The broker understands the first few conditions. After all, there is a child here.
As for the last condition, the broker couldn't help but ask: "Why do you have to be a female slave from Daqi?"
Wen Qingzhu looked at him coldly: "You don't have one here?"
"No, no, no! It's not that there aren't any! It's just that there are few female slaves in Daqi, and they are more expensive, generally..."
Wen Qingzhu interrupted him impatiently: "Money is not an issue. I just want a well-disciplined slave who will never betray me. If you don't have one here, I will look for someone else!"
After she finished speaking, she turned around and went in without giving the broker a chance to reply.
Seeing that she was so decisive and direct, the broker didn't even have a chance to think, so he quickly shouted: "Yes, yes, yes! This is the good news you are waiting for me!"
After receiving the broker's answer, Wen Qingzhu stopped, reached out and touched a piece of gold and threw it to him.
The broker picked it up in great surprise and shouted quickly: "Don't worry, sir! I will find the slave no later than tomorrow morning!"
When Wen Qingzhu entered the tent, Gan Song was already sitting at the table.
Her face looked very bad, but at least she could move on her own.
With Feitian accompanying her, Wen Qingzhu felt relieved and turned to the box to count the gold.
After a while, Gan Song's voice appeared from behind: "Sir, thank you for saving me."
Wen Qingzhu quickly completed the inventory. If he wanted gold to be popular here, it might not be enough.
According to the original plan, just buying people was enough, but things changed and she came to Tianying River. If she didn't give the second prince a surprise, then her trip would really be in vain.
Wen Qingzhu turned to look at the medicinal materials brought by Feitian. The Xiongnu's medical skills were low, so it seemed that she had to find a way in this regard.
She turned to leave, but Gan Song called out: "Sir, can you wait?"
Wen Qingzhu stopped, turned around and asked, "What's the matter? Short story short, I'm very busy."
Gan Song was startled, but quickly understood what Wen Qingzhu meant, and nodded quickly: "What I want to say is that I am fine now and can help you. Is there anything you need my help with?"
"You..." Wen Qingzhu wanted to hold his wrist, which was still slightly feverish.
She knew that it was the toxin in the spikenard body, and the blood was the carrier.
When she was still in the capital, people from the Five Poison Sect had used this trick before.
Put the poison into the blood of the human body, and then use a special method to temporarily suppress it. When a specific opportunity comes, the blood will erupt, thus achieving the purpose of poisoning.
But this time Gan Song was different. She seemed to be integrated with the poison in her body, and the poison in her body was more complicated and difficult to remove.
Gan Song saw that she was hesitating, so he immediately explained: "I can see that you are also proficient in poison techniques. I come from the Five Poison Sect. I can't say that I am superb in using poison. At least there is no problem with the Xiongnu."
"It's easy for you to poison, but is it easy to detoxify?" Wen Qingzhu had an idea in his mind.
Gan Song immediately understood what Wen Qingzhu was going to do, and nodded quickly: "Well, I can poison, and I can naturally detoxify it, and the antidote comes from my body."
Although Wen Qingzhu was a little confused, he still nodded in agreement.
She turned around and sat down. Although she didn't know how Gan Song and Feitian negotiated, Wen Qingzhu could not help but have a helper of sufficient importance.
After a simple plan, Wen Qingzhu arranged for Feitian to go out and inquire about the situation on the Tianying River.
Wen Qingzhu stayed and asked Gan Song about the toxicology in detail.
Less than an hour later, the previous broker came back.
Wen Qingzhu asked Gan Song to sit down, and she went out to greet him.
To be on the safe side, Wen Qingzhu asked Beidou to stay in the house.
Speaking of which, Wen Qingzhu trusts Feitian, but does not trust Gan Song.
Faced with this situation, Gan Song seemed to be used to it, and raised his hand to ask Beidou to sit down.
Beidou shook his head.
Gan Song could only laugh dryly, clenching his fingertips as he lowered his eyebrows.
After a moment of silence, Gan Song got a glass of water, pricked his finger secretly, let the blood drip into the tea cup, turned around and handed it to Beidou: "You drink some water first, I don't know what you are doing, we have to get acquainted, right?"
Beidou looked at her, then looked inside the cup, raised his hand to take it, and drank it all in one gulp.
He turned around and handed the cup back to Gan Song.
She was stunned, took the cup and sat down again.
Gan Song waited patiently, and until a quarter of an hour passed, Beidou still had no response.
She couldn't help but look back, and Beidou was looking at her with bright eyes. Nothing happened.
This made Gan Song quickly look back, her poison was not that simple!
Why didn't Beidou respond
Outside.
Wen Qingzhu listened to the broker talking dryly for a quarter of an hour before finally interrupting him: "I just said that the person I want must be a pure Qi woman who has given birth and is obedient!"
The broker finally shut up, but still said unwillingly: "Sir, do you really not consider mixed-race people at all?"
Wen Qingzhu was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around and left.
The broker believed that Wen Qingzhu was a big benefactor, and the war was about to begin. If he didn't make more money, he thought that a man like him who couldn't fight would end up miserable.
So he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Sir! The people you want are not available outside the city. They are only among the nobles and various adults and generals living in the city!"
Wen Qingzhu stopped and looked back: "What then?"
Seeing that she was willing to turn around, the broker immediately straightened his stance: "I can take her into the city."
