"Actually, if you talk about it, it's not my rumor." Ge Xiling gently stroked her freshly dyed nails, which were bright red, reflecting the joy in her heart at the moment.

"If it weren't for King Han's meticulousness and thoughtfulness towards her, how could we catch clues?" Saying that, Ge Xiling was a little envious of her.

"Just the last time King Han gave him that tree, I could see that I hated that she was still a married woman, and it was shameless to be entangled with King Han in front of her cousin."

"Not only that, miss, I heard that after King Han sent flowers and trees, he always came to talk to the princess when he was not at home, and every time he carried something in his hand." Huan'er saw that she was in a good mood, so she came up and pressed her legs, so that Ge Xiling would not scold herself again today.

"And legend has it that on the birthday of the princess last month, His Royal Highness King Han missed it, and not long ago he brought a lot of silk and rouge to the small courtyard, saying that it was a supplementary gift. The prince is really angry, and he didn't say anything. ”

"Really?" Ge Xianling slapped it on the table,

"My cousin is really miserable to meet such a woman."

"If you go and ask someone to spread the rumors bigger, I don't believe that my cousin can remain indifferent after the trouble is known all over the city." Ge Xiling snapped his finger at the ring, and the ring was startled by her and hurriedly responded.

"Yes, miss, I'll do it." On Xiangrui Street, the most prosperous street in the city, there are several teahouse storytellers, who actually tell the story of the princess of King Li.

Murong Lin was standing on the highest floor of this teahouse, although his face was not obvious, the aura around him all indicated the anger in his heart.

"Lord Shizi, it's all clear," Siben panted and poured two cups of tea in a row before stopping.

Murong Lin squinted at him, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

"I heard that it's two scoundrels.,I don't know where I got the book.,I have to call the storyteller to talk.,If you don't talk about it, you'll be beaten.,These storytellers are also in order to protect themselves.,I just said a few books casually." The four books said lightly, but Murong Lin slapped on the railing angrily,

"I've talked about a few books, and it's casual?"

"Don't worry, those who don't give money, and the storytellers won't say how good they are, you see that there are not many people listening to them below, and the storytellers are also stumbling, so not many people should care."

"Really?" Siben didn't pay attention to it, but Murong Lin frowned. If you are a serious person with a job, you will naturally not be happy to listen to such uninteresting things.

But the story is about the entanglement between the prince and the princess, this book has a very high background, and the story is vulgar, which can best attract the aunts and aunts who have nothing to do in the streets and alleys.

Even if the storyteller is not fluent, the ladies who are usually calculating, at this time, they do not spare money, and take out a few pennies to urge him to finish quickly.

Most of the messages on the streets and alleys are from these people, and most of them are fake things.

If you talk about eloquence, ten talents may not be able to say that a lady, their ability to make up stories is the best in the world.

"Can the prince deal with these people?" Four books asked.

"That's it, it's just a rumor, how can it be true, besides, this person has a lot of mouths, and it's not like I want to deal with it, so I can deal with it." Murong Lin sighed and went downstairs with his sleeves flicked.

Along the way, all the way to the story of the two of them expressing their hearts to each other. But as soon as he went out, at the mouth of the alley next door, several aunts gathered together to talk, and the two of them heard the legend of the aunts with their own ears, and the people in the story had secretly understood the song.

Siben looked surprised and couldn't believe it, and then looked at Murong Lin's face next to him, and hurriedly persuaded him: "The prince is angry." Murong Lin clenched his fists, not knowing what to say, feeling so powerless for the first time.

"Go back, I'm going to ask her." In the greenhouse on the outskirts of the city, Feng Xiaoyue was still observing the growth of the new flower tea, and the uncle paced to her, hesitating and not knowing whether to speak.

Feng Xiaoyue saw that the uncle's face was wrong, so she asked, "Uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

"I'm sorry to let Madame see it." The uncle thought that he had hidden his face well, but when he first appeared, Feng Xiaoyue noticed that something was wrong with him.

"It doesn't matter, if the uncle has any difficulties, but it doesn't matter." Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and seeing the uncle's embarrassment, Feng Xiaoyue thought that something had happened to his family.

"Well, it's not that something happened to me in my house." The uncle swallowed his saliva,

"It is rumored in this city that His Royal Highness King Han has a great relationship with his wife and has a deep friendship, and I am also afraid that my wife will feel uncomfortable, so I hesitate to tell you."

"But I'm afraid that if Madame returns to the city and hears these crazy words, I'm afraid that she will be even more upset, and I will have to say it." The rumors in the city are far more unpleasant than what the uncle said, and Feng Xiaoyue can also guess that the rumors will have several directions.

"It's just a message, I don't take it personally." She smiled calmly, and the uncle couldn't help but worry,

"Madame must be prepared, there are many rumors in the city."

