11. The god of wealth
Ah Zhan sat on the deck wet, she looked at the delicate and elegant man in front of her, and did not speak.
"What is the name of the girl?" Tang Songluo used a pair of shrewd eyes to look at Ah Zhan's body thoroughly, and finally stopped at Ah Zhan's hand one more time.
Ah Zhan still didn't speak, she just looked at the strange man in front of her vigilantly.
Tang Songluo didn't think so, he still had a gentle smile, but he never looked at this embarrassed girl again.
"I don't know how Swallow Heaven brought you here, though. Tang Songluo said. "But since the swallowing sky didn't swallow you into a puree of meat, it can be seen that you still have some value. Then again, the trade festival in Tasroli is just around the corner, and it's a good time for the slave trade. ”
Tang Songluo said to himself, completely ignoring Ah Zhan's face from white to red, and then from red to pale.
Slave.
Ah Yan gritted her teeth.
In Mozark, the hierarchical division of identity is extremely meticulous. At the top of the pyramid is the organization of the political power called the White Tower, below which are the officers and the lords, and then the nobles, the rich, the commoners, the vagrants, and the slaves.
As the lowest level of society, one of the most important characteristics of slaves is that they do not have surnames and first names. So in other words, on the continent of Mozark, anyone without a name could be sold as a slave.
The name mentioned here is not a simple word or two, but a kind of secret related to bloodline.
"My name is Ah Zhan. Ah Yan gritted her teeth, her voice was thin and subtle, almost like floating into the sea.
Tang Songluo turned around, he nodded with a satisfied smile, and then another person came out of nowhere, holding a new set of gray clothes in his hand, and walked towards Ah Zhan.
"You're bullying the little girl again. "The man was tall and looked athletic. The voice is a little dry, but the tone is very warm. "Oh, go wash it. The man handed the clothes to Aryan and added. "Turn right from the gate and go all the way to the end, there are no women on this boat, you can see for yourself. ”
Ah Zhan passively took over the set of clothes, the clothes were completely gray, but the texture was soft and light, which was a material that Ah Zhan had never seen before.
"I didn't bully her. Tang Songluo raised his eyebrows after seeing the person coming, he shook the fan in his hand, and had a light expression. "I just taught her how to face herself. Only slaves did not have the courage to say their names. ”
"I'm not a slave!" Aryan raised her tone to emphasize.
"It's not much better. Tang Song Luo Man didn't care. "You don't have a last name, do you?"
Ah Zhan's face turned pale instantly.
It is true that she does not have a surname, at least for as long as she can remember, her mother has never told her anything about it.
"Your name is Ayan, and it means a lot. Mother used to say this to Ayan.
So the young Ah Zhan knew that he had a very beautiful name, but he never knew his surname.
"Why don't you have a last name? This can't be. No surname would be relegated to slavery. The young Du Yuebai once said to Ah Zhan. "But it doesn't matter, who made us good friends. My last name can also be used for you. ”
"Du-a-a-h. Very good, right? Du Yue taught Ah Zhan how to write his name hand-in-hand, but they found that no matter what, this Du character could not be crowned before Ah Zhan's name.
Why is that?
Ah Zhan looked at the man who was approaching in front of him, his gray robe and the folding fan in his hand set off him very elegant, but there was an element in his eyes that made Ah Zhan's blood boil.
"I can, give you a surname. Tang Songluo said.