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

Chapter 63 Doubt

Gu Yueyan couldn't help it anymore and tried to step forward again, but was blocked by Song Jinhe again.

"Gu Tai, Zhen'er is unconscious and unable to stand. Why don't you put Zhen'er on my prison car and let him lie underneath. Otherwise, you can put me on that prison car. Let us, sir. Two to a prison van. I blocked him to prevent him from falling off halfway. Look, if he falls down, if something happens, wouldn't you destroy the will of the Holy One? No one can be missing, right? "

Su Chengyi started beeping again.

His main point has always been that as long as I am not embarrassed, others will always be embarrassed.

"Don't worry, your son is the God of War, he can stand."

Gu Tai smiled sinisterly. With a wave of his hand, the two Zhaowei men immediately went over, bent down to tear off their cloaks, and lifted up Su Zhenbei who was lying on the ground.

"Don't touch the young master."

Su San didn't move, with an expression on his face that you would have to step over my corpse today.

Su San!

Standing there waiting for the tattooed fan to come over quickly,

"Lord Taiwei, this is the great cloak given by King Yan."

The painting fan stood in front of Su San calmly.

The Holy Emperor and the Queen Mother said that there must be no less people in the Duke's Mansion, and that was what they were talking about, Master. Su San is just a slave. If he is missing, he will be missing. No one will care.

"Well, given by King Yan?"

The corners of Gu Tai's lips rose.

[A bunch of idiots, still want to point at King Yan? He was also demoted by the emperor last night. Counting the time, I'm afraid everyone will be out of Beijing by now. 】

No matter what he thought in his heart, on the surface, King Yan was demoted, and he was also the eighteenth son of the late emperor. No matter how powerful he is, Gu Tai is still just a minister, and he cannot disrespect King Yan on the surface.

"You two, be careful not to damage the prince's things."

The two Zhaowei nodded and stepped forward to wrap Su Zhenbei in a big cloak and send him to the prison car.

"Gu Tai, if you really hurt Zhen'er, the Queen Mother will never spare you."

Su Chengyi looked at Gu Tai fiercely.

[Mi Baobao, please don’t intercede for me. I can’t die if I get on the prison car]

Su Mi suddenly heard her elder brother's voice.

[Okay, brother, don’t worry. I won't let you die either. 】

Sumi Bao quickly told her parents and grandma what her eldest brother was thinking. (From then on, Sumi finally accepted the name and happily added the word "宝" to the end of her name.)
  Song Jinhe gave Gu Yueyan a look.

Gu Yueyan Bingxue was smart and immediately understood what the elders meant.

"Sir, as the wife of a criminal, I should be punished in the same carriage as the prisoner."

Gu Yueyan took a step forward, but Song Jinhe didn't hold her back. She had already knelt down in front of Gu Tai.

"Okay, the Su family, from slaves to masters, are all hard-core."

Gu Tai's eyes were cold and he bit the words "Su family" and "hard bones" hard.

"Put Gu Yueyan and Su Zhenbei in the same prison, and Song Jinhe and Su Chengyi in the same prison."

Zhaowei stepped forward and removed Su Chengyi's original wooden shackles, put double shackles on him and Song Jinhe, then changed to a larger prison cart and pushed the two of them in.

The pain of double shackles is that Su Chengyi is taller and fatter than Song Jinhe. With the wooden shackles around his neck, Su Chengyi could not make himself shorter. Song Jinhe could only straighten up and half-knelt in the prison car. Only in this way can the balance of the two wooden shackles be maintained. The bottom of the prison car is hard and see-through. From here to kneeling outside the city gate, your legs will definitely be worn out.

"Jinhe, sit on my lap." How could Su Chengyi let his wife suffer.

"You're injured."

Song Jinhe took a look at his good-for-nothing husband, who was covered in injuries from beatings. Even though Mi Baobao's medicine had been applied, the pain was severe when touched.

What's more, her husband is usually known to be a squeamish person who is afraid of death. If his skin was scratched by a branch, he would have to run to the old lady and cry. It will only get better if the old lady comes up with good things to coax him.

"It's okay. I'm thick and have a lot of fat. I can't hold my bones."

