In early autumn, the scorching sun in summer does not seem to fade away at all, but Jinyang, the Northern Han Dynasty, is located north of the Yellow River, and you can already feel the coolness of autumn from the wind.
On Huanghua Street, Jinyang inner city, Yang Ye, wearing thin linen cloth and a bull-head, was riding slowly on a horse. He was a burly young man.
Yang Ye was not a person who was easy to mess with at first glance. Not only because of his tall figure, but his broad face and eyes were not something that any honest man could possess.
However, his style is not ostentatious. His clothes are all old and a little wrinkled; there is nothing valuable on his body.
But he doesn't like money, but he just doesn't like to be arrogant. In fact, his family is very rich and he thinks that what he really gets is reliable. Only by having real things can he maintain a real man's demeanor.
There were only two followers who were not wearing hats and combed in a bun, following him slowly.
Yang Ye is not a vicious and domineering person at ordinary times, he is very pragmatic.
At the intersection in front of the street, a very old yellow locust tree appeared in sight. Yang Ye had long been familiar with it. In fact, this street became Huanghua Street because the yellow locust tree bloomed yellow flowers.
What a quiet and leisurely afternoon, the breeze brought the fragrance of small flowers on the yellow locust trees, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, so Yang Ye's mood also became relaxed.
At this moment, a carriage stopped at a gate under the yellow tree. A man and a woman got off the carriage, and then pulled a girl out of the carriage.
The woman was not taken away, but was almost carried up and carried to the door. The little woman seemed very reluctant and was struggling.
She said: Manager Li, please spare me, I won’t go to that kind of place, please... The accent is filled with the soft Wu dialect from the Jiangnan area, and the sound sounds very pity.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she immediately attracted people passing by to stop and watch. People like to watch strange things the most... This matter is obviously strange because the door was a kiln door, and the woman was very beautiful and not a local accent. Everything was a bit different from usual.
Damn it!Force good people to become prostitutes in broad daylight?A follower behind Yang Ye cursed.
Yang Ye didn't say anything, just like his always-off style, he didn't want to cause trouble casually.But he was indeed curious, so he rode his horse and rushed for a few steps, and stopped to watch the streets.
The young lady begged: Manager Li, please be kind!You sold me to the point of being a bitter and cold family. I really don’t want to be a prostitute. Please be kind!
Yang Yeguanzhi said that this little lady is really beautiful, but she is not like ordinary women in Hedong. There are also beautiful women in Hedong, but she also eats millet and has heavy wind and sand, so her skin cannot be so supple.
The little lady had a hint of mèi on her beautiful face, with a tender skin and a slim figure, and a gentle posture like a cloud in the south of the Yangtze River.
Yang Ye is passionate and of course he also likes beautiful women, but he is a polite person and is not lustful, so he still didn't rush for a while.
However, the passers-by around could not help but feel angry. Seeing such a beautiful girl being forced to become a prostitute, there were always people who couldn't help it.
Someone shouted in the crowd: What does it mean? Is there a king's law? How dare you be so blatant to force a good man to become a prostitute?
This is also Yang Ye’s question, so he felt that this matter was strange.
The man holding the little lady finally did not dare to offend the public's anger. After letting the little lady go, the little lady staggered and fell down, hurriedly holding the woman on the other side.
The man turned around and clasped his fists at the crowd and said: Someone owed us money, and gave him real money and silver, and it was a black and white text. Is it natural to repay the debt?
No one refuted such an obvious truth.
The man said again: But he can't afford to pay back the money and use the things from his family to pay off the debt; is this woman the concubine he bought? Is it his property?Now that she is used to pay off her debt, will we sell her to make up for the losses? Is it a violation of the king's law?
Everyone was speechless, but their anger was not gone.After all, the truth is one thing, and it is another to do so ugly things, which is a bit too amazing.Yang Ye also felt this way, so he still felt it was unusual.
So the man carried the little lady and continued to walk forward.
At this moment, a man in brocade roamed up and blocked their way. The man in brocade roamed the paper fan in his hand, stood there with a chic robe, waving his sleeves and holding his head up, looking up at the sky very proud.
What do you mean?The man holding the little lady frowned.
The man in the brocade robe said: How much money does a brothel charge?
The man who called Manager Li said: Twenty cents.
The man in brocade robe said: I bought it.
Although the people didn't like the attitude of the man in brocade robe, the young lady was better than picking up customers in the kiln, so they didn't say anything.
The man in brocade robe reached into his pocket to touch the gold, but Manager Li said: This guy, you can buy it, 200 guan!
