The whip was whipped a few more times, and the little girl rolled a few times. She seemed to have lost the strength to cry. Her thin clothes couldn't stop the vicious whip, and blood spattered on the messy skin.

On the snow, there are dots of stars, which is shocking.

A military officer gave her a kick. Seeing that she didn't move much, he knelt down, took a look, spat hard, stood up and bowed to a military officer sitting behind him, saying: "General, this cheap maid is afraid she will die soon."

Already."

The military academy frowned: "Sell it for cheap, only two taels of silver! If you don't want it, when you die, throw it into a graveyard outside the city to be the only wild dog!"

The soldier agreed, stepped forward, and said loudly to the people in the audience: "Everyone, the opportunity has come. Our general has said that the minimum price for this woman is only two taels of silver! Who will buy it? Hurry up!"

A middle-aged man with a fat head and fat ears seemed to be here to select slaves. He curled his lips and said: "The figure is too thin, and he is obviously ill again. If I take him back here, he will not be able to work, and the tattoos on his face have been completely destroyed."

, I can’t look at her, I can’t be a concubine, I don’t want such a woman for free!”

Others also shook their heads. No one responded with a bid.

Leng Yi looked at the girl carefully, and sure enough, through the scattered yellow hair covering her face, he could see two rows of cyan tattoos on her thin cheeks, but he could not see clearly what they were.

Leng Yi felt that the delicate body of Zhuo Qiao Niang, who was holding his arm next to him, was shaking. He turned to look at her and saw that she was looking at the poor girl, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"She is so pitiful!"

"Yeah, it's quite pitiful. I bought it to be your maid, right?"

"Okay! Thank you, officer!" Zhuo Qiaoniang agreed almost immediately.

Next to him, Mr. Dong said: "Dong Weng, you dismissed all the servants last time. You can choose new servants to take up their posts. Their food will be paid by the court. However, you cannot choose such servants, you can only hire them."

Those civilians. These are official slaves who were imprisoned and sent to the exile camp because of their crimes."

"Can't I have my own slaves?"

"Of course. It's just that the government will not bear the cost of purchasing private slaves and their future expenses. Moreover, they are official slaves of the Imperial Guard. They were originally serving labor in the exile. However, according to convention,

The exile can sell the young, old, weak, sick and disabled people who are unable to complete the labor service locally, and use the money from the sale to hire others to complete the labor service. According to the criminal law, these sold people can only be slaves in the place where they were married.

, unless there is an amnesty, they cannot leave Bazhou with them, so it is not cost-effective to buy them."

Leng Yi nodded and said: "It's only two taels of silver, it doesn't matter." After that, he said to the soldier on the stage: "I want this child!"

"It's not just a matter of two taels of silver..."

Master Dong stopped talking before he finished speaking, because Leng Yi had already taken out two taels of silver and handed it over.

The soldier hurriedly took it, brought an account book, knelt down and said, "Sir, this slave's name is 'Cao Sui'. We need to leave the name and address of the buyer. Please tell me and I will fill it in."

Leng Yi looked at Master Dong. Master Dong said, the soldier was a little surprised. Imperial officials had servants provided by the court, and they rarely bought official slaves as slaves. But it was not surprising, after all, this place is in a remote place. There are all kinds of strange things.

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The soldier wrote with a pen, then took a wooden breastplate made of hemp rope, filled in the buyer's name, and put it on Caosui's neck. On it was the special for sale brand of the officer and army where he was serving his sentence, and on the back was this maid.

Name, gender, age, etc. This thing is to prove that the slave was purchased through formal channels and did not escape privately.

Zhuo Qiaoniang had already put away her oil-paper umbrella and placed it on the ground. She held up the hem of her skirt with both hands and hurried up to the high platform. She didn't care about Caosui's dirty body and wanted to help her up.

Caosui was lying on the ground, having heard what she just said, she looked at Zhuo Qiao Niang gratefully, and said in a weak voice: "Thank you, grandma..." She wanted to get up, but her body was as heavy as a thousand pounds and she couldn't get up at all.

Zhuo Qiao Niang didn't care that she was dirty and smelly. She held her back with one hand and her legs with the other, lifted her up and slowly walked off the stage. Zhuo Qiao Niang was not very strong.

