farming female castellan

Chapter 432 The Roof Collapsed
Cao Zhengyong sneered: "You even lied to kind people about their things? You took the things and drove away in the carriage."

The common people handed the things to the coachman, thanked them, and walked back together.

Cao Zhengyong gritted his teeth. He had never seen such an exile.

There was snow on the road, and it was already an hour after we reached Shiliting.Cao Zhengyong looked at the empty pavilion and sneered: "Why is no one here to see you off?"

Chen Zhongzhu said: "In such a cold weather, there is no need for them to go out."

"The people still remember to send you some food, but the family has drawn a clear line?"

Chen Zhongpur said: "Whatever they want to send can be caught up with on a fast horse. The officials don't have to worry about the hardships in exile."

Cao Zheng was so courageous that he distributed the basket of food given by the people to the three people of the Chen family: "The people said they would leave a bite for you. You see how good I am to you, Lord. I will give it all to you."

Chen Zhongpur said: "Thank you, Lord. These are the tributes given by the common people to the Lord. We will not eat them."

"You are so shameless. Hurry up and finish your meal and get on your way." Cao Zhengyong said as he stuffed the steamed bun into Chen Zhongpur's mouth, but was hit by a pebble on the back of his hand and retracted his hand in pain.

He glared at the coachman, whose expression remained unchanged: "I was just driving."

Cao Zheng was so brave that he called on the officers to rush forward, but they were all knocked to the ground by the driver.

"We are only ten miles away from the capital, and you are so bold that you dare to deal with official officials?" Cao Zhengyong scolded with a grin on his face.

"We are only ten miles away from the capital, and you want to torture the prisoners?" The coachman showed no sign of weakness, "It's cold, would you like to get in the carriage and sit for a while?"

The officials rode forward angrily, and the carriage followed leisurely.Cao Zheng was so brave that he rolled his eyes, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Exiling prisoners in the cold winter is really painful.My body feels hot when I walk, and I feel cold when I stop for a moment.The wind blew on the face like a knife cut, and the officials rubbed their faces a few times after walking a short distance.

The driver followed them all the way into the post station, took out grain, vegetables and meat from the carriage and distributed them to the post officials, and also gave them a jar of wine.He took out another portion and asked the messenger to help him prepare meals for two people and feed the horses.

The post officials happily agreed.

The driver took out a water bag and gave it to Chen Zhongzhu, then went to the kitchen to chat with the cook and help light the fire.

After dinner, the coachman ordered hot water for the Chen brothers to wash their faces and feet, and even shared a room with them.Cao Zheng gritted his teeth with courage.

The inn soon fell silent.Late at night, a dark figure quietly touched a window, took out a pipe, and was about to poke the window paper. A cold sword was placed on his neck.

Hei Ying trembled with fright: "Forgive, forgive."

"Remember, don't play any tricks. If the Chen family does anything bad, I will kill all nine of your clans and dig up your ancestral graves."

"No, I don't dare. But if we don't take action, we will be in trouble."

The shadow's legs and feet felt weak and he touched back.

When we set out in the morning, there were two carriages following us.The coachman smiled at Cao Zhengyong: "Master, come and sit in the carriage? It looks like it's going to snow again today."

Cao Zhengyong didn't want to pay attention to him.At noon, snowflakes really started to fall in the sky, and soon they turned into big clumps and flew straight to my face.

Cao Zhengyong wiped his face several times and had to get into the carriage with several officials and asked Chen Zhongzhu to sit in one carriage with them, and Chen Zhongpur and Chen Zhongmei to sit in another.

The two horses were very strong on their feet and were trotting in the snow, followed by the official's horse.Cao Zhengyong glared at Chen Zhongzhu: "This is the first time I have seen a carriage seeing him off during his exile."

Chen Zhongzhu smiled: "This is also the first time I have seen an escort officer riding a carriage."

Cao Zhengyong took a deep breath.The carriage passed by one post station and rushed to the next one. The coachman delivered food, meat and wine as usual.Cao Zhengyong sneered: "There are only so many things on the carriage, how many stations can you deliver them to?"

The coachman also sneered: "Now I don't have to worry about it."

In the next few days, the officials watched helplessly. Every time they arrived at a post station, someone would come to deliver food, vegetables and wine.The Chen family ate well every day and brought fresh pancakes with them on the road.

Meals for official servants are regulated, and if you want extra good food, you have to spend your own money.The post officials were not polite to them. They did whatever they had to do and reached out to them when they needed to.

The officials felt aggrieved every day.

Chen Fan looked at the safe report on the note, still a little worried.

It will take time for the message to be sent. Will there be any new situations on their way at this time?

Chen Zhongyan comforted her: "The three of them have always been far away from the periphery of the power circle. They can be exiled and suppressed for a while. It is not worth sending many people to chase them; the few official officials on the road are not a threat; the few old princes are too lazy to intervene; The squires will not help the emperor easily. After all, they have suffered a lot from the new tax laws and the control of tenants. Even if there are those who want to take action, there are people taking care of them on the road and there are people over there, so you don’t have to worry. "

Also looking gloomy was Yue Zidan.Guan Shanyan did not come back, and there was no news brought over.Life or death is uncertain, good or bad luck is unpredictable.

Chen Zhongyan said: "I believe he has succeeded. It's just that the weather is bad and he can't send the news. They will definitely come back next year when spring comes and the flowers bloom."

On the New Year's Day, Chen Fan and the others received the latest news that Chen Zhongzhu and his party had arrived safely near the place of exile.

They should have arrived there by now, right?
The other side has really arrived.The officials all felt a bit dreamy.

There were only three people in total, so the handover process was short and smooth.The officials could not return to the capital in time to celebrate the New Year, so they were invited to stay and wait for the New Year with delicious food and drinks.

At the palace banquet on New Year's Eve, the emperor looked at the bustling scene, and felt a strange feeling in his heart, feeling empty and flustered.

The singing and dancing were still going on, the guests were laughing and talking, everything was so peaceful, but he just felt more and more panicked in his heart.

There was a "boom", the windows lit up, and everyone trembled in shock.Some had unsteady hands, and the cups fell on the table and on the floor.

Before everyone could recover, there was another loud noise and some clanging noises.

A guard ran in and reported: "Your Majesty, the roof of Yonghe Hall has collapsed."

Yonghe Hall?That's the place where the upper court is located. How could the roof collapse?

The guard added: "It seems to be the same as the situation on the northern battlefield."

The guests are panicking, will they die?

A group of personal guards surrounded the emperor, swords drawn for defense.

The emperor looked up at the roof.If the roof collapses, can the knife stop it?

Yan Shoulu had no weapons in his hands and grabbed two tables. The cups, plates and bowls on the tables fell to the ground.He ran towards the bodyguard: "Prepare the table to resist."

The personal guards also looked up at the roof, ran to the hall, grabbed some tables and surrounded the emperor.

There were shouts of killing like a tsunami from outside, and the clanking sound of swords clashing struck the hearts of the monarchs and ministers.The timid guests did not dare to escape at this time, but they had nowhere to hide and could only lean against the wall.

A group of people had already rushed out.

(End of this chapter)