After feeding the exiled criminals, she was forced to reveal herself

Chapter 33: Are everyone here from Benliu?
In the hazy night, I was awakened by the messenger's continuous loud shouts.

Amidst the flying dust, the exile team, which had been delayed in Songjiang Town for half a day for some reason, walked out of the bustling Songjiang Town facing the first ray of light from the sky.

On both sides of the city gate, farmers or merchants from nearby villages were waiting in line.

The urgent report from the border gate of 800 miles away opened the closed city gate.

People waiting outside to enter the city pulled each other and their companions.

"Hey! Wake up, wake up, the door is open!"

"It's not time to open the city gate yet, let's sleep a little longer." The man said sleepily.

"It's open! It's open!" His companion pulled him again.

Hearing this, Gao Shanhe opened his eyes, stood up from the carriage full of goods strangely, and looked towards the city gate.

"Are there any prisoners today?"

The companion next to him didn't pay much attention to that. When he saw the city gate opened, he turned around to check the goods on the horse, then walked around the car again to check whether the oilcloth cover was tight.

Gao Shanhe is a lively person. He reached out and patted my pile of goods and jumped out of the carriage: "Dongzi, take a look at the things. I'll come and take a look."

"Eh? There are all exiled prisoners over there. What were you doing there?" Before Dongzi finished speaking, Gao Shanhe had already moved forward with the others.

It is indeed said that there are often officers and soldiers escorting people into exile at the North City Gate, but most villagers rarely see them, especially a huge team, where everyone has come out, and the tail is still missing.

Gao Shanhe took out a pancake from his arms and looked at it while eating.

"Where will these people be escorted?"

"I don't know. It seems like we can go all the way north."

"The north side? The north side is really messy." Someone suddenly interrupted.

Seeing that the people next to him suddenly looked at him, including the tall and burly Gao Shanhe, he was also curious about how the old man in front of him knew.

"Look at what I'm doing. Seriously, I'm not going to lie to you guys, my family has relatives who have fled from the north. There are disasters and wars over there, all day long, and the court exiled them there, tsk tsk, It’s quite painful.”

He said he had a nose and eyes, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

However, everyone accepted a useful piece of news from his mouth, that is, the place where these exiled prisoners are about to go is an extremely miserable place.

As a result, when the prisoners cheered up and passed by the people on both sides, they found that many people looked at them with sympathy in their eyes.

Some people even sighed and sighed: "Oh, it's so miserable."

The prisoners walked forward in silence and disgrace. Some of them looked up at those people who looked vicissitudes of life but were full of energy. They couldn't help but show envy in their eyes.

Once upon a time, they all lived so freely.

With officers and soldiers on both sides pressing down on the formation, the common people only dared to say a few words and did not dare to move forward, just like the people in the city.

Gao Shanhe watched for a while and found that the end of the team had also left the city gate. There were already people in front carrying poles and preparing to pay to enter the city.

He bit the pancake and walked back with the exiled team.

His companion Dongzi saw that the exile team had gone far away and Gao Shanhe was still watching the fun, so he quickly called him.

"Brother Shanhe, let's go! Before Chen Shi, shopkeeper Xinglong told us to deliver the things to the place."

Gao Shanhe responded loudly, then turned back to the front of the car, put the thick hemp rope between the handles on his shoulders, vigorously lifted the truck and pushed it towards the city gate.

"You go and pay the customs fee, we won't need you here."

"okay!"

Dongzi went to the city gate to pay the customs fee for entering the city. Today's customs fee was two cents, which was more valuable than a while ago. Dongzi felt a little distressed and muttered something unhappily when he came back to help Gao Shanhe help the car. Gao Shanhe vigorously pushed the heavy truck into the city. When he heard Dongzi complaining, he didn't say anything to him. He just said casually: "Later, we will arrive at Xinglongzhuang and hand over the things. Let's go to the South Market."

Dongzi was stunned, "Why are you going to the South Market?"

"Buy something."

Dongzi: "Huh?"

Gao Shanhe remembered the scene he saw outside the door before, "I saw in that team that some prisoners were in ragged clothes, and some looked different from others."

"That's for sure. Those who can be exiled to the far north are still out of reach of ordinary people." Dongzi said.

Farmers like them who come from the farthest distance to Songjiang Town, if they really committed something, would they still need to be sent to Dabei? He had already been kicked to death by the officials and nobles on the spot.

Gao Shanhe glanced at him, "Do you want to earn some money and save it to marry a wife?"

When Dongzi in front heard this, he immediately turned around: "Of course! Brother Shanhe, what? Do you have a way to make money?"

Gao Shanhe didn't say, "Let's go and deliver the goods first, and then go to Nanshi."

If the exile team went north, they would definitely pass by their Gaojia Village. Gao Shanhe planned to go to Nanshi to buy some things and then return to the village.

If you have time, you might be able to make a few bucks along the way.

After delivering the goods, the two went to the South Market. This place is not as prosperous as Laiyun Street in the city. The people setting up stalls along the street are poor people.

Dongzi was curious about what Gao Shanhe was going to buy. Gao Shanhe walked from left to right and finally saw an old man with a dry face sitting on a small bench knitting straw sandals. There were two baskets and a shoulder pole in front of him, which were full of denim clothes. It's all made up.

Gao Shanhe asked: "Uncle, how do you sell these straw sandals?"

The old man didn't even raise his head and said, "You can choose whatever you want."

Dongzi squatted in front of the basket, flipping through it, "You can buy a bun for one penny, old man, your straw sandals are too expensive!"

"There are cheap ones at the market entrance, you can go there and buy them."

When Dongzi was still bargaining, Gao Shanhe said, "I want both. How many are there in total? I think your basket is pretty good, so I'll sell them together."

The old man selling shoes told him the number, and Gao Shanhe counted out the corresponding copper coins from his money bag, picked up the pole and took Dongzi's cart out of the city.

The car was loaded with goods when I arrived, and Dongzi was holding straw sandals when I left.

"How much money can you make from this, Brother Shanhe?"

"Let's talk about it after we catch up."

Gao Shanhe was pushing the cart forward with striding strides. The exiled prisoners were covered in jingles and jingles. His feet were not as fast as Gao Shanhe's. Before he knew it, he had almost caught up with the team in front.

At this moment, on the right side behind him, there was a rumble as if a caravan was approaching from the road next door.

Gao Shanhe stopped the wheelbarrow and gave way to the other party.

The steward of the merchant was sitting on the front of the car with his feet dangling in the air. He saw someone pushing two baskets of straw sandals on the side of the road, and his eyes were slightly surprised.

The man pushing the cart is indeed good-looking, strong and burly, not like a farmer working in the fields.

The steward didn't look too much and urged the caravan forward.

Gao Shanhe saw that they seemed to be heading straight for the exile groups in front, and hurriedly pushed the cart forward.

When the officers and soldiers escorting from the rear saw the caravan approaching, they shouted loudly: "What are you doing! Get over here!"

As soon as Gao Shanhe chased after him, he saw the shrewd housekeeper jump out of the car, take something unknown in his hand and send it to the official with a smile.

(End of this chapter)