Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

The sale of slaves in other countries is allowed in the laws of the Xia Kingdom, since it is the blacksmith who teaches his own slaves, Yi Ziqian should not take care of it.But he heard that the whip hit every inch of the flesh, and it should be a scene of blood foam flying everywhere. The slave didn't say a word, and he was considered a tough guy with strong bones.

Yi Ziqian felt a little admiration for this slave.

The whipping was still going on, and the blacksmith yelled: "Let you run, damn it, I spent half of my money to buy such a useless ugly thing like you, I will beat you to death!"

The whip hit a hard object, it should be the blacksmith hitting the slave's bone, which made the slave groan in pain.

Blacksmith Li was a little tired from the beating. After resting for a while, he kicked the slave hard on the stomach, and threatened viciously: "Did you hear that, I will chop your whole body into pieces later and feed it to the dogs! "

Yi Ziqian couldn't listen anymore. He was a modern man after all. In his eyes, slaves were also human beings, not domestic animals that could be slaughtered at will.

This man became a slave, and he was at the end of his rope. When he was in despair, the blacksmith beat him and scolded him, how could he not let others live.

He could no longer just stand by and yelled: "Stop!" and was about to walk into the courtyard.

Chun'er hurriedly stopped her, saying: "Your Majesty can't do it, if the blood in this courtyard is bloody, it will dirty your eyes."

Regardless of her obstruction, Yi Ziqian came to the yard and saw a man with disheveled hair tied to a big tree by a blacksmith with iron chains.

Chun'er was worried about Mr. Lang, so she also followed. Seeing a half-naked man tied to the tree, she covered her eyes and screamed, and ran out.

Blacksmith Li was also taken aback. Seeing that it was Yi Jiashiro, he hurriedly threw away the bloody whip, flatteringly said: "Mr. Silang..."

He looked at the dying slave again, and said, "If you have something to say, you might as well go out and say it."

Yi Ziqian glanced at the miserable-looking man, who could only be seen from the vague ups and downs of his chest that he was still alive.

He saw that Li Tiejiang was dark and honest, how could he be so ruthless, and said coldly: "What is the origin of this slave?"

Li Tiejiang couldn't afford to offend Yi's family in Minzhou, so he respectfully said to Yi Ziqian, "A few days ago, a slave trader came to Minzhou, and I bought a strong and strong slave from him. A slave of Yaoguo. Originally, this slave was strong and should be sold well, but because the scars on his face are too scary, he was saved until the end."

"I saw the scar on his face, it was scary, but the price was really cheap, so I bought it. But the slave was very proud, and he looked vicious and dishonest, so he ran away every day. A few days ago I tied his legs with an iron lock, and he somehow managed to break through the iron lock and run away. Fortunately, I starved him a few times before he fainted from hunger on the way, so I caught him back.”

After hearing this, Yi Ziqian nodded and remained silent.

He slowly walked towards the blood-stained person, seeing that he was battered and bloody, and there was almost no good flesh on his body, which was pitiful.

Blacksmith Li wanted to stop him, and said: "Your Majesty, it's very dirty, don't stain your clothes."

Yi Ziqian walked up to the slave and said, "I want you, are you willing to go with me?"

He had thought about it, if he wanted to save this slave, he had to buy him. According to the laws of the Xia Kingdom, once a free person was registered as a slave, unless he made meritorious service in the war, he would be a slave for the rest of his life and could not be turned over.

Even if a slave is bought and released by a well-meaning buyer, he is still a slave, and if he is captured by the government, he will still be sold as a slave.

After finishing speaking, the slave lowered his motionless head before he reacted.

He vaguely heard a voice, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of white boots.

The slave thought it was the blacksmith's guest, and heard his screams in the front yard, and came to see him to mock him.I thought to myself, isn't everyone in the Xia Kingdom like this, don't they treat slaves as human beings?

He raised his head, his eyes were contemptuous and dismissive at first, but when he saw Yi Ziqian's face, his breath stagnated.

And Yi Ziqian stared at him, through the blood stains, found that this slave had a pair of beautiful eyes, stretched out his hand, trying to brush away the blood-coagulated black hair that stood in front of those eyes.

The slave was startled and wanted to hide, and even gained the strength to struggle.

Seeing that Yi Ziqian was so courageous, Li Tiejiang was not afraid of being bitten by this tricky slave, he had suffered a lot before.He couldn't help but exclaimed and reminded: "Mr. Lang, be careful that that tricky slave hurts you."

Seeing that the slave was just struggling and didn't mean to hurt him, Yi Ziqian boldly pulled his hair back behind his ear, revealing his complete face.

The slave had nowhere to hide, and still refused to raise his eyes, just staring at the bloody whip on the ground.

He didn't care about his appearance, even if he was disfigured, in his opinion, the wounds he received on the battlefield were honors and meritorious deeds, not embarrassing, but in front of the young man, he felt ashamed and extremely ugly.

The boy's fingertips were soft and cool, with a scent of medicine, he stroked his face and said, "You must have been a good-looking person before."

After hearing this, the slave raised his eyes and saw that his eyes seemed to be filled with lake water, rippling with boundless moonlight, soft to the bottom of his heart.

In the atrium of sparse shadows and moonflowers, the orchid and bamboo are more beautiful than Jun, but they can't compare with a plain sentence.

He didn't dare to nod easily in response to the boy.He had a premonition in his heart that if he agreed to go with him, even if he was invincible in golden armor, he would be defeated in front of this person.

