Just when Zheng Peng wanted to get into trouble, there was a sudden noise outside, and there was a faint sound of a woman crying, Zheng Peng walked out of the door, grabbed a subordinate in the post house and asked: "What happened, someone was crying early in the morning?"

"Back to the son's words" Zheng Peng lived in a first-class room, and the subordinates did not dare to slack off, and immediately responded when he heard the words: "Last night, a ranger from a foreign land died, and his daughter sold his head, and many people gathered around to watch the excitement, but I didn't expect to wake up the son." ”

Zheng Peng knows that the ranger is very famous in the Tang Dynasty, and is a typical representative of the Tang Dynasty's spirit of Ren Xia, and Ren inserts the label to sell the first from the Three Kingdoms, the twenty-fifth chapter of the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" "Three things about the Tuntu Mountain Pass Convention, save the white horse Cao Cao to relieve the siege, Guan Gong raised his eyes and looked at it, and said Cao: "I look at Yan Liang, such as inserting the label to sell the first ear!" “

It's roughly sticking grass on the head or body, which means selling one's life, and to put it simply, selling one's body into slavery, I used to just see these episodes in TV novels, but I didn't expect to let myself run into it.

"Oh, there's something else, I'll take a look." Zheng Peng said as he walked out.

Famine and wartime, many people sold themselves, now it is a prosperous era, there are not many people who sell themselves, Zheng Peng can't hold back his curiosity, go out to see the excitement.

Take a closer look, a familiar bridge: a girl of about twelve or thirteen years old knelt on the ground, only to see that she was wearing a blue-gray round-necked Confucian skirt, with a thin figure, a sad face, her hair was a little messy, her clothes were very dirty, her eyes were red and swollen, and the most striking thing was that she had a branch on her head that symbolized selling her body, and there was a person beside her who was covered with a straw mat and only showed a pair of miserable white feet.

Didn't you say that the rangers are mostly single, but I didn't expect that this one also has a daughter.

Zheng Peng listened to the crowd for a while, and soon understood what was going on, the dead man was a ranger, and when he came to this place called Zhutian Post House with his daughter, he was seriously ill, and was driven out after being entangled, and because he had no money for treatment, he died in cold and illness, and his daughter chose to sell herself to bury her father in desperation.

Although the little girl is thin and dirty, she can see that her facial features are very delicate, and it is good to buy back as a maid at this age, some men who like young girls, look up and down like goods, some people look at the excitement, some people want to take the opportunity to pick up cheap, and for a time the little girl was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

"Little lady, how much do you want to sell?" A butler-like man asked.

"Thirty times, which kind-hearted person gives thirty times, the slave family will follow him." The little girl said without looking up.

There was an uproar in the crowd, and the butler glanced at the little girl, shook it, and said, "It's expensive, it's expensive." ”

Now a servant girl is worth about 80 pieces of cloth, and the price of a piece of cloth is about 200 yuan, and 80 horses are 16,000 yuan, which is equivalent to 16 yuan, and the little girl will ask for 30 yuan when she opens her mouth, which is almost twice as expensive.

At this price, you can buy two Silla maids with good looks.

"The slave family... The slave family didn't want much, they just wanted to buy a better cemetery for their father, and then buy a good coffin for burial, so as to repay their father's nurturing kindness. The little girl said with a little choked up.

Now the cemetery is expensive, a good piece should be about ten times, a good coffin should be at least ten times, a burial shroud should be purchased, someone should be asked to carry the coffin, etc., there are not many times for thirty times.

There are rich monks in the poor temple, and there are poor people in the prosperous era, many people because of gambling or cure, selling children and daughters is not rare, although everyone sympathizes with the little girl's suffering, but they shake their heads, no one is willing to take out thirty runs.

Thirty is enough for a family of three to have enough food and clothing for two or three years, which is not a small amount, and rich people can't look down on a thin woman like a little girl.

Handmaids are very common in Datang, people with a bit of family background will have handmaids, although this little girl is handsome, but she is thin, she does not show her figure and has no exotic characteristics, and the most important thing is that the price is a little high.

No one asked the price again, and the little girl lowered her head in frustration, frowning, and looking sad, not knowing what she was thinking.

Just when Zheng Peng thought that this matter was about to come to an end, a short and fat man squinted his triangular eyes, looked up and down the little girl who sold himself with interest, and made a tsk sound for a while.

The little girl was looking down sadly, and suddenly a fat hand reached out in front of her, and before she could come back to her senses, she pinched her chin, and screamed "ah" in fright, and quickly shrank back.

"You, what are you doing?" The little girl cried out in some horror.

"Hey, hey, hey" triangular eyelids said with a smile: "The price is so high, and it doesn't let people see a little bit of the goods?" ”

Speaking of the back, the word "goods" was deliberately accentuated in the voice, and when the little girl heard it, a look of shame appeared on her face, she bit her red lips lightly, and lowered her head a little.

"This big brother, you don't want to buy it for thirty times, do you?" Someone in the crowd asked curiously.

The triangular eyes looked the little girl up and down greedily, as if to answer, and as if to say to themselves: "The body is a little thin, but the appearance is delicate, thin and small, and it must have a special taste to play." ”

"Hey, little lady, thirty times is too expensive, you can't sell it until the New Year, seeing such a pitiful one, and thinking of your filial piety, the uncle bought you twenty times, so that you can bury your father."

"Twenty?" The little girl hesitated, it was a bit far from what she had imagined.

Triangle Eyes sneered and said: "Give you twenty times or the uncle is kind, you inquire, this price can be a very good orchid, you can think about it, after this village, there will be no village, you can't bear to let your father die and can't be buried for a long time, right?" ”

This is a combination of soft and hard, at first the little girl was still a little resistant, this fat man with triangular eyes is not only obscene, his character is also worrisome, the price is also low, a mouth is less than ten times, but he is the only one on the scene to bid, if no one really wants, even if he can wait, the dead father can't wait, who knows when the next buyer will appear?

People die greatly, you can't let the corpse rot and stink, twenty times is not less, save a little, such as the cemetery and the coffin, it is enough.

The triangle-eyed fat man was a human spirit, and when he saw the little girl's face, he knew that she was shaken, and deliberately shook his head and said: "Forget it, twenty yuan is more than enough to buy a beautiful Silla maid, and I will not be reluctant if the little lady disagrees." ”

Seeing that the triangular eye was leaving, the little girl was anxious all of a sudden, and immediately said: "This Langjun, the slave family... Slave House"

"Why, do you want to, hurry up." The fat man with triangular eyes stared at the little girl, and there was a sinister glint in his eyes, which was a hungry wolf looking at a poor little lamb.

There were a lot of sighs from the crowd, and many onlookers cast sympathetic glances at the little girl, and it was obvious that this poor little girl was going to be ruined by this obscene fat man with triangular eyes, and you must know that some people like to spoil girls who are not yet developed.

Judging by the behavior of the triangular eye, the possibilities are extremely high.

Someone lowered his voice to confirm everyone's speculation: "The girl's life is over, it is the yellow tiger who bought her, don't look at him on the surface of the smile, but the master who eats people and does not spit bones behind his back, black, his favorite is to play with young girls, and torture them in every way after getting his hands, those who bought them back were either tortured to death by him, or they were tired of playing and then sold in the kiln, alas...."

The little girl didn't seem to hear everyone's discussions, or she pretended not to hear it, and at this time she just wanted to bury her father, and when she heard the words, she resigned herself to her fate and said: "Slave... The slave should..."

Just when everyone thought that the little girl was going to fall into the fire pit, a voice suddenly sounded: "Slow, I'm going to go out thirty." ”