Chapter 5 The contract is a piece of paper selling slaves(1/2)
Meng Yishan and Yun Ao walked for several days and arrived at Mengjin Ferry on the Yellow River.
The autumn wind rustled in Mengjin's head, and he immediately stood by the sand and watched the water flow.
The endless water of the Yellow River roars past with yellow mud. Legend has it that King Wu of Zhou once crossed the river here and went north to destroy the Shang Dynasty. When he got here, he was already very close to Luoyang City.
The flow of cars, horses and people on the shore are like weaving a net, creating a bustling atmosphere in the world.
Meng Yishan, who had a lot of money in his pocket along the way, had spent a lot of money. He had a top-notch hotel, the best guest rooms, wine and meat, and the most expensive food and wine. He entertained the old man Yun Ao very attentively, and the village owner spent money all the way.
Yun Ao felt that Lao Meng was a good match for him, so he taught him some basic martial arts and some techniques of Miao martial arts, but he did not teach him the Panwang Sword.
At Meng Yishan's age, learning martial arts is difficult at the first level, but Yun Ao's martial arts are simple and straightforward, which is very suitable for laymen. With progress being made every day, Lao Meng is very serious about practicing martial arts.
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It is best to practice Boneless Soft Boxing once in the morning and once at midnight. Practicing it twice a day will achieve the best results.
The pain of muscle contraction is superimposed every day. Meng Yishan really wants to die. If he wants to stop practicing, he also feels that all the pain he has suffered before has been in vain. He has a ruthless bandit.
He managed to survive, and even Yun Ao secretly praised him for being a good man despite his bad character.
It was noon that day, and the weather was still warm. The prosperous ferry port was full of businesses, including cakes and snacks, fresh fish, fortune telling, and fresh local products, making the official road very lively.
"Come and buy it! The Yellow River carp is alive and kicking"
"Sir, your life is so good. Binghuo is gold, and you have a pair of monkey bones."
"Big bowl of wontons, three cents."
A few sounds of the Three-Character Sutra suddenly came out among the chaotic hawking sounds. When I looked around, I saw a tall, strong man with a heavy face cursing loudly. He was the leader of Meng Dazhai.
When we arrived at the Mengjin Ferry, because Yun Ao's clothes were eye-catching, we stayed at the inn and let him go out to buy food and arrange for a boat to be hired to cross the river. Not wanting to cross the river at such a large ferry, there were no private boats, so Meng Yishan couldn't help but curse his mother.
The angry village owner found a few porters dressed as porters and squatting on the shore waiting for work.
"Hey! Let me ask you, why is there no boat at this Yellow River ferry?"
Seeing the fierce and vicious leader of the stronghold, the men trembled in fright. At first glance, they saw that this man was a strong man who was not easy to mess with. One of them quickly replied:
"What this uncle doesn't know is that the King of Yi returned to his hometown at the age of 1000, and the officials and people on both sides of the river are prohibited from passing. The river has been closed for half a day."
Meng Yishan nodded in thanks and murmured in his heart: "What a bird king, so arrogant!"
King Zhu Zhanlong of Yi granted Luoyang a vassal, and he was also the uncle of the current Emperor Jingtai. In the words of the leader of the village, he was the King of Birds.
At this time, not only the river was sealed, but the guards of Prince Yi's Mansion were all along the river bank. Martial arts figures with swords and swords were not allowed to stay. Once discovered, they were immediately arrested. Not a single figure from the martial arts world was seen staying at the entire ferry.
With the sound of horns and gongs and drums clearing the way, several advance official ships from Prince Yi's Palace have arrived on the river. Huge buildings with painted buildings and carved beams have blocked half of the river. The decks are filled with people wearing mandarin ducks and war coats, holding swords and swords.
The tiger and Ben army guarding the ceremony. When such a large ship crosses the river, each boat requires hundreds of civilian trackers to pull the fiber. These trackers from the coast are still naked in the autumn, with their backs and upper bodies bare, their bodies bent, and their shoulders holding the fiber rope.
They chanted chants in unison and slowly pulled the boat up to the ferry.
The leader of the village spat at the official ship. He didn't know how long it would take for the fleet to pass by. Out of boredom, he bought a small jar of shochu and some meat wrapped in lotus leaves, preparing to go back and have lunch with old man Yun Ao.
