In the narrow and dark room, the girl's groan sounded like a bolt of lightning piercing through the darkness, awakening Liang Shaoqing beside her. The young man hurriedly crawled over to Chu Qiao's face, and whispered nervously, "Are you awake? How are you?"
Chu Qiao frowned, and opened her eyes with strong willpower. The confusion when she first woke up lasted for less than a second, and then she opened her mouth and said in a deep voice: "Stupid nerd, it's on my shoulder."
"Ah!" Liang Shaoqing was startled, and exaggeratedly dodged back, and sure enough, she was pressed on Chu Qiao's shoulder, and blood began to ooze from the wound again.
"I'm sorry! How are you? Are you going to die?"
Chu Qiao gave him a blank look impatiently, her brows were furrowed tightly, and she forcibly endured the wave after wave of pain coming from her left rib. After all the wind and waves passed by, but the boat capsized in the gutter, one can imagine the depression in Chu Qiao's heart. Fortunately, the wounds on his left rib and shoulder were not deep and not fatal, but if he stayed in this dirty and chaotic slave den without being healed and cleaned, something serious would happen sooner or later. She looked around the narrow prison cell where people would meet each other when standing up. Only a faint light came from the top. With just one look, Chu Qiao knew that she and the nerd in front of her were regarded as dangerous people and locked up in the dungeon.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of unlocking the lock above the head, and along the narrow ladder, two men in brown clothes came down, each carrying a whip as thick as a thumb, and shouted in a rough voice: "Son of a bitch! Yes! Get up for me!"
Liang Shaoqing was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his hands and feet trembled a little. This pampered scholar left his hometown for Tangjing with enthusiasm and yearning, but encountered various changes on the way. The darkness of the world was his past. I can't even think of it. But even so, the timid nerd nervously moved in front of Chu Qiao, and said with a righteous look: "You, what do you want to do? After I go out, I will definitely report to the local magistrate and sue you for forcibly pulling People are slaves, rudely beat the nobles of the empire, no distinction is made, no manners, no…”
With a sound of "shua", a whip shadow suddenly slashed down, and it was whipped on Liang Shaoqing's arm. The scholar had a backbone, and with a muffled snort, his head was still stuck and his eyes were wide open, without giving in at all.
"Dog! You're still putting on airs when you're here, and if you dare to talk nonsense, I'll pour shit into your mouth to see if you still dare to talk nonsense! Fuck it!"
The big man said cursingly, still feeling puzzled, he swung his whip down again. But it didn't hit Liang Shaoqing. Chu Qiao, who was sitting behind him, grabbed the end of the whip with sharp eyes. Immediately became ruthless, took a nondescript horse step, and immediately exerted strength, but Chu Qiao let go of her hand at this moment, the man let go of her hand for a moment, and leaned back with a bang, hitting the ground hard the wall.
"Everyone has a time when they are narrowed. When dealing with others, it is better to leave a way out for yourself."
Chu Qiao's face was pale and her tone was cold. The big man who fell to the ground got up in embarrassment, shouted and was about to run forward to fight Chu Qiao desperately, just took two steps, but stopped unconsciously. I saw that the young boy in front of me was young, but he had an extraordinary bearing. Although he was seriously injured and covered in blood, his expression was calm, without any sign of panic. It was just this rare composure and composure, which was just like the one who kept saying he wanted to The scholar who reported to the official was very different.
"Nerd, help me up."
Liang Shaoqing was taken aback, and asked, "Get up? Where are you going?"
Chu Qiao glanced at him impatiently, her body was hurt, she was upset and unwilling to explain further, she stood up while leaning against the wall. When Liang Shaoqing saw her, he hurriedly held her hand.
"This little brother is very knowledgeable, fifth, change into their clothes, the market is about to open."
Put on the slave's coarse clothes, which are said to be clothes, but are actually a piece of linen, with a hole in the middle used as a collar, and the two sides are tied around the waist with straw ropes, and it is a piece of clothing. On the front and back of the chest, there is the word "slave" in Dou Da.
In the early morning, Xianyang City was bustling with business travelers from all over the market. The accents from the north and the south gathered together in a mess. Small merchants hawked all kinds of goods on the street, including horses, food, clothes and jewellery, boiled wine and shredded tobacco. , tea and fruit, almost all the famous commodities on the mainland can be found here. Looking around, there are crowds of people, Linz shoulder to shoulder, a bustling scene.
"Go in!"
With a strong push of the big man, the two of them were pushed into the cage. There were already seventy to eighty slaves in the huge iron cage. There were men and women, old and young. The other one was only seven or eight years old, sitting timidly in the corner, his eyes were like a frightened rabbit, looking around in horror.
"Shua!"
A whip shadow suddenly came in, and Chu Qiao's back felt hot, and a bloody path was immediately drawn away. Liang Shaoqing saw her and lay down on her body, covering her whole body, the sound of whips rang continuously in his ears, the slaves panicked and joined in loudly, gathered into a ball, cowering in the center of the iron cage, I'm shivering.
