Gu Jiao suspected that she was wrong, how could she see Gu Chengfeng here
Mu Qingchen closed her eyes and opened them, looking at Gu Jiao in confusion.
However, the group had already turned a corner and went in the opposite direction.
Mu Qingchen asked, "What are you looking at?"
Gu Jiao sat back in her seat: "I seem to see someone I know."
Mu Qingchen looked at the group of people outside the window, looked at Gu Jiao deeply and said, "Do you know the Han family or those slaves?"
Gu Jiao was slightly stunned: "Slave?"
Mu Qingchen looked at her and said, "Are you mistaken?"
Gu Jiao put down the window: "Maybe I really saw it wrong."
It was impossible for Gu Chengfeng to come to the country of Yan, let alone become a slave.
…
There is a ore vein at the foot of Dongshan Ridge in the outer city of Shengdu, which is mined by the Han family.
A few days ago, there was an accident in the mine, and a batch of corvés died. The Han family bought a batch of new corvés without stopping.
Most of these corvés were servants who were marked as slaves, including poor people in Yan State, prisoners who had been severely punished, and strong men from the black market.
The team stopped at the checkpoint of the mine, and the guards looked at the corvée tied by ropes, and tutted in disgust: "These corvuses don't seem to be of much use, there are not many strong ones."
An official riding on a horse said: "The market is not good now, it's good to have it, let's live and use it."
The guard said: "Okay, let's go to work, wait!"
The official smiled and said, "You still go to work so late, are you not afraid of another accident?"
The guard smiled helplessly: "What can I do about the order from above?"
There were helpless words on his mouth, but his expression was clearly indifferent.
Also, a group of lowly corvée, who cares about their life and death
A group of people entered the mine, and several officials found an open space and let them rest in place.
It's not that I am more sympathetic to them, but that they have traveled a long way. They are already very tired and must rest and eat to recover from physical work.
Everyone sat down directly on the ground.
Gu Chengfeng sat at the back and looked unremarkable.
The way he slept and slept on the road was no longer what he looked like when he was a son of an aristocratic family in Zhao Kingdom.
Not long after, someone brought porridge and steamed buns over, and the corvée swarmed up.
"Stand all! Stand! Don't move!"
The officer who distributed the food came with a whip, and everyone was honest.
One bowl of porridge and two steamed buns per person.
When it was Gu Chengfeng's turn, only half of the steamed bun was left.
Gu Chengfeng didn't say a word, took the porridge bowl and the hard steamed buns, and ate them in big mouthfuls.
After being hungry a few times, he already knew that if he didn't eat fast enough, he would only be hungry until the next meal.
Sure enough, as soon as they devoured half of the steamed buns in their hands, the officials urged them to enter the mine.
"Master, can you give me more stuttering? I can't eat enough... I don't have the energy to work..."
A corvée who was over fifty years old handed over to the official post and begged.
The official slapped him with a whip, causing him to roll to the ground: "Now I have strength!"
He fell in front of Gu Chengfeng.
In the past, Gu Chengfeng would definitely have helped him up, but now, Gu Chengfeng did nothing, just silently bypassed him and followed the team forward.
The group entered the mine.
Some ores are on the surface and can be mined directly, while some ores are underground and blind wells need to be dug.
They are now sent to dig wells, and several old corvés are already digging.
"Go get the shovel yourself!" the official shouted.
Everyone hurriedly walked over, picked up the shovel on the ground, and began to dig wells like the old corvés.
Gu Chengfeng also took a shovel and dug it up.
They dug until the middle of the night, and everyone was exhausted from digging, and they were taken back to a large shop to rest without a trace of strength.
Dozens of people crowded into one room, and the smell was suffocating.
Gu Chengfeng was lying on the wooden board in the far corner, with a corvée on one side and a dusty earthen wall on the other.
Xu was tired, and everyone almost lay down and fell into a deep sleep.
After the officer checked the room, he locked it outside, then turned around and left.
In the darkness, Gu Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes.
He didn't come to be a corvée, and since Shengdu had arrived, there was no need for him to continue to be among a group of slaves.
He had to figure out a way to get out.
As he pondered, he turned over, but inadvertently overwhelmed the wound on the outside of his right leg, and he gasped.
"Hold!"
It hurts to get the slave mark.
He couldn't help but swear.
…
After Gu Jiao returned to the house, she told her about being a horseman for the little princess. After all, it would be more appropriate to make it clear to her family that she would go there often in the future.
