Buying a slave didn't take a big deal.

When Gu Zhun walked to the largest official slave training organization in the Great Xia City.

Immediately, a shopping guide greeted him, and this shopping guide was a man with clear rules.

After inquiring about the area of Gu Zhun's mansion and the approximate needs, the shopping guide immediately recommended three series of packages to Gu Zhun.

"Master Hou, when a mansion like yours is newly built, there is an extraordinary shortage of manpower in all aspects of the mansion, and it is definitely more expensive to buy it alone than to buy a package!"

"Like your mansion, there are one hundred and one acres! Such a large mansion, with the best package we have here, is definitely cost-effective! In the past, when Hubu Shangshu ordered slaves from our side, his house was so small that it couldn't accommodate so many people, so he chose this package!"

"If you want, you can choose this package, I can also make my own decisions, and then wipe you a fraction of the ......"

For a while, Gu Zhun felt as if he had entered a furniture store in his previous life, and was bombarded by a shopping guide.

It's just that this shopping guide is too fierce.

Big brother, aren't you selling slaves?

Is it really good for you to do this?

"Okay, then let's get a package!" Gu Zhun felt that he had never been so confused when fighting with people.

Sure enough, the shopping guide is fierce, much more powerful than the enemy!

"Then dare to ask the Marquis of Anbei, do you have any special requirements for these slaves? The shopping guide asked enthusiastically.

Gu Zhun was surprised: "Can you still make a request?" "Then can I customize a bunny girl suit for all the maids?"

"Yes, for example, age, whether you want to be from the south or the north......" The shopping guide brother gave an example.

Gu Zhun heard these examples, oh, it turned out that I wanted to deviate.

Afterwards, Gu Zhun thought of the ugly maids in the Beihou Mansion in his own town when he was in Yongzhou, so he said: "The maids in the house, try to choose the ones that look better!"

"Uh, I'm sorry, Master Hou...... This one has to be added to the money!"

Add money?

No wonder the maids in the house are so ugly!

It turned out that Lao Gu was too poor!

Let's go!

Add it, add it, otherwise I will be surrounded by a group of ugly girls every day, and I will feel uncomfortable.

In the end, the package fee cost a total of 886 taels of silver, and the appearance surcharge cost an additional 300 taels of silver.

A total of three hundred and one slaves were purchased, including cooks, maids, handymen, gardeners, etc., and the types of work were relatively complete.

According to the shopping guide, after placing the order, these slaves will all be sent to the Anbei Hou Mansion at noon tomorrow at the latest.

After Gu Zhun stamped a seal, he walked out of the very luxurious slave trading point that was built.

Ma Shiyuan had just buried those slaves and rushed over.

When they returned, the slave traders on both sides of the city returned, and they made up for the dead and defective slaves with new ones.

As if the battle between Fang Zhun and the assassins had never happened, it did not affect their lives in the slightest.

Left the human city.

Because Mu Feng and Wei Yiguang had just forcibly received several attacks from the five-foot Shura during the battle, and now their breath was vain and their faces were a little pale, Gu Zhun let Mu Feng and Wei Yiguang ride in the car, while he and Ma Shiyuan rode back.

Mu Feng and Wei Yiguang immediately resigned one after another.

Gu Zhun couldn't help waving his hand and said, "Everyone is their own people, what's so polite!"

"Yes, let's rest! My brother has always been very good to his own people!" Ma Shiyuan also helped on the side.

Hearing Gu Zhun say that he was his own person, Mu Feng and Wei Yiguang were suddenly moved.

The two of them couldn't help but think: How could someone like An Beihou who is so talented, strong in cultivation, handsome and handsome, and amiable to others, still have someone who is his enemy? Those people are all stupid, right?

At this time, Gu Zhun, who was riding on the horse, looked at Zhang San and Li Si again, and said with a smile: "Soon there will be people in our house, and in the future, you two will be the housekeepers in the house!"

Zhang San and Li Si, who were catching the car, were slightly stunned, and then the two strong men looked at each other, and they both looked at each other in disbelief: Could it be that our dream of being a housekeeper since childhood is suddenly about to come true?

"Master Xie!"

Zhang San and Li Si were so excited that they choked.

Gu Zhun smiled, but he began to think in his heart: If he really transformed into Pan Yinqing and killed the British King Wei Zhao, would it be too cruel to Lao Pan?

But if you don't let Lao Pan become the backstabber, who should it become?

......

......

By the afternoon, the snow had finally stopped.

The sun peeked out in the sky and shone on the earth.

An extremely large convoy came from Shannan Road and entered Bianzhou, and soon arrived not far from Shengjing.

And at this moment, the location of the ten-mile long pavilion outside Shengjing City is already crowded.

These people are all Confucian shirts and scarves, dressed as scholars.

At this moment, these people came here to greet the old lady of the Cui family as protégés of the Cui family.

"It's coming, it's coming!" shouted a reader standing on a high place.

