After nightfall, the mule and horse market on the bank of the Xiaotong River in the west of Linzhou City is lively again.

A few months ago, it was still a barren grass and tidal flat, and a few months ago, the Luoma City in Xiaochang'an was forcibly banned by Yang Hao, and it immediately became prosperous. The government of Linzhou also turned a blind eye to this kind of buying and selling human flesh. As long as the government can receive taxes and officials can get red envelopes, who cares if people or livestock are sold in the market.

A fat man who looks like a businessman puts his hands behind his back and paces leisurely, with the momentum of looking at the world. Behind him was a shivering, thin black guy. Hundreds of women of the Dala or and Xinlin tribes shivered in the cold wind, dressed in shirts that showed their hands and feet. Originally, Uighur women wore robes and silk scarves covering their faces. But in order to attract buyers, traffickers force them to take off their headscarves and remove their robes so that buyers can see their faces, skin tones and figures. Buyers look at their teeth, distinguish their skin color, and ask the women to walk and jump in order to decide whether they can buy or not, just like picking animals.

In order to sell the goods as soon as possible and earn commissions, the leaders in red clothes puffed up their tongues, eager to say that the eighty-year-old saltless woman was an eighteen-year-old Xi Shi and Diao Chan.

"What kind of goods does the gentleman want?"

The leader Xiao Hei is one of the best gold medal leaders here, and to do this line of work is not only to have an active brain and a slippery mouth, but more importantly, to find good customers. Doesn't the book say that high-quality customers can bring good profits? Seeing that although the fat businessman was dressed ordinarily, his bearing was extraordinary, Xiao Hei felt that his opportunity had come.

"Ah, just take a look." The fat merchant said perfunctorily, and his eyes slid over Xiao Hei's body.

"What a big breath." Xiao Hei was secretly happy in his heart, and hurriedly chased after him, "These goods are not in the eyes of Mr.?" ”

When the fat merchant heard this, he stopped, and the little guy behind him almost hit him because he lowered his head so tightly that he almost hit him. Xiao Hei saw him stand still, and sneered in his heart: No matter if you are the king of heaven, you will not be able to escape from the palm of my hand tonight.

"Does my brother have a good way?" The fat merchant asked quietly, but his eyes flashed with a hint of anticipation.

"Please speak here, sir." Xiao Hei concluded that this was definitely the high-quality customer he was looking for.

The prosperity of Luoma City has led to the development of the service industry in the surrounding area, and wine shops, tea houses, inns, and bathhouses have formed a street. Xiao Hei led the fat merchant to a tea house, and the shopkeeper saw that he was an acquaintance, and led the three of them to a private seat without greeting.

"Mr. Ting's accent is from Toyozhou?" When Xiao Hei asked, there was a hint of alertness in his eyes.

"I am originally from Luoyang, and I have been doing business in Fengzhou for many years, and I have changed my words." The fat businessman's words were said in a Luoyang accent, the accent was very authentic, and Xiao Hei no longer had a suspicious look.

"My brother brought me here, but I have good goods?" The fat merchant cuts straight to the point. This fits well with being a successful businessman.

"Ah, seeing that Mr. didn't find a suitable one after a night, I know that Mr. has extraordinary taste." Xiao Hei gave out a high hat before turning to the topic, but then the conversation changed, "Mr. businessman should know that there is no good goods on the road, and good goods are not on the road." The women outside were all sold to the old army of Fengzhou as wives and children, and they were rough and unbearable, and good women didn't have to show their heads. ”

The rich man smiled heartily, as if he had found a soulmate. So he expressed his heart directly: "I want a family background that is innocent, gentle and careful, knows a few words, can know cold and hot, and it would be better if I could dance, play the piano or something." ”

"Sir is really in good taste." Xiao Hei cocked his thumb and praised, "It's not a secret, the kind of goods that Mr. asked for a few months ago are everywhere in Xiao Chang'an, but since the defeat of Lida You, the supply of goods in the mainland has been cut off." Now the goods in the Linzhou market are all Hu Nu plundered by the border army, the people are cheap, but they are rough, and the old army barbarians are bitter for people with good taste like Mr. When he said this, the fat businessman's face was a little disappointed.

