Ye Qing watched from a distance, but he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart. Listening to this cry, could it be that someone was bullied? Could it be that he didn't look at the yellow calendar this morning, and as soon as he went out, he encountered two injustices? Ye Qing didn't understand what the situation was, and felt that he couldn't just make a rash and arbitrary judgment about things, so he asked the passer-by next to him, "This big brother, I'm sorry, may I ask what happened? Why does it seem that someone is crying?"

I only heard passer-by A, who had just been asked by Ye Qing, reply: "Alas! What a poor girl! She has been kneeling there for most of the day, and no one has paid attention to her since the morning! Alas! Poor people! There are so many poor people these days! Look! That girl wants to sell herself to bury her father, saying who is willing to help her bury her father, and this girl is willing to sell herself as a slave. It's just pity for this filial piety, alas!" Passerby A, who spoke, couldn't help but sigh as he spoke, and pointed at Ye Qing and pointed into the crowd.

Wan Jing looked in the direction pointed by passer-by A, and sure enough, the people around him got out of the way, and could see a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl kneeling on the side of the road, with a wide strip of cloth that was not too long, and even looked a little worn because of the years, and saw a few words written crookedly on the strip of cloth: "Sell yourself to bury your father."

I saw this girl, dressed in a fairly clean and slightly old white filial piety dress, wearing white stained flowers on her head, and her hair was messy, but she did not lose a kind of beauty of pear blossoms with rain.

With white skin, pink lips, and a pair of talking eyes, coupled with that small figure, she is really a lively little beauty, the kind that people can't help but want to protect in their arms.

Ye Qing couldn't help but feel sad and said, "After all, it's still a child, how can you be in such a situation?" At the same time, she was secretly angry in her heart, and couldn't help but ask out loud: "Selling yourself to bury your father?

Passerby A heard Wan Jing say this, and couldn't help but sigh again: "Alas, the lord's mansion is in charge, and the garrison has also come to see it, but it is only in charge of the people who live in the territory, this girl is a foreigner, she only arrived in the town this morning, and there is no one to guarantee it, who just took it in." ”

Ye Qing was stunned in his heart, his own territory was not rich, and it could even be said that he was poor, although he could not starve to death, he also had no ability to manage things outside his territory. Something like this happens every day in the chaotic hills, and you are powerless even if you have the heart.

Thank you to the passer-by A who just asked. I can't help but think of the TV series I used to watch on Earth, usually in the plot of the TV series where I sold myself to bury my father, there would always be a group or a few scoundrels who made trouble, and by helping others bury their fathers, they were actually robbing people's daughters.

"No! No! I must save her!" Ye Qing warned himself in his heart, although his ability was limited, he had to take care of it if he encountered it.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way-" Just as Ye Qing wanted to take care of it, a rude voice pierced through his ears like a magic sound. When I looked back, I saw that it was a playboy, with rouge gouache on his face!

"Good Peugeot's little beauty, how much is it, I bought it Young Master Ben!" The person who came stretched out his hand and provoked the woman's face disgustingly, and Se Mimi's eyes looked at her with malicious intentions.

"This son, please respect yourself. The girl said with a crying voice, but even if she was scolding, her voice was very beautiful. Apparently forced by the playboys surrounding him.

"Come back with me, not to mention your father's funeral, and enjoy endless glory and wealth, how about it?" the playboy laughed. As he spoke, he also stretched out his hand and tried to grab the woman's sleeve and pull the girl into his arms.

"Ah!" exclaimed the young woman. Evade the dandy's wolf claws while trying to escape the encirclement. The rest of the henchmen were willing to let her go, and immediately her way was blocked.

"Stop!" I really can't stand it, isn't this robbing the people's daughters? And it's in his own territory, in front of himself, this is ** naked slapping himself in the face of the lord!

"Hmm, which guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead dares to rob me of someone?"

"I'm a local lord, and it's reasonable for you to rob the people's girls at the moment!"

"Lord...... , the lord has any, my son is still the city lord, the little lord is a fart!"

"Hehe, I don't know which city lord Ling Zun is?" Ye Qing also laughed angrily.

"Listen, my son is the city lord of Qingyun City, how about it, I'm afraid, hahaha......"

Am I rushing with Qingyun City today, why did I meet two people from Qingyun City in a row.

"Oh, I just met someone, and he also said that he was the son of the Qingyun City Lord, I don't know if you recognize it?"

"You met my fourth brother, we came together, you met him, where are you now? I was looking for him. “

"Don't worry, you'll be able to meet him soon. “

Since it is certain that they are all from Qingyun City, Ye Qing is not polite, one is offended, and catching two is also offended, so it is better to arrest them together, and it can also strengthen the people's hearts.

