Dandere General and his Lord

Perhaps it was Cheng Qianye, a science student, who had only superficially studied history and politics in middle school.

In her subconscious, the monarch under the feudal monarchy is a symbol of exploitation and dictatorship.

They stand on the opposite side of the masses, and they pamper themselves and absorb the fat of the people. They should be the objects that are hated and hated by the people.

When she got here, she found out.

In this era, having a fixed monarch and a stable country is the real expectation of the people.

All demands for equality and human rights are the result of a subsistence and affluent society.

In that case, I may still be a master expected by the people here. Cheng Qianye touched his chin.

Of course, lord, you are a benevolent and kind monarch, and you are a blessing to the people of Jin. If Xiuer hadn't met the lord, he would have starved to death on the street. Xiao Xiu said shyly.

Cheng Qianye nodded, she did not pay attention to Xiao Xiu's words.

Because there is a market for people buying and selling in front of the road.

It is said that it is a human trading market, but it is actually just a few slave traders buying slaves.

A bunch of desperate civilians, either selling themselves or selling their children, stood there with grass signs for the slave traders to pick and choose.

If selected, the slave trader would sign a prostitution document with the prostitute or their parents, and exchange the man for a small sack of grain.

He was led to the edge of a brazier with a charcoal fire, picked up a red-hot iron, slapped a special mark on the man's body, and then chained all the newly bought slaves into a string.

From time to time, there was a short scream, accompanied by the sound of the iron burning the flesh.

The crowd was numb and indifferent, as if this was just a matter of course and accustomed to it.

Cheng Qianye smelled a faint pungent smell in the air. She looked at the white smoke that came out from time to time, accompanied by a scream, and only felt frightened.

She suddenly looked back at Mo Qiaosheng, who was lying prone in the car.

Mo Qiaosheng was looking at her secretly, but he was caught by the sudden turn of his head. He couldn't dodge in time. He hurriedly looked away, blushed and said in a low voice, The master has not given the slave a seal yet.

He was inconvenient to dress because of his injury, and only covered a thin quilt around his waist, exposing the skin on his back.

On those two beautifully shaped scapulae, conspicuous marks overlapped, the old ones were ironed away, and the new ones were added at will.

Give you a ghost mark, you are still looking forward to it.

Cheng Qianye almost wanted to scold someone, so he endured it: From now on, call yourself me, and don't call me messy things again.

Mo Qiaosheng lowered his eyelashes and pursed his lips.

Cheng Qianye continued to look out the window angrily.

A ragged woman sat in front of four children, two of them with a grass sign on their heads.

She could not help but ordered to stop the carriage.

This mother is going to sell her child to be a slave.

Cheng Qianye couldn't imagine how, as a mother, she would be willing to let her child suffer the kind of experience that Xiaomo had endured.

The mother described it as withered and sluggish, like a living corpse.

It's not that Cheng Qianye has never seen poor people, but in the rich and stable world she lives in, no matter how much she imagines, she has never seen these children come to shock.

Those children, whose limbs were as thin as chopsticks, their eyes that were deeply sunken and seemed huge, and their hair as dry as straw, were simply unbearable to look at.

Xiao Xiu leaned his head from the car window and looked at it: It's better to sell than to starve to death. Like my dead ghost father, he took me to a place that I didn't know well, and coaxed me to wait for him. Ran.

He seemed to be telling a story that had nothing to do with him, Not only did I spend a bag of food that could be exchanged for home, but I almost starved to death on the street, which is really stupid.

Cheng Qianye felt that he really needed to change his way of thinking.

She knows that Xiao Xiu's concept is correct. When people's survival is still difficult, the issue of food and clothing is more important than heaven and human relations and all emotional needs.

A slave trader walked up to the mother, grabbed the younger girl, looked up and down, and opened his mouth to look at his teeth.

He shook his head in dissatisfaction and let go: It's okay to look, but it's too thin, maybe even a seal can't survive it.

The mother replied forcefully, Half a bag of grain is enough.

