Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

Hu Dali recognized Jin Yanzhi at a glance. The Four Young Masters of Kyoto was not a good name. Jin Yanzhi was undoubtedly the number one of the four most notorious playboys in Kyoto!

Hu Dali had once seen him from afar; he was dressed in fine clothes and had skin as white as a woman's. Now, with his face so dark, he almost didn't recognize him!

"snort."

Jin Yanzhi snorted coldly and turned his face away. Although he didn't recognize Hu Dali, he was definitely not a good person!

"Um?"

Seeing Jin Yanzhi's appearance, Hu Dali raised his foot and kicked Jin Yanzhi.

"you……"

Jin Yanzhi was kicked in the chest and fell to the ground. He was about to fight back in anger, but his father, the Marquis of Zhongyong, held him down firmly, saying, "Yanzhi, we are criminals!"

"..."

Jin Yanzhi clutched his chest, looking at the tall figure of the Marquis of Zhongyong. He felt his hand being gripped tightly, and the look in his father's eyes made him understand instantly.

We must let the people from Kyoto see their pitifulness, see their suffering!

"Father, our journey into exile was already hard enough. Now, we're doing backbreaking work cutting down trees every day. I haven't done anything wrong, so why did he kick me!"

Jin Yanzhi complained bitterly, tearing open his clothes to reveal the whip marks on his shoulder, his eyes red as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Just bear with it and it will pass."

Seeing Jin Yanzhi's reaction, Marquis Zhongyong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him.

"Father, you keep telling me to endure, endure, endure, but I'm about to die."

Jin Yanzhi said, feeling wronged.

Watching this scene, Hu Dali curled his lips into a mocking smile: "Second Young Master Jin, no, Jin Yanzhi, have you thought this through? You're no longer the second young master of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, you're just a prisoner!"

Hu Dali said, "Zhao...Hei, right? How dare those prisoners rest here? Get back to work!"

"Yes."

Zhao Hei picked up the whip and lashed it out, finally landing on the backs of the Marquis of Zhongyong and his son, causing Jin Yanzhi to scream in pain.

"Hurry up, get up and get to work!"

Zhao Hei is now completely certain that this Lord Hu is the Jin family's enemy, who came to kick them while they're down and to see them make a fool of themselves.

Hu Dali's kick just now was really vicious!

So, the Jin family, who had just been nearly crushed into meat patties by camphor wood, were sent back to work.

Hu Dali ate and drank, saying, "This pickled fish tastes pretty good. Let's make it again tomorrow."

Hu Dali's belly was round from eating too much alcohol. He had drunk some wine, eaten pickled fish and meat, and then lay down to sleep at noon. At the same time, he didn't forget to remind everyone: "Keep a close eye on the Jin family."

Tiger responded and immediately went to keep an eye on the Jin family, making sure they did their work properly.

In the afternoon, Hu Dali, having eaten and drunk his fill, took a nap and woke up to find Zhongyong Hou and Jin Yanzhi's group exhausted and covered in sweat. He felt incredibly relieved!

"Where are the women?"

As soon as Hu Dali spoke, the eyes of Zhongyong Hou and the others quietly fell on Hu Dali.

"Take me to see it."

Before Zhao Hei could speak, Hu Dali had someone lead him to see the women.

The place where rice was pounded and flour was filled with dust. The women of the Jin family were all covered in dust, losing all their elegance and looking no different from the women next to them.

Where is Cheng Qiqi?

The moment Hu Dali opened his mouth, the women of the Jin family felt their hearts sink.

Liu Suyi looked at Cheng Qiqi with concern.

"It's here."

Sister Xiang, who was in charge of pounding rice, came over and led Cheng Qiqi to Hu Dali.

"Ouch."

Cheng Qiqi hadn't taken more than a few steps when she tripped and fell onto the hulled grains, covering herself in husks and kicking up clouds of dust. Hu Dali quickly backed away, yelling, "Can't you see where you're going?!"

Hu Dali sneezed and looked at Cheng Qiqi, who was lying on the ground, with a look of disgust.

"daughter."

Jin Suian ran over, her small arms and legs trying their best to help Cheng Qiqi up.

"It's alright, Mother is alright."

Cheng Qiqi stood up, dusted herself off, and apologized repeatedly, "Sir, I'm sorry, I tripped over the stick just now, I wasn't paying attention."

"What brings you here, sir? Have we been exonerated?"

Cheng Qiqi looked at Hu Dali with hopeful eyes!

At this moment, Cheng Qiqi was dressed in patched clothes, covered in rice husk ash, and her wheat-colored face looked dirty, probably because she had been sweating a lot and had wiped it with her hands!

Is this really the person the adults said they wanted to see?

"The Jin family committed a serious crime. What's this talk of overturning their convictions?"

Hu Dali looked at Cheng Qiqi with disdain. Apart from her eyes, which were quite nice, she was not as pretty as the young wives in the neighboring village!

At least, their physical development is truly remarkable!

"Aren't you a widow now? The Jin family won't let you go?"

Hu Dali stared at Cheng Qiqi and asked.

"..."

Cheng Qiqi said helplessly, "Sir, what are you saying? I'm a prisoner now, how could I possibly escape? Sir, can you help me?"

Cheng Qiqi looked at Hu Dali with utmost sincerity, her burning gaze seeming to want to poke a hole through him.

Hu Dali retreated repeatedly, saying, "Get lost."

After saying that, Hu Dali lost interest in watching anymore. When he went back to report, he would definitely tell his brother that this princess consort from the countryside was just like a village woman!

Hu Dali went to the sugar shop again, and Hu Zi, who was following behind him, carried a box of brown sugar away.

Zhuang Li was looking at the box of brown sugar, thankful that they had hidden all the good sugar beforehand; otherwise, they would be heartbroken right now.

"This is the Jin family's house?"

Hu Dali walked to the house where the Jin family lived. The walls were plastered with oyster shells, and it looked no different from other houses in the village. He immediately asked with dissatisfaction, "Village head, how can prisoners live in such nice houses?"

"Sir, this house is the worst in the village!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Lizheng immediately explained, "The oyster shell houses in our village are quite elaborate, and their thatched roofs leak wind in winter and rain in spring."

Zhuang Li was relieved that when they improved the Jin family's house, even though the inside was tiled, they still put a layer of straw on top, just to make the Jin family's house look poor and dilapidated!

"Sir, look at this pot, it's all chipped."

"And look at this table, the legs are all made of stones."

"Sir, take another look at the beds they're sleeping in. They're so old they're practically falling apart."

As Zhuang Lizheng introduced the family, he described their plight as dire, which satisfied Hu Dali.

After leaving the Jin family's house, Hu Dali sat in the yard and refused to leave. He saw that the Jin family members had all returned in a sorry state, and that they had even been trampled on by villagers.

Hu Dali grinned, it seemed the adults were overthinking it.

The Jin family, exiled to the village, must have had a terrible life!

Hu Dali got up, patted his bottom, and prepared to leave. Suddenly, he saw Jin Xue'er wiping the dust off her face. She was wearing patched clothes, and after wiping the dust off her face, Jin Xue'er looked like a flower bud about to bloom.