He was able to hold this girl down like this. It shows how thin and small this woman is.

Leng Yi waited for her to come over, put his hand on Caosui's forehead, his hands were hot, looked at her eyes, she was distracted, her lips were as cyanotic and cracked as the dry rice fields in July. He frowned and said: "She is very sick, we have to send her away quickly.

Look at the doctor."

The soldier on the stage said hurriedly: "Sir, there is a medical clinic two streets ahead."

Leng Yi thanked her, and Zhuo Qiaoniang had already walked forward quickly with Caosui in her arms. Leng Yi and Mr. Dong followed behind. Because she was a girl, Leng Yi couldn't take over and hold her. There was no way to go, Zhuo Qiao

My mother was so tired that her hair was in disarray and she was out of breath. Although Caosui was light, she still weighed dozens of kilograms. As time went by, it became too much for her.

"I'll do it!" Leng Yi reached out and took it. Caosui hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time, and the clothes he was wearing were pitch black, with whip wounds, mixed with the smell of blood, and exuding an unpleasant smell.

However, Leng Yi didn't care. He walked as fast as flying and carried her to the medical center quickly.

An old doctor asked them to put the ears of grass on the bed. After checking the injuries, checking the pulse and tongue, he said in a deep voice: "The whip trauma on the patient's body is not that important. It's just this disease..." His whole body was as hot as fire, and his lips were full of breath.

Burnt, dirty face and dry teeth, rapid pulse, hard and solid strings, red tongue, dry yellow coating and less fluid. This is caused by the accumulation of heat in the liver and lungs, burning heart fire, and at the same time, the Yangming Fu organs are blocked and the three burners are blocked. Reality

It is a critical disease. There is no guarantee that it can be cured even if I am old. I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse. I need to make this clear to you!"

Zhuo Qiaoniang's eyes turned red, she nodded and said, "I hope she is a good-natured child."

"Her disease requires ginseng, and the medicine is not cheap! Are you willing to spend this money?"

"How much?" Zhuo Qiaoniang asked nervously.

"At least twelve! And there's no guarantee it can be cured."

Zhuo Qiao Niang said "Ah" and looked at Leng Yi.

Leng Yi didn't look at the grass spikes and simply said one word: "Cure!"

Zhuo Qiaoniang looked at her husband gratefully, her eyes red again.

The old man looked at them, shook his head slightly, and said: "You guys are really blind. What did you buy such a maid for? She is in poor health and is so seriously ill. I'm afraid the money just for her treatment will be enough to buy her again."

What a good servant." As he said this, he picked up a pen and wrote down a prescription, handed it to Leng Yi, took it to the counter and paid for the medicine, one of which was left to suffer in the drug store.

At this time, I heard someone shouting loudly at the door of the drug store: "I... am not drunk! Let's... drink... a few more cups!"

As they were talking, a strong man helped another big man and staggered in. The man being supported was drunk and smelled of alcohol. He dragged the man who was supporting him, staggering around, knocking over the stool.

Knocking down the patients waiting for treatment. The people treating patients in the pharmacy frowned and ducked back.

The big man who was supporting him smiled and said to the old man: "I'm really sorry. My friend was drunk and vomited. He felt very uncomfortable. Sir, is there any medicine that can help him sober up? Sober him up, otherwise, he won't be able to recover.

Home."

The old doctor said: "Yes, yes, help him over there and sit down, and I will give him medicine right now."

Leng Yi looked at the drunkard on the side, frowned, and said to Zhuo Qiao Niang: "You carry Cao Sui to the kitchen. It's so warm. Seeing how cold she is, she needs to be warmed up quickly!" Zhuo Qiao Niang said.

Nodding, he carried Caosui into the kitchen in the backyard where he was cooking medicine.

Leng Yi took out another piece of silver and handed it to Mr. Dong: "Sir, please help me buy a pair of thick clothes for this child. She is too thin!"

Master Dong took the silver and went out.

The man supported the drunkard and stumbled towards Leng Yi. Just when he was about to knock down Leng Yi, the man supporting him seemed to pull away from Leng Yi who was blocking the way and grabbed his arm. At the same time, the drunkard's sleeve

In the cage, half of the gloomy knife tip was exposed, stabbing Leng Yi's heart silently!
Chapter completed!