The most arrogant in history

"Oh my god, Jiaojiao's father killed his own mother?" Ye Kun was shocked.

After thinking about it, Ye Kun rode his horse and took Qin Chou straight to Ya City.

Yashi is a place for buying and selling livestock, and also a place where poor families sell their children.

Sometimes, the government would bring the daughters of criminals here to sell them.

In a corner of the Yashi market, there is a two-foot-high earthen platform with an area of ​​ten feet square.

The platform was crowded with people, all pointing and talking.

On the earthen platform, there were three girls standing, with straw stuck in their heads and palm-sized wooden signs hanging on their chests with prices written on them.

The tavern owner's daughter, Jiaojiao, stood in the middle, with a sign on her chest that read: Always.

It seems that Jiaojiao is beautiful, but the price is quite high.

Because beautiful girls can be sold to brothels to entertain customers and make money.

Jiaojiao had messy hair, a dazed look in her eyes, dry and peeling lips, and she looked blankly at the crowd below the stage.

Having fallen to this point, no matter how charming and beautiful a girl you are, you are no different from an animal, to be picked and slaughtered by anyone.

The audience in the audience were all pointing and talking:

"Why is Jiaojiao so expensive? Is it because of her pretty face, or because of her big butt so she can have a son when she gets home?"

An old man chuckled and said, "This kind of stuff would cost fifteen copper coins a night if sold to a brothel."

In front of the earthen platform, there were two young and thin figures, they were the little beggar brother and sister San'er and Ping'er.

San'er cried with snot and tears all over his face. He looked at Jiaojiao and shouted, "Sister Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you? Why did you want to be sold?"

Jiaojiao shed tears, shook her head and cried:

"San'er, go ahead and wait in front of my tavern. Maybe that kind guest will come and take you back. Then you won't starve to death..."

San'er and Ping'er cried together, "Sister, we won't leave. We'll stay here with you."

Just then, Ye Kun arrived on horseback.

When Jiaojiao saw Ye Kun, her eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

One tael of silver is too expensive.

Ordinary people won’t buy it.

Nowadays, you can pick up young girls fleeing famine just walking on the street. Who would still spend money to buy a woman?

Jiaojiao was brought to the dental market early in the morning, but she didn't buy anything.

There were several owners of brothels waiting in the audience, waiting for their prices to be reduced.

"Jiaojiao, what's going on?"

Ye Kun rode his horse to the front of the stage, dismounted, and jumped onto the earthen platform.

Jiaojiao trembled all over and fell to her knees: "Sir...save me."

"Don't be impatient. Take your time."

Ye Kun helped Jiaojiao up.

Jiaojiao wiped her tears and whispered:

"It was my great uncle, my granduncle, who was plotting to take over my family's property and framed my father, saying that my father poisoned my grandmother... My father has been imprisoned and I'm afraid he will be beheaded."

The crowd in the audience also murmured:

"Yes, Ma Fugui is a loyal and honest man, and he is very filial to his mother. How could he poison her?"

"He must have been framed."

"It's a pity for this beautiful daughter."

Ye Kun looked around and said to the officer beside him, "Ma Jiaojiao, I bought it."

thump!

Jiaojiao knelt down again after hearing this:

"Brother, I will repay you. I can make wine, sell wine and do accounts. I can also spin yarn and do rough labor..."

Being bought by Ye Kun is much better than being sold to a brothel.

Because the girls in the brothels were only useful for about a year. After a year, they were usually sick and died.

Even if he doesn't die, he can no longer receive guests and can only do odd jobs every day. In the end, he will be kicked out and left to fend for himself.

The official took the silver and grinned:

"You really know what you are talking about. She's still a virgin! She has a pretty face and a big butt. It won't be a problem for her to give birth to a son when she gets home."

Ye Kun rolled his eyes, pulled the straw off Jiaojiao's head, took off the wooden sign, and was about to take Jiaojiao away.

"Brother, please buy us too!"

On the platform, the two women on the left and right knelt down.

These two were concubines of wealthy families, about eighteen or nineteen years old. Because the wealthy family committed a crime, they were sold by the government.

Those who can become concubines are generally not ugly, but young and pretty, and only then will they be brought to the market for trading.

If the person is old or ugly, no one would want him even if you paid for him, let alone sell him.

"What are your names and what's the situation?"

Ye Kun looked at the tags on the chests of the two men. They were very cheap, only four hundred coins each.

"My name is Liu Hongyu."

"My name is Jia Xinghua."

The two women hurriedly introduced themselves and kowtowed repeatedly.

“We bought them together.”

Ye Kun paid the bill and left the stage with the three women.

The audience was all cheering: "Hey, who is this young man? He bought three concubines at once. How generous!"

Qin Chou was also shocked and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Dalang, can you support so many concubines you bought?"

"I'm not eating your food, is it your business?"

Ye Kun stared, then looked at the two pitiful beggars: "What are your names, both of you?"

San'er and Ping'er knelt down together: "Uncle, you said you would take us home, we have been waiting for you. My name is San'er, and my sister's name is Ping'er..."

"Get up."

Ye Kun nodded and said to Qin Chou, "Brother Qin Chou, take these two children with you. I will take them back to raise them."

"Brother Dalang, are you crazy?" Qin Chou widened his eyes.

Jiaojiao on the side was so moved that she burst into tears and hugged Ping'er in her arms.

Ye Kun led everyone away from Ya City.

At the corner of the street, Ye Kun jumped off his horse and called Ma Jiaojiao:

"Jiaojiao, get on my horse, I'll take you to the county government office to ask about your father's case. If I can help, I'll rescue your father."

When Jiaojiao heard this, her eyes turned red and she was about to kneel down again.

"Don't kneel, go do your business first."

Ye Kun didn't say anything, he carried Ma Jiaojiao onto the horse like a princess, and then he rode on as well.

I also brought two small jars of soybean paste.

Qin Chou and others waited on the spot.

Arriving at the county government office, Ye Kun bribed the gatekeeper with twenty copper coins:

"I am the sworn brother of County Lieutenant Shangguan. I would like to see County Magistrate Liu and County Assistant Magistrate Wang to give them a small gift. Please inform them."

The soldier said, "The county magistrate is not here, only the county magistrate is here. I will take you to see him."

Money can make the world go round.

Ye Kun entered the county government office smoothly and met the county magistrate, Lord Wang.

The county magistrate is under the county magistrate, which is equivalent to the deputy county magistrate or secretary general in later generations. He is responsible for all documents in the county government.

Ye Kun introduced himself, presented one or two taels of silver, and also gave the county magistrate some soybean paste, asking him to taste it.

County Magistrate Wang dipped the dried meat in soybean paste, took a bite, savored it slowly, and then praised it endlessly, saying with a smile:

"Are you Ye Dalang, the sworn brother of Shangguan County Magistrate and the tiger-hunting captain of Caomiao Village? I've heard of your name for a long time. This sauce tastes really good. How do you make it? Teach me quickly."

Ye Kun smiled: "This is not easy to make. I used 24 kinds of precious herbs, carefully selected soybeans, broad beans and mung beans, and made it after 81 days of preparation. If you want the formula, I can tell you..."

In order to protect the patent, Ye Kun deliberately lied and described the process as extremely complicated.

What twenty-four kinds of precious herbs? Not even a single hair!