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As soon as I walked out of the hospital gate, I saw four or five rows of prisoners across the official road, with more than ten people in each row, lined up in neat rows. It was so spectacular that I couldn't help but look at it.

These people were in much worse condition than them, and no one knew how long they had been locked up in the prison. Most of them had tattered clothes, some of which were torn into rags, and some of their hair was matted into clumps. Many of the tall men had very long beards, and their ages could not be seen at all. Many of their clothes were blackened, but you could still see that they were dried bloodstains.

It was so scary. Although most of them were wearing splints and anklets, Jing Chunxi still felt a sense of crisis. These serious criminals would always take off their splints and chains to move around or relieve themselves. There must be many who wanted to escape. Who knows if they would attack them first? People were forced into a desperate situation and would die anyway. I dare not believe that such people would have any humanity.

When they saw the young female prisoners walking by, even if there were family members nearby to help block their way, they would deliberately wipe off the dust or yellow mud from the bottom of the pot. There were still a few serious criminals who whistled softly, cursed, and deliberately made obscene expressions to scare people.

Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling had never seen such a wicked person before and was so scared that she almost cried. Dalang, who came to urge them, quickly picked her up and pressed her head on his shoulder, asking her not to look. Then he pulled Jing Chunxi up and said, "Hurry up, we have to go ahead and can't fall behind."

Although Jing Chunxi looked like a frightened little girl, she was not that scared after experiencing two lives. However, she could not act too boldly. When she passed by the team of other branches of their Jing family, she still saw many people on the opposite side through the gaps in the crowd.

She noticed a woman among the seriously ill prisoners. She looked to be in her thirties. Although she was thin and had little flesh on her body, she must have been tortured severely. However, she was tall and had hideous scars on her face. She was the only female prisoner wearing a splint.

Besides this, what caught Jing Chunxi's attention was that there was a little boy of five or six years old following her. The boy was not wearing a splint and was also very thin. His eye sockets were deep but shining with brilliance. Whenever someone kissed him, his eyes would roll around. Jing Chunxi saw the ferocity of the wolf cub in his eyes, but this ferocity did not seem to be directed at them, but at the people around his mother and the officers escorting them.

"Aunt Zhao, what's wrong with you? You even let them lose their children. When something happens, you don't even have the right to cry." Zhuang scolded and pulled Jing Chunxi in front of her. Dalang gently placed the small glutinous rice balls on the cart.

"Mingyue, you're the same. Didn't you say you were going with your cousin? Why did you leave them so far behind?"

"It's okay, auntie. Mingzhu's shoes were stepped on just now, so we stopped for a moment to find them."

The little glutinous rice dumpling looked at her shoes. They were brand new, not dirty at all, and there was no sign of anyone stepping on them. She thought her cousin Xi was lying, but she didn't tell on them, as she was afraid that the eldest lady would spank them both.

There were suddenly more than fifty serious criminals, and the number of escorting officers was also much larger than before, more than twenty people. The team suddenly became more than half the size, and the main thing was that the aura was different. With those serious criminals, the people passing by did not dare to get close, but just pointed and watched from a distance. Even children did not dare to come forward.

Since they were standing at the front of the line, they could see the situation on the other side clearly with just a little attention.

Jing Changning frowned, noticing that the escorting officers were mostly stern and reserved, their eyes and actions filled with a sense of vigilance. Their swords were always dangling from their waists, unlike the ten officers escorting them, who only occasionally whipped their whips for show, to frighten them. Even the officers didn't dare let their guard down; someone constantly on guard must be extremely dangerous.

The leading officer in the Dafeng County escort wasn't very old, perhaps close to thirty at most. He had a dark complexion, piercing eyes, a strong, square face, and a tall stature. He looked very much like a high-ranking military official, but Jing Changning looked unfamiliar and had no impression of him. His rank must have been significantly higher than Master Liu's. Master Liu was extremely respectful when the two men greeted him. Furthermore, there were five of them on horseback, and the daily necessities were being escorted in two large carriages. This alone made it clear there was a clear difference.

"Let's go! Hurry up and catch up, don't fall behind." After everyone came out and the number of people was counted again, they were urged by the officers to set off.

The larger the team was, the longer the distance between them became, and it suddenly felt like they were marching much slower than the previous two days. There were frequent sounds of whipping and the shouting and cursing of officers from behind, forcing the Jing family not to fall behind. Although the four families were also divided into different groups, they almost all stayed together during the march, and no one cared about the quarrels and disputes. When they saw those people, they realized that the sticks in their hands were useless, and they all had a sense of unity in their actions.

But Jing Chunxi felt that this was not a good thing. She couldn't do this every day, otherwise everyone would be exhausted. Moreover, when everyone gathered together and the family members were talking and laughing, it would be even more difficult for her to take out some things.

After walking for half a day out of Dafeng County, we could gradually see some mountains, and there were fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

"Someone's dead, someone's dead!" Before the lunch break, such shouts came from the back, scaring everyone in the front. An official who was originally lagging behind rode his horse forward to report.

After a while, another officer came back and shouted, "Everyone, rest on the spot. No noise or wandering around. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy."

Jing Changning quickly told everyone to rest on the spot, and patted Dalang and the others who were trying to look back to see what was going on, warning them, "Curiosity killed the cat. Don't go looking for trouble. The death of a person on the road to exile is the same as the death of a cat or a dog. Don't go looking for death."

Uncle San, who was always gentle, said such harsh words that the others did not dare to move. They all sat down and moved closer to the cart.

Jing Chunxi didn't dare to take anything out, and everyone tacitly agreed not to touch the bag of steamed buns on the cart. A few short-sleeved boys and the cart puller Tang Shuang were not very hungry, but they all had the black flour steamed buns distributed this morning hidden in their arms, and they took them out and ate them without hiding from others.

Silang was still sitting close to his grandfather, swinging his feet leisurely, and occasionally chatting with his grandfather and Grandpa Xiaobei.

Jing Changning didn't dare to walk back rashly, but he noticed that Scarface was leading two officers to the back, so he went up to him and started a conversation when he came back.

Jing Changning: "Seventh Brother, what's going on back there? We're resting before noon. Will this delay our stay at the inn tonight?"

Scarface was quite polite and didn't hold anything against them. He responded casually, "It's no big deal, just a death. Such a person has suffered a great deal. It would be better for him to die in prison under a straw mat. Now he has to come out and work hard for half a day, only to become a lonely ghost."

Jing Changning asked again: "Then why did it take so long?"

"He hasn't left the capital yet. If he's dead, at least we have to dig a grave and bury him. Otherwise, he'll be dragged away by wild dogs and people will think he's been murdered again." This statement means that if something like this happens outside the capital, the body will probably be thrown into the wilderness. As expected, the lives of ordinary people are really worthless, let alone such serious criminals.