Theism

The sky is a hazy yellow, a convoy full of goods is pressing the muddy road, slowly entering the city, the muddy ground is full of potholes, it just rained yesterday, the road is not dry yet, and there are many hawkers setting up stalls on both sides of the road. The goods are messy, some sell vegetables, and some sell gadgets.

The place is not big, but there are still a lot of people and it is crowded. Today is the market once every seven days. No one opened the road. The caravan stopped and went. It was only 300 meters from the city to here, and it ended up being blocked for a quarter of an hour.

Except for the carriage at the front, the convoy is full of goods pullers at the back. There are large wooden boxes piled up one by one. The white eagle logo is printed on the boxes. It looks like a convoy from a neighboring country.

The curtains in the carriage are all drawn, using blackout materials, and the carriage is also dark. Yuan Kang is leaning against the wall, his curly black hair hangs down, his fair face is full of tiredness, his eyes are closed but he cannot sleep soundly, his eyelashes flicker from time to time. Trembling, brows were also a little tight, and lips pursed unconsciously.

After walking for a while, he was about to turn off this street and go the other way, when there was a sound of horse neighing, the normally driving carriage came to an abrupt stop, and Yuan Kang, who had been dangling along with his chin with one hand, All of a sudden it fell over.

"Master, are you okay!" A greeting came from outside the car curtain soon.

"What happened?" Yuan Kang said, pulling back the gray cloth curtain.

"My lord, please forgive me. This lowly slave ran into you in an attempt to escape." Kneeling on the muddy ground in front of the carriage was a middle-aged man with a slick face and meticulously combed hair.

His skin was tanned due to years of running around, but it was black and red, and he was crying bitterly at Yuan Kang while smiling all over his face.

On the ground beside him, there was another slave who was pinned down on the ground. His clothes were a little tattered, his hair was messy and stained with mud on the ground, and he looked quite thin.

Next to them was a group of slaves tied with hemp ropes, similar to the one on the ground, with their heads down and unable to see clearly.

Yuan Kang looked a little annoyed, Nong Xiao knew that she didn't like these things: "It was indeed a collision, you know this is Mr. Yuan's car, come here, take him away!"

When Nong Xiao said to take away, he naturally took those slaves along with him to confiscate them.

With that said, a group of people from the back of the convoy rushed up. First, they showed the signs, and then dragged and dragged them to subdue them. They were just tied with hemp ropes, which was convenient for them to lead.

"My lord, please spare me, my lord!" The human trafficker was still shouting loudly when he was being dragged away, pulling at his robe. His brocade clothes were also stained with mud, and the original exquisiteness could not be seen.

The man on the ground was also pulled up, and Yuan Kang was not very interested in seeing it, and was about to pull the curtain of the car and continue to sit in the car.

The slave was pulled by his hair and stood up. He raised his small face, but he looked fair, and the embarrassment all over his body was long enough to hide his appearance.

"Wait." Yuan Kang said, the man in front of him stopped listening, and kept grabbing the man's hair with his hand, "Raise your head."

After the guard heard it, he naturally grabbed his hair and lifted him up.

Even if the fair face is covered with mud, it can be seen through the part that is not covered. Perhaps it hurts a little from the scalp, and the eyebrows are slightly frowned. The eyelashes are long and slightly curved, and the bridge of the nose is quite high. Yes, she pursed her thin lips slightly, full of reluctance.

"Bring him back to the house." Yuan Kang said, and returned to the carriage.

This time the carriage drove fast and steadily, with nothing blocking the way.

"Master, we're here." Nong Xiao lifted the curtain of the car for her, and Yuan Kang obediently got out of the car.

Looking up, the bright plaque in front of the mansion hangs high, "Yuanshi Mansion", there are already a group of people waiting in front of the mansion with their heads bowed, waiting for the return of the owner of this mansion.

Yuan Kang stepped up the steps and was about to walk in. Nong Xiao followed her: "Master, how do you deal with that person?"

"Leave me there." Yuan Kang said, and left by himself, and Nong Xiao naturally went to deal with what she said.

It's cold and windy in late autumn, so there's no need for someone to warm the bed.

The man was dragged away by Nong Xiao's subordinates. First of all, he was cleaned. Yuan Kang's salary was very high, and soup was almost always prepared in the house.

As for bathing and changing clothes, there are experts in this field in the mansion, so there is no need for Nong Xiao to worry about it.

It took about an hour to take care of people, but this time, it was really different.

It is said that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Now that he has washed his face and changed his clothes, his whole person is different.

Nong Xiao looked at his delicate eyebrows, black and bright hair, reached up and touched his cheek, squeezed his shoulder, and his hand, which was very tender and hadn't done much work.

"Go, show him." Nong Xiao said, and a person next to him immediately stepped forward, and then asked him to sit down and check his pulse.

The person who put the master there, of course, has to take a closer look, if there is something, it will be bad.

