Regardless of where she came from, in fact, she and Xue Ling are inseparable, and they are all burned to the ground. Even the scene is similar, one holds a white jade ghost ball to the pawnshop to exchange expenses, and the other holds two silver tickets for broken silver. It's just that Xue Ling is in a hurry again, and he will never lose the demeanor he has cultivated since he was a child.

The shopkeeper saw that Xue Ling didn't know the goods, and he only thought that she had seen a lot of good things at home, and she didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were. Making a black heart is already a big deal, and I never had the intention of bullying Xue Ling.

Han Yan didn't have such good luck, all living beings are in a variety of ways, not to mention that compared with Xue Ling, it is put together with the Han prostitutes who are wandering around in the Hu people's land with her, and Han Yan is still the most timid one among them.

If you don't make a mistake, you will do it yourself. There are always traces of what a person looks like. Yao is a big surname around Pingcheng, and in the small Zhuangzi where she lives, if there is no blood relationship between people, most generations will always be able to catch some relatives.

The further Liang went, the more bitter and cold the land became, and the people were naturally no richer than the land of fish and rice. During the reign of Emperor Liang Cheng, although it was extremely rare for a poor family to not survive the winter, it was once in three or five years. Although there is no serious need for the imperial court to allocate food for disaster relief, every family always has to tighten their belts to eat.

The two cities of Ping'an are in the far northwest, and the difficulties can be seen in general. If it weren't for this, Xue Ling wouldn't have gritted her teeth when she saw the granary polishing rice in Ancheng, but she didn't know the reason why Pingcheng couldn't ask for food without a fight.

Han Yan was born in Pingcheng, and his life was much the same as those people. But personally, this small difference is enough to be different for a lifetime. When the family had to rely on a few acres of rented land or atomic wild animals to make a living, Hanyan's father made a job as a bookkeeper in a businessman.

In addition to saving some surplus money for the family during drought and flood, the man had to follow the owner to run back and forth in the streets and alleys, and he was at home for a few days throughout the year. Therefore, Hanyan's family is scarce. The younger brother has not grown up, the grandmother is old, and the mother and a woman have to manage the inside and outside, and they only seek peace and tranquility in big and small matters, how can they be like Xue Ling, to care about bowing their heads or not.

is so deferential. In the peaceful years, this kind of character is famous in that land, ten miles and eight towns. Her facial features are already quite delicate, and her complexion is extremely white and clean, unlike ordinary peasant faces.

In addition, the Yao family invited Mr. to follow the literacy and hyphenation since childhood, and the books are used to lining people. When the girl grows up, Tingting lowers her eyebrows, and the yellow flowers are pitiful... (Groove...... What am I writing about!!!! I don't remember where I read it anyway, so let's do it first. ）

Maybe when Xue Ling hid in the corner of Pingcheng and flipped through the book, the young woman who was written on the paper could be called decent with her face.

After a miserable storm, the captive Han women should be thousands of Han women. It's just that the Hu people don't have extra food to feed useless livestock, and those who don't look down on them take their skins or slaughter them on the spot. To be brought back to the Xianbei Royal Capital, at least it must be a rare beast.

Luck and misfortune are relative, not absolute. Sudden death is undoubtedly a tragic thing in the world, but stealing life has its own opinions. What kind of life can be lived is also a matter of creation. In addition to the pearls that died in the prison of the Xianbei Palace, there may also be gold, white jade, jadeite and the like.

After being exiled for a long time, most of them can't remember who their original surname is.

Hanyan has not forgotten that she is as delicate as a weak willow, she is a typical Han girl, and she is more like the Han people south of the Central Plains, and the Xianbei King is really rare.

The people in the palace came to pick up the goods in person, and the kiln shopkeeper knew that he probably wouldn't be able to come back once he left. is an excellent cash cow, he doesn't really want to let go, so he doesn't push Hanyan out.

Where the road ahead, Han Yan does not know. Opportunities are fleeting and undesirable. The Hu people have no textile craftsmanship, and the tulle silk is all from the Central Plains, and there are no good goods in the lower ninth-rate places. In summer, the gauze is stiff, and the thread can draw red marks on people's skin.

There is no need to deliberately, the clothing is so unsuitable, only a little loosen the tie, it is a large piece of spring beauty.

In Liang Jing three years ago, when your daughter was committed to Hu Ren, I was afraid that her good-tempered mother would be able to scold her for three days and three nights, but no one expected that one day, this would become a luxury.

Her heart was beating wildly for a moment, and she followed her into the palace with trepidation, and was carried on horseback and thrown in front of Shi Qi. As soon as he raised his head, the little prince of the Liang tribe had deep eyebrows and eyes, and his body was slender. A young man with a weak crown, if he is not a bearded man, he will return to the son, and there is no big defense.

The end she envisioned did not come as scheduled, Xue Ling sealed the Xianbei man with a sword, and then Shi Qi drew his sword and faced him.

When Han Yan begged Xue Ling, he was not only sad, but also ashamed. Even she was surprised that she could still have such an emotion of shame. After three years of blooming, where will she have any etiquette and honor.

Probably because of this shame, she failed to say nothing to death as Xue Ling imagined, and for this shame, she was a little uneasy, and cautiously said to Xue Ling, "My name is Hanyan." ”

There's nothing wrong with shame, it makes a person avoid doing animal acts as much as possible. However, self-reflection is sufficient, and self-blame is enough. They will disgrace themselves, and then they will be dishonored. Still because of this sense of shame, Han Yan couldn't answer the question of the shopkeeper of the silver village head-on.

Where did she come from? Did you crawl out from under the bearded man?

Han Yan didn't notice that the shopkeeper was more square than her, so she lowered her head and muttered like a mosquito. Twisting for a moment, he raised his face, but his face was blushing. With his mouth open for a long time, the word "I....", circled around his lips a few times, and did not come out with "I", the shopkeeper was first flustered, then surprised, and gradually thoughtful, and in the end his face had obviously changed.

He may not be a wicked person, but he is suspicious when he is young, holding such a large amount of silver tickets, and he can't tell the origin. was about to continue asking, but Han Yan snatched the silver ticket back with one hand, dropped the sentence "I won't change it", and escaped out of the door like a ghost, colliding with the people who came in outside.

The shopkeeper said "hey" and didn't stay long. What he said sounded good was the boss of the money bank, and the actual full payment of the belongings was added, and whether there were those two silver votes or not, it had to be totaled. Ordinary people, more than one is better than less, murder and arson have a harvest, pit and abduction and deception have the court, what does it matter to him?

The man who was hit by Han Yan refused to give up, Han Yan was gone, and he didn't look back. Pretended to ask the shopkeeper casually: "Where is that little lady, why haven't I seen it before?" ”

The shopkeeper hadn't recovered from what happened just now, and while fiddling with the abacus, he said: "I'm afraid it's a foreigner, how can I find such a beautiful Miss Jiao in the past hundred miles." ”

"What is she here to do?"

"What else can you do when you come to the bank?"