Royal Road Chapter 383

[Chapter 382 A Thousand Years at a Look (Part 1)]

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Le Wen lived in code, please forgive

him for standing in front of the coffin so rigidly, stroking the cold coffin surface with his big rough hands, and a very low voice echoed in the room.

“Xiaofeng, you are a good boy, you didn’t embarrass the Liang family…”

The tone was trembling, hurt, and heartbreaking pride.

A turbid teardrop rolled down and clacked onto the old man’s feet.

“Old man…” Liang Feng only felt that his heart was cramping, he wanted to rush up, knelt at the old man’s feet, and slapped himself hard.

He wanted to cry aloud, to stop the bleak scene of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man.

Does he regret it?

Regret rushed up at that critical moment and blocked the bomb.

If he could find out a second in advance, if he had the opportunity to draw a gun and shoot, if he knew earlier that there was one more person… It might be rolling in his heart, biting his internal organs, causing him to suffer unbearably.

However, he knew that given him one more chance, he would still rush up.

Desperate for life, forgetting to die.

Because that’s his duty, those people are his companions in life and death.

He has no regrets.

He is just, not reconciled!

There was a sudden panting from the throat, and Liang Feng opened his eyes.

“Lang Jun! You’re finally awake!”

A whimper came from his ear, Liang Feng slowly turned his head, and saw a crying little girl with red eyes kneeling beside him.

That is green bamboo.

He was still on the bullock cart, in this strange world…

“Lang Jun! You suddenly had a fever last night, and the servant thought you couldn’t wake up! Woohoo~ Let’s go back and find a doctor… …” Lvzhu was terrified, and cried out of nowhere.

For a whole night, she couldn’t close her eyes, so she guarded her husband, constantly wiping sweat and delivering medicine for him.

How many times, she thought she couldn’t save Lang Jun, but unexpectedly, he could open his eyes again.

Looking at the little girl’s swollen eyes, Liang Feng moved his lips tiredly: “Wipe it with wine, forehead, armpit… Green bamboo, don’t cry, don’t cry…”

A twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl Children should be spoiled by their families and kept in a deep boudoir.

Instead of this, kneeling in a simple ox cart, staying up all night, crying with red and swollen eyes, desperately serving the master who is about to die of illness.

He is not the head of the Liang family who is used to fine clothes and jade food.

He can’t see this.

Under Liang Feng’s soft command, the spirits prepared for Fu San quickly took out and smeared on him.

Of course, those alcohol levels are not as high as those of later generations, and they can barely play a role. Most of them are cold water towels that are constantly changed.

Liang Feng did not let the ox cart stop just like that, or find another town to settle down.

He had to rush back to the Liang Mansion. Only when he returned there would there be an imperial doctor sent by Wang Wen, and it would be possible to give his wreckage hope of surviving.

The bullock cart squeaked forward, bumping endlessly.

Liang Feng was wrapped in a soft quilt, and his mind was not clear.

Sometimes the past appeared before him, and sometimes it was the anxious face of Green Bamboo.

The two worlds were intertwined, but he did not tear them apart.

He has no nostalgia for this strange world, no expectation, and no sense of reality.

Just like a traveler who made a mistake, he was confused and didn’t care for the slightest bit.

The road ahead is long, and it seems that it will never end.

Suddenly, the bullock cart trembled slightly and stopped.

A voice came to my ear.

“Lord, there is a team of transport slaves blocking the road ahead.” The

bamboo curtain was picked up, and Liang Feng raised his eyes and looked outside.

I saw a group of people standing in the middle of the road, a dozen young men squatting or kneeling, being scolded by the officers and soldiers guarding them.

Sticks and whips slammed into the face, making the gray figures even more embarrassed.

Among the group, only one young man stood upright facing the officers and soldiers.

The huge wooden shackles were placed on the shoulders, which could bend the spine of anyone, but the man did not retreat half a step. He stood upright in front of the officers and soldiers holding the whips, as if protecting his companions behind him.

Just a glance, something in Liang Feng’s heart seemed to be touched.

He asked, “Who is this?”

