Dandere General and his Lord

She turned around and saw Zhou Zixi, who was wearing only a plain white lining, reluctantly walked out of the house, leaning on the wall.

He walked too hastily, was unsteady, stumbled on the door frame, and fell off the steps outside the house.

Despite such an awkward situation, when the man raised his head from the dust, Cheng Qianye couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

Only then did she realize that the slave who had a blue nose and a swollen face when she bought it back was actually a well-deserved beautiful man after his injury.

This person is not only handsome and picturesque, but also has an innate elegance. Even in such an anxious situation, he still showed the demeanor that a noble family had cultivated since childhood.

He hurriedly came to Cheng Qianye, stood in front of the woman, stretched his sleeves, and bowed to the ground.

Master, please forgive me, this person is a relative of Xia slave who does not know how to behave. Xia slave will order her to leave. I hope master will be magnanimous and forgive me.

He nodded again and again, his words were sincere, and he was very nervous.

Get up and talk, don't kneel anymore, your injury hasn't healed yet. Cheng Qianye stopped Zhou Zixi.

She casually sat down on a railing in the corridor and brushed the hem of her dress.

Say, what's going on?

The woman stood up to help Zhou Zixi, Zhou Zixi gave her a look, and shook her head invisibly.

But Cheng Qianye saw it, and she pointed to the woman: Tell me, what's your name and where do you come from.

The woman glanced at Zhou Zixi without flinching, Master Hui, my name is Ayang, I'm from the state of Wei. It was the son... This maid, I raised money and wanted to redeem my son. The adults are complete.

Cheng Qianye glanced at the purse in her hand.

A Yang's face blushed slightly, but she immediately raised her head, I've inquired about it, the adults paid a gold to buy the son, these are not enough. But it took me a long time to raise this point. I have heard that your lord is known for being kind, and I beg you to be accommodating.

You ran away him, where are you going?

We don't have any place to go, so we will live in the city of Bianzhou first. Ayang glanced at Zhou Zixi, I have the strength, Bianzhou is hiring people everywhere, and I can support the son.

Cheng Qianye smiled, she knew that this A Yang had many unfinished words, but she could not pursue it at this moment,

He is now mine, and I will not let you redeem him.

But I'm not going to treat him as a slave. You can live in this outer courtyard if you want, and take care of his injuries. The rest will come later.

Chapter 69

Mo Qiaosheng was walking on the corridor of Chaowu Hall, when a vast zheng sound came.

The tune was magnificent and imposing, and it was the lord playing the zither.

Mo Qiaosheng quickened his pace and walked forward.

After a while, there was a flute cavity in the sound of the zheng.

The zheng flute is woven and shaken into the sky.

Mo Qiaosheng's footsteps stopped, and he suddenly did not want to enter the hall.

The protagonist has a unique vision of knowing people, and every time he feels that he can point out the most outstanding horse in the crowd.

At that time, Mo Qiaosheng was also in the slave market. When the lord saw this Zhou Zixi, his eyes lit up instantly.

Mo Qiaosheng clearly saw the strong love in the eyes of the lord.

Sure enough, after recovering from the injury, the former son of the Wei family began to show his extraordinary talents.

Not only is he excellent in literary talent, but he is also very in tune with the lord in terms of political views, and even in terms of rhythm, he also agrees with the lord.

Mo Qiaosheng walked slowly on the corridor, and he tugged at the front of his shirt.

What's wrong with me, why is it here, so painful.

He stood in the shadows outside the hall door, looking at the two people standing behind the desk.

Generally handsome and extraordinary, generally gentle. Smile softly, whisper softly.

Not like myself, just a rude warrior.

Your idea is interesting. Cheng Qianye unfolded a page of paper in his hand and pondered for a moment, Let families with slaves be taxed on the head of the slaves. This will suppress the sale of slaves?

I think that, as far as the current situation in Bianzhou is concerned, most commoner families are unwilling to bear excessive expenses when purchasing slaves. If slaves have to be taxed separately in addition to their daily meals, then for them , domestication of slaves is an uneconomical thing. Zhou Zixi stood by Cheng Qianye's side, explaining the plan he drafted on the table.

