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Chapter 1027 Being Sold as a Slave

Chapter 1027 Being Sold as a Slave

Hearing what Chen Qiao said, several people showed disdainful expressions, "We are loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, no matter what you want to know, we will not tell you."

"Really?" Chen Qiao showed a playful expression, "But as far as I know, some of you have confessed some interesting things because you couldn't bear the harsh punishment."

As soon as Chen Qiao's voice fell, those people couldn't help feeling a little guilty for a while. After all, although they didn't confess the most important things, every time they were interrogated, they would spit out when they really couldn't bear it. something to come.

It's just that although he guessed in his heart that the person Chen Qiao was talking about might be himself, these people have already looked at each other accusingly.

"Don't sow discord here!" One of them said angrily.

Chen Qiao shrugged his shoulders, and said with a low laugh: "Since you are all finally your Emperor, how can you be provoked by my few words? It's just a guilty conscience."

"You!" The man looked at Chen Qiao angrily, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute Chen Qiao's words.

The rest of the people were even more silent, and the cell immediately fell into a deathly silence.

"You also saw that man," Chen Qiao pointed to the cell diagonally across from them, where the previous assassin was held, "he is much smarter than you, he vomited everything up early in the morning, so He no longer has to suffer any punishment, but you still have to be dragged out to be tortured every day."

"You don't have to talk sweet words here." One of them said disdainfully, "Of course we can bear it."

Just as his words fell, Chen Qiao let out a disdainful sneer, "Since you can bear it, why can't you bear to confess so many things?"

"I'm just here to see you today," said Chen Qiao, and invited a few people in, and ordered: "Shut them up in different places, and if anyone wants to speak, don't bother them anymore." Sorry at all."

After all, Chen Qiao ignored the hoarse shouts behind him, got up and walked out of the dungeon.

Outside the dungeon, Chen Qiao said to Butler Wu: "Find a few more people and watch them separately. If anyone is willing to speak up, you might as well disclose this news to others, just say, as long as you explain everything clearly , then you can save yourself from death."

"Yes, this old slave knows what to do." Butler Wu replied respectfully.

Nodding his head, Chen Qiao turned and left.

Walking all the way to Fu Lan's courtyard, as soon as Chen Qiao entered the courtyard, he saw Yun Qian who was walking away holding Brother Huan's hand.

"Brother Yi." Yun Qian stepped forward to salute Chen Qiao.

Chen Qiao laughed, knelt down and pinched Brother Huan's fleshy face, and said, "Shen Yongda still has some things to do in the camp, and he will be back in a while, so you don't have to worry."

"okay, I get it."

After that, Chen Qiao watched Yun Qian and Brother Huan leave, and then continued to walk inside.

"Qiao Lang is here."

As soon as he walked into the back room, Li Lizhi got up to greet her.

"What did you say to the eldest brother and the fourth brother? Why did you come here now?" Li Li asked.

"I said some trifles. Before I came here, I went to see those people who were locked in the dungeon." Chen Qiao said to Li Lizhi.

Hearing this, Li Li nodded knowingly, and then pulled Chen Qiao to the side of Fu Lan's bed, "Then Qiao Lang should talk to Sister Lan first, and I'll go out first."

After watching Li Lizhi leave, Chen Qiao sat down beside Fu Lan's bed, looked at Fu Lan's pregnant belly, and remembered the night attack half a month ago. The anger that was emerging finally came out again vigorously. If Li Tai hadn't arrived in time with the Sixth Army of the Beiya, he no longer wanted to think about what would happen.

"Aren't I fine? Don't worry."

Seeing that Chen Qiao's complexion was not very good-looking, Fu Lan held Chen Qiao's hand comfortingly, and stroked her pregnant belly with the other hand.

"I've always been very measured, and I won't put myself in danger." Fu Lan said to Chen Qiao.

Chen Qiao held Fu Lan's hand in the palm of his hand, looked at Fu Lan with gentle eyes and said, "Although I know you have a sense of proportion, I still have to worry about it. If Steward Wu hadn't written to me earlier, maybe I would have just Killed the Western Roman Empire."

Fu Lan looked at Chen Qiao with a surprised expression, and said, "You came here specially for me?"

Chen Qiao laughed, and said again: "Yes and no, on the one hand, it's for you, and on the other hand, it's because I suddenly don't want to go to the Western Roman Empire so soon."

"Why?" Fu Lan asked.

Chen Qiao stroked Fu Lan's stomach first, and then continued: "Firstly, the distance is too far away, and secondly, I also want to see what the emperor of Western Rome will do now."

Hearing this, Fu Lan responded thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that Fu Lan seemed a little absent-minded, Chen Qiao couldn't help asking.

Fu Lan gradually frowned, and said, "Earlier, when my mother was still alive, she also sent a caravan to the Western Roman Empire."

"Oh?" Chen Qiao raised his eyebrows with great interest, and then he kicked off his shoes and lay down on the bed, "Why did mother-in-law send a caravan?"

Fu Lan just shook her head, "I was too young at that time, and I wasn't very interested in the court affairs, so I never asked my mother about it."

Stretching out his hand to hug Fu Lan into his arms, Chen Qiao asked again: "Then did those caravans discover something?"

Fu Lan leaned on Chen Qiao's shoulder and said, "There were more than 20 people in that group of caravans, but when they came back, there were less than ten people left." Speaking of this, Fu Lan frowned again, "According to those Those who came back said that Western Rome was very prosperous and powerful, and almost all the land was covered with gold, and those who decided to stay in Western Rome did so because they felt that staying in Western Rome would give them a better life.”

Hearing this, Chen Qiao couldn't help but frowned, "Didn't they come back after that?"

Fu Lan sighed softly, "After I ascended the throne, a few of those people who had said they would never come back unexpectedly ran back, and they didn't look like they were living a good life at all. Instead, it was like being treated harshly, everyone became timid and listless, and several people still had a lot of scars on their bodies."

"Since life was not good, why didn't you just go back then?" Chen Qiao couldn't help asking.

Fu Lan looked up at Chen Qiao and said, "At first, none of these people would say anything, but after a few years, rumors spread in the streets and alleys, saying that after they stayed in the Western Roman Empire, they were killed not long after. They were kidnapped and sold, and became slaves to the princes and nobles of the western Roman court.”

"Slaves?" Chen Qiao thought for a while. At this moment, the slave trade still exists in the Western Roman Empire. "Have you asked them personally?"

Fu Lan nodded and said: "After hearing such rumors, I naturally sent everyone to the palace and asked them whether those rumors were true or not."

"What did they say?" Chen Qiao continued to ask.

"At first, they were reluctant to open their mouths," Fu Lan said with a sigh, "But they didn't hold on for too long, but after staying in the palace for half a day, they explained their experience in West Rome clearly. .”

(End of this chapter)