Jiang Wenzheng has not stretched his brows since he learned the news of Jiang Zhiyi's disappearance, although he is very calm on the surface, but he is also anxious in his heart.

If something really happened to Ah Yi, how could he explain to his dead eldest brother and sister-in-law?

When Ah Yi was born, there was only a little bit, he could hold it with two hands, he took care of him every day, and he pulled him up with a handful of and urine, and he really couldn't accept any accidents with Ah Yi.

"It'll be fine, Ah Xuan has already sent someone to find it, hasn't he?"

It stands to reason that no one should know the identities of him and Ah Yi, even if it is Su Yuanyuan, he has never revealed his details to her.

Couldn't that have been discovered by the princes' party?

Jiang Wenzheng immediately denied this idea, if he was discovered by the prince's party and killed people directly, there was no need to keep him.

searched until late at night, Su Yuanyuan's body couldn't hold on, and her emotions were on the verge of collapse.

Jiang Wenzheng was afraid that she would be burned down, so he took her back home.

The home is still the same as when I left in the evening, but it is deserted, and even the words have an echo.

Jiang Wenzheng sat on the edge of the bed and wiped Su Yuanyuan's hands and face with a towel.

Su Yuanyuan's skin was fair, and now she was even more pale like photo paper, and two lines of hot tears flowed from her face that she had just wiped, her voice was hoarse, she opened her mouth, and her voice was extremely weak.

"Was Ah Yi abducted?"

In modern times, there are many traffickers who specialize in abducting and selling children to people who cannot have children in mountainous areas.

In ancient times, without the protection of the law, this kind of thing was even more rampant.

Some abduct and sell children as servants, some let them sell their arts, and another, Su Yuanyuan didn't dare to think, that is, to break children's hands and feet, put them on the street to beg, and use people's sympathy in exchange for benefits.

Jiang Wenzheng also had this guess in his heart, and after watching Su Yuanyuan fall asleep, he went to Xishi alone.

Compared with the prosperity in the south of the city, the West Market looks a little dilapidated.

The West Market during the day and the West Market at night are fundamentally two things, the West Market is deserted during the day, and most of the places near the downtown area of the city are academies and teaching workshops, and some of the inside are those blacksmith shops and carpenter shops, but at night, the place near the West City Gate will be a different scene.

The woman standing on the street was wearing thin clothes, leaning in front of her house and staring at the man on the street, looking for her guest today.

Most of them wore oblique buns, and a few strands of hair hung gently down the sides of their faces, looking charming and seductive.

Jiang Wenzheng was draped in a black coat, a circle of fox fur on the neckline hugged his neck, his deep eyes were cold, and his graceful and luxurious temperament made people look sideways.

There is a woman who is looking for death and generally has to come forward to provoke, she has not seen such a noble person for so long, she can't take advantage of the opportunity? Even being an outroom is very nice.

She wore only a pink belly pocket inside, covered with a purple light veil, and the fat powder on her body was the cheapest kind, and before she could get close, she could smell the pungent and dizzying fragrance.

As if she had no bones, she pretended to fall and lay on Jiang Wenzheng's shoulder.

Jiang Wenzheng's body stiffened, he didn't even move, and he turned his head sideways and squinted at her.

"Childe, the slave's foot is sprained, can you help the slave rub it?"

Jiang Wenzheng's face is handsome, which is incomparable to the big-bellied middle-aged men she picked up in the past, and now when she looks at it closely, those deep eyes are like a pool of tranquility, which makes her can't help but fall.

Jiang Wenzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips opened slightly, and he slowly spit out a word, "Get out." ”

The people passing by around had long been surprised by this kind of scene, and when they saw Jiang Wenzheng angrily scolding the girl standing on the street, they all covered their mouths and snickered, pretending to be something, isn't this kind of place just for that?

The woman was also shameless, her hand gently touched Jiang Wenzheng's chest like a snake, and she laughed, what kind of innocence did this man pretend, "Don't be angry, son, why don't you go to the slave house and have a cup of tea?" Let off steam? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, her body flew out of a meter away in the next second.

The wooden crutch in Jiang Wenzheng's hand slowly landed, and his slender hand gently patted off the dust on it, the crutch made by his wife is easy to use, and it is really easy to beat people.

The woman's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the expressionless man.

The man's eyes looked at her with contempt, the dim light illuminating only half of his face, and the amber pupils were like the pupils of a beast in the darkness of the night.

She still wanted to stand up and continue pestering, but the moment she met Jiang Wenzheng's eyes, she was intimidated, why didn't she find him so scary just now?

Forget it, it's still important to have a small life.

The woman snorted lightly, got up on her own and stood back in front of her house, "Hmph, stinky lame, I don't know what to do, the old lady is not rare!" ”

Jiang Wenzheng didn't want to waste any more time, so he walked directly to the depths.

He came to a restaurant, which was ostensibly a restaurant, but it was in the business of selling slaves.

It was in this place that Seiichi and the winter kite were bought.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Xiao Er came up to receive him, Jiang Wenzheng waved his hand lightly, and walked straight to the counter.

The shopkeeper was a lean middle-aged man, with a clear round lens on one eye, a long thin chain hanging down from the side of his face, and the small eyes behind the lenses shone shrewdly.

"Are the guests eating or staying at the hotel?"

Jiang Wenzheng took out two pieces of broken silver and put them on the counter, "Buy something." ”

The shopkeeper instantly understood, smiled and put the two pieces of silver into his sleeve, and was stunned for a moment when his little eyes narrowed to look at Jiang Wenzheng, and suddenly a bright smile appeared on his face, "It's you, the guest!" Are those two slaves okay? ”

The last time he came, Jiang Wenzheng was still in a wheelchair, and he was quite impressed by Jiang Wenzheng, although this person was dressed ordinarily, he had the face of a noble son, and his noble temperament could not be pretended.

And the woman behind him is also extraordinarily beautiful, exuding a cold temperament all over her body, like a clear lotus in the rain, so he has a particularly deep impression of Jiang Wenzheng.

He asked Xiao Er to lead Jiang Wenzheng to the backyard, Jiang Wenzheng nodded and thanked him, and followed slowly.

The backyard is simply large compared to the vestibule.

It is a courtyard rather than a shed, covered with rudimentary planks, and nine wooden pillars spread out to support the roof.

All sides were cages covered with black cloth, and the door of each cage was guarded by two people, one of whom was the foreman with a short whip in his hand.

Jiang Wenzheng circled, his eyes were attracted by a cage in the deepest part, the cage was small, but it was tightly covered with a black cloth, and there were four or five people guarding it, each with a short knife on his body.

It was the same person who came to introduce Jiang Wenzheng last time, that person called himself Xu Fu, Jiang Wenzheng knew, it was just a code name.

"What slave does Childe want to buy this time?"

"Where's the new kid these two days?"

(End of chapter)