The man in brocade robe was furious and said: What do you mean?I heard that your accent is not from Jinyang, so I advise you to leave some room for doing things.
Manager Li said: We have never drunk alcohol from the Jinyang government.Of course we are not intentionally bullying others, but when this woman mortgaged us, she would have been 200 trump cards!
The man in brocade robe said: Since you have won 200 stakes, you can sell them 20 stakes?
Manager Li said coldly: Because she is not worth 200 coins.After saying that, he roughly lifted the little lady's skirt and saw that her feet were strange, which were a pair of wood.
Everyone stretched their necks to look at it, and they said: The feet are fake.This woman has no feet and is disabled.
The man in brocade robe was also stunned.
So if it is twenty stalks, you must sell it in the kiln.Manager Li said, if this kind brother can pay 200 trump cards to repay the debt, the brother will definitely be happy to offer it!
The man in brocade robe pondered for a moment, and quietly wanted to leave in shame.
Unexpectedly, the young lady knelt on the ground, crawled over and hugged the man in the brocade robe, with her pear blossoms raining and tears flowing: Young Master!Young Master!You buy me... I am very kind and kind, and I will repay you as a cow and a horse!
The man in brocade robe shook his head and whispered: Two hundred stakes, really... it is not a decimal.
The young lady said: The young master is also a rich family, and he must have no shortage of 200 trump cards. You just think it is a good deed...
When Yang Ye saw this trick, he felt that the matter was probably reasonable, so he no longer was curious... The person named Li, who could not collect the debt, felt that he had a loss, and he had to sell his concubine into a brothel, which was understandable. After all, in this world, if there is no reason, he had to do things too ugly, too few people.
At this time, the man in brocade robe had already wanted to get out: I don’t have a kind heart, but I need to do a good deed of 200 yuan, which is really a bit unbearable.
The young lady hugged him tightly, just like she grabbed someone who saved her life, begged: I must make myself worthy of two hundred coins!I can play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I can serve people... Just think of me as a slave, and if I buy it, it is yours. I am just a thing for you...
This sentence seems to be for Yang Ye to hear, at least he is a little moved.
On the one hand, although this young lady is a little expensive and still has a disability, she doesn't want anything to do with her own food, which is not a burden; on the other hand, a beautiful and pity-friendly woman, Yang Ye thinks that a real man should protect such a person, and a manly spirit and compassion affect him.
After a while, Yang Ye turned around and whispered: Take my mount over and ask if the person would like to change it.
The follower was overjoyed and probably wanted to help the pretty little lady.
After Yang Ye got off the horse, he led the horse over and walked to the people. The follower asked: Brother, do you think this horse is worth 200 guan?
The man glared at him, grabbed the horse's mouth and pinched it, and said seriously: What do you mean, use this horse to replace people?
That's what it means.The follower said calmly.
become.Although Manager Li pretended to be expressionless, the red light on his face had already exposed his joy.
The follower handed over the reins: If we don’t like it, then we will make a deal.
The young lady suddenly turned around on the ground and cried: Thank you, my kindness, great kindness!
Seeing this, the people around shouted loudly: OK!good!Congratulations to the hero who hugged the beauty home!
The follower smiled and said: I dare not accept this great gift.
At this time, another man came over and helped the little lady up. The two of them worked together to lift her onto the horse.
The little lady was so scared that she lost her vigor and said in a trembling voice: I... I can't ride a horse.The man next to him said: Just hold the saddle, step on the stirrup, let's take it away.
The two of them walked towards the street with their little lady riding a horse.Turning a corner, I saw another burly young, broad-faced man waiting there on a horse.The little lady looked at him blankly.
The follower said: I didn’t dare to receive the thank-you gift just now because my benefactor is not me, but our lord.
After hearing this, the young lady looked grateful and wanted to dismount and salute.Yang Ye hurriedly came to control her immediately: Be careful, if you can't ride a horse, you will be spared.
My benefactor is the master of my family, and I will definitely repay you with all my heart in the future.The little lady said.
snort.Yang Ye seemed very cold and had nothing to say, just said, let's go.
The little lady was riding on the horse and was led slowly. After a while, she asked carefully: Have you not asked the name of the benefactor Gao?
Yang Yedao: Liu Jiye.
Liu Jiye...You are Yang Wudi!The little lady sighed in surprise.
snort.Yang Ye only made one sound again.
The little lady said: I have long heard of the name of my husband, and I am a world-famous hero...
Yang Yedao: It’s just a false reputation.
The follower smiled and said: I remembered the guy wearing a brocade robe just now. He talked and sang for a long time, but he couldn't bear to leave two hundred jin.Haha, it’s our lord, this is what the character is!
