On the tenth day of the first lunar month, morning light filled the sky, slowly rising at the end of the mountain, quietly listening to the sound of the earth awakening in the sky, emitting a hint of peace and silence.

Farmers have already gone to the ground before dawn. Winter is approaching, so they should cultivate the farmland after autumn harvest to prepare for farming in the coming year.

It is said that the Han Dynasty had discovered Sumai, commonly known as winter wheat, but it has not been promoted yet. The custom of using millet as the main grain has not been changed so easily because millet is drought-resistant and easy to live. Although the harvest is small, it will not have no grains during the dry season, which is somewhat guaranteed for life.

However, in winter, many farmers in the north have no crops to plant, so they have to let the fields repair their fields, hoping for a good harvest of corn in the coming year, wasting winter time. If the wheat is popularized, the grain harvest will rise sharply. However, this process is long and the people need a process of acceptance. Any minor changes may affect their lives.

Han Yan and Han Shuo set off before dawn. One went back to Chang'an to be the paper secretary of the Shaofu, and the other went to Xiangcheng to buy real estate. They were all rushing to survive.

On the way back to Chang'an, he had to pass by Hejian Kingdom. Han Yan wanted to go and see it very early. The 2 million yuan robbed from King Fengchuan was not enough to support Han's statement. After his inquiry, the housing prices in the Han Dynasty were not cheap. The houses in the central area of ​​the Fengguo were worth one million yuan. The Xiangshe Building slightly farther cost 25,000 yuan. Even the farther one was the car house, which cost 10,000 yuan.

Gonggao Hou Kingdom is too young, and Han Tuidang couldn't afford much money. Han Yan didn't plan to pick up his coffin book and just go to find King Liu De of Hejian to cheat some money. They are all Wei Wan's disciples. We are senior brothers of the same school. When we have difficulties, we will naturally help each other. Last time I helped your son Liu Buhai, and you have to help me this time...

With a purpose of not being pure, Han Erdan was transferred back to Hejian Kingdom when the horseman took Han Yan and Xier to Yan Kingdom. Although the coachman and two soldiers were transferred back before the Spring Festival. Although the law stipulated that slaves and servants were not allowed to take the bus, Han Yan didn't care about that much, and I had the final say in my maid.

He said "Everyone is equal", and Han Erdan will eat whatever he eats, but there is still a difference after all.

If you eat people with a soft mouth and short hand, you will feel embarrassed if you are not a jealous wolf. If you eat beef, you will also eat beef. If you are in a carriage, you will also be in a carriage. Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable?

Being raised by others, you must be worthy of the meal you eat every day and reflect the value of your existence. Han Erdan saw that there was no groom driving, so he put it on himself without saying anything. He was very conscious.

The schedule for traveling was the boring one. Xier teased the little lee in the cage, Han Yan lifted up the curtain to feel the cool breeze in late autumn, and chatted with Han Erdan.

"The Han people have Spring Festival, do you Huns celebrate the festival?"

"It's also over. The first month is a small gathering, and everyone discusses things. May is a conference, and sacrifices will be held, sacrifices, sacrifices to heaven, ancestors, and worship ghosts and gods. September also meets to thank the gods for the autumn harvest."

"I heard that the Huns once stipulated that if the Han Dynasty envoys were not allowed to enter the dome where the Shanyu lived without tattooing their faces, would it be true?"

"Who said this?"

Han Erdan has been living in Gonggaohou Kingdom for two months. He is used to peace and peace and harmony among the people, so he feels that the life of the Huns is a bit cruel, especially inhumane in torture. He explains: "This is your Han people maliciously slandering us. Tapping is our custom. Whenever there is a major event, he will paint ink on his face, symbolically representing tattoos. It is not really a tattoo with a knife. This is the tattoo custom we have passed on for thousands of years. When we meet you Han envoys, not only he wants ink painting, but we also want to paint. This is what you Han people say about mutual respect. How come it is like cutting ink? "

"Don't worry, I'm just saying that." Han Yan smiled and asked with curiosity: "It is said that the Huns are very strong and can be born to ride horses. I also have the blood of the Huns. It's okay to ride horses, but they are not strong in physical strength. Do you have secrets such as qigong and magical skills?"