"Now?" Wen Qingzhu was not sure.
The broker nodded: "Now!"
Wen Qingzhu smiled: "Wait for me for a moment, I will go in and take two people out."
She turned around and entered the tent, and saw Gan Song's tense face, a little restless.
Beidou still stood calmly beside him.
Wen Qingzhu glanced around the room: "Where is Tudan?"
Beidou pointed in the direction of the stables outside.
Wen Qingzhu nodded, looked at Gan Song and said, "You wait here for Feitian to come back. I'll take Beidou and Tudan into the city!"
Gan Song subconsciously wanted to speak, but Wen Qingzhu made a shushing gesture and lowered his voice: "You can't speak the Central Plains dialect here, otherwise you will be arrested. There is a Huns outside."
Hearing this, Gan Song was shocked.
Wen Qingzhu took Beidou and lifted the curtain and came out.
When we got to the stable, Tudan was washing the body of the sweaty horse with a brush.
Seeing her coming, Tudan immediately stopped and asked, "Sister, why are you here?"
Wen Qingzhu glanced at the bloody horses in the stable and had an idea in his mind: "Bring the two horses out and I will take you into the city."
"Now?" Tudan knew that if his mother was here, she must be in the city.
Wen Qingzhu nodded, Beidou went over to lead the horse, and Tudan immediately helped attentively.
When he brought the horse out, the broker couldn't help but be startled when he saw it: "You are going to the city on a horse?"
"Well, are there any questions?" Wen Qingzhu asked back while adjusting the horse harness.
The broker nodded, then shook his head: "No, this bloody horse is not common. It is usually the mount of princes, or it is a horse only used on the battlefield."
"As long as it's a horse, it's for use. There's no difference." Wen Qingzhu replied, turning around and getting up.
Beidou had already opened the door of the fence. When he came back, he carried Tu Dan up first, and then he followed.
The broker had no choice but to let them go.
From the moment they set off, they were greeted with attention along the way.
Passing the barracks trail, I felt even more intensely the countless dazzling sights.
Wen Qingzhu was used to this kind of gaze, and Beidou didn't care at all.
As for Tudan, although he was not used to it, seeing that his sister and Beidou were both calm and composed, he managed to not care.
Originally, according to the rules, they had to show identification.
But Wen Qingzhu and the others were riding on a sweaty horse, and there was a very familiar broker there, so they actually went in directly.
Although they are eye-catching when entering the city, the people living here are still well-informed after all.
The broker led them to a two-story house.
The outside shape is still round and covered with tent cloth, but the inside is made of wood and bricks.
In addition to the lobby after entering, there are also rooms behind the left and right doors.
Wen Qingzhu and the others came over on a sweaty horse, and someone immediately came out to greet them.
It seemed that the man was familiar with the broker's tone, and Wen Qingzhu knew that they knew each other.
After entering, they arrived at a room.
Wen Qingzhu and the others sat down, and what they were served was not milk tea but clear tea, and the pastry was not the traditional mare's milk cake, but the common bean cake in Dingyuan City.
Everyone sat down and the broker immediately introduced: "Master Xiaoshui, this is the boss of Gaolan in Tianying City."
Wen Qingzhu nodded as a greeting.
On the opposite side of Gaolan is a middle-aged man with a beard. He is not wearing the slant-fronted short robe that is very common among the Xiongnu.
Unlike the Huns outside, his face is neither black nor red, but has a rough white color.
Wen Qingzhu could tell from the shape of his face that Gao Lan was not a Hun noble, but his lifestyle was closer to that of a Hun noble.
Perhaps because he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, his skin has become a little whiter, and he looks a bit aristocratic.
"Which tribe is Master Xiaoshui from?" Gao Lan had seen various noble people, but this was the first time he saw someone like Wen Qingzhu.
Wen Qingzhu smiled: "Does it matter which tribe you come from?"
"Of course, the current Tianying City is different from before. It's a bit unusual for you to ask for a slave from Qi State again, so I need to ask in detail."
Gao Lan's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. Looking at it, Wen Qingzhu found it to be a bit tactful and accidental.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qingzhu took off the bracelet from his wrist, put it on the table and handed it over.
Gao Lan took a closer look and his eyes changed suddenly.
He took a deep breath and then raised his eyes to look at her: "What is your name, sir?"
"Is it important?" Wen Qingzhu pulled his lips and smiled.
Seeing how indifferent she was, Gao Lan couldn't help but turn his head and look at Tudan next to him.
After a while he asked: "How old is this little adult?"
"Five years old." Tu Dan answered for Wen Qingzhu.
Gao Lan calculated in his mind that the age didn't seem to match, and the little boy didn't look much like him either.
He turned his head and glanced at the palace, sighing inwardly.
Now that the second prince has occupied the Tianying River territory, even if the eldest prince does have a concubine and a child who survive, the throne will not be passed to the eldest prince's child.
Gao Lan turned back and handed the bracelet back: "My lord, I don't want to say, it's just over there. Please wait here for a moment. I will bring someone over to choose for you."
Wen Qingzhu nodded, and when Gao Lan stood up, she asked again: "How many young slaves under ten years old do you have here?"
"Huh?" Gao Lan stopped immediately and looked at Wen Qingzhu with serious eyes.
If he just bought a female slave, he had no objection.
But the young slave represents a different meaning.