Nong Xiao was drinking tea by the side, waiting for the disease doctor to examine him one by one. He looked very seriously and checked each one.

"My lord, the lower official has completed the diagnosis." The disease doctor said and walked in front of Nong Xiao.

"How?" Nong Xiao put down the tea in his hand, his posture was very casual, but his eyes were fixed on the man.

"This one has no disease, but he didn't eat properly when he came in, and his body is a little weak." The disease doctor said calmly.

"Weakness?" Nong Xiao said the word in his mouth, "There is a sick doctor."

"I don't dare to be an official." The disease doctor naturally replied politely, "If my lord has nothing to do, I will take my leave first."

"Go down." Nong Xiao coped.

This disease doctor was bestowed by the palace, but Nong Xiao also has an official position, so it is nothing.

"Banquet." Nong Xiao said, there was a continuous stream of people coming in from the outside, passing the food, and after a while, the table was full of food, but no one present except Nong Xiao took a second look, " Eat."

These words were addressed to that man, so he had to sit down obediently, and someone beside him served him dishes in a quiet and orderly manner, and Nong Xiao continued to drink his tea by the side, but looked at the man.

Others have already picked up what to eat, so he can just eat it right now.

It was almost dark after dinner, and Nong Xiao directed people to take him to wash up, and then he personally escorted him to Yuan Kang's room.

The lights were lit in the room, and Nong Xiao knocked on the door outside: "Master, someone sent it."

"Come in." Yuan Kang said, and Nong Xiao pushed the door open and went in, taking the man with him along the way.

Yuan Kang was writing something under the lamp to pass the time and wait for someone.

The door was pushed open, Nong Xiao came in first, followed by that person, Yuan Kang looked at him, he looked pretty good, maybe it was because of looking at the beauty under the lamp, she felt that this person was extraordinarily good-looking.

"Good job." Yuan Kang said to Nong Xiao, "By the way, prepare for entering the palace tomorrow."

"Yes." Nong Xiao nodded, then retreated consciously after speaking, and came to the door by the way.

The man stood in front of her, bowed his head and did not speak. Yuan Kang put down his pen and looked at him. He was thin, but not short. His hair was pretty good, black and shiny, and the knuckles of his hands hanging on both sides were clear and fair.

"Come here." Yuan Kang waved to him with a smile, and the man walked over obediently, and squatted in front of her.

Yuan Kang raised his hand to touch his hair, it was really smooth, and his fingertips slid along the side of the ear to his cheek, it was very soft and slippery, Yuan Kang stretched out his hand and gently pinched it, it felt very good, gently lifted it his jaw.

These lips are also pretty good. They are not cinnabar red, and they are quite delicate. Yuan Kang is close to him. Only by looking at his eyes can he really captivate your soul. When he focuses on you, there is a kind of affectionate style. feeling of style.

"Your eyes are beautiful, they are so soul-stirring." Yuan Kang stretched out his hand to caress the end of his eyes, "Do you have a name?"

"It used to be, but now it's gone." The man was very calm.

"Not now?" Yuan Kang listened, but his eyes moved away from his face, as if he saw something suddenly, "Let's call it Yucheng."

"Although it's not more elegant than your previous Xie Yu, it's not ugly either." Yuan Kang suddenly said something that shocked him.

"How do you know my name is Xie Yu?" The person in front of him suddenly raised his head and looked at him in surprise.

"I had the honor to meet you in the Palace of King Qi, and to see you son." Yuan Kang said casually. At that time, he only felt that this person was lonely and arrogant, but it was such a situation when we met again.

"I don't remember you." Xie Yu shook his head thinking about it, and he really didn't have much impression of Yuan Kang.

"Of course you don't remember me, I just glanced at it by chance." Yuan Kang said, "I went with the Weiguo etiquette team to send the court gift."

This was many years ago. Before Qi State was powerful, Wei State had to bow its head. Then Qi State and Zhao State clashed. Zhao State overwhelmed Qi State. Recently, Wei State and Zhao State fought for hegemony. Great victory, Zhao Guo worshiped.

"Many years ago." Xie Yu said with a gloomy expression.

"Well, go to sleep, Yucheng." Yuan Kang saw that he was in a bad mood, and wanted to divert his attention.

"I..." Xie Yu wanted to say something, but was soon interrupted by Yuan Kang.

"I told you that because I didn't want you to think too much." Yuan Kang became more serious as he spoke, and she forced Xie Yu to look up and look into her eyes, "Just remember that this is Weiguo, and you Just a slave under my protection."

When Xie Yu heard what she said, the little dignity that appeared just now was quickly suppressed.

"Yes, I'm just a slave now." Xie Yu said, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. Isn't this what he accepted?

"Let's go, go to sleep." Seeing his appearance, Yuan Kang gently helped him up again, and walked towards the inner room.

It was very cold at night, but Yuan Kang's bed was very warm, and the two people next to each other just kept silent.