Taiping Inn

In today's world, there is still the concept of "slave status". If it were not for the chaotic times, the hierarchy would be more strict.

At the beginning of this dynasty, Emperor Taizu gave hundreds of slaves to the dukes of various states. During the reign of Emperor Taizong, several dukes of various states were executed, and their families were all reduced to music households and included in the slave status. After Emperor Shizong, Jiangnan became rich, and there were many wealthy households, and the number of people who sold themselves as private slaves increased day by day. Some wealthy households had as many as one or two thousand slaves. All such slaves had a contract to sell themselves, and their descendants could not get rid of the status for generations.

In the states north of the Yangtze River, there was also a trend of keeping slaves, but now under the rule of Zhao Zheng, the states in Liaodong have abolished the slave status of music households, and abolished the slave status of hereditary servants, and included them in the good people.

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Nowadays, the trend of keeping slaves in Jiangnan is still prevalent, so this young man would say such a thing.

Li Xuandu felt a little helpless. This person spoke clearly and pressed forward step by step. He was definitely not the kind of person who relied on his strength to bully others. He was the kind of person who clearly bullied others and made the bystanders feel that he was wronged. He was very good at confusing right and wrong. This time, this person dared to say this, obviously he had considered it, maybe he had carefully observed their clothes and dress, so he dared to pick on the weak.

This is the helplessness of disguise. If Li Xuandu and others use their original identities, naturally no one dares to bully them. These young masters are not fools. They will not hit stones with eggs, but that will attract the Yin Yang Sect and the Governor of Jingchu. Now they are in disguise, but they have to deal with such people. There are pros and cons.

But what makes Li Xuandu even more helpless is the palace official, who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos. At this moment, he pretends to be frightened and takes the opportunity to hold Li Xuandu's arm and tremble.

If Qin Su was here, Li Xuandu would not mind getting up in anger, teaching this young man a lesson, and then making the beauty happy. But now, he lacked interest, so he said: "This young man, please forgive him when you can. My young master will be back soon. It is not up to you to sell it or not."

The young man seemed to have heard a great joke: "Who is your young master? Do you know where this is? When your young master sees me, he might offer this little maid obediently with both hands."

Li Xuandu did not want to talk anymore.

The palace official exerted a little force on his feet, and Li Xuandu felt a needle-like pain on the back of his foot.

Li Xuandu could only slap the table, get up in anger, and angrily scolded: "You are too bullying, I have tolerated you for a long time!"

This sentence seemed to be said to the young man, but in fact, it was said to the palace official.

"Too much bullying?" The young man shook his head and said, "You are not qualified for me to bully you."

Li Xuandu clenched his fists, his face flushed, looking like he was angry but dared not speak.

The young man smiled faintly and said, "What is the meaning of 'too much bullying'? When your master comes back, he will say it, and it will barely have some weight. But I also want to say one more thing. Since you outsiders have come to our Jingzhou, you should coil up like a dragon and lie down like a tiger. You can still save some face if you look at people's faces obediently."

Li Xuandu's face turned pale instantly.

The palace official was surprised. He didn't expect that this Purple Mansion Sword Immortal could act like that, not inferior to himself.

But the next scene was far beyond the palace official's expectations.

Li Xuandu seemed to be furious, and he pulled out a dagger from his waist, ready to fight with the young man. However, the young man also had some martial arts skills. He grabbed Li Xuandu's wrist, twisted it lightly, and let the dagger slip out of his hand. Then he kicked Li Xuandu in the chest, and Li Xuandu flew out.

But the flying distance was a bit far, which made the young man a little confused. Could it be that his skills have increased again during this period? However, this thought only flashed through his mind. After all, the life and death of a servant was nothing.

After Li Xuandu fell heavily to the ground, his eyes were closed and he seemed to have fainted. In the eyes of others, he might not be able to survive.

At this time, the owner and the tea girl of the teahouse had already hidden aside and did not dare to say a word.