Satisfied, the slave trader reached for the girl.

The scrawny girl screamed and tried desperately to hide behind her sister.

Her elder sister hugged her tightly, knelt down and kowtowed, Master bought me together, I'm not as pretty as my younger sister, but I'm strong and can live.

The slave trader scolded while pulling, Go to death, I am supplying supplies to the kiln, why are you buying money-losing goods like you?

Cheng Qianye couldn't stand it any longer, and knocked on the car window with his fingers to stop the deal.

She gave Xiao Xiu a wink.

Xiao Xiu jumped out of the car, threw a small piece of silver, and raised his chin, Follow me, my life is very good, the lord has fallen for you.

The slave trader, seeing their numerous entourages, was very ostentatious.

Know that it is a noble traveler. Not daring to argue, he nodded and walked away.

The younger sister grabbed her sister's clothes tightly and cried bitterly.

But the elder sister wiped away her tears and pushed her out, Come on, that's a noble person who has food for you, so you won't be hungry.

Cheng Qianye held his forehead and made a gesture to Xiao Xiu to take him away together.

Two little girls in ragged clothes boarded the car. The gorgeous and clean carriage made them feel at a loss. The two were huddled together, kneeling in the corner timidly, looking at them with two pairs of eyes that were very large because of hunger. Depart to Chiba.

The originally spacious carriage seemed a little cramped with the addition of two more people.

Mo Qiaosheng supported his body and moved. Make room for them.

Xiao Xiu wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction. He felt that there was an unpleasant smell in the whole carriage.

But he never violated any of Cheng Qianye's words, so he didn't say much, and only added a lot of spices to the incense burner.

Cheng Qianye lowered the curtain and closed his eyes, isolating the world full of pain outside.

So many children and so many sympathetic people, I was able to save a few in this way.

Although, my lord is just a mascot-like existence. But until I find a way to go back, let me do my due diligence.

Cheng Qianye missed his safe and warm era, his twin brother who really grew up together, and his family and friends.

A group of people settled in the hot spring villa in Xishan,

The legendary Moon God Spring is just a small crescent-shaped spring.

The spring water with constant temperature throughout the four seasons has a faint light color, and the water surface is full of white smoke.

The original owner of this villa obviously knew how to enjoy it. He built a large piece of white marble along the edge of the spring, built the railings for the handrail and the stairs for the bath, and there is no trace of extra artificial axe.

There are large maple forests planted around the hot spring. At this moment, the red leaves are like clouds in the sky, and the sporadic small leaves are swaying and falling into the water, which is like a fairyland.

Cheng Qianye was indulging in admiring this beautiful scenery, and suddenly heard Xiao Xiu's displeased whispering rebuke: Come on, what are you doing like this? You don't know what's good or bad.

Cheng Qianye looked over and saw Xiao Xiu and the two attendants, who were about to carry Mo Qiaosheng into the spring, when Mo Qiaosheng's articulated hand clung to the railing, reluctant to enter the water, and a sigh of relief appeared on his body. A rich black that represents fear.

When he saw Cheng Qianye looking over, the conspicuous golden edge on his body lit up a bit, pressing down the black qiáng.

Then he gave up the struggle and sank himself into the water.

Cheng Qianye felt a little strange. She walked to the spring, squatted down, and looked at Mo Qiaosheng who was soaking in the water.

Are you afraid of water?

No... I'm not afraid. Although he was immersed in the warm spring water, his face was pale and his whole body was stiff.

Cheng Qianye waved the rest away.

I watched Mo Qiaosheng in the water with interest for a while.

I saw him pursing his lips tightly, keeping a stiff posture and motionless, obviously qiáng was holding back his fear.

Cheng Qianye squatted there, reached out and touched the top of his head lightly.

Xiao Mo, ever since I became the lord, many people say all kinds of nice, complimenting, and caring words to me every day. But I know that they are all lying to me.

She slowly removed a maple leaf from Mo Qiaosheng's head, saw the wet face, and looked up at herself from the mist.

I hope you won't lie to me, okay?