Xiao Hei suddenly changed the conversation: "I am the only one in the entire Linzhou." ”

The rich businessman's spirit was shocked: "As long as the elder brother can do this, money is not a problem." ”

"Money is not a problem for you or me. It's just that this person's life experience is a little special, I don't know if Mr. dares to accept it. Xiao Hei suddenly sold Guanzi.

"As long as you meet the eyes, she is the princess and princess, and I dare to ask for the yaksha who kills people and sells goods." The rich merchant glanced at the little guy behind him. The little servant took out ten taels of gold and put them on the table. The rule of the human flesh market is to see the money first and then look at the people, and the price is set by the guild, which also charges a certain handover fee to the buyer according to the transaction price. Judgment in the middle is fundamental to the survival of the guilds, so there is no need to worry about them manipulating when bargaining.

Xiao Hei looked at the ten taels of gold but smiled coldly, although the pricing power was not in his hands, but he still knew what the value of his goods was.

When the fat merchant saw this, he was surprised and delighted, he took out a brocade bag from his waist, took out a gold ingot and put it on the table, and when he saw that Xiao Hei still did not move, he quietly put his hand into the money bag again. Xiao Hei pressed his hand and said, "I have seen the sincerity of Mr. ”

After speaking, he stood up and opened the wooden door to the south of the seat, and behind the wooden door was a brocade curtain. Xiao Hei clapped his hands, and the two maids opened the curtain of brocade, and behind a beaded curtain sat a young woman wearing a Uighur saro skirt. Although his face was covered with a red veil, he still couldn't stop the peerless amazement.

"Her name is Muerna, and her Chinese name is Lin Meichen. She is the biological daughter of the chief of the Sinlin tribe in the central Uighur forest. The Xinlin clan rebelled against the imperial court in Yinshan Boulder Fort not long ago, and was suppressed by the Xining army, and all the clansmen were punished as slaves. There were high-ranking officials in the Xining army who wanted to take her as a concubine, but she never forgot the hatred of exterminating the clan and swore to die. That's when it came into my hands. Although this woman is a Hu person, she is familiar with Han poetry and literature, and she knows everything about everyone's shows; Everyone can't show it, she knows it. After she is a traitor, I wonder if Mr. will dislike her? ”

The rich merchant sighed: "The pearls fall into the dust, and the brilliance is still self-pitying." I want this guy. Xiao Wu, go with the black boss to deliver. ”

The wealthy merchant finally bought Murna for twenty-three taels of gold. At noon on the 2nd, Zhang Bozhong returned to Feng'an and directly brought Murna into the interrogation room of the Detective Bureau for questioning.

To the east of the interrogation room is a thin wooden wall. Behind the wooden wall, the high-ranking members of the Xining Army were all present.

Zhang Bozhong: "I am Zhang Bozhong, the director of the Investigation Bureau of the Military Justice Department of the Xining Army, and now I want to ask you a few questions, and you must answer them truthfully." ”

Murna snorted coldly.

Zhang Bozhong: "What's your name?" Where is the ancestral home? What are your relatives? ”

Muerna: "Muerna, her home is in the south of Yinshan Mountain, her father Lin Luohu and her eldest brother Lin Hanlie. ”

Zhang Bozhong: "Your home is in the south of Yinshan, why do you appear in Linzhou?" ”

Murna: "Knowingly. ”

Zhang Bozhong: "Please answer." ”

Murna: "My home was destroyed by thieves, who sold me into slavery. ”

Zhang Bozhong: "Who are you talking about as a thief?" Do you know where they come from? ”

Muerna: "They are called Han people, also called Tang people, and also called Xining Army. It's a pack of wolves in human skin. ”