"I'm not afraid of shadows, so I'm not afraid of these rumors. As long as there is no solid evidence, the rumors will always be self-defeating, but it is only a matter of time. Feng Xiaoyue watered the flower tea, and thought about the trivial things in the greenhouse and the miscellaneous things on the land.

There are more than ten acres of land outside, and the plants in this greenhouse need to be carefully cared for, and the apprentices under him also have to help the family at this time.

Feng Xiaoyue thought about it carefully and looked at the uncle: "Uncle, I'll go to the city to look for helpers, so please take care of these flowers and trees first, and I'll be back soon." As he spoke, he asked Xiaoyun to take off the arms and aprons on his hands.

"Got it, Madame, don't worry." The two of them opened the curtain and went out, and the uncle walked to the door to see them off, and the carriage swayed left and right along the road, and it looked like it needed to repair the wheels.

Feng Xiaoyue leaned against the wall of the carriage with her eyes closed, avoiding the carriage and shaking herself unconscious. Xiaoyun also listened to the uncle's words just now, but seeing that Feng Xiaoyue was so careless, he finally wanted to remind her a few words.

"That rumor is really hateful, it actually spread like this." Xiaoyun deliberately glanced at Feng Xiaoyue, but Feng Xiaoyue still didn't move.

"If the prince hears this, will he be unhappy?"

"You'll have to walk a long way in a while, so you don't want to rest soon." Feng Xiaoyue didn't answer, but this remark was a bit like disliking Xiaoyun's noise.

Xiaoyun sighed in his heart and had to keep his mouth shut. At this time, it is the beginning of spring, and I am afraid that it is difficult to find helpers, but due to the natural disaster last winter, many people have sold their fields in order to satisfy themselves, and now they can only come out to find people to do short-term work.

But Feng Xiaoyue has so much land under his hands, and short-term workers can't manage it, so if you really want to find helpers, you still have to do it for a long time.

Xiaoyun saw that Feng Xiaoyue had turned around the market a few times, but still hadn't picked the one she wanted, so she said tentatively: "Miss, do you want to work for a long time?" That can buy a few slaves back. "After staying in a world where everyone advocates freedom and equality for a long time, Feng Xiaoyue almost forgot that this is a feudal society.

If there is no one in the family, you can go to the slave market and buy a few of them. These slaves, whose lives were like mustard, were sold as commodities by men.

Although Feng Xiaoyue felt that this was very inhumane, but the form forced her, the slaves might be able to live better under her.

After a short psychological struggle, Feng Xiaoyue agreed.

"Do you know where the slave market is?" Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment and pointed to the west.

"The slave maid has heard about it before, so I'll take the young lady over." The two of them turned west, turned two small alleys, and suddenly opened up in front of them.

There is a small square here that was originally used by the dyeing mill to dry cloth, but after the dyeing mill closed down, it was converted into a slave market by the locals.

"Alas, everybody come and see, sturdy and sturdy slaves, sold cheaply." The slave owner screamed as he struck the ground with the whip in his hand, making a noise.

In a short time, the area around the slave market was filled with people watching the excitement. There were about twenty male slaves on the field, each of them ragged and unkempt, but they still had some muscles on their bodies, presumably because of the decline of the family or some reason.

"Not only can I do work for you, but I can do something else, so let them put on a show for you." As he spoke, the slave owner whipped one of them, and the man seemed to be accustomed to punishment, and without blinking his eyes, he quickly flipped over and fight.

"Stop." Feng Xiaoyue couldn't stand it anymore, and walked slowly towards it, Xiaoyun hurriedly blocked in front of her to open the way for her.

"How much money do you have for these slaves, I want them all." Feng Xiaoyue said lightly, as soon as the slave owner saw that Feng Xiaoyue was generous, he wanted to make more money.

"Madame really has a good eye, these slaves are carefully selected, if Madame wants, she can take a hundred taels of silver." Feng Xiaoyue just wanted to take out the money, but Xiaoyun hurriedly pressed her hand.

"Slaves in the market are generally three taels of silver each, you have so many here, and maybe a few people who are sick will ask for a hundred taels when they open their mouths, do you think our young lady is easy to bully?" Xiaoyun stepped in front of her, like an old hen protecting her chicks, which made Feng Xiaoyue want to laugh.

"The price is fifty taels, if you sell it or not, if you don't sell it, we will leave." Feng Xiaoyue didn't understand the market price, and thought that people should have some dignity, so when the slave owner made the price, Feng Xiaoyue didn't bargain like buying goods.

But Xiaoyun's clever Feng Xiaoyue knows that now, there are still more places to use money, and it would be good to save some.

I've never seen such a refreshing bargain, and the slave owner's whip is a little unstable.

"This girl, your price is too heavy. I've worked hard to get these people here, and I'm afraid you won't even have enough money to get this money. "Pastoral princess, lady please go back to the house The latest chapter 65: Slave Market website: