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Chapter 51

Zhao Shangshu's body froze immediately, he hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her, for fear that if she said a word, those officials would drag him out and beat him up again.

However, Fu Yinong just glanced at him coldly, and then forgot about it.

After everyone rested for a long time, the team set off again. The cold winter wind was howling. Fu Xiaoxuan was sitting in a comfortable carriage with a thick quilt under him. Fu Yubai.

Fu Yinong was sitting on the shaft of the chariot, holding the reins with one hand and the whip for driving the chariot with the other. The road in the mountains was difficult and the chariot was bumpy.

In order to punish Zhao Shangshu and his wife, Liu Xiong handed over the newly purchased cart to them. Zhao Shangshu and Mrs. Zhao have always lived a life of luxury and luxury. He didn't have the skills to push a cart at all, and after pushing for a short while, big blisters appeared on his hands and shoulders, which was unspeakably miserable.

However, Liu Xiong would never let the two of them go, as long as Zhao Mingyu was not found for a day, the two of them would suffer from it for a day. Gradually, the two who were exhausted soon fell behind. With a snap, a whip slammed towards the two of them fiercely.

"what!"

"Come on!"

"Don't stop!"

"Crack! Go!"

"Ah! Lord, please forgive me, the villain really has no strength."

"Snapped!"

"Ah! Stop hitting, stop hitting, I'm going, I'm going!"

Mrs. Zhao's whole body was in burning pain from being whipped, she didn't dare to stay for a moment, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to move forward.

At this moment, Zhao Shangshu hated these officials. Not only did he hate these officials, he hated Fu Yinong and Xiao Rongjin even more. If it wasn't for these two people destroying his plan, he would have gotten rid of his status as an exile.

However, no matter how much he hated him, there was nothing he could do. He could only wait until his son Zhao Mingyu brought someone back to rescue him, and when the man in black contacted him again, he swore in his heart that next time, he must completely Killing these people will never give them another chance to escape.

Hearing the screams of Zhao Shangshu and his wife, the exiles walking in front could no longer feel the slightest sympathy for them. At the same time, their desire to escape was secretly suppressed. After walking with their heads buried in the road for several days, everyone has gradually gotten used to this rhythm, which is both a habit and an acceptance of fate.

Fu Yinong has been obediently lying on Fu Xun's back, she did not dare to make big movements, Fu Xun's heavy breathing under her body rang in her ears one by one, even so, Fu Xun did not say a word tired.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, and his back, which was originally not firm, was slowly bent even more. Li Shi who was walking behind was full of distress, but she couldn't help it, and her body was also full of pain. With all the packages big and small, the two legs are just moving mechanically at the moment, and there is no extra energy to share the burden for her husband.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and the exiles kept their heads down like walking corpses. The road ahead was endless, and even the howling cold wind couldn't blow away the desolation in everyone's hearts.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you? Mother!"

Suddenly, a panicked cry sounded from the ranks.

"grandmother!"

"Mother-in-law!"

Mrs. Wang and Wang Yuanai looked at Mrs. Wang who suddenly fell to the ground, and rushed forward crying.

Wang Yushi was in tears, holding his pale-faced old lady in his arms, her eyes full of pain.

Mrs. Wang's heart was infinitely sad. She never thought that she had been rich and honored all her life, and when she got old, she would not only end up in exile, but also couldn't even enter the ancestral grave of Wang's family. It will also become a lonely ghost with no one to worship.

Thinking of the tragic events behind her, Mrs. Wang couldn't help crying. She held her son's hand tightly with her eyes wide open, and wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound, only the mournful cries of her children and grandchildren remained in her ears. .

"Mother! You can't die! Mother! My son hasn't been filial to you, mother!"

"Grandmother, don't die, don't leave Yuan'er, you haven't seen Yuan'er get married, you haven't seen your father rehabilitated, there are still good days ahead."

"Mother-in-law, your daughter-in-law is not filial, don't leave us behind, get up!"

Mrs. Wang's cloudy eyes swept across the faces of several people reluctantly, then raised her eyes to look at the sky, and the high sky was endless.

She seemed to see herself smiling carefree and making noise in the arms of her parents when she was a child, and then, she saw her husband who had been dead for more than ten years, waving at her in the air, and suddenly, she saw When they arrived at their parents-in-law, who had already passed away, the two pointed at her and cursed angrily.

Mrs. Wang's eyes widened in fear. She reached out and grabbed the air. She wanted to explain that she was not a sinner of the Wang family. Their Wang family was wronged, and her son was wronged.
"mother!"

"grandmother!"

"Mother-in-law!"

The three of them watched as Mrs. Wang struggled violently, and finally died slowly with her eyes wide open. When she was about to die, her non-stop tears wet Mr. Wang's skirt.

The mournful cry and the strong cold wind spread into everyone's ears, and there was a burst of low sobbing at the scene, not only crying for the eternal separation of Mrs. Wang's life and death, but also crying for her own fate ill-fated.

Fu Yinong got out of the carriage and walked closer, and saw Mrs. Wang crying with her arms around the deceased Mrs. Wang, and the three-foot man was crying so hard, it was obvious that he had reached the point of grief.

After a long time, Master Wang tried to close his mother's eyes with trembling hands, but Mrs. Wang couldn't close her eyes no matter what.

Seeing this, Fu Yinong sighed quietly.

"It's hard to get rid of depression in life, and there is nothing to rely on after death, so naturally you will die with regret."

Hearing this, Lord Wang looked up to the sky and wept three times.

"Mother, the son is not filial! The son is not filial! The son is not filial!"

The shouts and the sound of the wind spread far and wide, shaking the mountains and forests.

Liu Xiong and other officials were used to seeing life and death on the road to exile, and their hearts were no longer moved at this moment, he walked forward and said coldly.

"I will only give you fifteen minutes to deal with Mrs. Wang's funeral. After fifteen minutes, I will leave immediately."

Master Wang knelt down in grief, and kowtowed deeply towards Liu Xiong. He understood that this was Captain Liu's deliberate convenience, so he was already very grateful.

The next moment, the three members of the Wang family carried Mrs. Wang's body into the waist-deep grass, and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

After this incident, everyone's mood became even more depressed, and no one could take any chances. This cruel road of exile was accompanied by death.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Liu Xiong watched a quarter of an hour slowly coming, but there were no figures of the three people walking out in the grass, and was about to send someone to remind them, but unexpectedly, a shocking scream suddenly sounded.

"Ah ah ah ah."

"Yuanai!"

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