The city of Dima is huge, so big that it is beyond Tang An's imagination.

But this "big" only refers to the area, because in the eyes of any Tang people, this place cannot be called a "city".

The stone walls were only about a man high, and they only gave an idea of the extent of the city, but they did not have the actual meaning of stopping the invasion. The rows of houses in the city are called "felt buns", which resemble modern yurts, and look simple and dilapidated from the outside, but warm and cozy inside.

There is a wide road in the middle of the felt bag, and the loess has long been trampled flat and solidified by the sycophants who come and go, and the colorful blankets of different beards are stretched out on the side of the road, and a variety of goods are placed. The tongue roll full of Western style is sold, which makes Tang An feel very novel.

According to Ali's introduction, the stalls set up on the outskirts of Dima City are all small traders and hawkers who have the lowest status in the city. Most of the things they resold were used daily necessities, or utensils for use, or leather clothes sewn from cow wool, and there was nothing they could get their hands on.

As if to reflect Ali's explanation, every time the carriage passed through a stall, it would always be exchanged for an envious gaze. The hawker, shivering in the cold wind, was humble and longing, and his eyes showed a yearning for a warm carriage.

"These guys dream of seeing what's going on in the wagon. But in fact, being able to eat a full meal is what they should think about. Ali looked at them with pity and defined them in a condescending tone, forgetting that he too had come from among them.

"You shouldn't laugh at them, these people are the cornerstone of the country." Tang An looked at the unclothed vendor, and suddenly remembered the distant Tang Dynasty. Although the environment is different, the situation of people is very similar.

Ali said with trepidation: "Remember your teachings. ”

The layout of Dima City is simple and straightforward, and can be divided into three rings. Walking through the outermost part, there are obviously more people in the middle ring, and the dress temperament of passers-by is obviously much more noble than that of others. Horse-drawn carriages, which are rarely seen on the periphery, can be found almost everywhere here.

Seeing Tang An's puzzled expression, Ali said with a smile: "The most expensive adult, this is the most popular place in Dima City. ”

Tang Anqi said: "What kind of business is it doing here?" ”

Ali pointed out the car window to the crowd kneeling on the ground with a wooden sign around their necks and said, "This is the most famous slave market in Dima. Those who have been destroyed, or children who have no support, and women who have been captured from the Tang Dynasty, can all be bought here. ”

Hearing the words "Datang", Tang An's brows furrowed. He took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw several black-haired and black-eyed Datang women in the crowd.

Slave stalls can be seen everywhere, and the scale of the stalls varies: from a dozen to hundreds of slaves, like lambs to the slaughter. Their thinly clothed slaves knelt on the ground, allowing passers-by to visit like commodities. From time to time, the slave owner held up the woman's face or patted the man's strong chest, telling the buyer that his slave was the best choice whether he was a slave girl or a coolie.

A fat-headed and big-eared rich man bent down with a smile and stared intently at the face of a Tang woman. Indeed, compared with women in the Western Regions, Datang women have delicate skin and delicate eyebrows, I don't know how many times better.

The slave owner apparently saw the buyer's desire, as if to prove the value of the "goods", and without saying a word, he pulled the woman's hair and lifted her frightened and somewhat desperate face. Seeing the buyer's faceless expression, the slave owner worked even harder, simply reached in from the woman's collarbone with both hands, grabbed the collar and pulled it hard, and tore the only fig leaf from it with a "snort", revealing a pair of snow-white breasts.

The buyer laughed and unceremoniously kneaded it. After enough hand addiction, the fat buyer took out the silver and bought the slave without saying a word. In the midst of the whistles around him, he led his "spoils" to other stalls like a soldier who had won a battle.

The woman kept crying and twisting, as if she were fighting against a tragic fate, but those who had seen it had only a gloating expression, because they knew that it was all in vain.

"The women of Datang are especially sought-after here. If you are lonely at night, it is better to..."Ali had a lewd smile that all men understand, and he didn't notice Tang Antieqing's face. As soon as the words came out, I already began to regret it.

Once the sea was difficult to water, thinking of the superb woman who left early two days ago, Ali was both afraid and envious in his heart. If you can marry that kind of mother-in-law, how can you look down on these vulgar fans in front of you?

"The woman." Tang An pointed to the woman who was still struggling in the distance, and had been slapped by a fat pig, "How will she be treated in the future?" ”

Ali said: "Naturally, he is treated as a sex slave, if he is lucky enough to give birth to a son, he may be regarded as his own woman, if he is unlucky, then the fat man may give it to his subordinates when he has played enough, or he may sell it as a slave to others, who knows." ”

Tang An sighed, he couldn't save more people, but a tragedy happened under his nose, but he couldn't tolerate it.

"This woman will bring you good luck, buy her, and marry her."