The little lady said shyly: My family is called Hongying.
On Huanghua Street, Jinyang inner city, Yang Ye, wearing thin linen cloth and a bull-head, was riding slowly on a horse. He was a burly young man.
Yang Ye was not a person who was easy to mess with at first glance. Not only because of his tall figure, but his broad face and eyes were not something that any honest man could possess.
However, his style is not ostentatious. His clothes are all old and a little wrinkled; there is nothing valuable on his body.
But he doesn't like money, but he just doesn't like to be arrogant. In fact, his family is very rich and he thinks that what he really gets is reliable. Only by having real things can he maintain a real man's demeanor.
There were only two followers who were not wearing hats and combed in a bun, following him slowly.
Yang Ye is not a vicious and domineering person at ordinary times, he is very pragmatic.
At the intersection in front of the street, a very old yellow locust tree appeared in sight. Yang Ye had long been familiar with it. In fact, this street became Huanghua Street because the yellow locust tree bloomed yellow flowers.
What a quiet and leisurely afternoon, the breeze brought the fragrance of small flowers on the yellow locust trees, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, so Yang Ye's mood also became relaxed.
At this moment, a carriage stopped at a gate under the yellow tree. A man and a woman got off the carriage, and then pulled a girl out of the carriage.
The woman was not taken away, but was almost carried up and carried to the door. The little woman seemed very reluctant and was struggling.
She said: Manager Li, please spare me, I won’t go to that kind of place, please... The accent is filled with the soft Wu dialect from the Jiangnan area, and the sound sounds very pity.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she immediately attracted people passing by to stop and watch. People like to watch strange things the most... This matter is obviously strange because the door was a kiln door, and the woman was very beautiful and not a local accent. Everything was a bit different from usual.
Damn it!Force good people to become prostitutes in broad daylight?A follower behind Yang Ye cursed.
Yang Ye didn't say anything, just like his always-off style, he didn't want to cause trouble casually.But he was indeed curious, so he rode his horse and rushed for a few steps, and stopped to watch the streets.
The young lady begged: Manager Li, please be kind!You sold me to the point of being a bitter and cold family. I really don’t want to be a prostitute. Please be kind!
Yang Yeguanzhi said that this little lady is really beautiful, but she is not like ordinary women in Hedong. There are also beautiful women in Hedong, but she also eats millet and has heavy wind and sand, so her skin cannot be so supple.
The little lady had a hint of mèi on her beautiful face, with a tender skin and a slim figure, and a gentle posture like a cloud in the south of the Yangtze River.
Yang Ye is passionate and of course he also likes beautiful women, but he is a polite person and is not lustful, so he still didn't rush for a while.
However, the passers-by around could not help but feel angry. Seeing such a beautiful girl being forced to become a prostitute, there were always people who couldn't help it.
Someone shouted in the crowd: What does it mean? Is there a king's law? How dare you be so blatant to force a good man to become a prostitute?
This is also Yang Ye’s question, so he felt that this matter was strange.
The man holding the little lady finally did not dare to offend the public's anger. After letting the little lady go, the little lady staggered and fell down, hurriedly holding the woman on the other side.
The man turned around and clasped his fists at the crowd and said: Someone owed us money, and gave him real money and silver, and it was a black and white text. Is it natural to repay the debt?
No one refuted such an obvious truth.
The man said again: But he can't afford to pay back the money and use the things from his family to pay off the debt; is this woman the concubine he bought? Is it his property?Now that she is used to pay off her debt, will we sell her to make up for the losses? Is it a violation of the king's law?
Everyone was speechless, but their anger was not gone.After all, the truth is one thing, and it is another to do so ugly things, which is a bit too amazing.Yang Ye also felt this way, so he still felt it was unusual.
So the man carried the little lady and continued to walk forward.
At this moment, a man in brocade roamed up and blocked their way. The man in brocade roamed the paper fan in his hand, stood there with a chic robe, waving his sleeves and holding his head up, looking up at the sky very proud.
What do you mean?The man holding the little lady frowned.
The man in the brocade robe said: How much money does a brothel charge?
The man who called Manager Li said: Twenty cents.
The man in brocade robe said: I bought it.
Although the people didn't like the attitude of the man in brocade robe, the young lady was better than picking up customers in the kiln, so they didn't say anything.
The man in brocade robe reached into his pocket to touch the gold, but Manager Li said: This guy, you can buy it, 200 guan!
The man in brocade robe was furious and said: What do you mean?I heard that your accent is not from Jinyang, so I advise you to leave some room for doing things.