"Okay, I'll listen to you husband. I'll kneel for a while, and then I'll sit on your lap after my legs feel sore."

Song Jinhe twisted his neck. shrug.

Mrs. Su got on the carriage, and Sumi Bao sat in her grandma's arms. The little eyes keep staring here. Seeing her mother like this.

Alas, I still missed it after all calculations. Sumi Bao originally did not expect that Song Jinhe would be put on the shackles. The wife of the head of the family, who has been pampered in the house for many years, has thin skin and tender flesh. The wooden shackles are thick, hard and have burrs, and her neck and shoulders will soon be worn out.

Alas, there are also eldest brother and sister-in-law. They really suffered a lot this time.

Sumi Bao looked towards his elder brother.

The prison car Su Zhenbei was riding in was a special one, specially built by Zhao Prison for those extremely vicious criminals. When prisoners of these crimes were sent to Zhao Prison, they were often tortured, their bodies were beaten to pieces, and their hands and feet were broken.

How can a person like this, who is like a piece of rotten flesh, be able to sit in a prison car? Of course, it all depends on the various special railings and pillars built in the prison car.

There is a thick wooden pillar in the middle of the special prison van. Su Zhenbei's arms were stretched out and tied to the horizontal pillar with thick hemp ropes. Wearing an iron shackle on his head, he was fixed to a large wooden pillar. The chest is tied with many kinds of flowers, and there are thick hemp ropes all around, fixing the whole person to the wooden pillar. While sitting in the prison van, his legs were fixed with ropes to the horizontal pillars at the bottom of the prison van.

Gu Yueyan was tied directly to the other side of the wooden pillar, back to back.

Everyone in Zhaowei knew Gu Yueyan's identity, and felt that if Gu Taiwei was angry with his daughter and broke off the relationship, it would only be a temporary anger. After all, the bond of flesh and blood cannot be broken. So Zhaowei just tied Gu Yueyan to Su Zhenbei's back symbolically. Her hands and feet were not tied.

Gu Tai looked at all this with a gloomy face and said nothing.

"Give all the masters of the Duke's Mansion a tattoo and serve me carefully."

There was a sneer on Gu Tai's lips, but there was crazy joy in his eyes.

There was a row of more than a dozen official officials standing under the eaves, the leader's face was solemn and forbearing.

Logically speaking, criminals are sentenced to exile, have their faces tattooed and follow the formalities, are yoked and tied with ropes, and walked in prison cars. A series of things are done by them, the escort officers of the Ministry of Justice. After being escorted out of the capital, he was handed over to the exile escort officer at Shiliting outside the city, and the matter was settled.

How could a convicted criminal be tortured and interrogated before being exiled?

But the one who intervenes now is Captain Gu. Although Zhao Prison is also a department of their Criminal Department, Zhao Prison is directly under the emperor. Zhao Prison always overwhelms them in handling cases.

At this time, they could only watch and not be able to express their dissatisfaction with Taiwei Gu. He had to wait respectfully for Captain Gu to finish before escorting him out of the city.

At this time, their only hope was that Lieutenant Gu would allow them to set off on time at Chenshi. Otherwise, when the time comes, it will still be them who will be punished and beaten.

"You can't give Zhen'er a tattoo. If you want tattoos, then tattoo me. If you don't forgive me, give me tattoos all over my face."

Su Chengyi started beeping again,
  "The Queen Mother will never let you give Zhen'er a tattoo. If you insist on doing something rash, Gu Tai, the Emperor will definitely not spare you."

Su Chengyi mentioned Su Zhenbei and the emperor again and again.

As thoughtful as Gu Tai was, he couldn't help but frown.

Does Su Ergou have a secret?

"Su Ergou, why would the emperor blame me? Su Zhenbei is the leader of the rebels. Being exiled and tattooed is a light thing. If you are not beheaded, you should be burned with incense. What are you beeping about?"

Gu Tai walked over and suddenly stretched his face in front of Su Chengyi's prison car. His voice was cold, but his eyes revealed boundless calculations.
  "You said, Su Zhenbei and His Majesty—"

(End of this chapter)