"There is a secret. The elders in the clan said that as long as you sincerely believe in heaven and earth, good luck will come, be protected by ghosts and gods, be able to greatly increase your strength, and control the horse like the wind." Han Erdan said seriously.

"..." Han Yan felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. You were fucking lying to the point, and asked unwillingly: "You are so strong, you can fight ten without weapons. You are definitely a master. Have you practiced martial arts?"

"Of course I have practiced it." Han Erdan seemed to have found a sense of superiority and tried to reach out and gesture upward. "My martial arts skills are higher than the city walls of your Gonggaohou Kingdom."

"..." Han Yan: "Actually, I think you should say it differently."

"What?"

Han Yan: "You should say that your martial arts are thicker than the city wall."

Han Erdan was confused, so he scratched his face and asked seriously: "Is the city wall a little thin?"

After thinking about it, he said incoherently: "How can such a thin show my martial arts skills? I still think the city wall is thicker."

Han Yan: "Yes, I think the city wall is not as thick as your face..."

"You don't understand this. A thick face can protect you from wind."

"..." You are so fucking honest.

The Hejian Kingdom was well-managed and the people were rich. Everyone knows it. The Hejian King Liu De was the most famous in the world. Emperor Jing of Han had thirteen sons. He praised Liu Defu as the only elegant and outstanding, and was a hero of the Han Dynasty.

After entering the territory of Hejian Kingdom, he found that the Gonggao Marquis State was like a county town and a city. Even the scattered farmers seen in the wild were all sub-family houses, worth tens of thousands of yuan.

According to the soil quality of the Han Dynasty, the fields were divided into good fields, medium fields, and poor fields.

The distribution of land to the people is based on the region. There are 100 mu of good land, 200 mu of medium land, and 300 mu of poor land. It depends on where you live and whether the soil is fertile or not.

If there are almost all the land in bitter and cold areas, there are almost all the land that cannot be cultivated, and the people will suffer. Moreover, the "Two-year Law" stipulates that if the land quality is too poor and difficult to cultivate, the tiller can return it to the government, but cannot ask for any compensation.

These places were the largest source of slaves in the Han Dynasty. The people had no income, but they still had to share the tuition and calculate the tuition. If they could not share the tuition, they could only be beaten to be an official slave.

The Hejian Kingdom is located in the Central Plains, with fertile soil, and the people allocate good fields. Can planting 100 mu and planting 300 mu the same?

The 300 acres work from morning to night every day, and the harvest is not good. The 100 acres only needs eight hours to work every day to have a holiday. They can work as servants, pound rice to subsidize their household income, and make some small things to sell. They will naturally become rich and will also lead to the development of business.

There must be a message to enter Hejian City, but for Han Yan, it is only a trivial matter. He gave the copper seal of his identity to the minor official guarding the city gate, and said he wanted to visit the King of Hejian. He and I were both disciples of the Censor Wei Wan. The minor official not only had to give way respectfully, but also had to find someone to run in front of him to inform him.

Hejian City is more than ten times larger than the county town of Gonggaohou Kingdom. Outside the city, there are moats twenty meters wide, and ditches in the city one after another.

When you enter the city, you will see a prosperous area, with wooden roads, pavilions and eaves. Vendors and pavilions of all kinds lead ox carts to pull goods out of the city. The river water in the ditches is cold and it is actually living water, flowing like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. You can see women bent on the stone steps to wash clothes, chatting and playing with each other, and in harmony.

Going further inside, the wide road is surrounded by Pangai Buildings, one worth 50,000 yuan.

By chance, I saw rows of Fenglou and Nulu, which was about the afternoon, so the clients had not come to visit.

There were hundreds of small feudal countries like Gonggaohou Kingdom in the Han Dynasty, and more than twenty around Hejian Kingdom. When the people wanted to open a fast, they would come to Hejian Kingdom without their wives at home, and they were famous for purchasing supplies...