"Be honest! There will be big customers coming to pick someone later. If anyone dares to make trouble, see how I deal with you!"
The man waved his fist, then snorted coldly, turned around and left swaggeringly.
The crowd dispersed slowly, and some people who had been whipped were humming softly, feeling weak.
"Hey," Chu Qiao felt hot all over, and this series of exercises made her dizzy and dizzy, who was already seriously injured and bled. She gently pushed on the scholar's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's all right."
Liang Shaoqing raised his head when he heard the sound. At this moment, he was still lying on Chu Qiao's body. When he came back to his senses, he was so frightened that he rolled and crawled down. His head shook like a rattle: "It's okay, it's okay."
"Help me lean over."
Liang Shaoqing obediently helped her to lean against the corner of the cage. Chu Qiao frowned tightly, enduring the pain in the wound, and said in a low tone: "Someone will come to buy slaves later, we must be bought, leave here quickly."
Liang Shaoqing was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Are we going to make people slaves?"
"With our current situation, we can't escape at all." Chu Qiao's face was flushed, she had a slight fever, and she had no strength to speak. She slowly closed her eyes, and leaned her head on the scholar's shoulder wearily. , said softly: "I need to find a place to recuperate."
Liang Shaoqing's body stiffened immediately, the girl breathed like blue, and sprayed gently on his neck. The man's complexion was even more flushed than that of the sick Chu Qiao, he nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, it makes sense."
After a while, Chu Qiao didn't reply, but when she looked down, she had already fallen asleep, her breathing was hot, and she was obviously running a fever. Liang Shaoqing was startled, and reached out to touch her forehead, it was so hot, her heart was suspended high immediately, she put her body flat, and let her head rest on her legs, but she couldn't think of any way to get rid of the current pain. this embarrassment.
The streets of Xianyang were full of traffic and crowds, at this moment, a group of people passed by on the long street. The leading man was riding on a snow-white steed, with a handsome face, with a hint of evil charm, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, his sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, his nose bridge was more straight than ordinary people, his lips were bright red, and his eyes were deep. . Followed by a large number of sturdy guards, they walked slowly through the long street.
"Young master," Zhu Cheng rode forward and whispered, "the front is the water transport yamen. Zhu Ting has already arranged it one step ahead of time. There are envoys from Bian Tang to welcome us there. As long as we arrive there, we can turn to the waterway to enter closed."
Zhuge Yue nodded lightly, his handsome face and huge ostentation deterred the commoners. Wherever he went, the flow of people on the street retreated like a tide. Occasionally, a bold girl looked up with charming eyes, with The temptation of teasing.
As the sun rises and dispels the mist in the morning, Zhuge Yue is wearing a dark blue robe with a satin brocade and a jade belt like silver. When passing by a small vendor's selling area, the young nobleman suddenly frowned and strangled his crotch The whole team stopped, and everyone followed Zhuge Yue's eyes strangely, and saw a row of stalls selling cosmetics, hair decorations and lanterns, one after another, and a group of beautified girls and young women gathered in front of them, choosing A gadget that suits your needs. Seeing that the young master of your family stopped his horse, everyone looked over in surprise, hoping that the other party's eyes were looking at themselves.
Zhuge Yue looked at it for a long time, his eyes were somewhat unpredictable, and suddenly, the man turned his head on his horse, and without even looking at it, he rode away without heeding the disappointed sighs of the girls behind him. .
Everyone was puzzled and hurriedly followed their master.
At this time, a peddler grabbed the sleeve of a disappointed girl who was about to leave, and asked, "Girl! Do you want this rabbit lamp?"
"No, no!" The woman said impatiently, and turned to leave with a few female companions.
The "rumbling" gong sounded loudly. After the slave market opened, the whole market suddenly became more lively. Boss Mu's business is very good today. Even more so, he looked at his purse with a smile, his bean eyes narrowed into a strip of joy, and his yellow teeth were all exposed.
"Girl! Girl!" Liang Shaoqing lowered his voice, took a bowl of water that he had so hard to come by, carefully brought it to Chu Qiao's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Wake up, drink some water."
The crowd was chaotic, and a large number of onlookers gathered in front of Boss Mu's booth, looking at the strong and handsome slaves constantly being displayed on the stage, and many buyers pointed around the cage, as if Checking the physique, appearance, and teeth of the slaves like buying animals, and even men who bought female slaves asked for inspection on the spot. Prepared for the ecstasy.
When Zhuge Yue passed by here, an old man in his sixties had just bought more than ten eleven or twelve-year-old slave girls, which aroused the onlookers to comment that Boss Mu's business was booming, and he called for more work. The front was surrounded so tight that Zhuge's cavalry couldn't get through for a while.
"Master, my subordinates go to the front and have a look." Yue Qi has grown up now, with a strong physique and serene eyes. Just by looking at him, he can tell that he is a qualified swordsman with great swordsmanship.