Biography of Haiguo

Nodding her head, she said kindly, "Don't worry, I won't touch that girl, and she will never know where you are."

Shen Changhe also smiled, and then said nothing again.From then on, he seemed to be completely dead, with no joy, no anger, no worries, no fears, and truly turned into a puppet who could not see, hear, or speak.Because of the lessons learned from the previous mercenaries, Sadiq ordered someone to use the heaviest and strongest iron chain to pierce his collarbone, then stuffed him into a small iron cage and nailed the chain to the railing, making him Can't move most of the time.

He was utterly alienated into a beast—a desperate beast trapped in a hunter's trap.

In the next few days, many "guests" were attracted to the post station one after another, standing outside the curtain to peep inside the cage.He couldn't see what was going on outside, but he could still hear some voices of surprise and admiration from the outside world, including men and women, old and young; they commented on him like they were watching animals, and finally, absolutely Most of the "guests" expressed their willingness to pay a high price to buy him, but they were all rejected by Sadiq Khan.

Sadiq Khan is a very business minded person.He could see the appreciation potential of Shen Changhe, but he happened to be very short of money right now, so he couldn't make long-term investment.Therefore, he decided to realize this hot "baby" as soon as possible——

Slave Market ([-])

On the morning of the fourth day, Sadiq Khan welcomed a special guest at his post house.

She is a young woman in her early 20s, wearing a gorgeous dress that is incompatible with the outfits of other people in White River City and is unique.When she came, there were more than a dozen bodyguards in suits and leather shoes behind her, and each of them looked as if they were facing an enemy.

After all, the law and order of Baihe City is notoriously poor in the eyes of the outside world. They cannot, and dare not, let this noble young lady hurt even half a hair.

This willful young lady is of course Chen Shuping who was shopping with her brother in Beijing not long ago.Because her elder brother Chen Xining has been urging her to "get along well" with Zhang Zhicheng, the new warlord of the Northeast Military Government, and even wanted to send her back to the Northeast, she really couldn't stand her brother's nagging, so she sneaked to Baihe City on her own : Because she had heard a long time ago that this is the largest slave trading market in the entire Western Region.

"Handsome, blond-haired Tocharian slave...sounds so mouth-watering!"

Ms. Chen, who received Western education since she was a child and has no concept of defense between men and women, thinks so.

Chen Shuping has always liked Caucasian men with blond hair and light eyes.She originally thought that, with her noble status as the daughter of President Qin State, those handsome white men would come one after another and let her pick and choose the best for admission; but after living abroad for 22 years, she also successfully obtained a bachelor's degree from Adams University in Oceania , she still failed to find the Prince Charming in her heart in the end.

Because she is from Qin.

The state of Qin is weak, and the great powers on the other side of the sea of ​​ruins, such as Oceania and the False Empire, have always regarded it as a barbaric and uncivilized "tribe", while her father, Chen Wu, was ridiculed by the Oceania media as "tribal chief". Nor did the white people of Oceania regard her as an equal "citizen" of a civilized country.Needless to say, the vast majority of white men think that the yellow-race Qin people are short, ugly, and insignificant, but whoever can find a woman of their own race will not consider intermarriage with an "inferior" Qin woman.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are a few white men who prefer Qin women, but those people are basically the bottom of society, and Chen Shuping naturally refuses to accept it.So, she took the next best thing and thought of the yellow and white mixed blood:

Someone like Shen Changhe is good, even better than pure blood white people.Because they understand Chinese and their three views are similar to their own, they can live together better in the future.The most important thing is that they know how to respect her father's supreme power; unlike those white men who think that government officials are servants of citizens, not rulers, and they can be dragged to the sky!

The white people of the Western Regions and the white people of Oceania look alike, but they are not the same.In the central land area of ​​Xuantian Continent, that is, the traditional Western Regions, the white people and their mixed blood are roughly divided into several types: Persians, Turks, Tocharians, and Uyghurs.Among them, the Turks are the least popular because they are descendants of the yellow race, their appearance is most similar to that of the Qin people, and their ethnicity is aggressive and brutal; a small part of the Persians are blond and green-eyed. Most of them have black hair and black eyes, and their facial features are extremely profound, giving people a feeling of thick and colorful; The Unitarianism was assimilated by the Turks during the invasion of the Western Regions, and then completely changed its appearance by intermarrying with the Mobei barbarians. However, this nation is relatively mild-tempered and doesn't like to provoke troubles, so its reputation is not bad.

