After the house was confiscated, I relied on billions of dollars in supplies to become a group favor

Chapter 110
Not only were they not wearing handcuffs or shackles, the dozen or so prisoners in the inn were even dressed like ordinary people. Those who didn't know the truth might not even know that they were prisoners at all.

Li Jiang subconsciously glanced at Mu Yunxiao's family, turned around, and explained calmly and solemnly: "No, the county magistrate may not know that they came to surrender on their own initiative, and they don't need to be handcuffed or shackled." .”

On the one hand, the prisoners in this inn had indeed surrendered on their own initiative, so they could use a little accommodation. On the other hand, Mu Yunxiao and his wife had helped them a lot, and Li Jiang felt bad if they were restricted like ordinary prisoners.

After hearing this, the county magistrate nodded thoughtfully and said with praise: "Master Li is right. In terms of controlling prisoners, rewards and punishments should be clearly defined and serve as a warning to others."

While the two were talking, Li Jiang had already ordered his subordinates to line up the prisoners into a long queue. The dozen or so prisoners were not wearing handcuffs or shackles, so they only had to follow the queue.

"Isn't this different treatment!?" Mu Zhengbai muttered angrily, especially when he saw Mu Yunxiao and others following the team comfortably, he became even more jealous and his face was quite ugly.

He was also very cowardly, cursing in his mind but not daring to speak out.

Mu Zhengbai's low-pitched complaints were still heard by the officer passing by him. He swung the whip in his hand and warned fiercely: "Be honest!"

The sound of the whip immediately frightened Mu Zhengbai so much that he did not dare to express his anger. He shrank his head and stood obediently at the back of the team.

So, within half an hour, a small exile team was formed.

The county magistrate was a wealthy man. He sent a carriage and brought two large boxes of supplies, and followed the team.

It was just dawn today and they set off early in the morning. Even so, there were many people who heard the noise and went out to watch the excitement.

They marched in a large queue towards the county gate. Due to the special arrangement of the county magistrate, no other carriages passed by on the streets today.

Along the way, many ordinary people were standing in front of their homes or on the street. They all stretched out their necks and stared at the passing officials and prisoners carefully with their eyes wide open.

Their county is quite prosperous and lively, but it is far away from Tongzhou, and there is nothing lively to see all year round.

A little girl of about five or six years old leaned on her mother's arms, her red face full of curiosity. She pointed her little finger at the shackles on the prisoners and asked: "Mom! Why do they have that on their hands?" Huh? Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable?”

The woman lightly covered her daughter's mouth and explained in a soft voice: "Because they did bad things, bringing this with them can prevent them from escaping."

"Oh." The little girl nodded as if she understood, and followed the exile team with her eyes. It was the first time she encountered such a novel thing, and she couldn't stop looking at it.

A group of ordinary people gathered around to watch the shackled prisoners, pointing and pointing.

After all, all of those prisoners were born into either wealth or wealth, and this was the first time they were looked at like monkeys. Each of them looked particularly livid, and lowered his head in embarrassment and shame.

Fortunately, this is a small and remote county, so no one recognizes them, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

Mu Zhengbai just glanced up inadvertently, and an exclamation of surprise immediately came from the crowd.

A big man stared at Mu Zhengbai's sanctimonious face in surprise.
"This person! This person was performing in the market that day, and he said that he met a thief and was penniless..."

If Mu Zhengbai hadn't had a face that could be understood, they wouldn't have believed his lies so easily and thrown a lot of coins at him!
"Bah! Liar! Just a fugitive!"

"Liar!" The common people were chattering and discussing. Many of them had also thrown coins to Mu Zhengbai, and now they were filled with righteous indignation.

"Kill him! Liar!"

They became more and more angry and suddenly picked up pebbles from the ground and threw them at Mu Zhengbai!
As soon as they saw the pebbles clattering towards them, the prisoners were frightened and scattered to the side. When they heard them cursing Mu Zhengbai, they all avoided Mu Zhengbai from a distance.

Mu Zhengbai's face turned pale with fright. He twisted left and right, unable to avoid the pebbles flying towards him.

"Bang..." There was a muffled sound, and Mu Zhengbai let out a cry of pain. A small stone hit the side of his face, which was red and swollen, and his face was completely disfigured.

The face that was originally quite human-like was now ruined.

The officials were also afraid that the common people would beat the prisoners out and affect their schedule, so they yelled at the common people several times at the top of their lungs and then drove them away.

Naturally, they could also see who was causing public outrage.

An official came to Mu Zhengbai's side and swung his whip hard, followed by a crisp sound of "Crack!" that drowned out the noisy crowd.

"It's your kid who's causing trouble again!"

He was very angry because he got up early and was responsible for guarding their group of prisoners. He had just been accidentally injured by a flying pebble and cut his forehead. His face was full of irritation.

Naturally, the official wiped away the blood seeping from his forehead and poured out his anger directly on the culprit, Mu Zhengbai.

A bloodstain immediately appeared on Mu Zhengbai's arm, bright and dazzling, and a severe burning pain hit him instantly.

Mu Zhengbai's face was ashen, but he did not dare to make any complaint and kept his mouth shut.

The large group of exiles set out early in the morning and just walked all the way. After walking for several hours, everyone was naturally tired and hungry.

They had already walked out of the county town and were now walking on the mountain forest trail, stumbling along.

It was noon again, and the sun above was very hot, so Li Jiang decided to let the whole team rest where they were and eat something before continuing.

In order to make it easier for them to eat steamed buns, the officers removed the prisoners' handcuffs one by one.

In terms of making steamed buns, there are also completely different treatment differences between prisoners who voluntarily surrender and fugitives who struggle to catch them.

Fresh and soft white-faced steamed buns were distributed to the dozen or so prisoners in the inn one by one, while the prisoners brought out from the prison could only gnaw on the hard, rough-faced steamed buns.

Mu Zhengbai sat on the ground, the blood marks on his arms still felt a faint burning pain. The pain made him grimace, and then he took a bite of the cold and stiff rough-faced steamed bun, which made the corners of his mouth sore.

(End of this chapter)