Zhuge Yue nodded, and Yue Qi took several subordinates to the front to clear the road. Zhuge Yue glanced across the market, and suddenly heard the weeping of the little slave girls on the slave platform. He turned his head and saw that the children were only eleven or twelve years old, and there were even younger ones Eight or nine years old, everyone is in rags and rags, like a group of beggars. The old man was in his sixties, wearing a bright red dress like a nouveau riche, with tacky gold ingots embroidered on his clothes. At this time, he was baring his yellow teeth, laughing disgustingly, and groping the little slave girl lewdly. their delicate little faces.
Zhuge Yue's brows slowly frowned, his eyes were filled with unconcealable disgust, he beckoned gently, Zhu Cheng hurriedly came forward, Zhuge Yue's face was cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Go, buy those children. return."
"Master?" Zhu Cheng was taken aback, blinking his young and shrewd eyes, and asked, "Why buy slaves? It's not convenient for us to travel."
"If you tell you to buy it, you will buy it. Where is there so much nonsense?"
Being scolded, Zhu Cheng shrank his neck and walked forward with his shoulders raised.
At this moment, there was a loud curse, Zhuge Yue turned his head to look, and saw a handsome male slave with an extraordinary temperament was kicked aside in the cage where the slaves were held. Excited, it seems that they are still trying to say something, but they are far away, but they can't hear clearly.
Zhuge Yue didn't care, but inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of a corner of the cage, a thin and short boy fell limply on the ground, his shoulders and clothes were covered by other slaves in the cage, only his lower body and a pair of tender eyes were exposed. White and thin hands.
In an instant, it was as if a bolt of lightning exploded in my mind! Zhuge Yue frowned immediately, and looked over with sharp eyes. Although it was only one hand, it made him feel indescribably familiar. It was as if boiling water was flowing through his heart, making his whole heart boil. . Before he had time to think about it, an inexplicable impulse made him turn over and jump off the horse. He stretched out his hand to push away the crowd in front of him, and squeezed forward.
The crowd was turbulent and chaotic. Under Zhuge Yue's toughness, they aroused scolding. Before he had time to think about it, Zhuge Yue frowned, squeezed to the front with great effort, grabbed the iron pillars of the cage with both hands, frowned and looked in the direction where he saw the hand just now.
The cage was full of stench, and there were cowering bodies and frightened eyes everywhere. Many people looked in his direction cautiously. Seeing his sharp eyes and serious expression, they were startled as if they didn't dare to look at him again.
No, no, still no!
The anger in his heart rose one after another, Zhuge Yue read it again and again unwillingly, but still did not find any clues. Did I really get it wrong? The man stood in front of the cage angrily, with a deep "Sichuan" furrowed between his brows.
"Master!" Yue Qi walked forward along the crowd, gave Zhuge Yue a strange look, and then said cautiously: "The evacuation is complete, we can leave."
"Master! Master!" Zhu Cheng hurried over, followed by more than a dozen girls aged eleven or twelve. These little slave girls were suddenly resold, so they didn't have to wait on the old pervert who was known far and wide. Heaving a sigh of relief, he looked at his new master with timid eyes. These children who had understood the difficulties of the world were secretly happy, and their expressions suddenly became relaxed.
The other slaves in the cage looked at them enviously, and Baba hoped that this son who looked like a wealthy family would show kindness and buy them out.
"Master?" Zhu Cheng called out carefully, the young master stared straight at the cage, could it be that he fell in love with another slave
"Let's go." Zhuge Yue turned around and led his servants away from this chaotic land of right and wrong. At the moment when he turned his head, a scream suddenly sounded, but because a group of young female slaves were brought to the selling stage just now, the surrounding people shouted in unison, and it was covered up. Without realizing it, Zhuge Yue led his servants away from Boss Mu's booth and rode his horse towards the Heyun Yamen.
The sleeping girl let out a miserable cry, and then fell powerlessly in Liang Shaoqing's bed. The old gentleman turned around and said to Boss Mu with the arrow in his hand: "Look, if such a long arrow is kept on the shoulder for another day, Da Luo Jinxian will not come back either!"
In a small tent behind the cage, Boss Mu said impatiently: "Just save your life. When a big buyer comes, mix her with the crowd and sell her. I don't care if he sells her." Is it dead or alive?"
After that, he turned around and walked out.
Liang Shaoqing let out a long sigh of relief, and said to the doctor, "Old man, thank you very much."
The doctor is very kind, and he sighed and said: "This little brother just needs to be bandaged with medicine and rest for a while, but you were beaten by them for letting him see a doctor. I think you are also a scholar, how can you bear this crime?" Ah, sin!"
"Don't worry, doctor, I'm fine."
"Come here, I'll show you too."
There is a lot of people, the sky is cloudless, it is already June, the climate in the southeast is hot, the sky is full of birds and birds, and it is a lively and prosperous color.
Zhuge Yue sat on the horse, meditating quietly, without saying a word for a long time.
