According to what is played on TV, the emperor and the prince are not only guards, but also eunuchs?

So what does she need to avoid with a eunuch?

Han Bing looked at Yan Liangdong who was jumping three feet in surprise: "I said Uncle Yan, you don't need to react so much, right?" You see I call you uncle, don't you just treat me as a niece? ”

Yan Liangdong's mouth opened, but in the end he didn't speak, just muttered in his mouth: "I don't have such a fierce nephew." ”

"Uncle Yan, congratulations, I can get a powerful niece this time." Ran Zongyan rarely teased him.

"Lord Wang, even you are joking?"

Ran Zongyan turned his head and smiled noncommittally, indeed, how long had he not been so relaxed as he was today?

On the second floor of a restaurant on the side of the street, a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes looked at Ran Zongyan condescendingly, and a cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Here, this is it, Han guard, you accompany the prince to wait outside."

Han Bing looked at the simple shack in front of him, the bustling street scene along the way, and the people living and working in peace and contentment. It's really hard to imagine that there is such a shack in such a remote place.

Don't say it's raining heavily, it's estimated that a little rain will turn into a water curtain hole, right?

Hearing Yan Liangdong's words, she was anxious: "No, I want to go in and have a look." ”

She went to great lengths to follow here just to see that there is still a wicked slave market in this era!

"Then let's go in together."

"No, my lord, it's so dirty in here, how can you get in?" Yan Liangdong was anxious and shook his head again and again.

"No problem."

Han Bing smirked at him and pushed his wheelchair inside.

As soon as they entered it, the damp and stuffy smell was mixed with the smell of sweat and some unknown stench, which made the unprepared group immediately cover their noses.

Even Han Bing sucked it violently, didn't hold back, and sneezed several times in a row, causing a burst of ridicule from the thin monkey.

Yan Liangdong glared at her hatefully, then took out a snow-white handkerchief and handed it to Ran Zongyan. He took it and covered it directly on his nose without any pretentiousness. No matter how down-to-earth he is, he is always a prince with fine clothes and fine food, and it is indeed difficult for him to adapt to the taste here.

It's even more humble than what you see outside, not to mention the tables and chairs, and there is not a single wooden stool. Those old and young, men and women, all sat on the ground.

They have different looks, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are not attached to their clothes, and their faces are yellow and thin. At first glance, it is the result of long-term malnutrition.

Occasionally, one or two women looked fairly clean, but their clothes were covered in patches.

Is this the slave market? Do these people have to sell themselves cheaply in order to eat? From now on, no more freedom and life?

Han Bing pushed the wheelchair and walked forward slowly, watching a buyer come, and the people sitting on the ground began to cheer up, staring at them with straight eyes.

"Uncle Yan, how do you trade here?"

"Which one do you like, go ask the price, and buy it if it's suitable."

"What if they don't want to? How much silver is left in their hands in the end? How much will it be raked? Will it be forced to buy and sell? ”

"How so? They are all voluntary. Yan Liangdong looked at her strangely, thinking to himself which deep mountain and old forest did she come from? How come you don't know anything?

Voluntarily? She was stunned on the spot.

Are you kidding? How can someone voluntarily sell themselves? Slaves?

should have seen her doubts, Ran Zongyan took the initiative to explain to her: "This shack was built by the imperial court, just to provide them with a place to shelter from the wind and rain. There is no charge and people here come and go freely. ”

I see, isn't this the ancient labor market, so it seems that the emperor of Dalie can barely be considered good.

"Is there a contract or something? What are the guarantees? ”

At first glance, these people have no guarantor, they can't take out any collateral, and they don't know what to use to prove their identity in this era.

Her curious eyes looked around, and the afterglow suddenly caught sight of Baji, why did this child burst into tears?

"Yachigi? Are you uncomfortable? ”

When Baji heard this, he hurriedly wiped the tears off his face: "No, eldest sister, my eyes are in the sand." ”

Sand? Where does the sand come from? Is this taking her for a fool?

Just as she was about to speak, the thin monkey pulled her aside: "Baji was bought back from here." ”

What the? Doesn't Hachiyoshi have a family with brothers and sisters?

"Yachiyoshi?"

"Big sister, I'm fine, I just remembered what happened before."

Han Bing stepped forward and gently patted his thin shoulder. The last thing she is good at is comforting, which is already the limit of what she can do.

But fortunately, Baji was bought into the palace, at least he didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and he also had a good-tempered owner, which was a blessing in misfortune.

"Sir, buy me." A middle-aged woman, kneeling on the ground, looked at Yan Liangdong with some fear.

Yan Liangdong looked her up and down: "Well, the body is okay, it's okay to be a coolie, can you sign the death deed?" ”

Han Bing raised his eyes and looked straight over, what is the signing of the death deed?