Suddenly, this group of scholars crowded together, and then they began to decide the order of the station according to the official rank, the level of fame, and the order of the literary list.

Just as a Hanlin scholar was excitedly standing at the front of the crowd, everyone noticed a carriage swaying from the direction of Shengjing City.

Some scholars were afraid that the car would crash into the old lady of the Cui family, so they immediately wanted to scold.

But at this moment, the carriage stopped, and an elderly man, who was also a Confucian student, came out of the carriage.

As soon as they saw this person, the few scholars who were about to scold immediately covered their mouths, glad that their swear words had not yet been spoken.

Seeing this old man coming over, the excited Hanlin Bachelor immediately stepped aside with a lost face: Who would have thought that Master Feng Hao, the secretary of the dignified Ministry of Etiquette, would actually come over to greet the old lady of the Cui family?

"The student (Xia Guan) has seen Master Feng!" The group of scholars immediately saluted.

Feng Hao let out a listless "um", and then stood at the forefront of everyone.

"Boom, boom!"

With the sound of horses' hooves and wheels, the Cui family's convoy arrived.

Feng Hao took the lead and saluted the convoy.

The carriage of the Cui family came here, originally intending to rush directly to Shengjing without stopping.

But at this moment, a majestic voice came from the most spacious carriage: "Stop." ”

The movements of the entire convoy and the surrounding knights were neat and unified, slowing down the inertia and stopping neatly.

"Feng Hao come up, the others, the heart has arrived, the old man has received it, you should go home early!" The majestic voice in the car sounded again.

Feng Hao respectfully got into the car, and the others were excited to hear the voice of the old lady of the Cui family.

The convoy started again and headed for Shengjing.

Feng Hao sat in the car and saluted Cui Tai's disciples.

Cui Tai said, "Qing'er died in your house?"

"Yes. Feng Hao replied respectfully, without any extra words.

Cui Tai said lightly: "Have you persuaded that Gu Zhun?"

"There wasn't time. Feng Hao said.

Cui Tai glanced at Feng Hao, and Feng Hao bowed his head respectfully.

"You don't have to be too restrained, although Qing'er died in your mansion, it actually has little to do with you. Cui Tai said lightly.

Feng Hao shook his head and said reproachfully: "If I don't hold a banquet in the mansion, or if I don't want to invite Cui Qinggongzi to cheer for us, maybe it's ......."

Cui Qing, one is to die of his own stupidity, the second is to die of his own incompetence, and the third is to die of Gu Zhun's inhumanity. Cui Tai said, and couldn't help but look out the car window, "After so many years, Shengjing City still hasn't changed!"

It turned out that the convoy had entered Shengjing City.

Feng Hao sat silently aside.

Cui Tai was silent for a moment and said, "Wei Yang, do you still turn a deaf ear to your decision to punish Gu Zhun?"

"Yes!" Feng Hao agreed.

Cui Tai glanced at Feng Hao and asked, "Do you think I should go to see Wei Yang first, or go to meet Anbei Hou first?"

Feng Hao paused, thought carefully for a while, and said, "It's better to see Anbei Hou first, right?"

"Why?" asked Choi Tae.

Feng Hao said: "Because of the Marquis of Anbei, for now, His Majesty will not punish him." ”

"Oh?" said Choi Tae.

Before Cui Tai could speak again, a knight said respectfully, "Old lady, there is your letter." ”

Choi Tae reached out and took the letter from the car window.

Then, looking at the content of the letter, Cui Tai's face gradually showed a look of surprise.

Feng Hao looked at Cui Tai's expression, a little surprised, but he didn't know what was going on.

Cui Tai took a deep breath, handed the letter to Feng Hao, and said, "You can take a look too!"

Feng Hao opened the letter and read it, while Cui Tai closed his eyes and gasped for breath with his chest heaving, proving that this old man was not calm.

"What? Gu Zhun was assassinated by the Silver Ring Valley's Wanli Yixiao Red and Five-Foot Shura, but it turned out that Gu Zhun killed Wanli Yixiao Red and Five-Foot Shura instead?" Feng Hao looked horrified.

Cui Tai showed a look of smiling on his face, and said: "It seems that whether you dare to go directly to see Anbeihou has become a test for the old man!"

Feng Hao, who was sitting next to him, thought that he had scolded Gu Zhun yesterday, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

At this time, Cui Tai suddenly said: "Go to the Anbei Hou Mansion!"

"Mr. Cui!?" Feng Hao looked up suddenly, looking frightened.

Cui Tai smiled faintly and said, "Many things always need to be explained clearly, since this Gu Zhun has reached such a point, the old man can only talk to him in person...... Fifteen years old is so terrifying, if he is not restrained, this son will not be a disaster to the world in the future?"

Feng Hao was a little dumbfounded, he naturally knew that Cui Tai had always been a good teacher, but ......

Old man Cui, can you let me Feng get out of the car first? I don't want to go over and look for death at all!

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