Chapter 129: Selling Women for Money
Qi Lao, and slow! As the voice sounded, a middle-aged man in a cyan robe walked out, surrounded by servants. The chief butler immediately retracted his expression and stood aside with his head bowed. Yan Heyi looked at this person, he was wearing a jasper unicorn hairpin on his head, a moire mutton fat jade was inlaid in the middle of his belt, the fan in his hand was an ivory bone, and the wrench on his thumb was made of fine tourmaline.
These few things alone are worth a fortune, and looking at the silk robe on his body, I am afraid that it is also worth a lot of money. Yan Heyi thought, if you have wealth but not expose it, this Wang Da Lao is probably not easy to deal with.
"Elder Qi, please listen to me about this matter!" Master Wang looked earnest, and Old Qi had no choice but to hug his fists and say, "Please speak!" Master Wang looked at everyone and bowed deeply, "I apologize to you first, I did deceive them at the beginning, and it only cost ten taels of silver to let them sign the deed of sale for the three children." β
"Master Wang dares to do and dare to admit it, he is a man!"
"Who says it's not, it's rare to see a man like this now!"
"That's it, that's it!"
This mouth won a full house, and it seemed that he had lost face, but in fact he had earned a good reputation for nothing. Yan Heyi sneered in his heart, and listened to Master Wang continue, "It's just that I also have my last resort, if I tell the truth, those three girls are going to die, then who will send their daughters?" I admit that ten taels of silver for a human life is indeed less, so I have prepared this! β
Master Wang waved his hand, and immediately someone brought over a tray covered with a red cloth. Yan Heyi thought that what was placed below was only dozens or hundreds of taels of silver, but after Master Wang uncovered the red cloth, there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd, and even Yichun covered his mouth wide and said, "Oh my God, it's gold!" β
"Here are three hundred taels of gold, and if the three families are willing to keep their children, one hundred taels each. If you don't want to, you can get your child back now! Before the words fell, the two mothers-in-law took the three girls out with a lead or a hug. One of them, a girl about four or five years old, burst into tears when she saw her kneeling family.
It is said that the white wine is red, and the wealth is moving, even if it is a hundred taels of silver for white flowers, it is enough to make people's hearts move, not to mention that it is yellow and clear gold! That family, you look at me, I look at you, obviously shaken.
Master Wang took the opportunity to say, "Even if I leave the children behind, I will send someone to protect their safety and try to bring them back safely." If this is done, the ten taels of silver will naturally be yours, and I will return the deed of sale in the same way, and the one hundred taels of gold will still be yours. If unfortunately the child fails to come back, I will add another hundred taels of gold, which is considered a condolence! β
People were dazzled by the one hundred taels or two hundred taels, and some of them even wanted to replace the three girls with their daughters. The girl's face turned pale, although she was young, she already knew that her relatives were afraid that they would have to give up themselves for this hundred taels of gold. At a young age, she bit her lip tightly, trembling all over, but she didn't say a word.
Yan Heyi suddenly remembered Jiao Hui's daughter Qiaoyan, the children of the poor had long been in charge, and they had all experienced the warmth and coldness of human affection early, and he wanted to help them, but he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.
"What, you're scared?" Yichun said, "I know what you think, if the families of the three girls agree and recognize the deed of sale, the three children will only have to wait for death." I don't think so, this Lord Wang also said that he will send someone to protect him. The people he sent were naturally wine bags and rice bags, and they were useless, but you were different, you must be able to save them, right? β
"Humph!" Yan Heyi said, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do, hold me high, and it hurts when you fall." Yichun affectionately grabbed his arm and said, "Don't worry, isn't there still me, I will pick you up below!" β
The two talked and laughed, and quietly withdrew from the crowd, and there was no longer their business here. Master Wang put his heart into his heart, and with the gold, the three families acquiesced. When they came out of the room in the evening, they saw Liu Quanyou carrying a heavy bag and coming back happily.
Liu Niang's cry was intermittent, Yichun sighed and said, "This woman is a thousand delicate and precious when she is not married, and when she marries, she becomes an old mother, not to mention serving the family, and she can't do it at allβͺ so why marry someone, without those stinky men, isn't it good to live a clean life?" β
After speaking, she knew that she had said the wrong thing, and looked at Yan Heyi and smiled embarrassedly, "Except for you!" Yan Heyi said, "You're right, Liu Niang is too bitter." What if you can help her bring her daughter back? β
"What else can I do, of course, I want to leave that Liu Quanyou and take the child away and fly away!" What Yichun thinks in his heart, that's what he says. Yan Heyi picked up his thumb and said, "Good knowledge, just rush to you, I will definitely bring the child back!" β
"Do you have an idea?" Yichun asked excitedly. Yan Heyi said, "The idea is to have it, but it is to follow the people of the Wang family to worship the mountain god, and then bring the three girls back." It's just that I'm faintly worried, I'm afraid things are not so simple! β
Yichun deliberately provoked him, "You've been to Zhendong, are you still afraid of any mountain gods?" Yan Heyi frowned and said, "Just be prepared, it's not too early, there are some things that still need to be prepared, we have to hurry up!" β
The time to worship the mountain god was set at one o'clock, and all the red lanterns hanging outside Wang's house were replaced by green lanterns wrapped in oiled paper. The light of the fire came out of it, and it was faint like a ghost fire. The drummers played unheard tunes, mournful and poignant, revealing a sense of weirdness.
The three girls were dressed up, their faces were thickly rubbed with a layer of incense powder, their miserable white lips were blood-red, their eyes were wide in horror, their hands and feet were tied with ropes and could not move, and their mouths were stuffed with hemp walnuts, and they could not say anything pitiful.
Eighteen strong men, dressed in black and wearing red belts around their waists, sent them all the way to the mountains. Yan Heyi and Yichun were full of food and drink, they both changed into night clothes and quietly followed behind them.
The mountain road was rough and difficult to walk, and they walked for more than half an hour before they reached an altar. Yan Heyi saw that the altar was built with large stones, and the withered moss on it indicated that it was not temporarily built to worship the mountain gods, but had been there since a long time ago.
The altar is a three-story semicircle, and there is a stone trough in front of it, and there are some dried purple and black stains in the stone trough, Yichun frowned when he saw it, "That's the place where the sacrifices are bled out, it seems that this kind of worship is not the first time!" β