After Princess Jiaojiao was reborn, the little general’s crematorium

Chapter 51 Finally Become a Slave
  "It's okay if you don't leave, then you don't have to live. There's no need for me to have trouble with Her Royal Highness the Princess over a dead man."

"Maybe you think this is unfair, but the fact is that I paid for you, and I also saved your life, so your life was given by me."

"If you want to stay here, you must stay here as a corpse. You make your own choice, I don't have time to waste here with you."

Fu Yanping dropped the words and got up to chase Helian Wenyu.

After taking a few steps, the little beggar's voice suddenly sounded from behind:

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you. But I have to go back and take a look at my home first..."

"Stop! You are my slave now, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, understand? If you want to come, follow me, or die. Don't negotiate terms with me, I don't have time."

Fu Yanping interrupted her impatiently. He was not the Holy Mother, let alone such a weak and inexperienced servant. Why should he accept the other party's conditions?

The little beggar was silent for a long time this time. When Fu Yanping was about to disappear from her sight, she finally let go of her last line of defense, gritted her teeth and shouted, "I'll go with you!"

Fu Yanping turned back and said, "Bring it here."

The little beggar was puzzled: "What?"

"silver."

"What money?" The little beggar pretended to be dumbfounded.

"You know it yourself, don't challenge my patience."

Fu Yanping could no longer see Helian Wenyu's figure, so naturally it was impossible for him to show any good looks to the little beggar.

He still remembers that this little guy was playing tricks on himself in the drug store.

The little beggar forced himself to put away the tears that had overflowed from his eyes, and shouted with a cry: "Don't go too far! This is the money I earned by my own skills, why should I give it to you?"

"Your mother sold you to me. So everything about you belongs to me. If you have any questions, go to your mother."

"You don't have to hand it over. I can have these pieces of silver buried with you when the time comes. Do you understand?"

The little beggar clenched his fists and still couldn't hold back his tears. He collapsed and shouted angrily:
  "You're going too far. You nobles don't need these few taels of silver at all. What's wrong with leaving a few taels of silver for me?"

"Are you allowed to do evil in this world, rich in fish and meat, but we, the untouchables at the bottom, are not allowed to have a way out or a little money?"

This is not fair!

The nobles casually took out a hundred taels of silver or even gold, while the poor had only a few copper plates in total.

Our origins are not determined by our birth, so why should we deserve to be so different?

The little beggar's hysteria did not resonate with Fu Yanping, and he could only hear him saying coldly: "If everyone could get justice by screaming like you, then there would be no such thing as justice and evil in this world. "

Fu Yanping has never advertised himself as a good person, because the first person to die in troubled times was the Virgin Mary.

He sympathizes with these people at the bottom, but that doesn't mean he has an obligation to do something for these people.

If everyone is pitiful and someone else comes to save him, then why didn't anyone come to save him during his darkest period?
  The little beggar's eyes were still red, and he didn't know if he had listened to his words.

But Fu Yanping didn't need to think about this. He turned around and left to pursue his future wife.

The little beggar was stunned. Luo Zhoubai had already stepped forward and said, "Do you want to live or die?"

The little beggar dug his nails into his flesh in humiliation, carefully and reluctantly took out the fifty taels of silver from his sleeves, arms, and even the soles of his shoes, and presented them to him with both hands.

Luo Zhoubai shook his head and said, "Not enough."

The Chu family was a noble family, so how could they issue a reward for only fifty taels of silver? The little beggar finally collapsed, his veins popped out, and he shouted: "What else do you want? I have given all the money to you."

"Master Fu bought you, then you are Master Fu's slave and the private property of the Fu family. So not only the money you just earned must be handed over, but your original property must also be handed over."

The little beggar gritted his teeth in humiliation, raised his head, and wanted to engrav this guy into his mind forever, and roared in a low voice:
  "Why? Even if my mother sold me, it would only be for ten taels of silver. I have already given out fifty taels of silver. Isn't that enough?"

"General Fu said that the ten taels of silver are just a deposit." Luo Zhoubai added.

"The money is not enough, why should I go with you?"

He was not as patient with outsiders as Fu Yanping, so he just smiled and began to clean the knife without saying a word.

Luo Zhoubai, as the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards of the Imperial Palace, naturally could not use ordinary swords.

The iron cold front emits a chill under the refraction of the sun, leaving no doubt that it is sharp enough to blow and break hair.

The little beggar also understood clearly that it was impossible to get through today, so he could only humiliatingly groping all over his body, and finally took out the last three copper coins, his teeth bleeding from his teeth: "Here you go!"

Luo Zhoubai didn't mind the small amount, but said doubtfully, "You're not hiding anything, are you?"

The little beggar's tears had dried up and he said stiffly: "No more. If you don't believe me, search for it yourself!"

Luo Zhoubai said with a smile: "How could I not believe you? If you say it's not there, then it must be gone. Let's go and take you to the Fu Mansion."

The little beggar nodded, looked towards home for the last time, and bowed three times before leaving.

Luo Zhoubai rarely interrupted her.

The Qiankun Palace on the other side was not peaceful at this time.

"Is this really true?" Helian Jingxi angrily overturned the table in front of him.

Chunhua clasped her hands into fists, not daring to breathe:
  "Xu Weian carried hypnotic powder with him. After hypnotizing the slave, he took out the key from the slave and opened the cell door."

"Then he escaped from prison with the hypnotic powder."

"Trash!" Helian Jingxi said angrily, "So many people were killed by a bag of hypnotic powder. Is my prison a place where others can come and leave as they please?"

"Check! Go to Xu's house immediately to check. If you are still alive, you will see the person, and if you are dead, you will see the body."

"Yes." The guard resigned after accepting the order.

After explaining the cause and effect of the incident, Chunhua left Qiankun Palace smoothly, but her heart was full of sorrow.

That guy Xu Weian, maybe he can stay in prison until His Majesty can spare his life. Since he chose to escape from prison, there is no chance of survival.

What is he planning?

And what he said would be the surprise by the bridge in the west of the city tonight?

She was puzzled and sat at the door of the eldest princess's mansion waiting for His Highness to come back.

Seeing that the sun was setting in the west and His Highness had not been seen yet, I couldn't help but feel a little worried, but when I thought of Fu Yanping and Tuo Zhoubai being there, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The sun was sinking, dyeing the entire sky a brilliant golden yellow.

For some reason, her right eyelid twitched, and Xu Weian's figure lingered in her mind.

"Let's go to the west side of the city and have a look."

(End of this chapter)