"Well, this is similar to a marriage contract, but it's still a free person. As long as the contract is destroyed, the human rights still belong to me." She explained half of it, and suddenly pointed to herself: "It's just like me, I also have a contract to sell my life. In the palace, life and death are all determined by the prince."
After listening to Cui Yan's casual explanation, I snorted in my heart.
"You mean, after signing this thing, human rights are no longer yours? Are you not in control of death or life?!"
"It can be explained like this."
"Then..." I pressed my dry lips, and asked without tears, "Is there any contract that looks very similar to this thing??"
"Generally speaking, the land deeds and other things grow like this..." Cui Yan explained halfway, and suddenly widened her eyes: "Fujin, you haven't signed something similar before, right?!"
"Uh." It seems a little can't hide it: "Actually I don't know... I...
I bit my lip and said it for a long time without saying a word, because this last sentence is too hard to say! !
"What's wrong with you?"
"I..." I covered my face, laughing and crying: "I can't read, I don't know what I signed!"
"What? You don't know how to read?" Cui Yan was stunned for a moment: "Haha...Ahaha! No wonder the prince said before that he would find a master for you to learn Chinese."
"What did he say?" I ignored Yu Cuiyan's wild laugh, just caring about Han Moyu's talk about finding a teacher for me.
"Yes... Haha!"
"God..." My mouth was shrinking more and more.
It's over, it must be a bargain... He knows that I am illiterate, and that is that this thing is not good! If I was literate, I would definitely recognize this thing! I refused to sign!
Having a marriage contract is not enough, I have to sign that kind of thing! Bastard!
I gritted my teeth, thinking in my heart: No! I have to find a way to steal it back...! !
But... But now he will be back at most ten days, what if he comes back early if he feels better? There are only so few days, I want to steal something and have to run away, is it too rush?
Rubbing my hands, I thought to myself, this'human rights' or something, wasn't that serious in ancient times, right
Look at that Lian Wanqiu, the man still dared to run with her charity in his hand, why didn't I dare to run
Run if you should! I'll talk about it if you catch it!
But... At the same time, I'm really afraid that in this era of grassroots life, if I provoke the prince, I will really feed me to the tiger again...
I have to admit that the last time he scared me with a cold face was very successful.
"But you don't have to worry about Fujin." The little girl looked at my depressed face and patted my shoulder to comfort me: "Even if you sign, you won't be counted. The imperial edict points you to the prince. A woman is a life or death when she marries her husband. Dependence, so this in itself is equivalent to an indestructible contract. Besides, as long as the prince wants, the one who sells the contract will help you buy it back!"
"Haha..." I sneered twice.
This is to persuade me, this is clearly adding fuel to the fire! Don't worry yet? I'm more worried, okay? !
Just now I was thinking about stealing the deed, this time I have to steal the imperial decree from me! is it possible! Uh...
In this way, for several days in a row, my mood has been very depressed.
I don’t have the energy to do anything, and all I think about all day is the “deed of sale, human rights, imperial decree, marriage contract, tiger”...
Fortunately, Tang Daiyu was ill, and the rest were restrained, and no one looked for me—except for the little girl Cuiyan who spoke to me every day.
She always makes me lose my interest immediately when I am doing the only thing that is happy!
"Fujin, you can't eat like this." She knocked on the table again and warned: "You are a regular wife. If the prince wants to take you into the palace to meet the saint, who is at a big table, you will eat like this?"
I looked at her with a face full of rice grains: "I have been eating this way for many years."
"Before it was before, now you are Fujin." She thought about it a little bit: "But you used to eat this way in front of the prince. He doesn't seem to have much control. It should be because he loves you so he is not willing to reprimand, but The maid suggested that you should change it slightly."
"What you said is wrong." I swallowed a big mouthful of rice, and argued with her: "He loves me? He takes all my money, fines me to feed the horse and shut me up, and he pays it back Love me?"
"Uh... Um... If you didn't reprimand you directly, wouldn't that also hurt you and save face."
"..." I looked at this maid who was really like an old lady Han Moyu who was doing bad things for him, holding up a bowl of soup, and deliberately raising my neck: "Gudududu--" and blew it down.
"Oh!" Cui Yan was so angry that I really smoked: "I really haven't seen you like this..."
"Ha!" Put down the big bowl of soup: "If you haven't been hungry, you will never know how delicious the food is!"
"Why don't the slave servant know..." She rolled her eyes: "When I was a kid, I almost killed my brother for a piece of cake."
"Uh... change the subject."
I sighed helplessly, and quickly ended this boring argument.
Actually, in this panic era... No one really can settle down. Before entering the palace, these servants and servants were probably refugees or poor people.
Otherwise, who is willing to sell as a slave
As far as the current situation is concerned, there is really no way to talk about the chaos of the war. In fact, it is not the cause of the chaos at all.
I heard that Han Moyu won a battle six years ago... Think about it that was the year I came.
That year was the most chaotic time, it was called war chaos, there were corpses all over the field, and the people who starved to death did not know how many more people were now.
Because he won the battle, he has been quieter outside in recent years, and our refugees have been able to linger for a while.
At that time, I heard that there was a God of War in our country, who rescued the people, but unfortunately... only half of it was saved. I don’t know why, he was in a downturn after only one victory...
Sighing again, I continued to eat.
But when another little maid outside the door came to report, Cui Yan frowned slightly after hearing this.
"What's the matter?" I immediately became interested, winking and asking before the rice in my mouth could be swallowed.
"It's nothing, Fujin, you ate yours." Cui Yan looked like she didn't want to tell me, and said to the little maid: "Look again and tell me if you have anything."
The little maid left obediently, I thought to myself, this Cuiyan's weight in the palace is probably an'aunt', maybe because it is Fu Jin's personal maid, she is very talkative, she is very good at handling things and not worrying the master.
But I... I'm just someone who doesn't think it is too big to watch the excitement, so I greeted her and asked her mysteriously.
"What is she reporting to you, can you tell me not?"
"No." Cui Yan answered very neatly: "Eat your meal."
"I'm full." Putting down my chopsticks, I started to grind: "You tell me?"
"No way."
"Then I will pull you out to play the board!"
I barked my teeth and threatened, but saw her suddenly laugh, the kind of smile that was particularly contemptuous, and a little bit proud.
"The prince gave me a gold medal for my life before. Let me take care of you. He said that if Fujin wants to beat me, he must wait for him to think about it and finish the approval before playing."
"My Nima—"
I patted the table fiercely, feeling resentful: This Han Moyu! Why do you seem to know everything? !
He is not at home at all, where to find someone to criticize!
And why did the maid I was about to tame suddenly become someone else's eyeliner? !
I swallowed my anger abruptly, and I pretended to be a hippie smile with her.
"Good Cuiyan, just tell me, you see you hiding from me... I don't know if I am easily killed by others, right, I am killed by others, don't you have no master? Without me, you are too much. Sad... Tell me, I'm so prepared, otherwise I don't know how to die, and your prince comes back, but it's not a matter of playing the board. You guess you will die with me..."
I was only halfway talking about machine guns, and Cui Yan's face became worse and worse, as if moved by my pitiful appearance.
But after a while, I got bored and I seemed to say: "I won't be fooled by you." After that, I turned and left.
"..." My face was full of hatred for iron and steel, and I hummed several times at her back!
Your boss! You are capable! Let me ask the little girl who reports to you! She has no pardon, right? I don’t believe in being as strict as you!