The city is prosperous and officials have more fuel and water, so they are not as strict as small places to manage. You can even see children and girls on the streets.

Because there are many wealthy families here, poor families in small countries can sell them at a high price. If they can sell their children to large families, they will not be promising.

Relying on the fireworks here, the sweet-looking girl also has a place to go. If she is attracted by the madam in Fenglou, she can sign a contract for ten or twenty years. The madam will train you to read, write, sing, dance, music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you have excellent academic studies, you can sell your skills but not yours. If you have noble people in the future, you can also be a concubine of a wealthy family.

If you are not good at studying, you can only sell yourself. Ten years later, you will be twenty-five years old. It is not too late. If you redeem yourself as a commoner, you can find an honest man to marry. The people around you will not despise you, but will envy you for your talent and knowledge, and will ask you for more knowledge.

Of course, going to a fireworks place is just the last choice. If they have the chance, they still like to be innocent families, such as being maids for luxury carriages...

In the Han Dynasty, there were "unrighteous crimes" and "unrespectful crimes". They spoke rudely and collided with great people, intercepted noble people's carriages without authorization, and discussed the affairs of those who were superior. Even a bad look was disrespectful, and it was considered light to be beaten and whipped.

As long as the superior shows his identity and proves that there is an insurmountable identity gap between the person being beaten and you, the government will not care.

If the superiors kill people out of teasing or accidentally kill people, there is no need to hurry. The "Two Year Laws" stipulates that if they kill people for mistakes and plays, they will be killed and killed.

You can use money to redeem your death penalty, which is about 25,000 yuan, which is a little more expensive than buying a big maid. The heads are marked with clear prices. So in this case, the old man kneeling on the side of the road suddenly rushed out and stopped him in front of the carriage, which made everyone on the street stunned...

If Han Erdan hadn't had a very powerful horse-driving horse skills, it would probably be better if the two dark horses were stomped on the old man's head and cracked.

Han Erdan has a bad temper and is used to being domineering in the Huns. When he comes to the Han Dynasty, he is even more fierce and difficult to restrain himself. He shouted loudly, "Looking for death!" and jumped out of the car and whipped it with a whip.

"Stop." Han Yan lifted the curtain of the car and shouted urgently: "Erdan, this is a big man, don't hurt people at will."

Han Erdan hesitated for a moment, struggled for a while, but slowly dropped the whip, but he couldn't take it any more.

Han Yan jumped out of the carriage and looked at the old man who was climbing in front of the tall horse with fear and fear. He smiled gently but his voice was cold: "I usually kill me if I encounter such a thing as a car accident. If you can't tell me what's wrong today, I will use three kilograms of gold to buy your life."

"Breaking a car?" The old man was stunned and kowtowed repeatedly, knocking the ground thudding, and cried in his nose, saying, "Sir, please spare my life... I really have no choice but to stop the young master's car. Please give me a way out..."

"What does it have to do with me whether you live or not?" Han Yan closed his sleeves and looked down from a high place.

It is equivalent to sacrificing one's life to stop the carriage of the princes. It is either a traitor or a real impulse. You should know that none of the princes' children are good at robbing, and who is not spoiled or domineering?

If you say you are beaten to death, you will be beaten to death, just 30,000 yuan.

Seeing the old man kneeling here, a pair of children on the side of the road hurried over to beg for mercy. The man was a little older, eleven or twelve years old, and the woman looked only six or seven years old. They all looked bitter and cold and skinny. At this moment, their eyes were full of fear, and they knelt on the ground and shivered. The two sisters were also stunned by their actions, and it took a while to react.

"Sir, I see that your car is luxurious and you must need the service of your servants. My children only cost 20,000 yuan. Please give me mercy and accept them..." The old man cried, his forehead pressed against the ground, crying sadly, but there was also a cunning hidden deep in his pupils.

The pedestrians around gradually surrounded him, most of whom were interested in watching the fun, and could not control their curiosity but did not dare to get too close. They were wary of Han Yan's terror, afraid that Han Yan would get angry and deal with them.

