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

Chapter 388 Your Weapon Has Arrived
Xiong Jiushan raised the whip in his hand, pointed at a woman in the distance who was clinging to Fan Wu's thighs and crying, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on with that prisoner?"

The old yamen runner who was serving beside him looked up.

"She is the fifth daughter of the Yan family. When they passed by Gaojia Village, Old Man Yan gave her to Fan Wu in exchange for some food."

Xiong Jiushan raised his thick eyebrows, "Send?"

The old yamen runner was also stunned when he heard his tone. He originally thought that Xiong Jiushan was just asking casually and didn't take it seriously, so he simply explained their relationship. However, when he heard the adult's tone was not good, the old yamen runner's heart skipped a beat and thought to himself that something was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, he told the truth: "I lost the bet."

Xiong Jiushan's face was dark.

After being silent for a long time, he stared at the female prisoner being beaten by the yamen runners in front of him, and refused to let go. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. The men on both sides felt the air pressure around them suddenly drop.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to deteriorate, the old yamen runner hurriedly explained a few more words.

"Sir, the journey for these prisoners is long and dangerous. They are a group of people who have no hope. In previous years, if we encountered such a large number of people escorted, all kinds of strange things would happen on the road, not to mention... this is a matter of mutual consent, right?"

The old yamen runner felt that he had expressed his implicit meaning in a very tactful way.

People are different, and exiles are also different.

There are so many people, some are obedient and some are disobedient. There are strong and weak, so it is not impossible for the weak to cling to the strong.

Anyway, when they were on duty, their only job was to send the prisoners to their destination, and as for... the rest.

As for the other things, the old yamen runner still didn't say it clearly, but his meaning was expressed vividly.

This guy is going to be exiled. How can he still have the dignity of a human being?

If you want dignity, you have to show sincerity.

It has been like this since ancient times.

The woman's wailing was like a funeral procession, as if she had been assigned to the side of the old, weak, sick and disabled and had no way out. She grabbed hold of Fan Wu's tattered trouser legs tightly and refused to let go.

The officer who was arresting the woman nearby was having a headache. At first he didn't take the woman seriously, but when he really arrested her, he was shocked!

The yamen runner was sweating profusely. He looked up and shouted to the officer in charge: "This woman is too strong. I think she is no worse than the male prisoners. Why don't we just throw her over there?"

Upon hearing this, the female prisoner quickly turned her head and kowtowed in the direction where Xiong Jiushan was standing!

"Sir! Please give me a way to live. I don't want to die in front of the bandits. I am in exile and I haven't reached the destination yet. I want to live a few more days."

Xiong Jiushan pursed his lips, the coldness on his face was obvious.

"Who says the old, weak, sick and disabled are going there to die?"

The escort officer suddenly shouted loudly, which not only frightened the female prisoner, but also scared the other people who were eager to try to imitate her behavior. They immediately stopped and dared not do it again.

Just as Xiong Jiushan was speaking, a big foot flew over from the side of the woman and kicked her to the other side.

Fan Wu's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he said in an annoyed tone, "You're crying and attracting my attention. Go over there! It makes me angry just by looking at you."

He likes to be the center of attention and be feared by everyone, but he doesn't like to be hugged by a crying woman. Isn't that disgusting?

He was still furious, so he turned around, grabbed the old man Yan who was not far away from him by the collar, and threw him away with great force!
“Roll, roll, roll, roll—”

"Don't you two dare to hang around under my nose!"

Xiong Jiushan frowned, walked over with big strides, and kicked Fan Wu hard.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he showed his power, everyone in the yard fell silent and dared not say anything more.

Fan Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was helped up from the ground with an unconvinced look on his face. Among the people around him, only a skinny exile named Ding Yin dared to help him.

Xiong Jiushan didn't even look at Ding Yin. He just raised the whip in his hand, pointed at Fan Wu and said coldly: "Behave yourself." Fan Wu gritted his teeth, swallowed his saliva, and didn't refute.

"continue!"

With a loud shout, Xiong Jiushan returned to the front.

Soon, more than one hundred prisoners were divided into two teams, each team was divided into several groups, and they were strictly guarded by escorting officers from various factions.

This was completely different from the previous practice, and everyone's nerves were inevitably tense. Even when the hot lunch was served, the whole courtyard of the inn was terribly depressing and unusually quiet.

The whole yard is filled with fragrance, and everyone is enjoying the aroma.

Privately, everyone was wondering what Mr. Xiong was going to do.
Why does the team have to split into two groups when escorting here?

Do you go forward and backward, or separately?

There were a few prisoners who were still not well. They covered their mouths and coughed repeatedly, ate in silence, and had a bad feeling in their hearts.

When people are at a loss, they always want to find some reference points.

As a result, many fugitives turned their eyes to the Xie family. Although they were terrified, they felt relieved when they saw that the Xie family, men, women, and children, who had always been united like an iron wall, had split into two teams.

The Xie family, the Chai family and others who were once extremely wealthy are now just like them.

I finally felt a little relieved and realized what Xiong Jiushan meant by his shout.

"Maybe the old, weak and sick people over there are not necessarily going to die." On this side, someone whispered in the back.

Pang Jiming, who was helping the escorts to tie up the goods on the carriage, couldn't help but turn around and look at his wife and children worriedly when he heard this.

He was just not as good as...

It’s worse than what, Pang Jiming couldn’t think of it.

Not far away, the men of the Xie family were working. Even Xie Yuchuan, the head of the Xie family, did not stand idly by.

He knew in his heart what the escort officer Xiong Jiushan was planning to do, but he was afraid that among all people, only Xie Yuchuan knew the answer.

Although he was no longer willing to associate with families like theirs after the accident, Pang Jiming observed how the Xie family behaved along the way, and he felt that if Xie Yuchuan was not in a panic.

Maybe this trip won't be too dangerous.

He gave his wife specific instructions before leaving her.

Pang Jiming took two deep looks and turned back to work.

Tie Niu got out from under the car, stood up and looked at Pang's wife, then leaned over to Pang Jiming and asked, "Are my sister-in-law and the others okay? Otherwise, go ask the master to let my sister-in-law and the others come over to our side?"

Pang Jiming shook his head. "No, the people here have heavy work to do. It would be better for them to stay over there. They can carry lighter things."

Tie Niu didn't think too much. He looked at the carriages and horses on this side and then looked over there.

It seems true.

He smiled and said, "Yes, this kind of heavy work should be done by men."

Pang Jiming smiled and said, "Well, Brother Tieniu, be alert on the road and don't be impulsive."

"Okay, listen to brother."

Not far away, Xie Yuchuan, who had just finished tying a knot, heard the noise not far away, turned his head to look at Pang Jiming and Tie Niu, lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, raised his head and said, "Throw the other one over here!"

Just as I reached out to take the rope, I suddenly heard a lazy and familiar voice in my ear.

"Xie Yuchuan, your weapon has arrived."

(End of this chapter)