Nan Shi Niang served Gu Jiao a bowl of corn rib soup: "Which little county master? Is there a county master in our outer city?"
As soon as the county owner heard it, he was a person of status, and generally lived in the inner city.
"Jun Yan's daughter." Gu Jiao said.
"Jun Yanshan..." Nan Shi Niang felt that this title was familiar, but she had been away from Yan Kingdom for so many years that she couldn't remember it for a while.
"The monarch's younger brother." Mr. Meng said casually.
Nan Shi Niang, like being empowered by Daigo, smiled and said, "Ah, yes, yes, it is the younger brother of the monarch. Why does it sound familiar to me?"
Gu Jiao snorted: "Does the monarch's brother have such a small child?"
She remembered that the Duke of Ming Jun was the direct son of the crown prince, the grandson of the monarch. The Duke of Ming Jun looked about the same age as Xiao Heng, and the monarch was also about the same age as the old marquis.
Nan Shi Niang said thoughtfully: "I don't know." She didn't deliberately inquire about the royal family at first, and her understanding of the royal family was very limited.
Mr. Meng took a sip of the soup, and said indifferently: "Jun Yanshan is the posthumous son of the Queen Mother, who is nearly thirty years younger than the monarch."
Gu Jiao understands after saying this. Lord Yanshan is the youngest brother of the monarch, and his daughter is the same generation as the crown prince. Isn't that why even the Prince of Ming Dynasty has to politely call out his little aunt when he sees the little princess
Gu Jiao suddenly laughed: "The little guy is quite senior."
Everyone looked at her strangely.
After talking so much, is your focus only on seniority
That is the daughter of Jun Yan Shan, the little princess of the royal family!
It is said that the companion is like the companion of the tiger, not to mention the strange royal family of the Yan Kingdom, Nan Shi Niang was somewhat worried.
Mr. Meng seemed to be well-informed, so she asked Mr. Meng, "Is this Lord Yanshan easy to get along with?"
If you have a bad temper, you'd rather not do this job.
"Jun Yanshan is nothing." Mr. Meng said, and glanced at Gu Jiao, "You didn't make the little princess cry, did you?"
Gu Jiao said solemnly, "No, how could I make her cry?"
Mr. Meng nodded: "That's good. The monarch loves this little princess very much. The people who made her cry in the past were all killed by the monarch!"
Gu Jiao: "..."
In the early morning of the next day, Gu Jiao practiced the red spear for a while as usual. I wonder if it was because of the illusion that she saw Gu Chengfeng. Gu Jiao thought of the whip that she had neglected for many days, and took it out to practice for a while.
After that, Gu Jiao and Gu Xiaoshun went to the academy.
As soon as she arrived at the gate of the academy, Gu Jiao was stopped by a luxurious carriage.
A young man in brocade clothes came down from the carriage, and it turned out to be Han Che.
Han Che glanced at Gu Jiao with a half-smile, turned to open the curtain, and let another man in luxurious clothes get off the carriage.
Gu Jiao saw him.
It was the Duke of Ming who had come to the academy to find Mu Qingchen.
This Ming Jun Wang is very active, and he is very close to the sons of the aristocratic families, and he doesn't care whether the sons of the aristocratic families are at odds with each other.
Gu Jiao just thought he was here to find Mu Qingchen again, turned around, and planned to bypass the carriage and enter the academy.
Unexpectedly, Han Che stopped her: "Hey, Xiao Liulang! Stop!"
Gu Jiao didn't stop.
Han Che took a breath.
Jin Yiwei, who was beside Ming Jun Wang, stepped forward quickly and blocked Gu Jiao's way.
Gu Jiao frowned impatiently.
"You go first." She said to Gu Xiaoshun.
Gu Xiaoshun wanted to stay, but when he thought of something, his eyes flashed: "Okay, I'll go first!"
Jin Yiwei did not stop Gu Xiaoshun.
Gu Jiao turned around and looked at the two of them: "Is something wrong?"
Her unrestrained and arrogant attitude made Ming Jun Wang frown slightly.
Han Che was very satisfied with this effect. What he wanted was that Xiao Liulang angered the Duke of Ming Dynasty.
Duke Ming didn't seem to intend to reveal his identity. He quickly restrained his displeasure and said to Gu Jiao with a pleasant expression, "I'm a friend of Mu Qingchen. I came to your academy last time."