Only the palace official saw Li Xuandu smiled at her before landing, obviously trying to get rid of the palace official in this way. The palace official couldn't help but feel angry. She originally wanted Li Xuandu to come forward and fight this young man without revealing his identity. She was watching the show from the side, but Li Xuandu turned the tables and the palace official had to face the wolf-like young man herself.

Now Li Xuandu began to pretend to be dead, and the palace official could only turn his attention to Song Fuchen. Song Fuchen sighed lightly, knowing that he could not escape, so he stood up and drew his sword, and then thought about how he should die, or how to help, and it would be best to drive away these flies.

In the eyes of the young man, this little maid was naturally a little white rabbit sent to the mouth of the gray wolf, but in Song Fuchen's eyes, this was clearly a little wolf cub provoking an old fox, and it was the kind with nine tails.

If it wasn't for the last resort, Song Fuchen really didn't want to work with this palace girl. The two were completely two different types of people. But he had no choice. This palace girl was a favorite of the Saint King. The Saint King treated her well and was very polite. She was no different from a princess in the Wudao Sect. He had to give her some leeway.

Just as he was thinking about this, something strange happened. A figure flashed in from outside the teahouse and stood right between the two groups of people, facing the young man.

The person who came here was a woman who looked about thirties. She was not good-looking, but she was very attractive. She was never tired of watching it for a long time, and she was never tired of watching it for too much. She was dressed in a neat outfit like a gangster, holding it in her hand A long sword with sheaths crossed in front of him.

The palace official narrowed his eyes and looked entertained.

She had long noticed that there was someone outside, and her cultivation was not low, probably at the innate realm. Moreover, the entourage of this young master, whose surname is unknown, is also a powerful figure. She is approaching the realm of Return and is considered a good player in the innate realm. It can be seen that this young master should have a good origin. If it weren't for this, how could she have the leisure to act here? She would have slapped this young man away, but she didn't expect that the man outside would dare to come in.

At this time, the female swordsman said, "This young man is just a quarrel, why do you have to kill someone?"

"A quarrel?" The young man smiled, then pointed to the dagger on the ground: "If it is a quarrel, then what is this?"

The woman naturally saw the scene where Li Xuandu was "trying hard" before and sighed: "If the young master hadn't been pushing each other over and over again, this person wouldn't have acted impulsively."

The young man sneered, "Is it the reason why others verbally force him to kill?"

The woman was speechless and was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "He is just a scholar without any power, but the young master has excellent martial arts. He can't kill the young master no matter what. He didn't take a dagger. If you want to kill someone, how can the young master not know?”

At this moment, a entourage behind the young man suddenly spoke, "Assassination of the imperial court's official is equivalent to rebellion, and the law should be punished, and the three tribes should be barred."

The young man chuckled and said, "I forgot to introduce it to you. I am the Censor of Jingzhou."

The three yamen of the State and the Three Divisions are: Chengxuan Government Office, the Criminal Censorate, and the Chief Command Office. The Censor is the chief officer of the Criminal Censorate, and the Third-rank official.

A third-rank official under thirty years old?

Middle-aged women obviously don't believe it.

The young master didn't care, and smiled faintly, "I know you don't believe it, but who asked my surname Zhao?"

The middle-aged woman was shocked.

In Jingzhou, when it comes to the Zhao family, it is naturally the Zhao family of Zhao Lianggeng, the governor of Jingchu. This family is only one, and there is no other part-colon.

The woman said word by word: "Even if you are the son of Governor Zhao, you have to be reasonable. No matter what, it is a life."

The young man's patience was almost exhausted, and he didn't want to continue to get entangled, so he sighed: "Old Seven."

The entourage who had spoken before took a step forward and said in a stern manner, "I am Lao Qi. If you want to seek justice for these people, just take action."

At this moment, Li Xuan knew that he could no longer pretend to be dead. He let out a heavy breath of turbid air, moaned, and slowly woke up.

The palace official then realized it and hurried over. Lihua took the rain: "Are you okay? If you have a few things, how can I live?"