The concubine enters the palace? The princess empties the palace and goes into exile with the baby

The old woman has lived here for fifty or sixty years. She is almost buried, so it is better for her not to go around making trouble.

Song Yao respected the old woman's wishes, but was worried that she could not live alone. Before leaving, Song Yao gave her 100 kilograms of rice, 100 kilograms of flour, and some vegetables.

In addition, she had taught her how to use kudzu root and fern root yesterday. As long as she worked harder, it would be enough to support her until the day she died.

Song Yao and others did not continue to persuade the old woman. They set off after breakfast.

Fortunately, they now know that there is another way to go to Shuzhou, otherwise they would have to move those stones to pass.

In the carriage in front, Su Zhen looked at Song Yao, "Ayao, who killed that old man?"

Song Yao pinched her brows and looked at Su Zhen, "Mom, how would I know?"

Song Mingxuan said, "Mother, we all speculated that it was Song Jiaqi and his group, because they were the closest and most likely to steal the food we gave them."

Song Yuanbai frowned and glanced at Song Mingxuan, "Mingxuan, don't talk nonsense without evidence."

Song Mingxuan curled his lips. "The villagers in other villages have all fled the famine. Even if there are some who stayed, they are all elderly people. They don't know that we gave food to the old man. Although some people in the village saw it, they can't tell the news, right? He is so old and almost dead. He can't steal the food we gave him, right? So this is most likely done by Song Jiaqi and his men."

Song Qing leaned against the carriage and said, "Before, my uncle and his men came to steal our food. People who do it once will do it again. There is no need for you to excuse them."

Song Yuanbo frowned and said, "I asked you to provide evidence. You can't just accuse someone without any evidence."

Su Zhen said, "Unless you know they did it, it's better not to say anything."

Song Zizhou said helplessly, "We all speculate that they did it, but no one saw it, so there's no evidence. But I believe that God sees what people do, and one day they will be punished."

Song Yao didn't care about this matter anymore. She looked at E Yu and smiled, "Sister-in-law, is Tiger Boy asleep?"

E Yu smiled gently, "Yes, this little guy really sleeps well. Look, even though the carriage is so bumpy, he can still sleep so soundly."

Song Yao laughed, "At his age now, he loves to sleep the most. He can sleep for several hours a day. Sometimes, I really envy him."

E Yu continued to smile, "I envy you too."

Song Yuanbai said, "Since you all think they did it, why don't you just go and question them?"

Song Zizhou said calmly, "They are so shameless. If you question them, do you think they will admit it? Don't be ridiculous. Even if you put a knife to their necks, they won't admit it."

Song Qing frowned and looked at Song Zizhou, "Brother Zizhou, are we just going to let it go like this? That was a life, and he died because of us."

Song Zizhou also wanted to bring them to justice, but in the absence of any evidence, he had no choice.

From now on, we can only wait and see what God will do.

Song Yao, who had been silent, suddenly said, "They can't catch prey, and they don't have money to buy food. Next, they will steal again. If they set up camp or live in someone's house in the future, we will send two people to monitor them. When they are caught red-handed, they will have no way to defend themselves."

Song Mingxuan nodded, "That's a good idea. Let's just wait and see."

Song Yao just curled her lips and smiled without saying anything.

……

The carriage had been traveling for half a day when Song Zizhou, who was riding in front, suddenly stopped. As soon as he stopped, the coachman in front also stopped.

Song Yao frowned. She walked behind the curtain and after opening it, she saw more than a dozen villagers standing in front of Song Zizhou.

There were old ones, young ones, and seven or eight young people.

They looked dusty and there was not a single good spot on their clothes.

Song Zizhou didn't dismount. He asked directly, "Old man, what are you doing?"

An old man in gray linen clothes walked up to Song Zizhou. He had white hair and his face was covered with wrinkles from time. He was leaning on a wooden stick and was hunched over. Song Zizhou frowned when he saw him.

The old man said in a weathered voice, "Young man, did the mine ahead collapse?"

Hearing this, Song Zizhou seemed to understand.

He nodded, "Yes, old man. You are?"

When the old man heard what Song Zizhou said, his crutch began to tremble.

A young man came forward from the back and looked at Song Zizhou and said, "Our relatives have been working in that mine for half a year, and there has been no news from them. That's why we all came here to look for them."

At this time, another old woman came up and asked, "Young man, how are those people in the mine now?"

Song Zizhou frowned and clenched his teeth. He couldn't describe the scene to them because it was too tragic.

Seeing that Song Zizhou remained silent, they probably understood what he meant and all burst into tears.

Song Zizhou frowned and said, "Old man, we still have to hurry on our way. Please let us go."

The old man nodded and stood by the roadside.

Song Zizhou reined in his horse and continued walking forward.

After walking for a while, he turned his head to look at the old man and others standing in the distance.

In such a famine year, everyone was hungry, but they had also lost their loved ones. The last straw had been cut, and they really didn’t know how they would survive in the future.

Song Zizhou turned around and shook his head helplessly.

They kept on traveling until the sun set, and then they chose a piece of wilderness and flat land to set up camp.

Song Yao got off the carriage, and Feng Yingying walked up to her. "Ayao, you're already in your tummy now, isn't it time to tell your parents?"

Song Yao frowned and looked at her belly. She was wearing loose clothes now, so her belly could not be seen.

But she also knew that after seven or eight months, it would be impossible to hide it.

She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yingying, "I'll find a chance to tell them."

Feng Yingying nodded. Seeing Song Dongdong and Song Fanfan fighting, Feng Yingying's eyes became fierce and she shouted, "Dongdong, Fanfan, you two are not allowed to fight!"

"I'll go for a while." Feng Yingying glanced at Song Yao and left.

Song Yao folded her hands, turned around, and saw Song Jiaqi and others rushing over.

Song Jiaqi also saw Song Yao.

The two looked at each other, and Song Jiaqi's eyes showed a hint of obvious provocation.