"Come on, get them all for me. “

In an instant, the guards who had been on standby for a long time rushed up, captured the person in a few clicks, and twisted them to the garrison to meet his fourth brother.

Ye Qing took a few steps in front of the kneeling girl, slowly squatted down and whispered, "What's your name, how old are you this year?"

The girl seemed to be relieved from the accident just now, her clear eyes and said slightly timidly: "The people's girl's name is Qiao'er, and she is thirteen years old this year." ”

Ye Qing sighed slightly in his heart: "It's not even thirteen yet, it's still a child!" Ye Qing couldn't help but sigh slightly, and couldn't help but smile a little lovingly in his heart and continued to ask, "Then what will you do?"

The little girl called Qiao'er, hearing Ye Qing ask like this, forgot her cowardice for a while, and couldn't help but be a little happy: "Childe, the slave family will make a lot of things." I will do the laundry, cooking, cleaning and dirty work. Childe, are you going to buy Qiao Yan?"

Ye Qinghan shook his head with a smile and replied, "No! I didn't want to buy you!"

Ye Qing saw the girl named Qiao'er, and her eyes that were originally full of hope couldn't help but dim because of her words. I only heard the little girl's soft voice full of disappointment: "Oh!

Before the little girl could finish her disappointed response, Ye Qing hurriedly said, "Although I didn't want to buy you, I will help you bury your father properly." Do you have any other family members and relatives? I can take you to your relatives. ”

When the little girl who called Qiao'er heard Wan Jing say this, her eyes, which were still disappointed, lit up suddenly. The little girl was a little incredulous: "Really, I really don't have to sell myself, you will help me bury my father!"

The fate of slaves in ancient times was generally very miserable, and after selling themselves into slavery, they became other people's personal belongings, and the master could beat and insult them at will, and even gave them to others after they got tired of playing.

As soon as the little girl finished speaking happily, she seemed to think of something again, and her happy eyes dimmed slightly and continued: "However, the slave family has no relatives anymore! Several distant relatives were also separated when they fled!"

The little girl who called Qiao'er seemed to think of something sad again, and her expression was gloomy and sad.

Ye Qing took out his money pocket, and found that he didn't have any money, so he had to signal the guards to take out a few gold coins, and then said: "Little sister, I have a few gold coins here, you can take them! You take them to someone to help bury your father, and the rest is for you to entangle, find a good family to take refuge in." But you have to promise me that you will never sell yourself like this in the future. If you don't cherish yourself anymore, your father will be heartbroken!"

The girl named Qiao'er heard Wan Jing say this, and her eyes couldn't help but dim and said: "Thank you Gongzi for your kindness!, but Gongzi is unwilling to buy Qiao'er, Qiao'er has no relatives, even if Gongzi gives enough money to bury her father, Qiao'er doesn't know what to do in the future?, and it's not safe for me to be a girl with so much money." ”

It was also Ye Qing's mistake, one gold coin is enough for an ordinary family to live without worry for a year, and many people can't earn a gold coin a year. It is really not safe to let a little girl who has little ability to protect herself carry this money.

The little girl named Qiao'er seemed a little frightened after saying these words. I couldn't help but look at Ye Qing's face timidly, and saw that Ye Qing was not angry, so I said: "I'm sorry Childe! Qiao'er should have remembered Childe's great kindness, but it shouldn't be so strong." If Childe is really inconvenient, Childe will please go! Qiao'er will figure it out by herself. ”

"Who wrote these words for you?" Ye Qing pointed to the sign that sold his body to bury his father.

"I wrote it," Qiao'er whispered.

"Have you ever read a book?"

"I didn't go to school seriously, I taught myself with my father. ”

"Then you have read those books, can you write poems?" Ye Qing asked with great interest at first

"It's just some enlightenment books, and I can't write poetry. Qiao'er began to blush slightly.

"In this way, there is still a lack of a scholar by my side, I don't know if you want to. ”

Ye Qing considered that he usually reads and writes by himself, and it is inconvenient for Fu Bo to clean up the study when he is finished. Now I just met a literate person who needs help, looking for a scholar who can be his own, usually tidying up the study, and it is good to have a little beauty next to him when he reads.

"I do! Thank you, thank you, childe......"

Saying that, she was going to kowtow to Ye Qing, and Ye Qing felt that she was helped up.

Finding the soldiers on duty in the garrison, he bought a good coffin and the corresponding funeral supplies in the city, Ye Qing took Qiao'er and his father's bodies to the suburbs, and after asking Qiao'er's opinion, he chose a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to bury his father.

After digging a pit and burying the monument, it was almost evening, Ye Qing didn't have the heart to go shopping, and directly returned to the lord's mansion with Qiao'er, and asked someone to take Qiao'er to wash and rest, and Ye Qing would study by himself.