The market of Dunhuang City seems to be rushing to the market every day, the sound of people coming and going is noisy, all kinds of shouting are endless, and the business of selling art on the street has gradually increased, and it is not boring to walk here for a day.

Another group of slaves was chained to the slave market by the vicious slave traders, but soon the slaves were taken away by the military and only one-third of the market price was given to the slave traders.

Everyone said that Wu Xing Zhang Ye couldn't afford to provoke him, he said that if you want to buy it, you have to sell it, otherwise the military stick will serve.

Obviously, Zhang Han is buying and selling.

It stands to reason that this trade will inevitably disrupt the market, and no one will come to Dunhuang to sell slaves in the future, but in fact it has the opposite effect, and many people and slaves who are not easy to sell in other places are sent here to sell, which is equivalent to a low price.

In less than a month, he collected more than 300 male slaves and more than 400 female slaves, and the male slaves were thrown into the temporary Fourth Engineer Brigade, and the female slaves, old slaves, and young slaves were sent to textile factories or other factories.

Zhang Han selected a little human-like from these people and brought them to the compound of the 16th Division. Door-to-door to ask if there is a need for small slaves. As long as the students are treated, they will be given away for free. He also said that this was what Chen Mu meant.

There were several captain-rank officers who had made their homes in the compound, and they took in a few.

It was already dark, and there was still one female slave left to be sent out, so Zhang Han took it back to his home.

Mrs. Zhang Han had just finished the meal, and when she waited for Zhang Han to come home, she buttoned up the meal and cleaned the room. Picking up the softest rag, he went to the reclining cabinet and reached for the jade statue of himself that was leaning against the wall. It can be seen that she also likes this object, and it is placed in the safest and conspicuous place like a baby. Although she knew that the carver deliberately beautified her, she still looked like herself on the whole, and when she thought of this, she liked it even more.

In fact, Mrs. Zhang Han is not particularly beautiful, compared to Xiaomei and Zhong Lixiang, girls are not on the same level, let alone compared with Hanxiang. However, the lady is white and rich, and everyone says that she is a prosperous husband.

At this time, Zhang Han came back with a slave girl.

"What's the matter, didn't you send it out?" The lady glanced at the slave girl and said in a faint tone, "Why don't you bring one back, I didn't prepare much food." ”

"Just give her a bun." Zhang Han sat down and lifted the cover.

The slave girl stood at the door, afraid to enter the house, with shame on her face.

It was cold outside, and Madame beckoned the slave girl in.

The female slave obediently walked in and closed the door.

Now Zhang Han is also a well-known figure in Dunhuang City, and today he followed the general through the streets and alleys to give it away door to door, but he was not sent out, and the female slave felt uncomfortable.

"Although she is a slave, she is also a human." This is what Chen Mu often says.

Zhang Han is not as emotionally exposed as Chen Mu, and his face is usually taut. When he was not a brigade school, he had this face, and he didn't become like this after he was promoted. Now it seems that his status is noble, he is not smiling, and he is even more official.

He broke open a bun, sandwiched a few pieces of meat between the buns, and handed them to the slave girl.

When the slave girl received the meat bun, her hands trembled a little.

The slave girl was thinly dressed, shabby, shivering from the cold, shrunk her shoulders, holding the bun, and while eating, tears flowed down her cheeks, and some tears flowed into her mouth, and by the way, she swallowed them.

She is reluctant to eat a large bite, so she chews one bite at a time, which can increase the time that the meat stays in her mouth.

Zhang Han turned his back to her and didn't see this.

When Mrs. Zhang Han saw the appearance of the slave girl, she couldn't help but sigh, went to the back room to fetch her a bowl of water, and brought her a stool.

People are poor, short horses, thin and long-haired, perhaps because they saw that their mother's heart was good, and the slave girl suddenly knelt down for her and asked to be taken in. She said that she could do anything, just give a bun every day.

Madame asked: What is your name?

The slave girl said: Zhang Magpie.

It's amazing, no one thought that the imperial court would really give Chen Mu the title of king.

Is it because this guy is shamelessly on the table?

If you do it as someone else, you probably would have lost your head a long time ago.

It seems that the rumors in the market should be true, Chen Mu is Zhao Mu.

Emperor Tianci named Chen Mu as the king of the border herd, non-hereditary, non-hereditary, only this generation. This belongs to the lowest-level king in the Liang Dynasty system, and the knighthood is also pitiful, and he can't catch up with a pavilion marquis. The symbolism is greater than the actual meaning.

But everyone still beat gongs and drums to celebrate Chen Mu and publicize it widely. Some people who admired Chen Mu a lot were so excited when they heard about this. They walked the streets and alleys, running to tell each other. It didn't take long for the whole city to find out about it. They all proudly said that they were the people of the border shepherd.

For the title of "King Border Shepherd", everyone didn't think there was anything wrong, but Chen Mu was so angry that he scolded him.

He stared left and right, and found that everyone didn't know what a "border herd" was, so he couldn't bear it. He only said to everyone that when he saw this king in the future, he would call him the king of Mu, and he was not allowed to add the word "side", otherwise he would hit the board and hit it hard.

Why is this happening, everyone went to ask Hanxiang, but Hanxiang didn't understand it, anyway, Uncle Wang usually has this weird temper. When he didn't want to say it, no one could ask.

Chen Mu said that he wanted to set up a memorial arch for Han Jianniang, and at first everyone thought that this little prince was on a whim and was joking.

But who knew that he really ordered the sapper factory to start.

At the door of Han Jiao's mother's mansion, an archway was erected, and on the tall lintel, a large plaque with black characters on a red background was hung, with two big characters of "incorruptible" written on it, and two lines of small characters like couplets next to it, which were said to be written by Hanxiang, but unfortunately the words were too small, and many people said that they could not see what was written.

Chen Mu discovered this problem and understood in his heart that this was a small trick deliberately played by Hanxiang. Pretty girls also have times when they are angry, and she often doesn't just let out her temper, so she does things in such places. It can be seen that Hanxiang is quite dissatisfied with Chen Mu's doing.

Chen Mu smiled and said, "It seems that she doesn't know how powerful the title of moral model is. I think it goes straight to the heart. Although the heart of a person like Han Jianniang is thicker than his face. ”

Chen Mu personally unveiled the color for the archway, and then beat the gong and drum, Han Jianniang, who had just removed the gauze on her head, was dressed in a costume and stood there beautifully, listening to the congratulatory message. Her husband, Zhu Meng, the supervisor of the Second Brigade, was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head.

Zhu Meng knows too well who his daughter-in-law is. If Chen Mu hadn't invited Zhu Meng to participate, Zhu Meng might have gone into hiding.

After a lively time, Chen Mu walked back, passed by Zhang Han's house and sat in the house, and saw a female slave, who should have just taken a bath and changed into a set of clothes, which is the clothes that Mrs. Zhang Han usually wears for work, and she looks particularly fat when she wears it.

Looking at the hands of the slave girl, she was as skinny as wood.

Chen Mu raised his eyes and looked at the face of the slave girl, looked at it for a long time, and said, "Zhang Han, you have picked up the treasure." It's a skinny horse. ”

Zhang Han was silent.

Chen Mu joked: "Although she looks ugly now, when she is slightly fat, she is a beauty." Zhang Han, do you dare to bet with me? ”

Zhang Han still has the same unsmiling face: "If the general can see it, take it away." ”

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