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Sanchun took a look, one was engraved with green, and the other was engraved with spring, and with these two brands in the future, it would represent their identity, but the brand carved by the bamboo was clearly cheap, and it would be very difficult to turn over in the future.

According to her guess, the people who made such bamboo signs for them should treat them as if they were in their pockets, and probably even thought about how to dispose of them. But if not, both of them are black people without household registration, let alone walking the world, it is impossible to walk through the city to Yingcheng.

After inquiring with the two slave girls, they learned that the song and dance troupe usually numbered the boys and girls who had been bought and abducted, and that there was a record of them in the steward's possession.

And to know what everyone will do with them, doubling the record is the best shortcut.

It's just about this kind of stealing chickens and dogs, and Qing Zizhong's identity is unwilling to go. He asked Miharu to go, Miharu didn't want to say anything, she hated the steward, every time it was as if she was going to strip her clothes and look at it, if she accidentally bumped into him, she wouldn't have an appetite all day.

Qing knows her temper, and what she refuses to do is that even nine cows can't pull it.

Either to steal or to be sold, he weighed between "good face" and "losing face", and finally made his own move.

Qing does things like his sword, he has always been quick for the purpose, and he took two rolls of bamboo slips back not long after he went. Sanchun was overjoyed, praising him for having the potential to be a thief, and he provoked two big eyes.

It was really as they thought, and the bamboo slips recorded the simple origins of the two people.

Qing's volume reads: Qing, male, Qin people, twenty years old, not a young man, handsome, martial arts, can be used.

And the volume of Sanchun writes: Spring, male, Wei people, sixteen years old, boy, handsome, Sheng Chenjun Xi, can be sent.

She looked left and right for a long time and asked Qing, "How do they know?" ”

Qing was puzzled, "What? ”

"You're not a child, and I'm a child?"

Qing glanced at her and said lightly, "Wrong." ”

She was shocked, "What? Are you also a child? ”

The glance immediately changed to a stare, and his voice was a little colder, "The age is wrong, I am twenty-five this year." ”

This time he changed Sanchun's eyes, but he didn't expect him to be so old, and he didn't marry a wife at this age, it was really hard for him to survive.

She touched her nose, "I think I'm wrong, too." ”

"What's wrong?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's more than sixteen."

In fact, she doesn't know how old she is, but she always faintly feels that it will not be too small, although her face is a little tender, but her mentality is different, just like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl will never have such an old heart as her, as if she has gone through thousands of sails and has been through thousands of hardships.

Qing pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Sheng Chenjun is really a prostitute, and he can't be entrusted with life. ”

When Sanchun heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at the sky bigger than he was used to, and she didn't want to follow Sheng Chenjun, whether he was lewd or not? When she arrives in Yingcheng, she will definitely escape, and everyone can't even touch a shadow of the clothes.

Qing also made this plan, and it would be a fool not to run. Quietly sent the bamboo slip back, and told her that this matter must not be known, otherwise it would be troublesome to leave.

She can have today's status and wealth, half of which is because she has a leg with many nobles in various countries, and the other half is because she has always sold the population, selling or dedicating the girls and boys collected from all over the world to powerful relatives and nobles in various countries, so as to get various benefits.

When the bamboo slips were sent back to their original place, Qing suddenly found that all the bamboo slips here were numbered, marked with upper, middle and lower grades, just like the goods sent to the market, which were labeled as sales and scored into grades. This made him very unhappy. Fortunately, everyone knows that most of this information is obtained from their mouths, which is far from their real situation.

In this era, people are not good at lies, and they are even more ashamed of panic, she naturally can't imagine that one of these two people doesn't even know what his surname is, and the other can't tell his real name for unavoidable reasons. Even if they escaped, it was just Qing and Chun, what did it have to do with the two of them?

He sneered. After coming back, I want to tell Sanchun to be stable, get through this period for the time being, and get out of Yingcheng when I get there.

Sanchun was busy, afraid that he would not take her, so he had to be obedient.

Under the meticulous care of the two female slaves, they had a surprisingly good life this way, Sanchun had a smile on his face every day, listened to the birdsong in the morning, fiddled with the pan flute in the morning, and slept until dinner in the afternoon.

This kind of good mood of self-entertainment, green and funny, and envious, can have such a simple mind, isn't it a kind of happiness.

They have two meals a day, both meals are delicious, and many delicious foods that they have never seen or heard of are eaten in their mouths, what kind of happiness is that?

For example, beef, when Sanharu held a bowl of this stewed and rotten broth, her mind immediately showed that kind of strong and precious behemoth, she had never thought that this animal could pull a cart, could it also be eaten? Delighted, so happy, I held the bowl and looked at it for a long time before I leaned over and took a sip. However, when I ate it in my mouth, I didn't feel much of a surprise, as if I had eaten it many times, and the taste was very ordinary.

It's like when she was in Niushan Village, she also felt that she hadn't eaten chicken, and secretly caught the hen that lay eggs at her neighbor's Erdan family and cooked it, and the taste was also very familiar. She admired herself so much that she even ate chicken, which was absolutely right. Of course, it must not be her who cooks the chicken, but Qing, and because of this, she knows that there is a dark little demon hidden under his holy face. He knew that the chicken was stolen, but he pretended not to know, and when he was chased to the house by Erdan, he loudly scolded her for not being a thief.

She despised him for this, but the answer was, "The rabbit doesn't eat the grass by the nest." ”

The implication was to tell her that if she wanted to steal chickens, please go to the next village......

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Along the way, in addition to the good mouth and comfort, they were also fortunate to meet the legendary dresser.

I still remember seeing this legendary beauty for the first time, Sanchun's body shook, and he almost rushed over to hug someone, asking how to raise this body of good skin?

Everyone in the dress is really a beauty, her face is bewitching and moving, and her figure is also excellent. She likes to wear a tight robe with pink rose fragrance, tied into a big bow with gold silk soft smoke around her waist, and her sideburns hang low and are obliquely inserted into jasper and phoenix hairpins, which makes her look even more proud, with a slender body, glamorous and charming, and seductive.