I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

After the car stopped, Han Yi said to Bai Shao, "Wait for me a while."

After he finished speaking, he jumped down, and Bai Shao lay on the side of the car window watching Han Yi go straight to a place through the crowd.

Bai Shao looked forward, and quickly determined that Han Yi should be aiming at the slave who was being pinched and displayed.

Because among the slaves being displayed, there is only one who is skinny and tender, and he looks like a rich man. As for why he was reduced to the slave market... This is very normal, but any family member who commits a crime may be implicated.

It's just that he has never met this person before. How did Han Yi know him?

Han Yi walked all the way, the person whose chin was being grabbed and shown should have seen him a long time ago, but the other party's eyes were still indifferent, and the expression on his face had not changed.

Han Yi walked over and watched him open his mouth: "Chu..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the other party lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Han Yi shut his mouth. At this time, the slave trader next to him looked at Han Yi and asked, "This young gentleman, are you interested?"

Before Han Yi could speak, someone next to him said, "Wait, I was the one who fell in love first, there must be one who comes first, right?"

The slave trader smiled and said nothing. Han Yi looked back and found that many people had surrounded him and were all looking at him.

Of course, it's just to watch, the slave traders are afraid to talk too much because of Han Yi's outfit, and other people... whoever has eyes can see it, and if they dare to tease him, they are all impatient.

But these people were already there before he came, after all, this slave has a beautiful skin that is rare in the slave market.

Han Yi ignored the man and asked, "How much?"

Before the slave trader could open his mouth, the man next to him raised his head and said, "No matter how much he pays, I will pay double!"

The slave trader's eyes lit up immediately, he turned to look at Han Yi and said, "Hey, what does this young gentleman say?"

Han Yi asked with his hands behind his back: "I have a question. The slave market once strictly prohibited auctions or sitting on the ground to raise prices. Since you are standing here, you don't know?"

Malicious competition is clearly prohibited in Xianyang. Of course, this was also proposed by Jiang Buwei. He is a businessman himself. He suffered a lot because of this when he first arrived in Xianyang, so he began to think of a way to come up with such a rule.

How should I put it, hooligans are not scary, but they are cultured.

The slave trader's face changed slightly after hearing this, and Han Yi said again when he saw it: "And this should be an official slave, right? How dare you sell it so openly?"

The slave trader immediately said: "You have wronged me. This is really not an official slave. His family sold him to me. I have completed the procedures here."

The bidder snorted coldly and said, "If you can't afford it, just say it, don't make trouble here, who do you think you are, you care so much."

Han Yi turned his head to look at him and raised his jaw slightly and said, "Do you know where the last one who said I don't care is now?"

As he spoke, he took out the small bag with the seal, and with a shake of his hand, a seal came out of the bag.

He was just about to show everyone the seal, but he paused and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I got it wrong."

But before he put it back, someone recognized it with sharp eyes: "Silver tortoise, little... The villain has seen the count."

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and then a group of people saluted Han Yi.

The young earl looks like a fairy, and there are not many people who can meet these two characteristics at the same time, so the answer is usually ready to come out.

The one who was still arguing with Han Yi was stupefied for a moment. He pursed his lips and said to Han Yi, "I didn't expect it to be Han Duwei's white dragon fish suit. I am honored to meet you."

Yan Cheng?Relatives of the royal family.

However, there are too many people surnamed Yan in Xianyang, and one stone can hit three people surnamed Yan, and it is not popular to name people according to seniority these days, so Han Yi can't tell who this person is at all.

But judging from the outfit, he is the son of the duke, not the heir, who can be made an earl.

Such a person, Han Yi, was not afraid of offending, so he cupped his hands and said, "Young Lord, don't be so impulsive and break the law in the future."

Yan Cheng trembled. He didn't really want to make trouble with Han Yi when he said just now, but he just wanted to attract attention.

He thinks that he is not short of money, and Han Yi should not be able to afford such a high price. When the time comes, he will buy this slave. If the little beauty is not convinced, it is okay for them to discuss again at that time. Beauty be a "friend".

In the end, he was kicked on the iron board. Han Yi has a reputation for being fierce. If he can kill someone who can fight in and out of an army of 7000 people, isn't killing him the same as killing a chicken?

What?law?

Laws are bound by civilians. Even if a high-ranking official marquis breaks the law, even if he kills someone, he can use money to atone for his crime!

After finishing Yan Cheng, Han Yi turned his head to the slave trader and said, "You can send as much as you want, and send it to my house. Well, do you know the way?"

The slave trader didn't dare to say a word and quickly nodded: "Don't worry, I will clean him up and send him to your house."

Han Yi paused and cleaned up... This word is really ambiguous. Forget it, the slaves here are not very clean except for their clean faces.