They should rather turn slaves into tenants and farm the land to slaves in the form of rented crops. I have a hunch that this way, Bianzhou's food production can be greatly increased.

From my own point of view, if you give me freedom, even if the rent is heavy, I will try my best to farm. But as a slave, no matter how the master beats and scolds me, I can't be too active. Production.

Cheng Qianye clapped his hands: Okay, I'll find a county to try your method first and see how it works. Then I will promote it.

Zhou Zixi raised his sleeves and saluted: The act of the lord to go to this lake is a blessing to all the people in the world. But I put this draft proposal, but it is not for the current use.

Every new deal, whether good or bad, will first destroy the current stable environment. Bianzhou is now in a state of ruin, and the most lacking is manpower. I think whether it is buying slaves or attracting him

The people of the country settled. At this stage, increasing the population at the fastest speed is the top priority.

He said gloomily: As for the method of increase, you can ignore it for now. If this policy is implemented, it will inevitably affect the current hot slave trade, and it will also affect the increase of the population. Therefore, the following is only a draft plan, but the specific implementation still needs to be implemented. Not the timing.

Cheng Qianye raised his head and patted him on the shoulder: You can let go of your likes and dislikes, and consider it from the perspective of the country first. It's really not easy.

Just as she was talking, her peripheral vision shifted to the shadow outside the palace gate.

There is a person standing there.

Cheng Qianye really laughed now, she said to Zhou Zixi: You have worked hard, Zixi, this plan is very good, let me watch it slowly, you go back to rest first.

Zhou Zixi glanced at her, hesitant to say anything, but in the end he didn't say anything and saluted and left.

Cheng Qianye sat on the chair, relaxed his body, and smiled towards the door: Qiaosheng, come in quickly and hide there.

Chapter 70

Cheng Qianye's seat was very wide, she moved her position to the side and let Mo Qiaosheng sit beside her.

She was holding the page in one hand, her brows brooding in thought, and the other hand touched it, took Mo Qiaosheng's hand, and squeezed it lightly.

There is no one else in the hall, it is empty and quiet.

The door of the temple is open,

The afternoon sun shone lazily on the corridor outside the door.

Mo Qiaosheng looked at the person beside him. The lord was not as tall as him. Looking at him from this angle, he just saw the long eyelashes drooping down, occasionally trembling slightly, the glazed eyes swaying slightly, focusing on Look at the page in your hand.

His heart ached slightly.

The lord is so nice.

I……

He dared not continue to think.

Biyun tiptoely reached out from outside the hall and closed the doors of the hall one by one.

The light in the hall dimmed.

Only then did Cheng Qianye react. She raised her head and looked at the man beside her who silently accompanied her for a long time.

She took Mo Qiaosheng's hand, hooked his palm with her cold fingers, and squeezed it hard.

Cheng Qianye's unintelligible gaze made Mo Qiaosheng's heart a little chaotic.

In front of the lord, he always has a feeling that there is no trace, and the thoughts in his heart can always be easily guessed by the lord, and there is no secret at all.

Lord, did he see through my presumptuous thoughts at a glance?

I, even delusional mastery.

Qiaosheng. Cheng Qianye called out to him, and looked at him with some amusing as soon as he was in front of him, he always liked to think wildly.

She turned sideways and faced Mo Qiaosheng.

Qiaosheng, if one day I suddenly lose power, like Zhou Zixi, and become a person with nothing, will you still like me so much?

My lord, always my lord.

Then if my appearance changes and becomes ugly, or I no longer look like I am now, and become a low-status... woman. Will you still respect me like this and listen to me?

Female...woman?

I'm just making an analogy.

No matter what the lord looks like, in my heart it is...

All are supreme.

Cheng Qianye smiled.

She opened the drawer of the desk, took out a silk-wrapped sandalwood box, pulled out the lid, and dumped the box full of gems on the table.