Not far after carrying the food, I saw a circle of people gathered in front of me, and I could vaguely hear comments like "It's pitiful... it's so hard!"
The owner of the village, who was greedy for novelty, pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. He saw a young female beggar with a delicate face, rags and messy hair, with a straw stick in her hair, sitting on the shore covered with mud, her eyes dull.
Looking at the river, there was a piece of paper with writing on it on the ground in front of my feet.
Meng Yishan stared at the handwriting on the paper and saw a graceful regular script that wrote:
The little girl died in Yanshi. My late father was a local scholar. Due to my mother's illness, I borrowed twenty taels of silver from a wealthy family in the county. Now my parents are both dead and I have no way to bury them. I beg a kind man to bury my parents and pay off the debt.
A woman is willing to sell herself to her benefactor and become a slave, no matter what.
The martyred girl wept her blood and bowed a hundred times.
"Sell yourself to bury your father!" the leader of the village shouted.
"Yes! You sold yourself to bury your parents. You are a filial daughter!" said a kind-hearted old man.
An idle man standing by gave the old man a bad smile and said, "Holy Wang, you burn incense and worship Buddha every day, why don't you show mercy and buy him back to be your wife? Maybe the old tree will bloom new flowers and give you a fat baby!"
"Haha! Yes! You see how pitiful she is, Wang honestly buys her back!" Everyone laughed.
The old man's face was red with shame and he was shaking with anger.
Everyone was eager to watch the excitement, but they didn't know that the glint in the female beggar's eyes just now disappeared in the blink of an eye. If an expert saw it, they would know that it was a sign of profound internal energy.
At this time, an old lady with inferior perfume powder on her face squeezed over and cursed at the idle man:
"Don't be so embarrassed. On weekdays, when Wang Laoshi comes to my mother's yard, he spends half of it with a few pennies. Even if he sells his Liuzhou coffin book, he can't afford such an expensive wife."
The old lady took a step forward, looked at the female beggar twice, and sighed: "This world is not good for people. Who within a hundred miles can afford twenty taels to buy you? Even if you have one, you can buy it at this price."
There are four maids. Good girl, listen to my mother Liu. I will give you five taels and you can use it to pay back the interest. If you delay a little longer, you can work in my Liuxiang Courtyard for two years and I will guarantee that you will pay off your debt.
, wear gold and silver!”
As if she didn't hear what Mother Liu said in the Liuxiang Courtyard, the female beggar still looked at the river without moving, in a daze! "Then Mother Liu said it twice more, and when she saw that the female beggar didn't even pay attention, she was ashamed.
Mianpi said to the female beggar with her hands on her hips: "You are such a lousy piece of shit that no one wants to accept customers. You dare to neglect your old mother. You are such a scumbag and need to be dealt with."
Liu's mother was also a luxurious person in Liuxiangyuan, so she was about to call in the accompanying thugs and rob her by force.
But he didn't expect that he had already angered the leader of the village, Meng Dazhai, who shouted "Old pig dog!" He stepped forward and kicked the bustard like a shooting star, sending the bustard flying more than two feet away, and then she was about to go up.
The brothel thug who was about to take action slapped her so hard that the onlookers were dumbfounded.
Mother Liu was so kicked that she vomited blood. She just said in confusion: "...Who kicked me?" She saw Meng Yishan trying to come over and continue beating her. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word, and she was so dejected.
He slipped into the crowd!
Meng Yishan nodded with satisfaction, then walked up to the female beggar and shouted: "That woman, raise your head. What's your name?"
"Li Qing," the little female beggar said softly. She looked up and saw a tall, fierce man with a scar face stopped in front of her! Then she heard Lao Meng say: "Now that your parents are dead, you have nowhere to go. I'll buy it."
Let me get off you."
Lao Meng thought that after entering Luoyang City, he would have to find a place to live. He and Yun Ao would also need people to take care of him. This woman who sold her body to bury her father knew how to read and had no relatives yet, so it would be appropriate to buy her back as a maid.
Lao Meng took out twenty taels from his waist and slapped them directly into the little female beggar's hand.
