Quick Transmigration: After the Backup Love Awakens, He Sacrifices the Official Partner to the Heave

Liu Yu thought that as long as he showed a helpless expression, Jiang Zui would obediently try to find a solution, but to his surprise, Jiang Zui completely ignored him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mother," Jiang Zui said calmly.

"No...it's nothing." Liu Yu's lips twitched.

Liu Yu walked up to Jiang Hongsheng and, feigning grievance, provoked him, "General, Xiao Zui doesn't want to carry you. What should we do?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hongsheng was furious and cursed, "You unfilial son, you won't even carry your own father on your back!"

To prevent Liu Yu from saying anything inappropriate, Jiang Zui followed them. Just then, he heard Jiang Hongsheng's cursing and quickly stepped forward to defend himself, saying, "Father, you've wronged me. It's not that I'm unwilling, but look at me now, how can I carry you?"

Jiang Hongsheng glanced at Jiang Zui and saw that he was wearing a dirty prison uniform, with a shackle around his neck and heavy leg irons on his legs. He could barely walk, let alone carry another person on his back.

Jiang Hongsheng coughed and shot Liu Yu a cold glare as a warning.

Liu Yu was annoyed that her words had been exposed, and thought to herself: What's going on? Jiang Zui never dared to contradict her before.

Today, however, everyone is contradicting me.

Could it be because she married a man?

She suddenly felt uneasy about Qi Chen.

Jiang Zui then said, "Father, my third brother is still too young to carry me, and I... am in this state. I see that my second brother is not wearing any shackles, so why don't we let him carry me for now?"

"No!" Liu Yu hurriedly interrupted, "Zhouzhou has been weak since he was a child. How can he carry such a long distance? There are no doctors along the way. What if something happens to him?"

Liu Yu's words defending Jiang Zhou made Jiang Hongsheng frown.

"Mother, Father's injuries will heal sooner or later. Second brother only needs to carry him while he's recovering. During the rest of the day, or at night, you're here for Father, aren't you?"

As he spoke, Jiang Zui's eyes dimmed considerably, and he said self-deprecatingly, "My second brother has been practicing martial arts with our father since he was a child. I heard that he once defeated our father's personal guards, so he can be said to be highly skilled in martial arts. Unlike me, a mere scholar, I am powerless to even kill a chicken."

Because Jiang Hongsheng was a general, and the reputation of the Zhenyuan General's Mansion could not be tarnished, Liu Yu had Jiang Zhou learn martial arts from Jiang Hongsheng from a young age, which laid the groundwork for the later uprising.

As for the original owner, Liu Yu didn't even let him study. If the original owner hadn't been shrewd and planned ahead, he wouldn't have gotten a place to study.

Despite his exceptional talent, the original owner always carefully concealed it, fearing that Liu Yu would find out one day and then try to kill him.

Jiang Zui's words brought Jiang Hongsheng back to his senses, and he immediately questioned Liu Yu, "Where is Jiang Zhou?"

Upon hearing Jiang Hongsheng's question, Liu Yu looked troubled and stammered, "Zhouzhou...Zhouzhou is..."

Before Liu Yu could finish speaking, Jiang Zui pointed in the direction of Jiang Zhou and said preemptively, "Father, look, my second brother is over there."

Seeing Jiang Zhou and Zhao Xingyuan chatting happily, Jiang Hongsheng said angrily, "Bring him over here."

His father was injured, and he actually had the mood to be all lovey-dovey with other boys. Did he even care about him?

It's a shame that Jiang Zhou is the child he loves the most.

"Yes, Father," Jiang Zui replied.

Then, in front of everyone present, he shouted loudly to Jiang Zhou, "Second brother, Father is calling you."

Jiang Zui called out several times before Jiang Zhou finally grew impatient, slowly walking over and saying, "What are you yelling for? Are you trying to call back my soul?"

"Jiang Zhou, how dare you speak like that? Jiang Zui is your older brother," Jiang Hongsheng reprimanded.

Jiang Zhou was dumbfounded. He had belittled, insulted, and even beaten Jiang Zui in front of Jiang Hongsheng before, and the other party had never said a bad word about it. What was wrong with him today?

Jiang Zhou had the temperament of a young master, but given the circumstances, he didn't immediately retort. "Father, what is it?"

"While I'm injured, you'll carry me on your back."

"What?!" Jiang Zhou shouted, then realized what he had said and pretended to say, "Father...I..."

"What? You have a problem with that?"

"Father, why isn't Jiang Zui carrying it?" Jiang Zhou asked, pointing at Jiang Zui.

"Stop talking about Jiang Zui all the time. He's your older brother. Remember to call me older brother from now on."

Look at your older brother, he's wearing shackles, but you're not. And among all these people, you're the only one who's practiced martial arts.

Jiang Hongsheng thought that he only had Jiang Zhou as his legitimate son, so it didn't matter if he spoiled him a bit. He never expected that he would spoil the other party into the way he is now, so ungrateful and treacherous.

In the past, Jiang Zhou would call Jiang Zui by his real name, believing that this would help Jiang Zui understand the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children.

Only now does he realize how wrong he was back then.

"Well... alright then." Jiang Zhou reluctantly agreed, but secretly glared at Jiang Zui where no one could see.

The official, holding a leather whip, shouted, "Quiet—"

"Let's begin taking attendance."

"Qi Yi?"

"exist."

"Qi Zhan?"

"exist."

......

"Jiang Zui?"

"exist."

......

The roll call was to determine the number of people to be exiled, so that no one could escape.

However, even if they wanted to escape, they couldn't.

The words on the face of the serious offender are so obvious to outsiders that they know the person is a criminal.

Jiang Hongsheng was originally supposed to have his name engraved, but he avoided it.

It took quite a while before the roll call was finished.

The number of people exiled this time was approximately two hundred.

Besides the three prefectures, there were other prisoners.

Every year, prisoners were escorted to the border thousands of miles away. Officials escorted them in batches, once every six months.

Jiang Zui and the others happened to arrive at the appointed time.

The official, growing impatient, said, "Alright, now that everyone's here, let's go."

The escorting officers and soldiers numbered fifty, each carrying a knife and riding a horse.

Officers and soldiers generally don't want to take on this job, but out of desperation, they sometimes vent their anger on prisoners.

Two hundred prisoners were exiled, but less than a third actually made it to the border region of Lingnan. Most of them died on the way due to hunger, illness, bandits, and other factors.

The leading official rode in a carriage at the front of the procession, while mounted soldiers supervised the prisoners at the rear. The officials surrounded the prisoners, fearing that someone might escape.

After walking for about an hour, the scorching sun hung high overhead, and the heat rising from the hard earth made the surrounding air even hotter and drier. There was not a single shady spot on the desolate official road.

The prisoners in the line gradually became exhausted and began to complain, "What kind of weather is this? Why is it so hot?"

"I can't go on anymore, I really can't walk anymore."

"Sir, could you please rest for a while? Or... perhaps a drink of water would be just fine?"

The officers and soldiers, with their grotesque faces and fierce expressions, said sternly, "All of you shut the hell up! If you utter another word, you'll taste the power of my whip!"

Qi Chen followed beside Jiang Zui, his face pale and covered in sweat. His once rosy lips were cracked and peeling. His eyes were full of worry as he said coquettishly, "Husband, I...I'm so tired, I can't walk anymore."