Not good-looking, even the face is not clean.

Han Yi didn't pay on the spot, anyway, he had already signed, and the slave trader would naturally get the money when he sent it over.

Before Han Yi left, he looked at the man, finally sighed, and decided to wait until he got back.

After returning to the carriage, Bai Shao asked, "You know him?"

Han Yi sighed: "Well, Chu Fei."

When Bai Shao heard the name, he felt a little familiar. After thinking for a long time, he realized that this should be the one who followed Han Yi to investigate the case.

He suddenly looked disgusted and asked: "What do you care about their family?"

How much trouble did Siche Shuchang cause Han Yi back then, if it wasn't for him, why would Han Yi need to make such a trip?

He also experienced a small rebellion, not to mention that Chu Shiying didn't really want to rebel, they all raised troops, right?

Then because of the death of the former king, Han Yi had to come back quickly, and when he came back, he was so thin that he was out of shape!

Of course, Han Yi lost a little weight at the time, but he didn't think there was anything wrong, it's just that Bai Shao was very distressed, and now he still hated Si Che's family.

Han Yi paused and said, "He... I don't know how to say it. I always think he is a good person. Hey, there are not many ways to distinguish between good and bad people these days, but I don't think he should be like this."

It seems naive to distinguish between absolute good and bad people in politics. Han Yi has never heard of Chu Fei committing any heinous crimes.

After looking for reasons for himself for a long time, before he could say anything, Bai Shao said, "Forget it, I'm just a slave, you can do whatever you want."

Han Yi: ...

So he thought for a long time why it was useless?

Bai Shao asked: "Then when will you go back? How will he arrange it?"

Han Yi said: "I will go over today to check the kiln first, and then look at the fire. It will take a few days for the formal forging."

He is not a workaholic, can't he rest first?

Bai Shao said, "You haven't answered the next question yet."

Han Yi scratched his head: "I haven't thought about it, let's talk about it when I get back."

His place was almost becoming a shelter, but he suddenly remembered what the slave trader said just now. The slave trader said that his family members sold him... This family must not be the head of the family, so who could it be?

Han Yi knocked on the car wall and said, "Moqiu, go and find out who sold Chu Fei to the slave market."

Mo Qiu agreed helplessly. He wanted to see how Han Yi forged iron.

Bai Shao asked, "Why are you checking this?"

Han Yi said with a serious face: "I suspect that someone is deliberately embarrassing their family, so I have to find out whether it is a former enemy or was instructed to do this. If it was instructed... I am afraid I have to explain it to the king. Just do it."

Yan Zijian must be one of the people who can hate the elder Si Che so much, maybe he will blame the elder Si Che for his assassination.

Bai Shao asked, "Just an explanation?"

"Huh? Or else?"

Bai Shao suddenly said: "You are proud of being favored."

Han Yi:? ? ? ? ?

How is he connected with this word?

Seeing Han Yi's bewildered look, Bai Shao didn't say anything, because in his eyes, Han Yi was indeed like that.

Yan Zijian seemed to have a high tolerance for him. Anyway, if he put it on ordinary courtiers, if he learned that he had accidentally saved the king's enemy, he might send him back to the slave market immediately, and then find a way to plead guilty.

As a result, when Han Yi came to this place, he just gave an explanation lightly and disappeared. Do ordinary people dare to think about it?

Bai Shao refused to explain and Han Yi didn't ask questions. After walking around the kiln, he found that the flame temperature of the kiln was not high enough, so he decided to leave after ordering the fire again.

When Han Yi returned to the mansion, it happened that Mo Qiu came back.

Moqiu looked at Han Yi with a strange expression and said, "I went to the slave market and asked the slave traders, and then I found the place where Chu Fei lived before, and now... Chu Shiying lives there."

Han Yi couldn't help frowning when he heard these three words: "Chu Shiying? Is he still alive? Where's Siche Shuzhang?"

Since Si Che Shuzhang was arrested and imprisoned, he didn't care about this person anymore, of course, because something happened to Yan Zheng soon, how could he have the mood to care about others?

Moqiu said: "The head of Si Che Shu... well, he was not the head of Si Che Shu at that time. Chu Shu was dead, and only Chu Shiying, a cripple, and Chu Fei and a few children were left in the family. The in-laws of the family helped them get rid of the crime, but they were also relegated to common people."

Han Yi frowned: "Then how did Chu Fei appear in the slave market?"

Mo Qiu said with a cold smile, "Chu Shiying, it is said that he couldn't stand such a life, so he sold Chu Fei."

Han Yi was in disbelief after hearing this: "How is it possible? Chu Fei is healthy. He is a cripple. How could he sell Chu Fei so easily?"