“It should be Jie slave.” Ah Liang, who is very experienced, immediately replied, “General Ningbei is selling Jie slave recently. I guess he just caught it.”

“As long as he is caught, he can buy and sell at will?” wrinkled.

It is impossible for any court to allow people to buy and sell in this way. Isn’t this forcing people to rebel?

Ah Liang answered as a matter of course: “In the past two years, there has been a great famine in Bingzhou, and many places have suffered disasters. Those Jie slaves are strong and poor, and of course they have to sell them to big households. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be bad?”

This is simply a logical dead end.

Liang Feng sneered at the corners of his mouth: “Then go and buy them back.”

This actually has nothing to do with him, but the education he received since childhood made Liang Feng unable to accept the trade of people with peace of mind.

Especially when he was locked in this broken body, he couldn’t help but watch other people locked in wooden shackles, imprisoned and enslaved unwillingly.

Hearing this, A Liang was a little stunned, but Liang Feng had already put down the bamboo curtain.

Helplessly scratching his hair, A Liang walked towards the team of officers and soldiers.

“You bastard slaves! The general gave you a life because of his kindness. Don’t be ashamed!” Sun Shichang was furious at the moment, and he whipped the whip in his hand furiously.

He had already made several trips to Wuxiang, and he didn’t know how many Jienu he brought back.

There’s never been a beater like this kid.

If it weren’t for a few strings of rewards, he would definitely kill this bastard.

The whip slapped the flailed young man in the face, and made a dark red mark on his left cheek.

The pair of gray-blue eyes of the other party seemed to be on fire, giving birth to rage and killing intent.

Sun Shi was so excited that he pulled out his waist knife with his backhand.

“Yiyan! Don’t be arrogant, I’m fine…” Someone behind him whispered, pulling the young man’s hem, but the young man didn’t mean to back down, instead he tightened his back, trying to fit and pounce.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight with real swords, a voice suddenly came from a distance: “This soldier, are you going to lock Jienu back to sell it? I wonder if you can sell it to my master.”

Sun Shichang was stunned for a moment, and he ignored the little brat in front of him. He turned his head and saw a short, stocky man walking over with a smile on his face.

Behind him were three bullock carts and many servants, who seemed to be a big family.

Unexpectedly, I met a buyer halfway through. Sun Shi rolled his eyes and immediately said

in a big way: “These slaves are going to be sold to Jinyang, how can they be sold to you casually?”

room for negotiation.

A Liang immediately said: “Since it’s all business, why waste the rations going back and forth? My husband really wants to buy a few Jie slaves to go home, can you

please make it convenient…”

Seeing this smiling steward, Sun Shichang thought to himself.

Shangfeng just ordered them to take people. More and less depends on luck, and there is no fixed limit.

If you bring it back to the county, a Jie slave will only reward two small coins, but if you buy and sell privately, even if the money is divided equally among a team of brothers, it will not be too small.

Thinking of this, a smile finally appeared on his face: “This is the most sturdy man, and he sells it to the county town, and the asking price is at least 5,000 yuan!”

Aliang licked the flower child: “It’s time, Jie slave. How can there be such a price. I have a look at the party, and one only costs 2,000 yuan.”

“That price is sold to a high-level clan, what are your identities?” Sun Shichang glanced at the team behind him. At first glance, these bullock carts are all simple, and they don’t look like a caravan of nobles.

“My husband is Tinghou!” A Liang’s face sank, and it was okay for him to be humble, but insulting his father was absolutely unacceptable!

Unexpectedly, there is actually a title, and Sun Shichang immediately felt a lot of emptiness.

He can’t tell the difference between the titles of these dignitaries and nobles. He only knows such people, and it is best not to offend them.

After thinking about it, Sun Shichang finally let go: “There are eleven people in total, even if it is 10,000 yuan. But now I don’t have a body contract, I can only press a token for you, and go back to the county to make up.”

A Liang frowned, the price was okay, but it was a little troublesome without a contract. After hesitating for a while, he returned to the ox cart and asked in a low voice, “Lord Lang, Na Shi Chang said it would cost 10,000 yuan in total, but it’s just that The body deed has to be re-applied in the county town.”