Manager Li said: We have never drunk alcohol from the Jinyang government.Of course we are not intentionally bullying others, but when this woman mortgaged us, she would have been 200 trump cards!
The man in brocade robe said: Since you have won 200 stakes, you can sell them 20 stakes?
Manager Li said coldly: Because she is not worth 200 coins.After saying that, he roughly lifted the little lady's skirt and saw that her feet were strange, which were a pair of wood.
Everyone stretched their necks to look at it, and they said: The feet are fake.This woman has no feet and is disabled.
The man in brocade robe was also stunned.
So if it is twenty stalks, you must sell it in the kiln.Manager Li said, if this kind brother can pay 200 trump cards to repay the debt, the brother will definitely be happy to offer it!
The man in brocade robe pondered for a moment, and quietly wanted to leave in shame.
Unexpectedly, the young lady knelt on the ground, crawled over and hugged the man in the brocade robe, with her pear blossoms raining and tears flowing: Young Master!Young Master!You buy me... I am very kind and kind, and I will repay you as a cow and a horse!
The man in brocade robe shook his head and whispered: Two hundred stakes, really... it is not a decimal.
The young lady said: The young master is also a rich family, and he must have no shortage of 200 trump cards. You just think it is a good deed...
When Yang Ye saw this trick, he felt that the matter was probably reasonable, so he no longer was curious... The person named Li, who could not collect the debt, felt that he had a loss, and he had to sell his concubine into a brothel, which was understandable. After all, in this world, if there is no reason, he had to do things too ugly, too few people.
At this time, the man in brocade robe had already wanted to get out: I don’t have a kind heart, but I need to do a good deed of 200 yuan, which is really a bit unbearable.
The young lady hugged him tightly, just like she grabbed someone who saved her life, begged: I must make myself worthy of two hundred coins!I can play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I can serve people... Just think of me as a slave, and if I buy it, it is yours. I am just a thing for you...
This sentence seems to be for Yang Ye to hear, at least he is a little moved.
On the one hand, although this young lady is a little expensive and still has a disability, she doesn't want anything to do with her own food, which is not a burden; on the other hand, a beautiful and pity-friendly woman, Yang Ye thinks that a real man should protect such a person, and a manly spirit and compassion affect him.
After a while, Yang Ye turned around and whispered: Take my mount over and ask if the person would like to change it.
The follower was overjoyed and probably wanted to help the pretty little lady.
After Yang Ye got off the horse, he led the horse over and walked to the people. The follower asked: Brother, do you think this horse is worth 200 guan?
The man glared at him, grabbed the horse's mouth and pinched it, and said seriously: What do you mean, use this horse to replace people?
That's what it means.The follower said calmly.
become.Although Manager Li pretended to be expressionless, the red light on his face had already exposed his joy.
The follower handed over the reins: If we don’t like it, then we will make a deal.
The young lady suddenly turned around on the ground and cried: Thank you, my kindness, great kindness!
Seeing this, the people around shouted loudly: OK!good!Congratulations to the hero who hugged the beauty home!
The follower smiled and said: I dare not accept this great gift.
At this time, another man came over and helped the little lady up. The two of them worked together to lift her onto the horse.
The little lady was so scared that she lost her vigor and said in a trembling voice: I... I can't ride a horse.The man next to him said: Just hold the saddle, step on the stirrup, let's take it away.
The two of them walked towards the street with their little lady riding a horse.Turning a corner, I saw another burly young, broad-faced man waiting there on a horse.The little lady looked at him blankly.
The follower said: I didn’t dare to receive the thank-you gift just now because my benefactor is not me, but our lord.
After hearing this, the young lady looked grateful and wanted to dismount and salute.Yang Ye hurriedly came to control her immediately: Be careful, if you can't ride a horse, you will be spared.
My benefactor is the master of my family, and I will definitely repay you with all my heart in the future.The little lady said.
snort.Yang Ye seemed very cold and had nothing to say, just said, let's go.
The little lady was riding on the horse and was led slowly. After a while, she asked carefully: Have you not asked the name of the benefactor Gao?
Yang Yedao: Liu Jiye.
Liu Jiye...You are Yang Wudi!The little lady sighed in surprise.
snort.Yang Ye only made one sound again.
The little lady said: I have long heard of the name of my husband, and I am a world-famous hero...
Yang Yedao: It’s just a false reputation.
The follower smiled and said: I remembered the guy wearing a brocade robe just now. He talked and sang for a long time, but he couldn't bear to leave two hundred jin.Haha, it’s our lord, this is what the character is!
The little lady said shyly: My family is called Hongying.
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