Ancient natural disasters, walking sideways in the maximum level space!

Wang's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Lu, spoke up. "Sir, it's not that the Third Miss doesn't want them to practice, but she looks down on us, saying it's a group of demons dancing wildly and bringing shame to the family. She doesn't want to practice with us, and she even said a lot of unpleasant things yesterday."

Wang suddenly raised her head and glared at Lu, "Lu Fu, you bitch, you...ah...it hurts..."

The officer whipped him and said, "Shut up! You brought this upon yourselves, and yet you're blaming others. If you delay our journey, I'll let you die here!"

Dafang was so frightened that she ran as fast as she could with her weak body. Old Mrs. Liu was also so frightened that she lay on the cart and dared not turn over.

The exile team continued to move forward, and without the Jiang family's eldest wife causing trouble, they moved much faster.

When the officials distributed black-faced steamed buns at noon, they specifically said that this was the last meal of dry food.

Starting from nightfall, the prisoners had to find their own food.

If you want to eat what the officials cook, give money.

Everyone was a little panicked, even though the officer had said last night that everyone would be responsible for their own food from now on.

But when you really face it, these were all high-ranking officials and businessmen in the past, and none of them had ever found food for themselves.

The second branch of the Jiang family and their maternal grandparents have money on hand, so they are not afraid. At worst, they can just spend money to buy it.

Some families don't have much money, but they can provide men and women, and the servants in the family are now all self-reliant.

Jiang Xue was not worried. She had money and kung fu. Although her skills were only mediocre, they were more than enough to catch a few pheasants and rabbits.

Jiang Yue was even happier because she could go out hunting and buy things.

Anyway, no one knows how much money she has, and now she has established a good relationship with the officials. Whether she will escape later depends on the situation.

When she wrote the book, it was because the original owner was very pitiful, with no money and no space, and had to fight alone.

I wanted to open up a new direction for her, so I wrote in the direction of natural disasters.

It is to give the original owner new choices.

But now she's here, with money, space, and connections. Why would she run away?

The eldest wife of the Jiang family was shocked to hear this news. She didn't hear it clearly last night, and then she had a fight with Liu and forgot about it.

Now that it was brought up again, they realized that they did not have much money and were not good at hunting.

Liu and Zhao are no longer with them, and that damn girl Jiang Yue has even said that she has nothing to do with them.

The servants have been disobedient since yesterday.

How to do?

Wouldn’t the whole family starve to death?!

Wang looked at her eldest son Jiang Jinzhou. Starting this morning, the men's shackles had been removed, and the hemp ropes on the women's hands had also been removed.

However, the shackles on the heads and collar bones of the men with kung fu skills were not removed. If Jiang Jinzhou had not had his collar bones locked, his family could have gone hunting.

However, the imperial court stipulated that men who practiced martial arts must lock their scapula, unless they gave up their martial arts skills.

Jiang Jinzhou's path was blocked, and she didn't dare ask the officials to remove her scapula. Wouldn't that be courting death?

His gaze turned to his second son, Jiang Jinheng, a weak scholar and a candidate for the imperial examination who had never suffered hardship.

After these days of exile and pulling Old Lady Liu's cart, he was tortured beyond recognition and was barely breathing.

Moreover, Jiang Jinheng has no martial arts skills at all. He has been skinny since he was a child, but now it looks like he is about to collapse. If he goes hunting again, he will not survive in Lingnan.

He looked at his daughter Jiang Jinyun again. The torture of the past few days was a hardship every day for this legitimate daughter who was raised under his care.

After only five days of exile, she no longer had any trace of her former high-spirited, lady-like, or exemplary noblewoman.

Finally, he looked at Old Lady Liu with a vicious look. If it weren't for her, how could his little son be so exhausted that he looked like he would die at any time.

If it weren't for her, how could they have been in such a mess with the Second House? There was no more peace on the surface. If it was still like before, the Second House would definitely not ignore the First House and would definitely support them financially.

Now the second branch has also severed ties with their first branch, except for the matter of taking turns pushing Old Lady Liu.

The two families no longer have any contact.

The more Wang thought about it, the angrier she became, and the look she gave Old Lady Liu became more and more vicious.

Old Mrs. Liu was swallowing a black-faced steamed bun with water with difficulty.

Suddenly she felt that someone was staring at her with malicious intent. She looked around and the feeling disappeared.

I sighed to myself that I was really getting old and my health was failing.

When Old Lady Liu looked over, Wang lowered her head in time, thinking of a plan in her mind.

The lunch break is usually only one hour, or two hours. If you cook, you will have no time to rest.

So Jiang Yue decided to eat the ready-made snacks in the space at noon and cook in the evening.

The master and servant sat under a big tree, each holding a bowl filled with broken ice from the space ice lake.

The ice blocks in the ice lake are some of the largest weighing dozens of tons, while others are so small that they need to be put in a bowl. Jiang Yue ate a bowl when it was a little hot yesterday and found that she did not feel any discomfort today.

Today, Xiaozhu and I took wooden bowls and each filled half a bowl with ice, fruit, yogurt, and red beans.

The sour and sweet taste is so delicious. I didn’t expect that she could eat shaved ice in ancient times.

After eating, I no longer felt hot. Xiaozhu was like a cat stealing fish, drinking and spinning around at the same time.

Jiang Yue patted her and said, "Can you please stop looking around? It makes you look guilty."

"Ah? Is it that obvious? Miss, I just think that something this delicious is hard to come by for a normal person, let alone someone in exile.

What if this gets known and you're arrested and burned? I'm scared, miss."

"Don't worry, it's okay. We use wooden bowls, so you can't see what's inside from the outside. Just act normal, and no one will come over to see what you're eating."

Xiao Zhu nodded and drank the rest in one gulp.

Indeed, no one noticed them. The two of them hid under a big tree. Most people had already finished lunch and were taking a nap.

They ate back to back, each guarding the other's back.

No one would come close at all, and they would not notice the situation.

After eating, the two of them spread some hay under a tree and leaned against it to rest.

An hour later, everyone got up and continued on their journey. Around four o'clock in the afternoon, a large dark cloud floated across the sky.

Seeing that it was going to rain heavily, the officials ordered all the prisoners to hurry to the temple on the hillside.

As soon as everyone ran to the foot of the mountain, the rain suddenly got heavier.

There is more severe convective weather in summer, so officials all carry straw raincoats.

But there are only their own, no fugitives.

Jiang Yue quickly took out two large pieces of rain cloth. She and Xiao Zhu held one and gave one to Jiang Xue.

Jiang Xuezheng and Aunt Zhao were rushing forward with their heads down when suddenly a large piece of rain cloth covered their heads.

Everything went dark before their eyes, and when they took it off they realized it was a tarpaulin. They looked around and saw that only Jiang Yue and Xiao Zhu were running ahead of them with the tarpaulin on their shoulders.

Jiang Xue felt warm in her heart, and hurriedly walked forward with Aunt Zhao, holding the rain cloth.