together. One of them lifted the head, and the other two each lifted one leg. After a lot of effort, they finally lifted Fu Zhiming onto the cart.

Liu Sisi wiped the sweat off her forehead and signaled the two concubines to push Fu Zhiming away.

The officer came over and whipped Liu Sisi with a whip: "You guilty woman Liu, do you still want to cheat under my watch?"

The whip was so strong that it tore Liu Sisi's cotton jacket.

Liu Sisi felt pain and hurriedly rushed to take the wheelbarrow over.

She doesn't have much strength to begin with, and she was brought up in pampering, so how could she do this?

Before he could push the car out, it overturned and Fu Zhiming fell on his face again.

Seeing that the officials and yamen runners were about to whip her again, Liu Sisi could only beg a few concubines to help carry Fu Zhiming into the car.

Several times I got on the car, pushed it, and flipped it over...

Half an hour later, the team in front had walked two miles, but Liu Sisi and Fu Zhiming had not walked ten meters.

The officer went from being impatient at first to squatting on the side and making a bet with great interest, betting on how many more times Fu Zhiming had to fall before Liu Sisi could learn to push a wheelbarrow.

Far away at the city gate, Fu Zhijian watched this scene with a complicated expression.

Next to him is Fu Shan.

The two watched Fu Zhiming being thrown down countless times. Even though Fu Zhijian hated Fu Zhiming in his heart, he felt a little sympathy for him at this moment.

Liu Sisi pushed him to the northwest thousands of miles away. Why did it feel like at this rate, Fu Zhiming might not even live to leave the capital?

Fortunately, before it got dark, Liu Sisi finally thought of a way. She tore off Fu Zhiming's sweat towel, tore her skirt, tied Fu Zhiming to the wheelbarrow with a cloth strip, and then dragged the cart away.

Finally, he stumbled and followed to the end of the exile group.

Fu Zhijian let out a long sigh, "Alright, let's go back."

After speaking, he turned around.

Fu Shan said nothing and followed quietly behind.

After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, he briefly told the old Marquis what happened today. The old Marquis did not expect that Zhao would actually come to see him off and return the gifts.

The disgust towards Zhao was slightly reduced.

He warned: "Although Zhao is hateful, she has protected the two children. From now on, protect them more secretly."

Fu Zhijian nodded and nodded, then walked out.

Back in his own courtyard, he told Mrs. Hu about what he had seen and heard today. Suddenly, he was moved: "Looking at the look on Old Third's face today, I felt really happy, but somehow, I also felt a little sad and uncomfortable, as if I had been exiled before—"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Hu said hurriedly, "Pooh, pooh, pooh! Blow it away! Lord, don't say that! We are not the damned Third Brother. We are guarding this mansion and the children, and living a good life is the right thing to do."

At the same time, he turned to business: "The first month of the lunar year is almost over. Isn't it time to send the master and Concubine Guo back to the farm?"

A fierce look flashed across Fu Zhijian's eyes. "Of course! In the mansion, Concubine Guo has to be more cautious. Once we get to the farm, let them do whatever they want."

Fu Zhijian hated the eldest master deeply for what he had done a few days ago.

So when the eldest master was killed by Fu Zhiming, he was like a person who had suffered a stroke and was paralyzed. He was locked up in the same yard with Concubine Guo.

At first, Aunt Guo took good care of her for two days.

Fu Zhijian secretly leaked some information to Aunt Guo.

Only then did Aunt Guo realize that her son had been poisoned by the wine sent by the eldest master, causing him to become mute, disabled in all four limbs, and become a cripple.

That hatred in my heart!

Taking advantage of the fact that the master is now unable to speak, unable to move his hands and feet, and has no one else to serve him.

He tortured the master severely.

It was a very cold day, so the master was given cold water and cold tea, and the food was not stuffed into his mouth until it was completely cold and frozen into ice chips.

They won’t change their clothes even if they are dirty.

It was not until someone came that the master was washed briefly with cold water and then put on clean clothes.

In just a few days, the master became extremely thin.

Whenever someone came, Aunt Guo would cry to him and tell him that the master refused to eat or drink and was determined to die, and that she was really scared.

Within a few days, everyone in the mansion knew that the eldest master had suffered a stroke due to anger at the third master who had left the clan, and he didn't want to live anymore.

If Jin hadn't sent someone to warn Aunt Guo, asking her to restrain herself and not cause any death.

I’m afraid that the Marquis’ Mansion will have to hold a funeral before the end of the first month of the year.

Now that Fu Zhiming has also been exiled, it is really an eyesore for the eldest master to stay in the mansion.

Fu Zhijianjue might as well send the person to the farm and let the master and concubine Guo torture each other.

Now that the old marquis is no longer in charge, Fu Zhijian is the head marquis.

As soon as he gave the order, the next morning, the Marquis' Mansion arranged two carriages, and announced with great fanfare that they were sending the master to the farm to recuperate, and sent him away far away.

At this point, Fu Zhijian felt more relaxed and happy than ever before.

Who knew that excessive joy would lead to sorrow? A few days later, Fu Zhijian was reprimanded by the emperor in the court for a trivial matter and was ordered to go home and reflect on himself.

When the news reached the Marquis' Mansion, the whole place was thrown into chaos.

The old marquis was stunned for a long time, then heaved a long sigh and ordered, "Bring me a pen, I want to write a letter to Brother Yi!"