After exile, I made a fortune with the sign-in system

Chapter 1
Spring is in full bloom, everything is revived, and the earth is green.

There is a team marching slowly on the official road kilometers away from the capital.

All the people in the team were pale, their eyes were empty and lifeless, like walking corpses.

Adult men wear large iron chains weighing ten catties on their hands and feet, and walk heavily and slowly.

From time to time in the middle, accompanied by the voice of the official, "Go, go!"

Song Shangshang's family was at the end of the line.

Behind them were more than thirty officials and three carriages.

One of the carriages was different from the other two carriages. That carriage looked very delicate and luxurious, and no one knew who was sitting in it.

Song Changshang wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and glanced at the officers and soldiers behind him, and found nothing unusual, so he whistled lightly.

Within a few seconds, there was a gust of wind, the warmth mixed with a trace of coolness, neither hot nor cold, blowing on people's faces, giving people a sense of happiness.

But this feeling of happiness didn't last for a few seconds before it was interrupted by a sharp voice beside him.

"Bitch girl, what are you whistling about? What if you attract those officials?" Liang stared at Song Shangshang.

"That's right, if those officials find out, we will be whipped." Liang's daughter-in-law, Zhang, said softly.

Song Changshang rolled his eyes when he heard this, and ignored the two of them.

She whistled so softly that no one could hear her except those around her.

The official post behind them was at least ten meters away from them, how could they hear it, but Mr. Liang spoke so loudly, the official post behind him might have heard it.

Besides, the officials still care about people whistling?
She was also unlucky to say the least.

She, Song Shangshang, was still at home half a month ago with the air conditioner turned on, eating fried chicken, drinking fat house water, and happily chasing dramas. Who knew that when she woke up the next day, she found that the surrounding environment had completely changed. Even she shrank herself.

She is not a fool either, after being surprised for a while, she knew that she had crossed time.

Traveled to an ancient dynasty that did not exist in history - the Great Zhou Dynasty.

She became a 12-year-old girl with the same name and surname, Song Shangshang, and the family situation of the original owner was a bit miserable. Her father was hacked to death by bandits, her mother was as intelligent as a child, and her siblings were young.

The worst is yet to come. A few days after she crossed over, their family was implicated by the family again, and they were exiled together in the bitter cold of the frontier!
I don't know what wrong things she did in her previous life. She was to be tortured like this in this life. Not to mention the inexplicable time travel, Miss Qianjin became a sinner within two days of her life.

The direct descendants of their family, the Household Minister Song Zhao, were found to have secretly accepted bribes and embezzled as much as 300 million taels of money at the beginning of this year!

The emperor Longyan was furious, but he also remembered that his ancestors and fathers in the Song family were all veterans of the three dynasties.

In ancient times, the honor and disgrace of the family were all one.

No, the direct descendants of the main family were convicted and exiled, and their offshoots were also exiled.

Song Shangshang ignored Liang Shi, but the other party didn't intend to give up.

"I just said that their family is unlucky. Your father still doesn't believe it. He insists on asking their family to recognize their ancestors. Look at how many things have happened in the past six months!" Liang looked at Song Shangshang in disgust, and turned his head Tell the daughter-in-law Zhang beside her.

"Mother is right! If it weren't for their family, we wouldn't have fallen to this point." Mrs. Zhang echoed Mrs. Liang's words in a low voice.

Liang said more and more, "Her father killed his mother when he was born, and then killed his father, and now he is dead. I think that's a bastard and a disaster. Their family can be better." Where to go"

"It's really unlucky to walk with their family!"

Liang always felt that everything that happened in the family in the past six months was due to the arrival of Song Shangshang's family.

Song Shangshang listened to the two whispering, took a deep breath, couldn't help it, if you can't bear it, then you don't need to bear it anymore.

Just about to speak, a small figure beside him said first, "Uncle, my father died to protect the family's goods, you can't insult my father like that!"

"Also, if you think our family is unlucky, don't come with us." Song Huaizhi finished talking to Liang Shi, and looked up at his sister Song Shangshang.

The meaning in the eyes is, can I say that?
"Great!"

Song Shangshang gave his brother a thumbs up.

exactly!
If you think their family is unlucky, don't go with them.

She babbled on and on all the way, just a few words, which made her ears callused.

The old lady with wrinkled face and triangular eyes who kept chattering in front of her was none other than the original owner's uncle, or the original owner's father's uncle.

Half a year ago, a group of people came to the original owner's house and said that the original owner's father, Song Yuanbai, was the long-lost son of the Song family's third room in the capital, and now he has found him and wants to recognize his relative.

Who is Song Zhao who is the head of the Song family in the capital? He is the Minister of the Household Department of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The original owner's father, Song Yuanbai, was startled when he heard such a big background. He was surprised and happy, but he didn't know until he arrived in the capital that the Song family's third house was actually a matter of Gaozu's generation.

The grandfather of the original owner's grandfather, that is, Gaozu, is a blood brother to the Shangshu Lord Song Zhao's Gaozu, but the family's house is from the concubine, and their house is from the concubine.

Moreover, the children and grandchildren, for several generations, their family has no direct relationship with the Shangshu family at all, they are just members of the same clan of the Song family.

Not long after he recognized his relatives, the original owner's father, Song Yuanbai, followed the family to deliver the goods. On the way, he encountered bandits and was cut off the cliff.

Liang said that their family was unlucky, but in her opinion, Liang's family was unlucky.

The original owner's family lived well before, but within half a year after they came to the capital, their father died, and now they are imprisoned by the family and exiled together!

Whose regret is it?
Mrs. Liang was stunned by Song Huaizhi's words for a long time before she came back to her senses, and said sharply: "My lord is talking, why are you interrupting, a child!"

Song Shangshang pulled his younger brother behind him, looked at Liang Shi and said slowly: "I agree with what my brother said, uncle, if you think our family is unlucky, don't go with our family. You think we are unlucky, and we think you are too. Shocking people!" chattering all the way.

Her voice was a little loud, and the clansmen walking around all looked at them.

Song Kaiming, who was walking ahead, heard the voice, turned around a few steps, walked up to Mrs. Liang and scolded in a low voice: "You mother-in-law is really restless. Hurry up and stop talking." After speaking, Song Kaiming dragged Mrs. Liang away. After walking halfway, he looked back at Song Shangshang apologetically, and said, "Son, your uncle's breasts are open, don't mind."

"It doesn't matter!"

Song Changshang waved at the other party, like this every time.

First, her uncle Liang slapped their family a few words without pain, and then her uncle came over to apologize when he heard it and saw it. Whatever your uncle said is angry, don't take it to heart.

"What's the matter, old man, do you really plan to take care of their family for the rest of your life?"

　Come, come, come, new readers, look here, the Fusang city I am referring to in the article, the name Fusang is taken from the name of a sacred tree in the Shan Hai Jing, it is not Japan, it is not Japan, it is also Japan that lives a good life!!!
　　One more thing, the author does not accept pointing and pointing, especially the kind of picky words. I wrote several book reviews in one chapter, and ran away as soon as I got to the paid chapter.
　　If you don’t like reading it, just turn it over and don’t read it, OK, so you can feel comfortable and so can I!!!
　　
　
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