"So?" Gu Jiao looked at him lightly, just barely saying what she was doing
As the direct grandson of the royal family, the Prince of Ming County has grown up with a golden spoon in his hands since childhood, and he has never been so despised by anyone.
But thinking that the other party didn't know his identity, Ming Jun Wang was relieved again.
He didn't give Han Che face, not himself.
Thinking of this, Prince Ming smiled again with a gentle smile: "No other meaning, you are Qingchen's classmate, and I am Qingchen's friend. I just want to get acquainted."
When Han Che heard the words, he curled his lips. Didn't he tell Mingjun King Xiao Liulang that he was just a compatriot? Why be so polite to him
It was not Xiao Liulang who was polite, but Mu Qingchen.
Mu Qingchen accounts for three of the ten major families in Shengdu. If he attracts Mu Qingchen, it is equivalent to attracting the Su family, the Mu family and the Wang family at the same time.
"Not interested." Gu Jiao said.
Han Che said in a cold voice: "Hey! Do you know who the person you are talking to is
"Hey, Young Master Han, don't get angry, say something if you have something to say." Han Che sang a red face, then he might as well sing a white face.
He smiled and said to Gu Jiao, "I had something to do in the last juju competition and I couldn't see it with my own eyes. I am deeply sorry. I heard that you have a very powerful horse. I wonder if you can let me see it?"
"No." Gu Jiao refused.
The King of Ming Jun almost choked out a mouthful of blood!
If you don't show your identity, it's not good, right
Han Che sneered at the fire: "Xiao Liulang, don't say that this gentleman next to me just wants to see your horse, he wants your horse, you have to hand it over to understand?"
Gu Jiao looked at the two of them lightly: "So, you are here to grab my horse?"
Ming Jun Wang frowned.
He just came to have a look, but right now he really wanted to grab it.
Because since childhood, no one dared to disobey him.
This man from the country is too lacking in vision, even if he doesn't declare his identity, isn't his royal aura not enough to deter him!
Inside the door of the book, the academy students who caught a glimpse of this scene shouted that they were finished.
That person is the prince's direct son, and since the prince's daughter was deposed, he has become the eldest grandson of the emperor.
If he wanted to grab Liu Lang's horse, even if Gu Xiaoshun called Young Master Qingchen over, he would have no choice!
"What's wrong? What are you all doing here? Don't you have to go to class?"
Dean Cen came over and asked.
The students turned around, and one of them whispered: "President, the Prince of Ming is here, and he wants to rob Liulang's Ma Wang!"
"What?" Dean Cen's expression changed.
He looked out the door and saw the Duke of Ming and Han Che opposite Gu Jiao.
Prince Ming didn't watch the game at all yesterday, so how could he know about Rokuro's horse
Mostly, Han Che wanted Liulang's horse, but he couldn't do it himself. After all, he couldn't handle Mu Qingchen even if he did, so he brought in the Duke of Ming Jun.
What Prince Ming wants, he can't get.
It's over, Rokuro's horse can't be kept.
"Why is it robbing?" Duke Ming smiled lightly.
However, when he said that he would not grab it, Jin Yiwei, who was beside him, had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Just when the Duke of Ming Jun was about to give the order to draw his sword, a carriage came quickly and stopped beside Gu Jiao and his party.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a little girl carved in pink and jade jumped out.
"What are you doing?" she asked gruffly.
The Duke of Ming Jun was taken aback.
The little county master, who was less than five years old, jumped out of the carriage and came to the Ming county king, raised his immature face, and asked solemnly, "Why don't you call someone?"
How embarrassing, it's all human.
The Duke of Ming County frowned, cupped his hands, and gave a salute: "Little aunt."
The little princess looked at him and then at Gu Jiao: "What were you doing just now?"
Thinking that the little guy especially likes to complain in front of the monarch, Mingjun Wang rushed to the guard with a wink, and the guard put down his sword-drawing hand without a trace.
Prince Ming smiled: "It's nothing, I just came over to meet a friend."
"Really?" The little county master asked Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao hugged her arms: "No, he wants to grab my horse."
Prince of Ming Dynasty: "..."
The face of the little princess fell instantly: "Hold me up."
The close-fitting maid immediately hugged the expressionless little princess.
The little county master stretched out his fleshy little hand, slapped the Ming county king's forehead with a slap, and said fiercely, "Stinky boy! How dare you bully your aunt's teacher!"
Quietly, the fourth watch is coming.
Thank you for your concern, the cold is much better.
(End of this chapter)