"Master? Master?"
Zhu Cheng called a few times before he heard it. The young man was slightly taken aback and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhu Cheng sighed and said again: "My servant is going to buy a few horses and a carriage. These children can't follow us all the way to Tangjing."
Zhuge Yue turned his head and saw that the group of little slave girls had no mounts and could only stride behind their horses. Everyone's clothes were torn, their faces were crimson, their faces were covered with sweat, their eyes were black and bright, Wu Liuliu looked at him, with a bit of fear, but also with a bit of expectation to please.
"Well," he nodded, "Go and buy some clothes for them to change into."
"Understood, the slave will go now."
As soon as Zhu Cheng left, everyone continued to move forward. Behind them, subordinates were discussing in a low voice, saying softly, "Master is so kind to slaves."
"Don't you know? The young master has always been kind to slaves."
"Shut up!" Yue Qi turned around and scolded the whispering servants.
The horse team walked gradually, and half an hour later, they were far away from the market, and the street gradually became quiet. In the distance, the Heyun Yamen was already in sight.
"Master!"
There was a rush of hooves sounding behind him, and Zhu Cheng and several of his servants rushed over with eight newly bought horses and two carriages.
"Master, everything is done."
Zhuge Yue nodded, his eyes lightly passed over the horse, but suddenly he frowned, his eyes narrowed slowly, like a ferocious leopard seeing its prey.
Zhuge Yue rode his horse forward and walked up to a pitch-black steed. The horse was different from other horses. He was very vigilant when he saw him approaching. Looking at him, he pawed the ground restlessly, his body was covered with scars, obviously he had been brutally beaten before.
"meteor?"
A deep voice sounded softly, and the horse's ears pricked up immediately, looking at him in surprise. Zhuge Yue's complexion changed drastically, and he continued to call in a low voice: "Meteor, is it really you?"
The horse let out a cheer, leaned forward affectionately, rubbed its nose against Zhuge Yue's palm, snorted happily, as if seeing an acquaintance.
"Where did you buy this horse?"
"It's right there, right in front of the horse market."
"take me."
Zhu Cheng said: "Master, it's getting late, shall we..."
"take me!"
Zhuge Yue sneered coldly, with a stern face, Zhu Cheng was startled, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and hurriedly said: "Your servant obeys."
Galloping all the way to the horse market, the horse dealer who sold the horse thought that something was wrong with his horse, so he hurried forward to ask.
"Where did you get this horse?"
The horse dealer's complexion changed, and he said with a smile: "This young man is joking, this is the villain's own horse, I raised it since childhood."
Zhuge Yue's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll ask you again, where did you get it?"
"Little man, the villain is not lying!"
"Say it or not!" With a slap, Yue Qi pulled out the sword, put it on the man's neck, and shouted sharply.
"Eldest son, please forgive me, please forgive the younger one this time." The man knelt on the ground with a thump, and shouted loudly: "I picked this up on the road when I passed Tangma Ridge while selling horses a while ago. I see it Without an owner, I wandered around on my own, so I took it back. The little one would never know that this is your horse, the eldest son. If the little one knew, I wouldn't dare to take the sheep even if I had ten guts!"
"drive!"
Zhuge Yue turned his horse's head and walked back to the original road, Zhu Cheng was taken aback, stepped forward and asked, "Master, where are you going?"
Zhuge Yue raised his sword eyebrows, his face was cold, but his eyes were filled with unconcealable hotness, and he said slowly in a low tone: "Go buy slaves."
The street was lively, where the horse team passed by, people turned their backs and horses, Zhuge Yue rode his horse and galloped wildly, his dark blue clothes fluttered and swayed in the wind, like the huge wings of a goshawk, the horseshoes rolled, setting off billows of smoke and dust.
Just as Zhuge Yue was leaving with his followers, another team of horses and horses came slowly, the capable old butler jumped off the carriage, Boss Mu followed behind him with a nod and bow, his head wished to hit the ground, he was in a hurry Said: "You are here, I have prepared all the people, just waiting for you to choose."
The old butler was over sixty years old, wearing a clean blue cloth gown with a white satin belt tied around his waist, his hair was combed meticulously, and he looked very capable. He walked up to the slaves with a sullen face, and glanced at the ragged slaves one by one. After a while, he stretched out his fingers and pointed at the people in the cage.
"This, this, this, and this..."
Boss Mu followed and quickly took a small notebook to record it. After a while, the old man selected twenty-five slaves, then turned around and said, "Okay, that's all."
"Ah?" Boss Mu was stunned: "That's all? Don't you want to look again, master? There are still a lot of strong people in the shack behind me, because the space is not big enough to pull them out, why don't you go to the back Take a look?"
"That's all after talking about it, how can there be so much nonsense."
The old man frowned, and said in a solemn voice, Boss Mu was taken aback, nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes, the little one is talking too much."
Just as the old man was about to leave, a clear voice suddenly called out: "Please stay, old man!"