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Jiangzuo City

On a winter night, the moon is as cool as water, and the wind is as cold as a knife.

There is a mansion in the alley of West Street, and there are three large characters on the polished plaque at the door.

Yan Wangfu.

The people in the city privately call that mansion the Mansion of the King of Hades, and those women often point to the alley when they teach the crying children, "There is the Mansion of the King of Hades, and there lives a King of Hades in it." , specifically to eat disobedient children."

At the entrance of the quiet alley stood a tall and thin young man, dressed in plain gray clothes, his face was stained with dust, his bright black eyes were staring at the mansion in the distance, he pursed his dry lips, and took out a Wrap in paper and eat any remaining dry biscuits.

"Ding, the eighth volume "Useless", the goal, the ninth son of today's emperor Liu Yan, the main task, to become Liu Yan's confidant, the side task, let the princess voluntarily request a divorce letter."

Shen Mo sat down against the wall, licked the scum around his mouth, and patted his face hard to let himself integrate into this new identity as soon as possible.

"continue."

"Ding, Cheng Wuyong, the illegitimate son of the Cheng family in Beishan City, is also Mr. Shen's current identity. He just turned 20 and left his hometown. His elderly mother passed away not long ago, and now he is alone. He is ideal and successful."

"111, sometimes I think, fortunately I have you." Shen Mo closed his eyes, "Remind me, finish the task and go back."

"Ding, 111 reminds Mr. Shen that he is currently going on a sensational scene, I suggest you stop, otherwise..."

"I know, otherwise I will defend it again." Shen Mo twitched his lips, put his hands in his sleeves, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep amidst the memories of London City.

Just after dawn, a few guards came out from the palace. They moved a long table, and silently saw a dozen young and strong men walking over. Gradually, more and more people ran over there, and he patted his body. Dust, tidied the hair around the cheeks, and followed.

One of the guards patted the table to calm everyone down, "Come and see, the palace is recruiting people, the monthly salary is two taels, and the requirement is that they should be free from illness and pain, be strong, and work quickly. It is best to be able to read and write. Clearly, I am a slave, and I will be a slave for life..." After the guards finished talking, the scene became even more lively.

Everyone at the long table blushed and tugged fiercely, fearing that there would be no seats if it was too late.

The sentence of two taels of monthly salary made all the young lads feel as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They didn't care about the latter part, becoming slaves of the prince. They had food to eat and such a high monthly salary. Good luck.

"I have read books, and I used to be a book boy, so I will..."

The words in Shen Mo's mouth were interrupted by an impatient shout, seeing his thin arms and legs, the guard waved him away in disgust.

Shen Mo showed a begging expression, and said sincerely, "I can work, and my hands and feet are quick, the two officials, can you be more accommodating."

The pockmarked guard tugged at the people around him, and listened to him, "There is only one more time to meet the requirements, so I might as well accept it first, and let him pack up and leave when he can't do it."

The chubby man stroked his chin, looked up and down in silence, and pondered for a while, "It will be done."

Mo Mo smiled gratefully, picked up a pen and drew a circle on it, and signed the contract of sale.