Chapter Twenty-Eight: Interracial Slaves!

"You're the only one?"

Prince Xia Qing's eyebrows inevitably showed a trace of doubt, but he still nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, since this is the case, then the palace will order someone to reply to the Ministry of Rites later." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness. ”

Li Yiqi bowed slightly to the prince, looked calm, and then said: "Your Highness, if you can, Weichen wants to leave the palace and go home." ”

"Out of the palace?"

Prince Xia Qing's eyes seemed to light up, his little face was happy, and he blurted out: "This palace will ...... with you"

But before he finished speaking, Prince Xia Qing's face instantly sank and he stopped talking.

Seeing this, Li Yiqi felt a trace of sympathy in his heart for this extremely noble prince of Great Xia, bowed his head and arched his hand: "Your Highness, you have not tied your hair yet, if you want to leave the palace, you still need the grace of Your Majesty......"

"Hongu knows ......"

Prince Xia Qing's answer was weak, and the whole person's interest also decreased a lot, his face was gloomy, and the light in his eyes was not as strong as when he first came.

Li Yiqi didn't speak again, just stood quietly on the side like a qualified advisor.

Both of them knew in their hearts that even if the prince tied his bun, it would not be easy to easily leave this jade-tiled and gold-brick Qiongxiao Palace......

"Things in this world are really weird, this thousand-year-old summer palace, the most majestic, mysterious, and noble place of the Great Xia Dynasty, I don't know how many people in the world want to come in. However, how could the ordinary people of the world know that there are people in this palace who are as envious of the outside world as the crown prince......"

Li Yiqi said secretly in his heart.

......

On this day, after bidding farewell to the crown prince, Li Yiqi got into an ordinary carriage, slowly left the imperial city, and headed in the direction of the Li family.

The carriage passed through many checkpoints and gradually drove out of the confines of the imperial city. In the carriage, Li Yiqi leaned sideways, one arm propped up his head, and couldn't help yawning.

"I'm so tired......"

Just when Li Yiqi was drowsy, all of a sudden, the carriage under him jolted, and the tall horse pulling the cart let out two terrible neighing sounds, as if he was frightened by something.

Li Yiqi suddenly became energetic, frowned slightly, lifted the curtains in the car, and asked the driver in a loud voice: "What happened?"

"My lord, there is a barricade ahead, and I can't get through. The driver was a young man, who raised his hand and pointed to the intersection and responded.

"Huh?"

Li Yiqi's face changed slightly, he got out of the carriage and looked over.

This is already out of the scope of the imperial city, even if it is in the capital, Li Yiqi saw that in the distance, in front of the intersection where people came and went, was stopped by a group of officers and soldiers, and immediately blocked the road that accommodated ten carriages in parallel.

"What's going on?" Li Yiqi frowned.

The capital is important, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the most prosperous place in Great Xia, there is no major event that dare not close the road casually.

Seeing that there were still a lot of onlookers around, Li Yiqi's eyes moved slightly, and he said without looking back: "You wait here, I'll take a look." ”

"Adult ......"

The young man who was driving the car was startled, but saw that Li Yiqi's back had gone away.

"With so many people watching, what's going on?"

A hint of curiosity flashed in Li Yiqi's eyes, and when he approached the crowd of onlookers, he found that it was really crowded, lively, and the street was almost blocked.

Struggling to squeeze out of the crowd, Li Yiqi stood on the side of the street, and only then did he see clearly what was happening in front of him.

On the open street, a large group of soldiers in cold iron armor were escorting a group of people through it.

The group were dressed in prison uniforms, each with chains and leg cuffs. All of them have yellow faces and thin muscles, and their expressions are sluggish and sluggish. Among them were old men, strong men, women, and men, and there were so many of them that there was no end in sight to a long procession.

"These people are ......"

Suddenly, Li Yiqi's eyes swept around, his heart moved, his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but whisper in his heart:

"Alien slaves!"

Yes, in front of him was a group of alien slaves who walked through the street like a parade, and this group of alien slaves numbered in hundreds, one by one, bound by iron chains and leg ropes, trembling through the downtown under the wave of the iron whips of the soldiers in cold iron armor around them.

When the onlookers in Shangjing saw these slaves, they couldn't help but point their fingers:

"Look, these people are all alien slaves!"

"Yes, it is said that they are all from the Western Regions, what, what...... Slaves of the Sassanid kingdom. ”

"Western Regions...... So you got it back again?!"

“......”

"Hey, look at that, it's so tall!"

Suddenly, there was a slight exclamation from the crowd.

Li Yiqi's eyes followed the direction of the crowd's exclamations and forgot to pass, only to see that it was a tall alien slave. With a hooked nose, blue eyes, deep-set eye sockets, and his arms hanging down above his knees, especially his height, which is more than two meters, is crowded in the crowd, like standing out from the crowd, very eye-catching.

"The Hu people of the Western Regions...... There are even children!"

Immediately afterwards, Li Yiqi's eyes swept to a little girl beside the strong man slave of the other race, his brows furrowed suddenly, and a trace of coldness and pity flashed in his eyes, but he could only shake his head silently.

Great Xia fought many foreign wars, especially in the Western Regions, and captured a large number of enemies from other countries every year. These captives had no status in the territory of Great Xia, and could only be used as slaves, and the same was true after some official eunuchs who committed major crimes and were exterminated.

This group of people had no status in Great Xia, and were either taken in as slaves by the eunuchs or sent to the cold land to serve as labor.

That's fate!

