Exile? A mad, wicked woman empties the national treasury to escape famine.

Ji Yunshu stood aside, having lost all interest in watching the spectacle. As more and more disaster victims arrived, the scene became increasingly chaotic.

She turned and instructed Sherlin and Xiaolan to keep an eye on their carriages and to shoo away any refugees that approached them.

At times like these, the worst thing you can do is show any compassion. Not only will it not help others, it might even get you hurt.

Reference: Ji Yunyao.

Minister Ji and Consort Zhu became increasingly restless. The three of them managed to climb out, but Ji Yunfeng remained completely silent. Before, her screams could be heard, but now even those were gone.

They all approached Ji Yunyao.

"Yao'er, think of something! Think of something! Your brother is still inside! Get him out of there! He's the only son of the Minister's family! If anything happens to him, the Minister's family line will end!"

Ji Yunyao was also terrified. She had never seen such a scene before, but now it wasn't something she could stop just by saying so. After a moment's thought, Ji Yunyao caught sight of the officers out of the corner of her eye, quickly ran towards them, grabbed one of the officers' sleeves, and said urgently,

"Sir, sir, please think of something! My brother, my brother is still inside! Please get rid of these disgusting refugees! If this continues, my brother will die! Please, please do it now!"

These officials were all dressed in official robes and had swords at their waists. Ji Yunyao believed that as long as they spoke, the disaster victims would definitely be afraid. For now, she had no choice but to ask these officials for help.

The officials looked at each other, not wanting to get involved in these matters. Their only goal was to escort the exiled prisoners to their place of exile. They didn't care what happened along the way or how many prisoners died.

After all, some prisoners always die on the way to exile, and relatively speaking, once people die, the authorities have even less to do.

Realizing the officials didn't want to get involved, Ji Yunyao panicked even more. Suddenly, she thought of something, moved closer to one of the officials, and raised her voice.

"Let me tell you, you've probably heard a bit about my relationship with the First Prince. He values ​​me highly and has said he'll clear the name of the Minister's family. You only need to lift a finger to help me now, and I won't forget you when I rise to prominence. But if you stand idly by now, don't blame me for being ruthless when I become the First Prince's consort!"

The officials exchanged glances, frowned imperceptibly, thought for a moment, then drew their swords and began to drive away the huddled refugees.

"Stop! Stop! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! We are officials appointed by the imperial court. If you do not heed our warnings, don't blame us for having no eyes for our swords! Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way! Everyone, disperse! Hey, what are you doing with my knife? Don't try to take my knife! We're responsible for escorting exiled prisoners. You're obstructing official business. Do you want to die? Hey, why are you pushing me? Get out of my way!"

The officials kept trying to drive the disaster victims away, but there were just too many disaster victims on the scene. There were only a dozen or so officials in total. Not only were the disaster victims not driven away, but many of the soldiers also had their swords stolen!

Several officials were pushed to the ground by the disaster victims, who trampled on them with their feet.

The officials struggled mightily to crawl out of the crowd, their faces bruised and swollen, a far cry from their earlier imposing demeanor.

Moreover, many disaster victims kept glancing at the officials' supplies. After a while, some of the victims moved closer to the officials' supplies, trying to snatch them and their provisions.

Now, the officials panicked. They couldn't bother to disperse the surrounding refugees. They desperately scrambled to their feet, protecting their food and belongings. But there were too many refugees, and they swarmed forward. The officials could only hold onto their money tightly and desperately slash at the surrounding area.

In the end, more than a dozen disaster victims were injured, and many corpses lay scattered on the ground. Only then did the disaster victims calm down a little, but their eyes were still fixed on the supplies in the hands of the officials.

Ji Yunshu stood aside, her expression wary. The scene was too chaotic. A cold smile appeared on her lips. Wasn't Ji Yunyao just trying to act like a living saint?

They really thought being a living bodhisattva was so easy.

She subtly instructed Sherlin to drive their two carriages backward, as far away from the disaster victims as possible.

Unfortunately, this scene happened right in Ji Yunyao's eyes. Ji Yunyao was already extremely anxious, and she didn't expect that even after the officials had taken action, these disaster victims would still be so bold!

Desperate to grab food, she happened to see the people from the Prince's mansion silently retreating. She immediately flew into a rage, her pupils widening, and pointed at Ji Yunshu and her group, shouting...

"Are you blind?! It's not like we're the only ones with dry rations. All the other wagons around here have them too. We bought them together yesterday, and they bought more than we did! Why are you only robbing us? Hurry up and rob them!"

Why are these disaster victims only targeting the Ministry of Rites for exploitation?!

As soon as she said this, the disaster victims seemed to receive some kind of command, and at the same time they turned to stare at Wang Fuyi and his party, as well as the Zhou and Luo families. Their eyes were like those of hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, which made everyone's hair stand on end.

Ji Yunshu couldn't help but curse inwardly. That wretched Ji Yunyao, she got herself into trouble and then dragged them down with her!

She quickly yelled at Sherlin in the other carriage, "Drive the carriage away!"

After saying that, she jumped onto the carriage and lashed the horse's rump with her whip.

"drive!"

The two carriages were in the middle of the procession. As they set off, they were blocked by refugees and other carriages. Sherin could only spur the horses on to get them out of the crowd as quickly as possible.

They acted quickly, but the disaster victims were just as quick to react.

After realizing what was happening, many of the disaster victims tried to hold onto the carriage to prevent Xie Lin and Ji Yunshu from driving it away. Some of the stronger victims even tried to hang themselves from the carriage and climb into it from the side or the top.

Fortunately, there were two young people in the carriage, Xiao Lan and Xie Mohuan. Although they were women, they were quite strong, especially Xie Mohuan, who was skilled in martial arts. Every time a disaster victim tried to climb into the carriage, she would pick up her weapon and knock the person unconscious with a single blow!

The carriage circled the crowd for a while before finally breaking through and speeding away. Many refugees chased after it, but eventually ran out of energy and couldn't keep up with its speed.

Many disaster victims turned their attention to the Zhou and Luo families.

The Zhou and Luo families were also clever. Taking advantage of the recent turn of events, they all boarded the carriages and, following Ji Yunshu's example, drove the carriages desperately through the crowd, rushing forward!

It's terrifying, absolutely terrifying! These disaster victims are like starving ghosts. Once they're caught in a trap, they'll probably all be torn apart and eaten alive!