Yilu lightly showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, the people in the upper kingdom just asked where they were from, as for this reaction?

After another half a day, they entered a very wide water surface and saw a wharf, which was official, and this official was the border city of Shangguo, called Qinghu City, because this city was located next to Qinghu Lake, hence the name.

Lu lightly got off the boat and stepped on the ground, only to feel that his whole person was relieved, it was better on the ground.

Enter Qinghu City, the city gate here is made of large pieces of stone mixed with yellow mud, tall and rough, but also very simple, it is not bad to enter the inside, the street is wide, although the houses are all one floor, but they are arranged neatly and closely, there is no garbage on the ground, it looks quite neat.

The people here were also overzealous, and as soon as they entered, the governor of this place, that is, the lord of the city, greeted them with a smile on his waist, and the people on the street, whether near or far, rushed to kneel down to greet them, and several young men who had been cleanly washed, shaved their heads, and were still wearing clean clothes, hurriedly stepped forward to help with things, led horses, prepared water and food, and knelt and held high above their heads to take them.

Lu gently looked at a young woman holding a tray with both hands, on which was clear water and several snacks, kneeling on the ground and walking on her knees, trembling and waiting for them to take it, feeling a little strange in her heart.

It's weird, isn't it? And it's embarrassing.

The city lord flattered: "The three adults have returned in less than a month, and this trip to the north seems to be going well." ”

Liu Zhi made a zombie face and glanced at him coldly, this person didn't dare to speak anymore, and hurriedly invited everyone to get into the car.

The cart was not a carriage or an ox-cart, but a rickshaw, and the young men immediately climbed in front of the cart and leaned down as footstools, while others carried ropes in front of the cart, apparently pulling the cart.

Lu was invited by Xinghua to share a car with him again, and sitting in the car, he almost didn't feel the vibration, and the car was a little too stable.

Xinghua said: "I haven't sat in this kind of car, have you? These people are specially trained, and there will be no instability." ”

Lu said softly: "This training is a bit difficult, it will take a lot of time, right?" She thought to herself, how wasteful it is for so many young adults to do this, is there still a few horses missing?

"It's just a slave, what's there that doesn't take time?" Xinghua said.

Lu Qingqing's heart sank slightly, she almost forgot that slaves in Shangguo were also divided into several classes and categories.

There are those who serve as retinues, slaves, dead soldiers, concubines, coolies, handicrafts, farming, and singing, anyway, as long as they serve people, they are done by slaves, and those who are dirty and tired are inferior, and as long as they have anything to do with these, they have something to do with slaves.

At first glance, she saw that these people were well-dressed and clean, and she didn't think of slaves.

She looked outside, the four slaves pulled the cart side by side, the height, steps, and speed of the lower body were exactly the same, and she retracted her gaze, "I really don't see it, not everyone can wear such good clothes in Baiyan City." ”

Xinghua said: "This can't be saved, otherwise it will be dirty and smelly, which will make people feel bad when they look at it?"

"I see. ”

The further you go, the better the houses get, the wider the streets, and you can see people dressed decently everywhere, some of them pull carts like this, some of them carry sedan chairs, some kneel outside the shop to greet customers, and some climb on the ground, giving people a rest when they are tired of walking, or just riding away.

Passing by a cloth shop, because there was a puddle at the door, the shopkeeper summoned a few slaves and told them to lie on the ground, so that people could step on them when they came in and out.

There is also a knife seller, and Lu Qingqing happened to see a customer try the sharpness, and directly slashed on the arm of a slave.

However, the latter also smiled, not only this person, but also the other slaves were calm and allowed to be sent, the more Lu Qing looked at it, the more he felt depressed and weird, this was simply a distorted place.

Why didn't anyone resist? Were they all controlled?

Soon came to the place where he lived, this is the place next to Qinghu in the south of the city, the scenery is good, the houses are also well built, as soon as Lu Qing entered his house, he saw two men and two women kneeling by the door with basins, towels and other things in their hands, without saying a word.

By the way, the slaves you see on the street rarely speak.

Lu said softly: "You guys go down first." ”

The four slaves silently put down their things and went out without hesitation, Lu glanced at them lightly, they did not leave, but knelt outside, motionless, as if they were not people at all, but objects that could understand human words and move.

Lu frowned lightly: "It's also powerful to be able to train people to this extent." ”

The knife said: "These people must have a special method of training. ”

One of the most important things they did this time was to find out what happened to the former people and bring them back, so anything related to slavery was something they needed to pay attention to. But they should not ask and inquire rashly, and now it is mainly up to them to observe.

Late at night, Lu gently left his residence and disappeared into the night of this city.

To her astonishment, there were still slaves on the streets, kneeling along the streets, one at intervals, holding lanterns in their hands, which turned out to be street lights.

Lu was lightly shocked, and an anger appeared in his heart, just hang the lantern under the eaves, why let people hold it, even if it is a slave, it shouldn't be such a waste of manpower, this is more like ...... Humiliation, or training, training conformity?

A woman's arms began to tremble, her body began to shake, and she couldn't hold it anymore.

She struggled to get up after she collapsed, and suddenly a few people came out of the shadows and shook their heads at her: "It's useless, go to the inferior slaves, her relatives will do the heaviest words." ”

"No, no, I'll ......get up," the woman said hurriedly, but she really couldn't get up, and knelt all day, her legs were almost useless, and the cryer was erected, but she was reprimanded: "If you make any more trouble, you will be rowed into the!"

The woman didn't dare to make a sound, but was taken away with a whimper.

The others shouted to the other slaves: "You can hold on, the three-month trial period is coming, which city you can be assigned to, where can your relatives and friends go, what kind of work they do, but it all depends on the performance of the past few days, who dares to make trouble...... "After a pause, he smiled coldly, "Our city lord is kind, and I don't want to beat and scold you, but ......"

I didn't say it later, but everyone could understand the meaning of those words, and there were many situations that were more terrible than scolding, such as life is worse than death.