Ever since Jiang Wenzheng learned the news that Jiang Zhiyi was missing, his brows had not relaxed. Although he was calm on the surface, he was also furious inside.
If something really happened to Ayi, how would he explain it to his dead brother and sister-in-law?
When Ayi was first born, he only had a small amount that he could hold with his two hands. He took good care of him every day and stretched him out like shit. He really couldn't accept any accidents happening to Ayi.
"It'll be fine. Ah Xuan has already sent someone to look for him, hasn't he?"
Logically speaking, no one should know his and Ayi's identities. Even Su Yuanyuan, he had never revealed his details to her.
Could it be that the prince's party discovered it?
Jiang Wenzheng immediately rejected this idea. If the prince's party found out, he would just kill him and silence him. There was no need to keep him.
After searching until late at night, Su Yuanyuan's body couldn't hold on any longer and her emotions were on the verge of collapse.
Jiang Wenzheng was afraid that she would be in bad health, so he took her home.
The home is still the same as when I left in the evening, but it is deserted and even the voices are echoed.
Jiang Wenzheng sat by the bed and wiped Su Yuanyuan's hands and face with a towel.
Su Yuanyuan's skin was fair, and now it was as pale as photographic paper. Two more lines of tears shed on her face that she had just wiped. Her throat became hoarse. When she opened her mouth, her voice was extremely weak.
"Has Ayi been kidnapped?"
In modern times, there are many human traffickers who specialize in abducting children and selling them to people in mountainous areas who cannot give birth to children.
In ancient times, without legal protection, this kind of thing became even more rampant.
Some kidnapped and sold children as servants, some made them perform as entertainers, and another, which Su Yuanyuan didn't dare to think about, was to break the children's hands and feet and put them on the street to beg, using people's sympathy in exchange for profits.
Jiang Wenzheng also had this guess in his mind. After watching Su Yuanyuan fall asleep, he went to the West Market alone.
Compared with the prosperity in the south of the city, the West Market seems a bit rundown.
The West Market during the day is completely different from the West Market at night. During the day, the West Market is deserted. Most of the places near the downtown area are academies and workshops, and further in there are blacksmith shops and carpentry shops. But at night,
The scene near the West Gate will be completely different.
The woman standing on the street, wearing thin clothes, leaned at the door of her house and stared at the men on the street, looking for her guest today.
Most of them wore their hair in side buns, with a few strands of hair hanging gently on the sides of their faces, making them look charming and enchanting.
Jiang Wenzheng wore a large black cloak, with a circle of fox fur around his neck. His deep eyes were cold, and his elegant and noble temperament made people look at him.
There is a woman who is looking for death and insists on going forward to provoke him. It has been so long since she has seen such a noble person. How can she seize the opportunity? Even becoming an outlaw is very good.
She only wore a pink bellyband underneath, and a layer of purple gauze on the outside. The makeup on her body was the cheapest kind. Even before she got 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 froze and didn't even move. He turned his head and looked at her sideways.
"Sir, my foot is sprained. Can you help me rub it?"
Jiang Wenzheng's handsome face was incomparable to the potbellied middle-aged men she had met in the past. Looking at it from a close distance, her deep eyes were like a still pool, and she couldn't help but fall in love with him.
Jiang Wenzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his thin lips slightly, and slowly uttered one word, "Get out."
People passing by were already familiar with this kind of scene. Seeing Jiang Wenzheng angrily scolding the street girl, they all covered their mouths and snickered. What are you pretending to do? Isn't that the reason for coming to a place like this?
The woman was equally shameless, touching Jiang Wenzheng's chest gently with her hands like a snake, and also laughed playfully, why is this man pretending to be innocent, "Master, don't be angry, why don't you go to the slave's house and have a sip of tea to calm down?"
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As soon as she finished speaking, her body flew one meter away in the next second.
The wooden crutch in Jiang Wenzheng's hand slowly fell to the ground, and his slender hand gently patted away the dust on it. The crutch made by his wife was very easy to use, and it was very easy to hit people.
The woman's eyes widened and she looked at the expressionless man in disbelief.
The man looked at her with contempt, the dim light only illuminated half of his face, and his amber pupils were like those of an animal in the dark night.
She wanted to stand up and continue to pester him, but the moment she met Jiang Wenzheng's eyes, she was intimidated. Why didn't she find him so scary just now?
Forget it, life is still important.
The woman snorted softly, got up and stood in front of her house again, "Humph, you stinky cripple, you don't know what is good, I don't care about it anymore!"
Jiang Wenzheng didn't want to waste any more time and walked directly towards the depths.
He came to a restaurant. Although it was a restaurant on the surface, there was a slave-trading business inside.
It was here that Qingyi and Dongyuan were bought.
As soon as he entered the restaurant, a waiter came to greet him. Jiang Wenzheng waved his hand gently and walked straight to the counter.
The shopkeeper is a lean middle-aged man, with a transparent round lens on one eye, a long thin chain hanging from the side of his face, and the small eyes behind the lens shine with a shrewd light.
"Does the guest want to eat or stay in a hotel?"
Jiang Wenzheng took out two pieces of broken silver and put them on the counter, "Buy something."
The shopkeeper understood instantly and put the two pieces of silver into his sleeves with a smile. When he narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Wenzheng, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a bright smile appeared on his face, "It's you, my guest."
!Are those two slaves okay to use?"
The last time he came here, Jiang Wenzheng was still sitting in a wheelchair. He was also quite impressed by Jiang Wenzheng. Although this man was dressed in ordinary clothes, he had the face of a noble man. He couldn't fake that noble temperament.
Moreover, the woman behind him was also extremely beautiful, exuding a cool temperament, like a clear lotus in the rain, so he had a particularly deep impression on Jiang Wenzheng.
He asked the waiter to lead Jiang Wenzheng to the backyard. Jiang Wenzheng nodded and thanked him and followed slowly.
The backyard is simply too big compared to the front hall.
It's more like a shed than a yard. It's covered with simple wooden boards, and nine wooden pillars are spread out to support the roof.
There are cages covered with black cloth all around, and there are two people guarding the door of each cage. One of them is the foreman, holding a short whip in his hand.
Jiang Wenzheng circled around, and his eyes were attracted to a cage in the deepest part. The cage was small, but it was tightly covered with black cloth. There were four or five people guarding it, and each of them was equipped with a short knife.
The same person from last time came to introduce him to Jiang Wenzheng. He called himself Xu Fu. Jiang Wenzheng knew that it was just a code name.
