Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

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

"Mother is so smart. I got on 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 smiled at each other from time to time.

When Jin Niang saw that her younger son didn't want her porridge, she felt bad.

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

This is how the exile team went forward for ten days.

Twice a day, one meal at noon is full, and one meal is half full at night,

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

There are not a few concubines of the wretched third uncle.

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

Whenever he dies of a concubine, he trembles once, because next time, he will have one less meal.

Chu Lixuan didn't stop him from robbing the concubines for food, 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.

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, and more than a dozen people died of exhaustion.

There are also dozens of conspiratorial criminals who have a lot of hearts. The team of several hundred people is now 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 but him knew that the food in that carriage could never be finished.

At the end of the day, the meat buns or steamed buns have been eaten up, and the rest is an empty steamer.

When I saw it the next morning, it was full of meat buns and steaming hot.

The water in the sill car can never be drunk. He stared at it for a few 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 don't have light power, you can't." Zhao Yu could only put it off.

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.

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

Their space has a teleportation 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 into the sill car.

Therefore, it is useless to stare at Zhao Yu every day, it is only a momentary 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.

This is indeed the case, they drink nothing at all.

The people who fled along the road were all ragged, unkempt, yellow-faced and thin-faced with hunger.

Chu Lixuan said the same thing again, gave them a bucket of water and told them to see you in the mud town of Youzhou.