"Ahh

At this time, when the group of alien slaves passed by Li Yiqi, the tall strong slave of the alien race in Sasanid seemed to notice Li Yiqi's gaze at the little girl, and suddenly roared excitedly, shouting loudly in a language that the Great Xia people could not understand.

"What are you arguing about, be honest!"

The crowd was startled, and a burly soldier in armor beside the strong slave flashed a fierce light in his eyes, and scolded coldly and loudly, and then the barbed steel whip in his hand was whipped down without mercy.

"Ahh

The steel whip fell, and the strong slave screamed violently, and fell to his knees with his shoulders clutched. A deep blood streak appeared on his shoulder near his back.

"Bang! bang!"

The steel whip barbs of the burly soldier carried the flesh and blood of the strong man slave in the air, and each whip fell, the flesh flew sideways, and the pedestrians on the street were terrified.

"Whew-"

Soon, a cry sounded from the ranks of slaves, it was the little girl of the other race that Li Yiqi had seen before.

The little girl's long blond hair was curly like waves, and her face was dirty, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but judging from her petite body, she was only about seven or eight years old.

She squeezed through the crowd with her feet, crying and running, and just when the next whip of the armorer was about to be whipped on the strong slave, she pounced on the opponent regardless of herself, and used her delicate little body to protect the body of the strong slave.

"Heh, looking for death—"

Seeing this, the burly soldier just sneered twice, and his eyes were even more fierce.

In their eyes, these alien slaves were inferior to cattle and horses, and it was impossible to show the slightest pity.

In the eyes of everyone, the burly soldier raised the steel whip high, and was about to whip it on the little girl's head.

But at this moment, a mutation protruded.

At the moment when the burly soldier was about to drop the whip, a white palm stretched out out of nowhere and grabbed his wrist.

"Who?!"

The whip-wielding burly soldier was startled and shouted, and his eyes fell on the young man beside him in an instant.

The young man was wearing a white robe, his face was delicate and handsome, his eyes were very deep, and his temperament was extremely refined, and he looked like a son of an extraordinary family, who was Li Yiqi.

"This military master, they are already like this, why do you have to do it so hard......" Li Yiqi was expressionless and sighed helplessly.

Although he didn't have any special affection for the aliens, and he didn't understand the meaning of the roar of the strong slave of the Sassanid Kingdom, in the eyes of the other party, Li Yiqi felt a kind of anger, resentment, and endless sadness.

And the interracial blonde girl, who looks like she is supposed to be in a father-daughter relationship with the beaten slave.

dared to stand up for his father at a young age, this courage and love for his relatives made him can't help but feel a slight resonance in his heart, and he still chose to take action.

"Who are you, dare to intercede for these aliens!" said the burly soldier's face changed, and he was furious.

"What's going on?"

The commotion here immediately attracted the attention of all the armor soldiers, and soon, a figure came from the front of the horse, and with the sound of powerful horses' hooves, a strong general wearing blood-colored armor, a powerful breath, and a velvety face came to Li Yiqi with a cold face.

The burly soldier who was stopped by Li Yiqi saw the coming, the anger on his face immediately dissipated, and he stood aside with a respectful face, pointed at Li Yiqi, bowed his head and explained: "My lord, he ......"

"Bold, dare to meddle in the affairs of the imperial court!"

After listening to the report of his subordinates, a cold cold light burst out from the tiger eyes of the strong general, and his big hand had already clenched the long knife at his waist, and his face was full of murder.

Seeing this scene, Li Yiqi's face did not change, but he flicked his right hand lightly, revealing a token on his waist without a trace.

I don't know what texture is made on this token, the color is purple and gold, there is a big 'Xia' word on the front, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the momentum is magnificent, and a single word gives people a sense of power.

Li Yiqi's heart was as calm as water, and his heart was not alarmed, he knew that the team of soldiers in front of him were all officers and soldiers of the Nine Cities Soldiers and Horses Division who were responsible for maintaining the security of the capital, and what he showed was a token representing the identity of the East Palace.

Li Yiqi doesn't believe it, these people won't recognize it......

Sure enough, seeing this token, the strong man general with a velvety face was like thunder for a moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked at Li Yiqi's gaze, revealing a trace of horror.

"Your Excellency, forgive your sins!"

The strong man general with a plush face trembled, and hurriedly bowed down, his face was like dirt, this scene, the burly soldier on the side was shocked, and he hurriedly bowed down.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Li Yiqi shook his head indifferently, and said faintly: "These Hu people in the Western Regions are different from those alien races in the Southern Barbarians and Beirong, many of them are not really against our dynasty, but ...... Forget it, even if these people die, they should be given a dignity. ”

With that, Li Yiqi stopped looking at those people and turned to leave.

Yet, at this very moment, the earth shook.

"Boom!"

A roar came from afar, and in a short time, a majestic and imposing iron horse galloped in.

There were only more than fifty people on this iron horse, but each of them was dressed in heavy armor, and even the sturdy horse under his crotch was covered with thick armor, which was almost armed to the teeth.

The faces of these fifty people are resolute and indifferent, their eyes are like electricity, and their breath is like a sharp blade that breaks through the sky, majestic and fierce, and their momentum is even more intimidating, as if they can feel an invisible sense of oppression just by looking at them from a distance.

"Phew—"

As the four hooves of the leading horse stopped, the whole team was like a whole, and even the movements that stopped were neatly aligned, and the movements were extremely capable, which made people can't help but be amazed.

Praetorian Army!

When many people in the capital saw this iron horseman, their faces showed awe, and they hurriedly moved out of the way.