Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Chapter 81 I don't know what is good or bad
Ever since Jiang Wenzheng heard the news of Jiang Zhiyi's disappearance, his brows had not been relaxed. Although he was calm on the surface, he was also anxious inside.

If something really happened to Ah Yi, how would he explain to his dead brother and sister-in-law?

When Ah Yi was just born, there was only a little bit, he could hold it with both hands, he took good care of him every day, pulling him up with feces and urine, he really couldn't accept what happened to Ah Yi.

"It will be fine, Ah Xuan has sent someone to look for it, hasn't he?"

It stands to reason that no one should know his and A Yi's identities, even Su Yuanyuan, he never revealed his details to her.

Could it be that the prince's party discovered it?

Jiang Wenzheng immediately denied this idea. If the prince's party finds out and kills him directly, there is 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 took her home, fearing that she would suffer from the exhaustion.

The home is still the same as when I left in the evening, but it is deserted, and even my words echo.

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 she was even paler than photo paper. Two lines of hot tears flowed from the face she had just wiped. Her voice was hoarse, and her voice was extremely weak when she opened her mouth.

"Has Ah Yi been abducted?"

In modern times, there are many human traffickers who specialize in abducting and selling children to those who cannot give birth to children in mountainous areas.

In ancient times, there was no legal protection, and this kind of thing was even more rampant.

Some kidnap and sell children as servants, some make them perform as performers, and there is another kind, which Su Yuanyuan dare not think about, that is to break off the hands and feet of children, put them on the street to beg, and use people's sympathy in exchange for benefits.

Jiang Wenzheng also had this guess in his mind. After watching Su Yuanyuan fall asleep, he went to West Market alone.

Compared to the prosperity in the south of the city, the West Market looks a bit dilapidated.

The West Market during the day and the West Market at night are basically different. During the day, the West Market is deserted. The places near the downtown area are mostly academies and teaching workshops, and some of them are blacksmith shops and carpentry shops. But at night, It will be a different scene near the west city gate.

The street girl, wearing thin clothes, leaned at the door of her house and stared at the man on the street, looking for her today's guest.

Most of them were combed in a slanted bun, with a few strands of hair hanging gently on the side of the face, looking charming and enchanting.

Jiang Wenzheng was wearing a black cloak, with a circle of fox fur around his neck. His deep eyes were cold, and his graceful and luxurious temperament made people look sideways.

There is a woman who wants to go to provoke her as if she is looking for death. She hasn't seen such a noble person for so long, so she can't seize the opportunity?Even being an outside room is very nice.

She only wore a pink apron inside, and she was covered with a layer of purple gauze outside. The makeup on her body was the cheapest kind, and 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, didn't even move, turned his head sideways and squinted at her.

"Young master, I have a sprained foot, can you rub it for me?"

Jiang Wenzheng's handsome face is incomparable to those potbellied middle-aged men she picked up in the past. Looking at it up close now, those deep eyes are like a pool of tranquility, which made her fall in love.

Jiang Wenzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his thin lips lightly, and slowly uttered a word, "Get lost."

The people passing by have long been familiar with this kind of scene. Seeing Jiang Wenzheng angrily scolding the street girl, they covered their mouths and giggled, what are they pretending? Isn't that what they came to this kind of place for?

The woman was also shameless, touching Jiang Wenzheng's chest lightly with her hand like a snake, and still laughing, what kind of innocence is this man pretending to say, "Sir, don't be angry, why don't you go to my slave's house and have a sip of tea? Calm down? "

As soon as she finished speaking, she flew a meter away in the next second.

The wooden crutch in Jiang Wenzheng's hand fell to the ground slowly, and his slender hands gently patted the dust off it. The crutch made by his wife is easy to use, and it is really easy to beat people.

The woman's eyes widened, and she looked at the expressionless man in disbelief.

The man looked at her contemptuously, the dim light only illuminated half of his face, and Amber's pupils were like animal pupils in the dark night.

She still wanted to stand up and continue pestering, but she was intimidated the moment she met Jiang Wenzheng's eyes. Why didn't she find him so scary just now?

Forget it, life is still important.

The woman snorted softly, got up on her own, and stood back in front of her house again, "Hmph, cripple, who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, I don't care about it anymore!"

Jiang Wenzheng didn't want to waste any more time, and walked straight to the depths.

He came to a restaurant. Although it was a restaurant on the surface, it was selling slaves inside.

It was at this place that Qingyi and Dongyuan were bought.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, a waiter came up to greet him. Jiang Wenzheng waved his hands lightly 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 down the side of his face, and the small eyes behind the lens shone shrewdly.

"Are the guests eating or staying at the hotel?"

Jiang Wenzheng took out two pieces of silver and put them on the counter, "Buy something."

The shopkeeper understood in an instant, and put the two pieces of silver into his sleeve with a smile. When he squinted his small eyes and looked at Jiang Wenzheng, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a bright smile appeared on his face, "It's you, the guest." ! Are those two servants okay to use it?"

The last time Jiang Wenzheng came here was still in a wheelchair, and he was quite impressed with Jiang Wenzheng. Although this man was dressed in ordinary clothes, he had the face of a nobleman, and his noble temperament could not be pretended.

Moreover, the woman behind him was also exceptionally beautiful, exuding a cool temperament all over her body, like a lotus in the rain, so his impression of Jiang Wenzheng was particularly deep.

He asked Xiao Er to lead Jiang Wenzheng to the backyard. Jiang Wenzheng nodded to thank him, and then slowly followed.

Compared with the front hall, the backyard is almost nothing.

It is better to say that it is a shed than a yard, covered with simple wooden boards, and nine wooden pillars spread out to support the roof.

There are cages covered with black cloth all around, and there are two guards at the door of each cage, one is the foreman, holding a short whip in his hand.

Jiang Wenzheng circled around, and his eyes were attracted by a cage in the deepest part. The cage was small, but it was tightly covered with black cloth, and there were four or five people guarding it, each with a short knife on his body.

It was the same person from last time who came to introduce Jiang Wenzheng. That person called himself Xu Fu, and Jiang Wenzheng knew that it was just a code name.

"What servant do you want to buy this time, young master?"

"Where is the new kid these two days?"

(End of this chapter)