Eleven large living people are roughly equal to the price of three doses of cold food powder.

Liang Feng snorted coldly, in this world, human life is much cheaper than luxury goods.

Although the money he brought out was not much, in order to smooth out the “stealing medicine” case, the Li family put 10,000 yuan into Yansheng’s room, which was just right for buying people.

Nodding his head, he said, “Take it.” After receiving

the order from the head of the family, A Liang didn’t talk nonsense, picked out 10,000 yuan and handed it to Sun Shichang.

This was a total windfall. Captain Sun smiled so brightly that he took the money in a hurry, took out a wooden sign from his arms, and handed it to A Liang: “Take this to the county government to renew the life deed. Sun Xiancheng is fine.”

Sun Xiancheng is his cousin, as long as the joints are opened, it is still easy to issue a few body deeds.

It was for this reason that he dared to have the courage to sell people privately.

Aliang carefully checked the wooden plaque before he nodded: “I will take these Jie slaves.”

“It’s easy to say, the wooden shackles are also given to you. It’s better to wait until you go back and pick them up, these Jie slaves are still there. Didn’t adjust | I taught, it was very presumptuous, so as not to hurt the nobles.” Sun Shichang shouted to the soldiers behind him, “What are you still doing? Bring people over here!” It

‘s like delivering some goods, then The group of big bosses pulled and pulled and pushed a few Jie people to the side of the convoy.

Sun Shichang saluted the bullock cart in a similar manner, and then led his men away.

They were resold before they got to the county seat, and those Jieren were a little nervous on their faces.

Ah Liang ignored them and went back to the car to report: “Lord Lang, everyone has bought it back.” The

bamboo curtain was lifted, and a tired voice came: “Go to the wooden flail, get them something to eat. ”

Aliang was stunned for a moment, should he remove the wooden shackles now?

Want to feed?

However, he did not dare to refute the order given by the lord. After bowing, he turned around and said in a buoyant voice: “The lord is kind-hearted, he bought you, and ordered the shackles. Divide a little bit, and after you arrive at the Liang Mansion, you will have a bite to eat!”

This group of people had been starving for a day, and now they heard that there was food to eat, and they didn’t need to wear the shackles anymore, and they immediately became agitated.

This is a great good thing. Now that the famine is so severe, it is much better to be a slave to a noble family than to starve to death in the wilderness.

There were a few clever people who had already come to A Liang’s side, trying to curry favor with this future boss.

A crippled man tugged at the young man who was still standing beside him, and said excitedly, “Yiyan, this time we can be saved!”

The man didn’t answer him, his eyes fixed on the man who had put it down. The ox cart with the bamboo curtain, absent-mindedly said “um”.

After a long while, he found that the bamboo curtain had no intention of opening it again, so he silently retracted his gaze.

Like the stars holding the moon, a man sits upright in the water-seeking pavilion.

He was still young, with long white eyes and a stern face. He wore a single apricot-yellow robe, a lacquered sarong crown on his head, and held a white jade Ruyi in his hand.

The beautiful beard under the chin swayed gently in the wind, showing a more graceful and leisurely manner.

This person is Wang Wen, a Zhongzheng official in the evaluation of the ninth-rank officials, the direct branch of the Jinyang Wang clan in Taiyuan, the fourth son of Situ Wang Hun, and the official worship Sanqi regular attendant, a real dignitary.

With such an examiner, the children of all families can’t wait to use all their strengths, and the officials of Bo Zhongzheng have blue eyes.

Wang Wen sat in the main seat, chatting and laughing freely, sometimes taking examinations of poetry and books, sometimes evaluating calligraphy and painting, and some who chose to play the qin and scriptures, and he also answered them one by one.

Although he was always smiling and courteous, Wang Wen was a little impatient.

Shangdang is a big county, but its location is strategic, and it has always been a battleground for military strategists.

Therefore, the surrounding wars have been turbulent for years, and the gentry are mostly local tyrants. The style of writing is much inferior to that of Jinyang, not to mention the style and appearance.

The author has something to say: hey hey, strictly speaking, the last episode is a postscript ==

is it very kind? xd The

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