"I don't force it, just ask for the last time, will you come with me?"

The man is still thinking, he is not cruel and cold, but the battlefield is ruthless, kindness and gentleness cannot be used to save his life, and gradually he becomes hard-hearted.But if he stays beside such a gentle young man, I'm afraid that his heart will gradually become soft.

But deep down in his heart, he is greedy for this weakness.He was invincible, he was defeated, and finally nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Yi Ziqian also smiled.

When he saw the slave's appearance just now, he was indeed taken aback, but he kept his face down and suppressed the surprise.

This person's face was burned too severely, the right half of his face was severely burned, almost rotten skin and flesh, only the left half of his face could be seen, and he couldn't help but think back to a friend from the past, his face was also burned, he was so cheerful in the past, He never dared to go out again, and even dared not open the curtains at home.

Although his family tried every means to persuade and take care of him, he still couldn't figure it out, and finally went to a dead end and committed suicide by cutting his wrists.

Modern people regard people with defective appearance as aliens, let alone ancient times.

In the end, Yi Ziqian bought the slave from Blacksmith Li at double the price.

Taking the money Yi Ziqian gave him, Blacksmith Li couldn't help but drive away one troublesome guy, and he could still use the money to buy two more slaves as he wished.

Outside the hospital, Chun'er was worried, clutching her handkerchief, fearing that the blood mist would contaminate her husband's sick body. Seeing that he had finally come out, she hurried up to greet him, but saw a staggering man in ragged clothes behind Yi Ziqian, hesitantly said: "Lang Jun, what are you doing, bought that slave from Yao Kingdom?"

"Well, where is the carriage?"

The slave's hair was loose, and it was dark again. Chun'er couldn't tell that he looked abnormal, but smelled a pungent bloody smell. She frowned and covered her nose, and said, "Mr. Lang, behind that tree."

Yi Ziqian nodded, and the three of them walked to the carriage. He raised the curtain and glanced at the crumbling slave behind him, gritting his teeth.Thinking that this person has been hungry for several days and received a whipping, but he can still walk, so he said: "Come up."

Chun'er was startled, and said: "No, sir, how can such a lowly person ride in the same car with you."

Yi Ziqian said: "He has been whipped and hasn't eaten a few good meals. In addition to his physical injuries, he is already struggling. I just bought a slave for two gold. I can't just buy it." Let him die on the road."

Chun'er heard that the reason was justified and couldn't refute it, so she said with a sigh of relief: "Then the gentleman will ride with this slave, the space in the carriage is small, Chun'er can accompany you on the ground."

Yi Ziqian laughed and said, "Follow you."

The slave struggled for a long time but couldn't climb into the carriage, so Yi Ziqian pulled him up.

Chun'er stood aside, seeing in her eyes, seeing that her husband did not dislike the slave, and even helped him, a little jealous and angry, pouted and whispered: "It looks like a skinny, weak and sickly person, and can't do much. Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted man from my family."

The slave wanted to say thank you to Yi Ziqian with a hoarse voice, but then he thought that his current status was really unnecessary, so he sat in the carriage silently.

The space inside the carriage is small and the layout is simple, the slave carefully saw the family crest hanging outside the carriage, it was the divine bird Gale of the Shanye Yi family.Shanye is a noble family, but judging from the young man's clothes, they are not considered extravagant, so he should belong to the lower branch of the Yi family.

When the slave sat on the soft couch, his tense muscles had to be relaxed, but what followed was the suffocating darkness that almost made him faint and collapse.

But he was determined, unwilling to show weakness, and forcibly survived.

However, Yi Ziqian carefully noticed his abnormality, and saw that he was stumbling around, and couldn't even sit still.He quickly stepped forward to support him, and poured a cup of tea from the small table in the carriage.

The man wanted to catch it and drink it himself, but he couldn't even raise his hand.

Yi Ziqian frowned and said, "Don't be brave."

After finishing speaking, he pointed the mouth of the cup at his dry and bloody lips, and carefully fed it in.

The water was like a sweet spring, pouring into his veins, re-moisturizing his withered body.

Seeing that he was better, Yi Ziqian fed him another cup.

The man regained his mind and woke up, but found himself lying in the arms of the young man, which was really embarrassing.Trying to sit upright, looking back at the boy's light blue silk, it was indeed stained a lot.

Yi Ziqian didn't care, and said, "Is it better?"

The man turned his face away and said nothing.

Yi Ziqian put down the teacup and said, "I haven't asked your name yet?"

After hearing this, the man was silent for a long time, and only replied, "Ah Qing."

Yi Ziqian heard that his voice was as calm as a stone, and his accent was formal and elegant. He probably came from a wealthy family and suffered misfortune to get here.

He murmured: "Aqing, Ahqing, it's an interesting name. Since I bought you, from today onwards, your life will be in my hands."

Ah Qing listened, and nodded indifferently. Although the boy saved him, he was grateful, but his life never belonged to anyone.

"At Yi's house, take good care of your injuries first, and when the injuries recover, I will arrange for you to do other things."

When the carriage arrived at Yi's mansion, Chun'er helped Yi Ziqian off the carriage, and the three of them came to the south chamber courtyard where Yi Ziqian lived.

Yi Ziqian said to Chun'er: "Call a few people to clean up the vacant room and prepare some new clothes for Ah Qing to wear. In addition, I need to get a basin of hot water."

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Modified according to a little angel's suggestion