Zhang Bozhong: "You said that they are the Xining Army, is there any evidence?" ”

Muerna: "Their leader is called Zhang Ren, and he lives in Yongfeng County, Fengzhou, why don't you ask him?" ”

Zhang Bozhong: "Please tell me more carefully how this person named Zhang Ren sold you into slavery?" ”

Murna suddenly became excited, and shouted at Zhang Bozhong: "Why don't you ask him?!" Han Chinese are liars, scoundrels, and scoundrels! You disguise yourself as a dala or a person who burns, kills, and plunders, and deceives people, but you can't deceive the heavens! You will be rewarded after all! ”

Zhang Bozhong was not in a hurry, he sat quietly and waited, and when Murna's mood calmed down, he continued to ask questions.

"The dalas or people are now your enemies, and they will also plunder your people, so how can you assume that someone is impersonating them? As far as I know, your two tribes have fought four times in the past few years, and each of you has suffered casualties. Not long ago, because your father and brother helped the court quell the turmoil, the two of you are even more incompatible......"

"You don't have to quibble! At the very least, they would not sell Uighur women to Han Chinese slavery. Murna sneered, gritted her teeth and said, "Zhao Baye of Fengzhou and Tan Wangjiu of Linzhou can all prove that it was Zhang Ren who killed my clansmen. Do you dare to confront them? ”

Zhang Bozhong was silent when he heard this, the two people Murna said were human traffickers, and Murna was able to remember their names in the process of being trafficked by them, and she was indeed a caring person. A clerk pushed the door in and whispered something in his ear. Zhang Bozhong nodded, and said to Muerna: "Right and wrong, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, we have worked so hard to find you, just to find out the truth of the matter, you go back and think about it, and write down everything you know." ”

When Zhang Bozhong walked to the door, Murna suddenly asked coldly: "Is there Zhang Ren among those people sitting next door?" ”

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Zhang Ren didn't show up in Feng'an, and he was very busy these days.

The rebellion of Brother Hao and the Xinlin clan lasted only one night before being suppressed. Lin Luohu, Lin Hanlie, and Brother Hao were designated as the first evils behind the scenes. Lin Hanlie suddenly disappeared without a trace after the failure of the attack on Xiaofeng Camp, Brother Hao hid in the stone house and refused to come out, Zhang Ren couldn't pry the door open, so he put a fire outside, and Brother Hao was choked to death by the smoke. Lin Luohu led the army to attack the Xiaocai camp, but broke into the fire dragon array set up by Zhang Yannian, lost his troops, and was injured by a stray arrow. On the way back, he was intercepted by the Flying Tiger Battalion, and when he heard the news of the annihilation of Lin Hanlie's entire army, the disheartened Lin Luohan drew his sword and killed himself.

Because Zhang Hui killed the Golden Leaf Festival, rumors spread in the Flying Tiger Camp and people were uneasy. Zhang Yannian had to put all his energy into dealing with the aftermath. The matter of disposing of the captives was handed over to Zhang Ren and Chen Mingyi. Zhang Ren hated Brother Hao's betrayal, and almost all of his clansmen were killed, except for some able-bodied men and young women who were sold into slavery. Brother Hao and other 348 heads were sacrificed to the graves of the Tang soldiers who died in the rebellion.

The prisoners of war of the Xinlin tribe were all punished as slaves, except for a part of the camps, and the rest flowed into the human meat market in Linzhou through various channels. Most of the buyers were mine owners in Hedong, Shuofang and other places. Most of the proceeds are missing, and a few are confiscated for the widows of fallen soldiers.

Just when Zhang Renchun was proud, a director surnamed Zhang from the Feng'an Military Justice Department arrived at his military tent. After a few pleasantries, Mr. Zhang showed him an arrest warrant signed by Zhuang Yunqing, and the guards who came with him handcuffed the stunned Zhang Ren and stuffed him into a prisoner car and escorted him to Feng'an.