"Marry... Marry her? Ali stammered, a little unbelieving his ears.

Tang An glanced at him coldly: "Are you questioning my words?" It seems that the lesson of eighteen lives is still too light. ”

As soon as he heard this, Ali broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, and immediately fell to the ground and said, "Your words, my lord, are like the guidance of the Immortal Heaven, Ali will never dare to have the slightest doubt. If you ask me to marry her, then she will be my woman. ”

Tang An smiled with satisfaction and said, "That fat pig robbed your wife, what are you going to do?" ”

Smart people don't just promise their loyalty with words, but they act immediately. Ali didn't say a word, opened the curtain, pointed at the fat man who threw and kneaded the woman's breasts, and shouted: "Fat pig, take away the dirty hands you put on my woman's chest!" ”

The fat man turned his head in confusion, looked left and right, pointed to his nose and said, "Are you calling me?" ”

"It's you filthy bastard! Flatten him for me! ”

The people in the caravan didn't know why Ali was doing such a big job, but out of loyalty to the young master, they still picked up the stick and turned their puzzled eyes on Ali.

Wuchai, the little man who was most familiar with Ali, said loudly: "Didn't you hear the young master's orders? Hit this fat pig! ”

The fat man looked nervous, he only brought three or four followers, and he was not Ali's opponent at all, and before he could explain anything, the stick had already fallen on his body, and he cried for a while and cried for his mother, so he was not miserable.

The people around who were watching the excitement gathered around and pointed at Ali, who was in high spirits on the carriage.

"It's the smart Ali, the wisest young man in Eastern Xinjiang!"

"yes, look at his beard, it's so sexy!"

"Don't argue, he came to Dima City half a year ago, and he slept in my felt bag."

Ali had been doing business in Dima City for many years, and the fame he had gained was enough to make him a righteous party. Some of the women who had not yet come out of the cabinet had even begun to cheer him on, but no one felt that there was anything wrong with gathering crowds to fight in broad daylight.

This is the difference in culture, where the powerful man is God.

The fat man was beaten and lay on the ground and snorted, seeing that he only had half a life left. Ali jumped out of the carriage with a cold face, took the stunned woman into his arms, and said in Chinese: "From today on, you are my woman!" ”

The woman was crying pear blossoms with rain, but she was also deeply shocked by the scene in front of her. Compared with the miserable fat pig, the young and handsome Ali is undoubtedly a better choice. The woman who weighed the pros and cons naturally lowered her head: "Yes, my master." ”

Tang An, who was sitting in the carriage, let out a long sigh of relief and muttered, "It seems that there is only so much I can do..."

A picture of a hero saving beauty made Tang An feel deeply. With Ali's character and his own threat, I think this woman's situation will not be worse than it is now. But looking at it, Tang An's pupils suddenly contracted!

In the slave booth behind Ali and the others, a small black and thin man knelt on the ground, his ugly face full of unyielding and cruelty, as if he felt deeply ashamed of being treated as a slave.

What surprised Tang An was not his expression, but his identity. He never imagined that on the first day he came to this strange city, he would actually meet acquaintances.

The man was clearly a... Marchand rate!

Tang An got up "Huo", walked outside the car and patted Ali on the shoulder.

Ali, who was holding the beauty and slick sales, just felt aggrieved because of Tang An's chaotic mandarin duck spectrum, but when he saw the woman's beautiful face and the two huge plumps on his chest, the unevenness in his heart had already run out of the clouds.

The Hu people do not have the same heavy concept of chastity as the Han people, as long as they meet a girl they like, it doesn't matter if a hundred men have cuckolded them before. But no matter how generous a man is, he doesn't want his woman to be looked down upon in broad daylight.

Ali hurriedly pulled the woman's chest and covered her plump breasts, in exchange for the woman's shyness. The expression of wanting to refuse and welcome made Ali's heart itch, and he was thinking about when to do something with her, but he felt that someone behind him was patting him.

Tang An quietly pointed to a group of tall and hard-working Ma Shangshuai, who was extremely short in the middle: "That man, I want it." ”

Ali, who was happy with the beauty, was in a good mood, and said to the dark-skinned little man with a pride and dryness: "How much is that?" I bought it! ”

Everyone looked at Ma Shangshuai's petite figure, thinking of the quirks of the nobles in the Western Regions who liked men, many people were cold, and some women who regarded Ali as their dream lover even hid their faces and cried: How could such a wise man have such a hobby?

Ma Shangshu, who was kneeling on the ground, licked his chapped lips, and suddenly realized that the atmosphere around him was not quite right, and when he looked up, everyone cast strange eyes at him.

Then, his eyes looked through the crowd and saw Tang An in a luxurious carriage.

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled brightly.