It’s quite profitable to buy a pair of slaves with 20,000 yuan, but the old man speaks indifferently, as if I don’t buy them, they don’t know how to mercy?

"Is this the reason for you to mess with the car? If my brother hadn't been good at controlling the horse, your brain had broken down and died, and your child would have been lonely and helpless and starved to death. I will teach you how to be a human being today." Han Yan waved to Han Erdan and signaled you to bring the whip over.

"Sir, please spare my life. I really have no way to live. My family is located in a bitter and cold place. The grain harvest is poor. Before the New Year, the government closed the taxes and calculated the taxes. I had no money to pay taxes, so I could only borrow usury from Ziqian's family. I didn't expect that the interest rate had increased ten times just after the New Year. The house was mortgaged. We had nowhere to stay and could only sleep in Hejian. But those Ziqian families did not let us go and asked me to sell my children to pay back the money. If I don't pay it back, I sued the government and beat us as private slaves. Those Ziqian families were cruel and ruthless. It doesn't matter if I have a bad life. I have a pity for my children..."

The old man cried bitterly, and cried with tears, and choked several times. He couldn't speak. He heard that the people around him were unbearable, so he got closer and closer. When the people passing by saw the excitement, they gathered together in groups of three or three and gradually surrounded him.

Han Yan frowned slightly. This old man should not be pretending, but the benefit of coming to him made him feel something was wrong. There were many noble people in Hejian Kingdom, so why did he find me?

Moreover, the old man kept talking and said that you must buy my children. If you don’t buy them, you will be reluctant to save them, which makes him feel uncomfortable being “morally kidnapped”.

However, Han Yan has been in the society for many years before traveling through time and has been very knowledgeable, so this kind of thing cannot be difficult for him.

"Since you are here to sell your children to pay off your debts, let's figure it out, and then talk about it one by one. Before buying your children, you hit my car. If you are hit and killed, your children will be left on the streets. Have you ever thought about them? You are very pitiful now, and have you ever thought about the consequences? First, you will be rewarded with thirty whips, and then talk about your children."

As he said that, Han Yan took the whip forward, and felt a trembling feeling in his heart. Is it a pleasure or a sin to whip someone with his own hands?

When the old man saw that he was about to be whipped, his soul was ripped, and instantly, sweat beads dripped from his forehead.

At this moment, someone suddenly spoke in the crowd: "You are a big man, why do you want to whip others when you see him die?"

"Huh?" Han Yan looked at him and saw that the man was burly, with a sword on his waist and a crown on his head. Judging from his dress, he was the sixth-level official.

At this level, if you commit a crime, you can use your title to pay off the crime and reduce the punishment, but you still need to serve.

The duke who goes up can meet the county magistrate and the county magistrate without worshipping.

Seeing Han Yan look over, the official looked contemptuous, "You have a noble status, why do you care about the people of the people? If you don't have money to buy a servant, you will just say, "I'll buy it, isn't it just 20,000 yuan... I'll pay 20,000 yuan."

There were so many people watching around, but they were despised by others and had no money. Han Yan felt that he could not bear it, "I paid 30,000 yuan."

"I pay 40,000." The official and the doctor still looked disdainful, and his expression seemed to be saying that he was looking at the poor look, and he only added 10,000 yuan.

Han Yan: "Sixty thousand!"

The official doctor didn't want to say: "70,000."

"Ninety thousand!" Han Yan felt something was wrong as soon as he said it. Digging a trench, isn't this the joke in Uncle Benshan's sketch?

"100,000!" The official answered without thinking, and said terrible.

"The deal is done! This brother and sister belong to you, so you must treat them well." Han Yan said with a smile.

"..." The official's breathing suddenly suffocated, his mouth wide open, and his tongue was trembling as he could not speak.

Han Yan had already restrained his smile, and he could not tell that this was a trap. He was a rich second generation who was very generous and generous. The slaves who had 20,000 yuan could be turned into 100,000 yuan with just a fight. There were so many people around him watching him, and it was difficult to get rid of the tiger. If he gave those arrogant and arrogant descendants, even if he knew it was a pit, he would not lose face in front of the people.
To be continued...