Li Qing was speechless. In order to find out about King Yi's whereabouts, she disguised herself as a prostitute and offered him twenty taels of silver at a sky-high price. People wanted to buy it.
The world is difficult. Twenty taels is enough for a few ordinary people to spend for many years. The brothel’s Madam Liu and her mother only want to plunder and sell without capital. Only a bandit like Lao Meng who is not involved in production and only wants to make a fortune is willing to throw away the money.
Money buys a woman.
Seeing that the woman was not moving, the leader of the village stepped forward and pulled her hand. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt something was wrong, so he put it down again. He went to the divination stall next to the letter writing company, grabbed Mr. Divination and came back, saying:
"That's reckless! You have to make a contract."
"Li Qing, the master of Yan, was sold to Master Meng Yishan as a slave for twenty taels of silver. This evidence has been established and cannot be destroyed!"
This time, Li Qing was a little panicked. He was here in disguise to inquire about King Yi's whereabouts. He couldn't expose his identity and take action. Could he really let this evil man buy it?"
Worrying about the palace guards lurking around him, Li Qing could not take action against Meng Yishan, so he secretly gritted his teeth and said, "Be patient for now, leave here safely, and then wait for an opportunity to deal with this guy."
He reluctantly signed his name, and Meng Yishan caught Wang Laoshi, who was watching the fun, as the middleman, and he also signed his name. In this way, Meng Yishan bought a maid with twenty taels of silver and led her back.
He also taught some rules along the way: "Mr. Meng went to Luoyang to do business. I bought you with twenty taels of gold. Don't be lazy. You must take good care of me and Mr. Yun. It will be in your favor."
Li Qing secretly said: "He is also going to Luoyang? I can take the opportunity to act as a maid and go with him." He looked like a docile daughter of a scholar, and followed Meng Yishan silently.
When they arrived at the door of the inn, Master Meng Dazhai's impulsiveness subsided and he regretted a little: "If I want to buy a maid for twenty taels, Old Man Yun will laugh me to death."
Then he told Li Qing, "Remember this! If Mr. Yun asks about you when you enter the house later, just tell him that I bought you for two taels of silver."
After entering the house, Meng Yishan said to Yun Ao who was resting his mind: "Old man, I spent two taels of silver to buy a maid and asked her to take care of you."
When Yun Ao saw that Meng Yishan had brought a woman back, he glanced at her, nodded, and said nothing. He was a Dong master in Miao territory, and his family had many slaves. It was very common to buy and sell maidservants.
But Li Qing was secretly shocked. He heard the breathing of someone in the house outside the house. The breathing was long and powerful, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. It was obvious that a great master was practicing Qi. When he entered the house, he saw Yun Ao.
I felt even more shocked in my heart. I thought: "Ah! What are these masters doing here?"
Meng Yishan ordered her: "Quickly call Mr. Yun."
"Mr. Yun!" Li Qing'er's voice was crisp and sweet. Meng Yishan was stunned for a moment and said happily: "This woman has been silent all this time. I'm worried about buying a mute."
Yun Ao said "Hmm" and said, "Have you found the ferry?"
Meng Yishan scolded: "There is a bird king passing by and the river has been closed. Let's cross again tomorrow."
Li Qing'er on the side burst out laughing, thinking to herself, "What a rough guy."
Meng Yishan turned around and glared: "Are there any rules? Mr. Meng, you dare to laugh and don't wash up and take a shower. You look so dirty and you will lose my face."
He casually took out a piece of silver and threw it to Li Qing'er and said: "Go buy some clothes and change quickly."
Li Qing'er said yes and walked out of the room with small steps without mentioning anything. Yun Ao on the side had a look on his face and said to Meng Yishan: "This woman has martial arts."
Meng Yishan was shocked: "What!"
Yun Ao said: "When she was outside the room, I felt that the master of light body and good martial arts was following you. When she entered the room, she stepped heavier again. Are you trying to trick me into not recognizing people? Where did you meet her?
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When Meng Yishan explained the situation, Yun Ao smiled and said: "She probably wanted to plot against King Yi, but you stopped her. When she saw you, she also went to Luoyang and wanted to go with her invisibly."
Meng Yishan said: "What does the old master say?"
To be continued...