Mo Li is a showman, and he said his intention in a few words.

He was dressed in new clothes, talked moderately, and had a bit of the momentum of a gentleman, so that the mother-in-law was afraid of delaying the business, so he invited the steward.

After the steward came out, it was Yang Pei's turn.

He had talked about the lo-mei business with the two shopkeepers of the Jixiang Restaurant in Zuixian Lou before, and he was very experienced, and he persuaded the steward of Yihong Mansion in less than a cup of tea, mainly because the goods were good, and the lo-mei of other homes was completely different, so this business was easy to talk about, and in the end it was seventy-five dollars a catty, and sixty catties would be supplied every day in the future.

Today's goods have a total of eighty-five catties, and after Zhao Ergou delivered the goods, he had more than six taels of silver in his hands, which was a bit heavy.

Satisfied, he prepared to leave.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion over the lobby.

Immediately after, the wooden staircase clattered, and a group of people ran downstairs.

The one at the front was a teenager in his teens, and the boy stared in the direction of the gate and rushed forward desperately.

"Stop her! Don't let her run away! ”

The steward, who was talking to Yang Pei, rushed forward and grabbed the young man's hair.

The boy was dragged and fell to the ground, rolled over, rolled in front of Yang Pei, he looked up at Yang Pei, with tears in his eyes, but stubbornly did not let the tears fall.

"Catch me back, lock me up, train me well, and if I dare to run again, my leg will be broken." The steward coldly ordered his subordinates, and then looked at Yang Pei and Mo Li, "Let the two of you see the joke, let's go this way." ”

Generally, people who come to sell goods are not looked down upon by the stewards, but in a place like Yihong Mansion, he comes into contact with the richest people in Dahe Town every day, and he is quite accurate in looking at people, and he can feel that the identity of this young man surnamed Mo should not be ordinary, so there are many compliments in his words.

Mo Li's brows furrowed, he heard the master talk about the bad things in Yihong Mansion at home, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by himself.

He can't control this kind of.

He pulled Yang Pei and prepared to leave.

saw Yang Pei bend down, help the young man who fell to the ground up, and then protect him behind him.

Mo Li lowered his voice: "Brother Yang, I advise you not to meddle with things, this look is sold by your own family, and the deed of sale is in the hands of Yihong Mansion, you can't control it." ”

As soon as he said this, an old bustard upstairs chased downstairs and shouted: "This little slut just refuses to press his handprint, the deed of sale has not been written, hold him down quickly, and if he resists, he will be beaten, don't slap his face." ”

"If it was sold to such a place by his family, shouldn't the deed of sale have been written a long time ago?" Yang Pei's voice was very low, "This person should have been kidnapped." ”

Mo Li also realized the seriousness of the matter.

The Qinglou Teaching Division is legal in this dynasty, but the men in the building are either voluntarily sold or forced to sell themselves, and the people of the Qinglou kidnap the young man from the good family, which is forcing the good to become a prostitute, which is illegal.

He glanced at the clothes on the young man's body, it was not coarse cloth, but like silk materials, this person's family should be well-off, and the family would never sell their son to the Qinglou.

Mo Li shouted: "Brother Yang, you take him first, I'll break later!" ”

"I see which of you dares to go!" The steward said angrily, "Dare to me, Yihong Mansion, I'm really tired, come here, hold these two people down, beat them and throw them on the street!" ”

Seven or eight small men came in at the door, all of them strong.

In a place like Qinglou, there are people making trouble every day, so there is a group of thugs in the building, in addition to suppressing the troublemakers, they are also responsible for guarding the door and not allowing the little people in the building to escape.

These little guys have already practiced their skills.

Mo Li scolded secretly: "Brother Yang, I was really miserable by you." ”

Yang Pei glanced at the young man hiding behind him, and said tentatively: "Otherwise, let's run first, and then bring people from the government over?" ”

"You don't have the backbone that a man should have." Mo Li scolded, "Save everything, then save people and save them to the end, forget it, I can only stand up, who let us be a family." ”

If he ran away at this time, by the time the people from the government came to investigate the case, this little boy would have been sent to another place to avoid the limelight.

Mo Li sneered, stepped on the chair, and said with a big grin: "I won't leave today, I'll see which of you dares to touch me!" ”

As soon as he said this, those little guys didn't dare to come closer.

The steward's eyes narrowed: "Who are you?" ”

"I'm just a reader." Mo Li grinned, "My mother was born as a farmer......"

The steward relieved his heart, a farmer, there was really nothing to be afraid of, he made a gesture of siege.

"My mother can farm, but she can also read, she became a child at the age of thirteen, a talent at the age of sixteen, and then a jinshi along the way, and finally became the county magistrate of Youshui Town."

Mo Li said with a smile, "If I lose a hair in Yihong Mansion, you Yihong Mansion won't want to open it anymore." ”

The steward was stunned.

Yihong Mansion often has students come to drink and talk about things, he vaguely heard people talk about the deeds of the Youshui County Order next door, which is basically consistent with what the young man said, but the Youshui County Order has only one daughter, and the steward is a little uncertain for a while.

"You should have heard about it in Yihong Mansion, my mother has been very popular with the prefect recently, and your Dahe County's Fu County order has to be a head shorter in front of my mother." Mo Li stood up slowly, "Come, you do it, hit me and try it, and we'll see what the consequences will be." ”

Yihong Mansion is a place of three religions and nine streams, there are people who come and go, and the news is also very well-informed, so he naturally knows about the emergence of Shen County's order.

In these years, offending the rich can still be resolved, but if you offend the officials, it is equivalent to walking the road to death.

The steward had already given up and waved his hand.

The little guy at the door made a way, Yang Pei escorted the young man all the way out, and Mo Li swaggered out.

Walking to the door, he suddenly paused, turned around and said with a smile: "Actually, what I just said is all false, I am not the son of the county order, the Shen county order only has one daughter, hahaha, you have been deceived!" ”

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Yang Pei's hand and ran forward desperately.

Yang Pei didn't expect this guy to say this suddenly, he pulled Mo Li with one hand and the young man with the other, and the three of them ran all the way down the street, ran for an unknown amount of time, and got into a small alley, only then did they finally get rid of the pursuers behind them.

Yang Pei gasped: "If you don't say the latter sentence, we won't have to be chased for so long." ”

"If I don't say it, the person in charge will definitely investigate, and when the time comes, if we find out that we are pretending to be an official eunuch, we may be arrested and imprisoned!" Mo Li stopped and looked at the young man next to him, "Hey, where is your home, we are good people to the end and send you back." ”

The thirteen-year-old boy was pale, panting, panting, and could not say a word.

Mo Li and Yang Pei stood on the side and waited for him to rest before talking, but after waiting and waiting, the young man didn't spit out a word.

Yang Pei asked patiently: "If you don't remember where your home is, we can send you to the county government, and the government will send someone to send you back." ”

The boy still didn't speak, his head bowed, and his hands tugged at his sleeves.

"It won't be a dumb person." Mo Li had a headache, "Send it to the government." ”

Yang Pei nodded, it is estimated that this kid's family is crazy.

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