Neither Cui Weizhen nor Ye Zhenzhen believed Zhang Yichen's lies, but it was not advisable to cause trouble when going out, so they chose to turn a blind eye to Zhang Yichen's lies.
It's just that Granny Zhuo obviously doesn't know how to read eyes.
It stands to reason that Ya Po is a well-rounded person, but I don't know if she has some backstage background, or is used to being domineering in Maocheng area, and she is actually a little ignorant and thick-headed.
When she heard Zhang Yichen's address to Cui Weizhen, her eyes instantly lit up. Her powdered face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, revealing her slightly yellowed teeth: "It turns out it's Mr. Uncle. This little woman has eyesight."
I am ignorant of Mount Tai and have disturbed your honorable master, so I should be punished. It just so happens that the young lady has purchased a lot of smart and capable maids on this trip. If I don't mind it, the young lady is willing to offer two maids to serve you."
As she spoke, she glanced outside, and soon a woman of similar age walked in with six neatly dressed women.
They are young, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate looks and timid looks. They are as uneasy as stray deer, which can easily arouse men's protective desire.
Although it is not a heavenly beauty, it still has a unique style.
What Aunt Zhuo was thinking was already known to Sima Zhao, and everyone on the road knew it.
Ye Zhenzhen was both angry and funny. Did this Aunt Zhuo treat her as a dead person? Pimping her husband in front of her was simply shameless.
However, there is no need to pay attention to such people. Only such short-sighted people would think that sending a few women can establish a relationship with the uncle's house.
But Cui Weizhen obviously had other ideas.
He showed unusual curiosity about this group of women and asked in a deep voice: "Have they ever been from good families?"
Aunt Zhuo perked up, thinking that the unknown uncle had fallen in love with this group of girls, and the smile on her face became more and more earnest: "Uncle, you have good taste. These girls are all from good families. Say
It's not an exaggeration to say that they are Xiaojiabiyu, but because the family suffered a disaster, they were sold by my father and brother. I bought these good girls after a long time of searching."
The girls who were talked about as goods lowered their heads one after another. Ye Zhenzhen could even see a string of crystal tears running across a certain girl's face and sinking into the dark brown wooden floor, which was not eye-catching at all.
Ye Zhenzhen's mood suddenly became heavy.
Cui Weizhen frowned slightly: "Are they all from Mingzhou?"
Aunt Zhuo continued to say with a smile: "I am from Mingzhou. Last year, there was a flood in Mingzhou. I don't know how many people were displaced. Even if the court provided disaster relief, it was just a drop in the bucket for ordinary people. Pawning and selling daughters has become a common thing."
phenomenon.”
It was obviously a human tragedy, but Aunt Zhuo showed no sympathy at all, and seemed to be happy to see the outcome. Zhang Yichen kept winking at her, but it was a pity that Aunt Zhuo was immersed in the dream of rising to greatness, and she didn't even think about it.
My son ignored him and ignored him.
Cui Weizhen's face finally turned cold.
Aunt Zhuo was frightened when she saw the whole process of his face change. Before the face change, this young uncle had a handsome and smooth appearance, as elegant and gentle as a green bamboo. But after the face change, his expression was cold and his eyes were cold.
It was cold and deep, completely indifferent and chilling, without any gentle and harmless atmosphere.
Aunt Zhuo was frightened and did not understand that this good uncle suddenly became filled with evil spirits.
Only then did she think of her partner Zhang Yichen, and she quickly looked at him, her eyes full of confusion. Zhang Yichen was also angry in his heart. You were so busy trying to flatter people, and now you finally think of him?
But after all, they were grasshoppers in the same boat. Zhang Yichen finally suppressed his displeasure and reminded: "Mother Zhuo, I have to respect you. This is Mr. Jing Ningbo, who is going to Mingzhou to take up the post of prefect. You are here I have disturbed your lord, why don't you confess your guilt quickly?"
Uncle Jing Ning!
It’s actually Uncle Jing Ning!
Even though she was far away in Maocheng, Aunt Zhuo was not unfamiliar with Jing Ning Bo's reputation, and...she looked at the beautiful lady standing next to Jing Ning Bo. If she guessed correctly, this lady should be equally famous. Mrs. Ningguo.
Well, this time she flattered the horse and offended two big shots.
Pimping Jing Ningbo in front of Mrs. Ning Guo... She had heard rumors about the love between the two nobles, and now she would definitely be resented by Mrs. Ning Guo.
What’s more, it’s rumored that Jing Ningbo loves the people like his own children and saved the lives of countless people during disaster relief in Mingzhou last year. Now she is selling people from Mingzhou and has hit his gun...
The more Mammy Zhuo thought about it, the more frightened she became. She was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and said, "Uncle, please forgive me. Madam, please forgive me. This little lady is fooled by lard, and that's why she committed stupid things." , you two adults have a lot of money, please spare the common people this time."
Regarding Aunt Zhuo kneeling down to beg for mercy, Cui Weizhen didn't even blink an eyelid, and sneered: "Ms. Zhuo is so courageous. Since Taizong, my court has suppressed the good and despised the low, and you have made a huge fortune for the country. Forcing a good girl to sell herself into slavery, do you really think that our law is just an excuse?"
"It's unjust. Uncle Mingjian, the little woman is really unjust."
Aunt Zhuo cried till she had runny nose and tears, and she kept arguing: "The little woman did not do anything to coerce her. It was the fathers and brothers of these girls who voluntarily sold their bodies to the little woman. This was done voluntarily by you and me." It's a business. Besides, if the little woman buys them, it's equivalent to saving their family!"
She wiped her tears again and again and looked at the six women who were already stunned, urging: "Tell me, why did I ever force you?"
Most of the girls remained silent, but a thin woman spoke solemnly: "Sir, what Aunt Zhuo said is true. The little girl's father is seriously ill and the family has no money to live on, so they can only sell the little girl for silver. .My daughter, my daughter signed and pledged it voluntarily."
Her tone was full of resignation and numbness, and she didn't seem to feel that there was anything to be resentful about being sold as a commodity by her father and brother. A woman followed her father at home and was never an independent individual. She seemed to have never had the consciousness of an independent person.
Ye Zhenzhen only felt sad.
She began to realize that women outside the capital were more bound by dogma than she thought.
If it is true what this woman said, they really can't do anything to Aunt Zhuo. After all, the court only prohibits bullying good people into inferiors, but it does not prohibit willing transactions.
She took a deep breath and turned her eyes to the remaining girls: "What about you? Did you also voluntarily sign and sign?"
The expressions of the remaining girls instantly became complicated.