The last is the Tocharian.

The only nation in the Western Regions that used to be blond and blue-eyed and regarded pure blood as life. Everyone devoutly believed in Zoroastrianism, and almost everyone had beauty that did not belong to the world.Overnight, both men and women became slaves of the Turkic people, and were forced to "breed" like livestock to reproduce mixed offspring.The consequence is that today's Tocharians have become a mixed-race race with different facial features, different languages, and even different beliefs, which have long been far from the Tocharians in history.

Chen Shuping loves the appearance of the Tocharian people, because they are most similar to the white people on the other side of the sea of ​​ruins, and even better looking than those white people.But because the Western Regions were once vassals of the Great Qin in history, she looked down on these Western Regions people from the bottom of her heart, and even regarded them as inferior people.In the face of men from the Western Regions, no matter how handsome and charming they are, she will not treat them as equals—just like how white Westerners look at Qin people today.

But to her disappointment, this place is not full of blond and blue-eyed Tocharian slaves as she imagined.On the contrary, because of the rise of the Gaochang Empire, most of the truly blond and blue-eyed Tocharians have been "enshrined" as national treasures, and there are actually a small number of exiles.Fortunately, hard work pays off... Or, to put it another way, money can turn ghosts around. On the morning of the fourth day she came to Baihe City, the good news finally came.

So now, she is standing here, listening to the mother-in-law of the old businessman who came from the poisonous country, scribbling: "... Miss is really discerning, this time the goods are your favorite half-breed, can speak Chinese, You are pretty and tall, you are satisfied!"

It is a strange thing to describe a man as "beautiful", but Chen Shuping doesn't mind it very much.She just asked along the points she was interested in: "How beautiful is it? Is it blonde?"

"This..." The old man was in trouble: "Miss, you are embarrassing me. I have been in business for so many years, and I have never seen a half-blood with blond hair. This is not in line with the laws of nature."

Even if you told the truth.Ms. Chen, who is rich in biogenetics knowledge, smiled and pointed with her plain hand: "Open the curtain, I want to see the color."

Only then did the old trafficker heave a sigh of relief, and lifted a corner of the black cloth covering the iron cage, and stretched a hand inside.Immediately, he slowly retracted his hand as if he was holding some treasure, and finally pulled out the other arm that did not belong to him along the gap in the iron cage's railing.

Chen Shuping was stunned so easily.She was so big, she had never seen such white arms, and she had never seen such beautiful hands.The man in the cage should be dressed in white, and the white sleeves were not long enough to cover his slender arms, nor could it compare to his snow-white complexion.

His complexion was so pale that it was almost luminous, as smooth as the fine silk satin woven from the snow silkworms of the Tianshan Mountains.A thin silver chain was tied around the wrist, extending back into the iron cage under the black cloth, but it was a pity that Chen Shuping couldn't see what was going on inside.However, just staring at the hand in front of her, she felt that she was too stunned to speak.

This is obviously a male's hand, with slender phalanges and distinct joints, but the tips of the five fingers are not feminine at all.Rather than saying that the palm is large, it is better to say that the fingers are long: according to the research of Westerners, the limbs of a person are all in proportion. To have such long and thin fingers, he must be a tall and tall person.Like the arm, this hand is also so white that it glows coldly, but the bruises in the nails and the scars on the back of the hand spoil the overall beauty, and it looks like it has been seriously injured.

"Open the cloth curtain, I want to see what this slave looks like." Chen Shuping was about to uncover the black cloth by himself while talking.The old businessman pressed her hand and said with a sneer, "This is against the rules. If you want to see the full color, that's an extra price."

The dodgy old thing!Chen Shuping rolled her unladylike eyes, ordered the bodyguard to give another 100 taels of silver to the old man, and then was allowed to completely lift the black cloth——

For a moment, the air in the room seemed to be stagnant.

Chen Shuping and the burly men behind her were all dumbfounded.In her impression, slaves were all dirty, smelly, and unkempt, but the man sitting in the cage was as clean and noble as a son of a family, or a prince of some country.An exquisitely shaped hosta tied a part of his jet-black long hair into a simple bun on the top of his head, and most of the rest was draped softly behind him, with a natural look on his forehead.