Chapter 121： Uncle Chu's concubine starved to death

Chapter 121 Uncle Chu's concubine starved to death

Jiang Xinyan didn't notice the difference in men at all, and was still talking.

"Mother is so smart. I got into the soft sedan chair of the wretched third uncle before, which made me so worried! She is so good, she sat in the soft sedan for a long time for nothing, haha..."

Chu Lixuan patted her on the back dotingly, "Stop laughing, come and have a mouthful of porridge."

The couple drank porridge happily and looked at each other and smiled from time to time.

When Jinniang saw that her youngest son didn't want her porridge, she was not happy.

However, she is a woman who has been strong for most of her life, and she will not explain it.

The    exile team went on like this for ten days.

Two meals a day, one meal at noon to be full, and one half full meal at night,

In the past ten days, Song Qiannan starved to death, and Worry Jie's four concubines also died.

The wretched third uncle's several concubines are also not left.

The ten days of the wretched third uncle have been spent in despair and panic.

Whenever he died of a concubine, he trembled once, because the next time, he had one less meal.

Chu Lixuan didn't stop him from grabbing food from the concubines, so he made him despair again and again.

His little wife can say that there is no most despair in the world, only more despair.

The officials also starved to death or had their heads cut off by Jin Yiwei, and went to more than 50 in total.

Some of the    exiles were older and couldn't stand the sun, so more than a dozen people died of exhaustion.

There were also dozens of conspiratorial convicts who had a lot of hearts. There were only a few hundred people in the team, but now there are only more than 230 people.

Among them, there were nearly 100 officials, and there were almost no casualties after that.

Among these people, the most shocking person was Zhao Yu.

No one except him knew that the food in that carriage could never be finished.

When the day comes, the meat buns or buns have been eaten up, and the rest is an empty steamer.

The next morning, I looked at it, and it was full of meat buns, still steaming warm.

The water in the sill car can never be finished. He stared at it for several nights, and it was clear that there was no water left when it was dark.

The next morning, the wooden barrel and the big iron pot were all full of water.

The leader of the official messenger always said to him with admiration: "Master Zhao, why are you so early in the morning! You are working too hard, wake us up tomorrow to fetch water together."

"It's too far, you all have no merit, you can't do it." Zhao Yu could only prevaricate.

He also really wanted to see where the water was coming from!

Zhao Yu was puzzled, but he knew that all this was done by the master.

was indeed made by Chu Lixuan, but the water he gave was not the spiritual spring water in the space.

Their space has a teleport function. When his little wife is asleep, he will meditate and go to a place with a water source.

Then he appeared beside the water source, and with his noble hand, took the bucket in the trolley! Pot!

Fill all the water into the space, and then return to the original place and put it in the sill car.

Therefore, it's no use staring at Zhao Yu every day, it's just an instant thing.

Even Jiang Xinyan thought it was the spiritual spring water in the space!

She is still wondering, these people drink spiritual spring water every day, how come there is no change!

Chu Lixuan will always tell her dotingly that people who may not have fate can drink ordinary water.

This explanation is a bit far-fetched, but Jiang Xinyan can only believe it.

That's true, they drank a little and had no effect.

These people who fled along the road are all ragged, unkempt, and their skin is yellow and thin with hunger.

Chu Lixuan said that again, gave them a bucket of water and told them to see you in Lengmu Town, Youzhou.

(end of this chapter)