contract slave

"This year's tribute seems to be a lot worse." Shen Ruchang sat at the head and said to Shen Hao.

Shen Hao raised his head and looked at his father, and said in a low voice: "Father, you also know that last winter, the university closed the mountain, and many pigs and sheep below froze to death, and caravans entering Sichuan were also blocked. One is that there are losses, and the other is that we can’t make it in time. Therefore, it’s inevitable that I didn’t collect all of them.”

"Your brothers are all in place. Only you are left." Shen Ruchang said.

Shen Hao didn't care too much, and said with a smile: "That's the elder brother and the second brother. They have the ability. I can't."

"Did you delay because of the Wulin League?" Shen Ruchang asked.

"Father is worrying too much." Shen Hao said with a smile, "Don't worry, father. The annual tribute from my side will be handed in before the end of the month. Grandpa will never blame us and underestimate us."

"En." Shen Ruchang nodded.

Shen Hao withdrew wisely.

Although it was early spring and March outside, it started to rain again, and it was cold and wet. Tang Ke waited outside for Shen Hao, and when he saw him come out, he went up to him: "Master..."

Shen Hao waved his hand and didn't speak.Tang Ke shut his mouth knowingly.The two of them went back to Haoran's house without a word. As soon as Duan Xiaohuo saw Shen Hao's expression, he knew that the Shen family was angry with Shen Hao again.

Duan Xiaohuo said angrily: "Brother, why bother to feel useless here. We, Haoranju, should move out as soon as possible!"

Tang Ke shouted: "What do you know? Haoranju moved out, to put it lightly, how and where?"

Duan Xiaohuo said aggrievedly: "How do I know? Don't you, Tang Ke, claim to be a wise multi-star? Why can't you even solve this matter?"

Tang Ke sighed: "Xiao Huo, do you know that this martial arts leader is not a simple person. The martial arts leader is always born from the children of the family. Not only depends on his own talent, but also relies on the power of the family behind him. The leader Now that he has been in office for only one year, if he moves out rashly, the martial arts world will not be turned upside down? Since ancient times, there are very few people who give charcoal in the snow, but there are many people who fall into trouble."

Shen Hao frowned and said: "Okay, Tang Ke. Xiao Huo is still young, so there is no need to explain to him. You all go out first, and I will be quiet..."

Shen Hao was very clear in his heart that the annual tribute was not due to the closure of the river due to heavy snow, but because of Jiang Bandits.But Huo Youyu and Tang Ke went out to suppress the bandits one after another, but they were all unsuccessful. If these gangsters could not be punished, the result would not be optimistic.

He sat behind the desk, looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him, and suddenly laughed.He laughed at himself for so many years, desperate to climb up and down, to build this narrow courtyard, to gain the useless reputation of the leader of the martial arts, to have a few loyal subordinates, but it turned out to be just a few gangsters, but He has been so trapped that he is at a loss and almost overturned.

The door of the study room opened and closed slightly.

Someone came in quietly.

Shen Hao frowned, and shouted at the man in the outer hall who was dressed in brown coarse cloth servant clothing: "Didn't you tell me to be alone for a while, you..." After he saw the person coming, the voice disappeared from his mouth.

"Master." Xiao Fang was holding a jade plate in his hand with a cup of hot tea on it, and was smiling warmly, "It's the villain's negligence. Do you want the villain to withdraw?"

It has been three or five days since Xiao Fang signed the prostitution contract, and Shen Hao has never cared about him, but Tang Shi would say a few words in Shen Hao's ear from time to time.

Now seeing Xiao Fang take off his flamboyant red robe and put on short coarse cloth clothes, he feels somewhat uncomfortable.

Xiao Fang's appearance can only be said to be ordinary, and his age of 30 can't make him compare with teenagers.It's just that he seems to have a monstrous temperament from the inside out, coupled with that tear mole, it makes people feel damp and greasy no matter how they look at it.Now wearing such ordinary clothes, the first word that came to Shen Hao's mind was, wronged...

"What tea?" Shen Hao asked.

"Changbai old ginseng tea, nourishing qi and nourishing the lungs, is the most suitable for the master." While speaking, Xiao Fang had already bowed over and put the tea in front of Shen Hao.His movements are smooth and skillful, as if he has served him for many years.

It's just that during this period, Xiao Fang never showed his hand once.Even after changing clothes, his hands were hidden under the sleeves like utensils that could not see the sun.

Shen Hao raised his hand, and lightly pressed Xiao Fang's right hand that was about to retract.Through the sleeve, he stroked lightly.It actually felt that Xiao Fang flinched almost imperceptibly.

Shen Hao suddenly laughed, he glanced sideways at Xiao Fang, and said, "Everyone knows that Xiao Fang's hand is one of the rarest things in the world."

"These are all fallacies of the world." Xiao Fang bowed his head respectfully, his hair was coiled up high, revealing a section of the back of his fair neck. Looking at it from Shen Hao's position, he felt soft and fragile, and he could take it off with just a pinch. Xiao Fang's life.

"A fallacy?" Shen Hao's smile deepened, "Then my sword is also a fallacy?"

"Master's sword deserves its name, but the villain's hand is exaggerated." Xiao Fang replied submissively.

"Really?" Shen Hao asked back, "Then I want to see what your hands look like. Xiao Fang, open your sleeves!"