Ming politicians

Two carriages arrived in half an hour.

The dilapidated earthen wall house was covered with straw. After entering, there was a wooden plank in the main room, on which lay Wang Dazhi's dead father. His face was covered with a white cloth. A very haggard woman with dull eyes. Sitting in the main room, his eyes were red and swollen, probably from tears.

Beside the woman, there were a few women sitting, probably ready to help or comfort her.

The deceased is the oldest. After Su Tiancheng entered, according to the rules, he knelt down respectfully and kowtowed.

The woman was awakened, and Wang Dazhi and Wang Furong hurried to the two sides of the board, and knelt down to salute.

In such a scene, there is nothing to say, this family is indeed unable to maintain, the family has no land, even if Wang Dazhi has great ability, there is nothing he can do.

Su Tiancheng took out ten taels of silver from his body and handed it to Wang Dazhi.

"Haosheng buried his father and put him in peace. You have a good body. From now on, this family will depend on you."

Before Su Tiancheng could say anything else, the woman walked over tremblingly and knelt down for Su Tiancheng.

"Master, my child is very obedient. It is her blessing to be in the master's house. No matter what you do, the master will take care of you. I kowtow to you."

Su Tiancheng was a little flustered, and quickly helped the woman up.

"Auntie, don't do this, I just came to see, you misunderstood."

The woman couldn't believe it. She thought that this was the money her daughter sold herself in exchange for. This young man was so straightforward, he took out ten taels of silver right away, and came to worship at home. Such a good man Too few, my daughter will not suffer too much grievance if she can go to such a home.

"Mother, Mr. Su is here to see, there is no other meaning."

Wang Furong also walked to the woman's side, supported her, blushed and spoke in a low voice.

"Mother, the young master took pity on our family, so he came here to see."

The woman couldn't believe it, she looked at Su Tiancheng, there was no such thing as pie in the sky.

"Auntie, I really came to see you, don't think too much, just get things done quickly, the Chinese New Year is coming soon..."

The woman pulled her son and daughter together, talking, and told them both to kneel down, and she knelt down too.

"Master, you are a good person. My children have suffered with me, and the family has nothing. If the master is so kind, they will follow you from now on. I beg you to take them in."

When Su Tiancheng and Su Ertong went to pull the woman again, the woman was determined not to get up.

"Okay, I promise, you get up quickly."

Seeing that Su Tiancheng agreed, the woman finally got up.

"Wang Dazhi, after finishing the business, come directly to the Su Mansion in the prefectural city and work as a nursing home in the Su Mansion."

Su Tiancheng didn't say anything about Wang Furong, so it's hard for him to.

After saying this, Su Tiancheng planned to leave, and Wang Dazhi had a holiday, so this time was special enough.

The woman insisted that Wang Dazhi send the benefactor off.

The carriage was still waiting outside Wang Dazhi's house.

There were already some people around, all looking at the carriage, when Su Tiancheng was about to get on the carriage, seeing the clothes and eyes of these people, he felt his heart tremble.

Several women in Wang Dazhi's house also came out at this time, whispering to everyone, looking at Su Tiancheng while talking, as if they had some expectations.

"Wang Dazhi, what's going on? Did the village suffer a disaster?"

"Master, the village has been hit by disasters for the past two years. I only found out after I came back. There is a personal market at the east end of the village. Some villagers have no choice but to sell their sons and daughters there. I took my sister to Fucheng, if I hadn't met Young Master, I would have been arrested by the government."

Su Tiancheng couldn't believe that there was a crowd of people in a place less than ten miles away from Fucheng.

The so-called people's market is actually a place where people are sold. After a disaster year or a large-scale famine, farmers can no longer survive and have to sell their children and daughters. Generally, people's markets are located in villages, county towns or government offices. Ya, there will be no crowds, and the government will not allow such a situation to happen, so as not to make yourself look bad.

Su Tiancheng didn't go back immediately, and told the coachman to go directly to Renshi to have a look.

Wang Dazhi also insisted on accompanying him, even though Su Tiancheng asked Wang Dazhi to go back to Cao for the funeral.

In fact, when Su Tiancheng left, the Wang family was already busy. Once they had money, they could do things. In such a situation at home, it was impossible to make a big deal. A funeral would take one to two days. A piece of land, buy a coffin, buy a shroud, at most invite the gentleman from the village to help make a eulogy, and then bury him.

These things, the women who came to help, are very familiar with it, and they have already started to deal with it.

"Come and see, come and buy, the price is cheap, as long as you have silver, you can choose."

Hearing such yelling, Su Tiancheng felt very heavy, it was clearly a yelling from a vegetable seller.

No one would think that this is a city of people.

The surrounding crowd consciously made way for a passage. Su Tiancheng was wearing a brocade robe and sitting in a carriage. He obviously didn't come here to hang out. In the past two days, some big families in the prefecture city knew about the people's market here, so they came here occasionally have a look.

Dozens of men and women sat side by side on the ground, each with ropes tied to their hands, a few straws stuck in their heads, and several men with swollen faces walking around.

The men and women sitting on the ground are all boys and girls, dressed in very tattered clothes, almost naked, the flesh of many people's arms and backs are exposed, their hair is messy, and most of them have their heads down, unable to see clearly His face and body were trembling, and he looked like a lamb in the jaws of a tiger.

Beside these boys and girls, there are some middle-aged men and women with disheveled faces and sad expressions. Some women, with their heads bowed and crying, are probably the parents of a certain boy or girl.

Seeing this scene, Su Tiancheng felt his blood rushing up. These boys and girls were traded as commodities, and they must know what kind of fate they were facing.

A man with a fleshy face cautiously approached Su Tiancheng's side.

"My lord, come and take a look, the price is very cheap, starting from five taels of silver for boys, and six taels of silver for girls."

The man nodded and bowed, hoping that Su Tiancheng could buy a few.

On the way to Renshi, Wang Dazhi had already introduced that these men were rogues in the town, and they came to Renshi to help out for money.

Su Tiancheng didn't speak, and walked in front of several girls.

"You all hold your heads up."

The man hurriedly yelled loudly, seeing that the girls didn't move, he was a little angry, and yelled again.

"Raise your head quickly, the master is here to see, if you are lucky, follow the master, you can eat delicious food and drink spicy food."

The trembling of the girls' bodies became even more severe, and they all raised their heads hesitantly.

With a glance over, Su Tiancheng's heart was shocked. The eyes of the girls were full of fear and helplessness. Their faces were all dirty, with a lot of dirt, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

After a little hesitation, Su Tiancheng shook his head, ready to leave.

At this time, an unexpected situation appeared.

A girl stood up suddenly, tremblingly walked to Su Tiancheng's side, and fell to her knees.

"My lord, please accept our sisters, and we will repay your kindness like cows and horses."

Su Tiancheng was caught off guard.

About a minute later, Su Tiancheng turned his head and spoke to the man.

"How much silver do these girls need?"

Hearing what Su Tiancheng said, the man was overjoyed, gritted his teeth, and mustered up the courage to speak.

"My lord, you are kind and kind, even villains don't dare to say too much. Each person is ten taels of silver, and the total is 50 taels of silver. If you think it is too expensive, you can give 40 taels of silver."

Su Tiancheng didn't know how to say it. He was a real person in front of him, not a commodity. Standing here by himself seemed to be committing a crime.

Although he has certain ideas, it is not a big deal to buy all the boys and girls here. Dozens of them are worth a few hundred taels of silver. What can be done.