My whole family eavesdropped on my thoughts, and I won money on the road to exile.

"Isn't that right? The old slave has brought small items such as forehead wiping and facial oil."

Aunt Su also walked over and lifted up the pillow. Her dressing box was placed against the wall. It was a two-layered dresser. She always put food on the upper layer and some small items on the lower layer.

Open the box and take out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"My God, it's still warm."

Grandma Su smiled so hard that her face spread out.

She was born in the countryside, and she preferred these practical things for food to those old ladies admiring beads and flower jewelry. So I often put snacks on the top of the dressing box.

"Old madam, try it quickly. It's your favorite. It's soft."

Aunt Su quickly brought the cakes to Mrs. Su to eat. Since her home was ransacked and she was imprisoned last night, she only had some food at noon today. It was sent by the Song family, but at that time everyone was in a bad mood, the future was unknown, and the adults couldn't eat any of it.

What's more, Song is a shrewd person today, and the food he prepared is not too out of the ordinary. They are all steamed buns and cooked food, which can be kept on the road for a few days.

"Well, it's soft, you can eat it too."

Mrs. Su smiled, this time a real smile, the first time she smiled happily since the house was confiscated.

The heart that was in mid-air was finally relieved.

The Su family has a little lucky star called Mi Baobao, so they will not die. Along the way, with Mi Baobao here, the family of women and children can persevere.

"Oh, I really regret it. I should have put all the delicious and valuable things on the bed. It's a pity that I put all the good things that the old lady usually rewards me in the bedside cabinet. I don't know what kind of bastard I took advantage of."

Grandma Su was always cheerful. When she smiled, she said it was a pity, but she didn't really mean it. She and her grandson Su An would feel at ease being able to stay with their master, even if they were exiled.

[The cabinet is here]

Sumi Bao waved his little hand, and Grandma Su's cabinet appeared on the ground beside the bed.

"Oh my God, little lady, you are truly a living god."

Aunt Su didn't look at the cabinet immediately. Instead, she hurried to the door, checked the door and window again, and made sure they were closed before running back again.

"Don't take these things out, just take some bedding and clothes."

Nanny Song has always followed Butler Song Jinhe and is most familiar with the things in the house.

"Miss, please bring out some sets of bedding from the male servant's courtyard room. Their bedding is very similar in color to the bedding in this inn. Even if it's dark, outsiders won't notice it too much even if they are interested."

Song Jinhe understood Nanny Song's worries as soon as he heard it. They have just left the capital less than a hundred miles away, and the emperor and those idiots like Gu Tai have many spies. It does not rule out that those dogs sent people to visit them at night.

The bedding of the women and slaves in the mansion is all colored, which is always inappropriate for others to see.

"Little miss, please hurry up and get my cabinet back. Ouch, my eyes are always twitching when I see it."

Sumi Bao giggled and put the cabinet and the bedding on the bed back into space. Then he took out a few gray cotton quilts like those of male servants.

The women quickly squeezed the six beds into three larger beds and spread out the bedding.

Gu Yueyan, Hua Fan, Song Jinhe and Nanny Song went out and carried Su Zhenbei in the donkey cart. Each of the four women carried a corner of his cloak and carried Su Zhenbei, who was pretending to be unconscious, into the room.

"Su Zhenbei is still unconscious?"

At the window of the single room on the third floor, official Xiao Yazhang was applying medicine to Chu Mingyang. Chu Mingyang looked into the courtyard through the window and happened to see four women carrying Su Zhenbei. He asked Zhou Fuan, who was standing behind him, without looking back.

"Well, ever since King Yan sent him here, he has been lying in a coma in the donkey cart." Zhou Fu'an directed Qian Xiaocheng to add things for use in the room, while watching several officials come in and out, calling Chu Ming The contents of the carriage were brought in.

He really had a headache. This third-generation ancestor was escorting prisoners with him. He was just here for a trip. Look at these boxes. They are all things that the third generation ancestor used on a daily basis.

Xiao Yazhang applied the medicine and packed the medicine box. Then he started to take out the things Chu Mingyang used daily from the box.

Watching Xiao Yazhang busy, after a while, he took out a few huanghuali wood sticks from the box, and then assembled them into a clothes hanger, and took out the clothes and hung them up. Sachet and fan... Even later, Xiao Yazhang even took out a spittoon from an elegant huanghuali wood box.

Zhou Fu'an's eyes widened. Yes, he saw it right. It was indeed a spittoon, and it was inlaid with gold and jade.

and then?

Then Chu Mingyang unbuttoned his pants in front of him and three officials in the room,

slam-la-

Put a splash of yellow soup -...

"I have mysophobia, so I can't sleep on a bed outside or use a spittoon."

Chu Mingyang whistled at Zhou Fu'an.

Then, Zhou Fu'an watched two official servants bring in a few boards, Xiao Zhang Ya went out with a spittoon and poured it out, and then he was busy again, and a simple huanghuali single bed was set up.

"Don't you know how to bring all the things in your house? Can your carriage really be loaded with it? Is there anything else that little Tooth can't do?"

It's not Zhou Fu'an's fault. He has been an official for most of his life, and this is the first time he has seen an escort officer look like this. This is escorting an exiled prisoner, this man really thinks he is traveling.

"Ask Xiao Yazhang, he knows everything. Otherwise, my grandfather wouldn't have assigned him to serve me specially. Oh, by the way, Xiao Yazhang is my grandfather's personal slave who has been tailor-made for me since I was a child. You This is good luck and good eyesight. Otherwise, you would never see so many unique skills in your life."

Ok,

I won't ask any more questions. If I ask any more, I'll be a bitch.

Only then did Zhou Fu'an understand why the Right Prime Minister sent Xiao Yazhang to report to the Yamen before sending Chu Mingyang here.

This little boy has open teeth, is young, and has a fair face. He looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old. He has pretty features and has a girl-like mouth with white teeth. And because he is a new guy, everyone is not happy with him. We are familiar with him. I only know that his surname is Zhang, but I cannot pronounce his name. Behind his back, everyone calls him Xiaoya Zhang. Unexpectedly, when Chu Mingyang came, he opened his mouth and called him Xiao Ya Zhang. It turned out that Xiao Ya Zhang was actually the servant of the right prime minister. Chu Mingyang gave him the name of Xiao Ya Zhang.

Xiao Yazhang is smart and quick-witted. He has been liked by everyone within a few days of his arrival.

But if you think that having small teeth and having a sweet mouth will cause trouble, you are wrong.

After only a few days here, everyone discovered that the little gaping teeth are not only handy, but can also repair anything that is broken. He can actually do everything from knives and whips to instruments of torture to women's embroidery, cooking, and making clothes.

A complete little master of life.

and then?

After today's trip, everyone also discovered that this guy can actually do kung fu.

I just don’t know how good his kung fu is, but judging from the fact that he was as light as a swallow all the way, and he was not out of breath or blushing, I think this guy’s kung fu is probably not very good yet.

Zhou Fu'an calmly looked away from Xiao Yazhang. The Right Prime Minister was a veteran of Da Qi who was as famous as Wang Taifu. He was also a great contributor to the late emperor's victory in the world. Not long after the current emperor came to power, he became ill and rested at home.

It seems now that the emperor has been in power for ten years, and he has been in charge of the Duke's Palace, the Tutor's Palace, etc. All those powerful officials were in ruins, but the Right Prime Minister's Mansion remained calm.

Where is the water in Youxiang Mansion?

How could a small prison like him be able to delve into it.