exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

Many fires illuminated everything in the cave, and everyone's attention was attracted by Nan Shijie's sudden behavior.

"Everyone, take note."

Nan Shijie, no matter how others whispered or looked strangely, grabbed Aunt Sun's green hair to reveal her whole face, held her chin in place with her fingers, and moved her around in all directions like she was displaying goods.

So that people can see it more clearly.

"Master, no!"

Aunt Sun's facial features were exquisite and beautiful, which was what he liked in the beginning. Even though she is now emaciated, her beautiful bones are still obvious to everyone. Even at this age, she can still see some charm.

But no matter how good-looking you are, it is of no use when you are starved of food and live in danger, and your appearance will be damaged and faded.

"Master, please don't..." Aunt Sun was frightened and felt extremely ashamed. She tried to break free, but was slapped twice by Nan Shijie.

Nan Shijie, who was taller than her, said in a fierce voice: "What are you doing? You are my concubine and my property. Can't I dispose of you?"

Some of the people were surprised, some were stunned, and some were looking at it in a strange way, but most of them were not surprised and even stared at the concubine's face.

Wei Chuyu's face was expressionless, but she was shocked in her heart. She was not surprised by Nan Shijie's ruthlessness, but felt for the first time that the status of women who followed their husbands in ancient times was so low.

Concubines can be sold or given away by men or even wives at will, and they have no ability to act independently.

The other Nan family members were also surprised to varying degrees, except of course Nan Zhihe.

He and Wei Chuyu had already expected it.

Nan Shijie, who had experienced the previous batch of official servants, realized that letting women serve official servants was the cheapest way to get something, which was unsustainable for his large family.

It's better to sell and keep the money in hand. He also needs money urgently.

The sale of concubines was very common, and it would not bring him any loss of face. In the future, whoever manipulated Sun Qingman would have nothing to do with him in terms of reputation.

"Master, please don't sell Qingman. Qingman will be obedient and serve you." Aunt Sun's eyes filled with tears as she begged.

If someone buys her, she will be separated from her daughter, fearing that she will never be reunited for the rest of her life.

"What's the use of your service? I still need someone to serve me?"

Nan Shijie ignored her pleas and paid attention to the actions of people outside.

He hawked for a while, but no one bid, so he bit his teeth and tore off a small piece of Aunt Sun's chest.

Aunt Sun screamed in panic and shame.

Nan Shijie stopped her blocking hand, pulled the area wide open and said, "Look at her skin color, it's not the same as her face."

Sure enough, it can be seen that the skin under her collar is relatively white and tender, which is much better than the rough and yellow face caused by the wind and sun.

Aunt Sun shed tears of shame and anger.

"I really can't survive. My relatives in the two houses have not separated yet, so they don't care about the life or death of our house."

"Yes, I am Nan Zhihe's third uncle, my third uncle. Does Nan Zhihe know? We were exiled because of the former Zhenyuan County Prince, but he didn't care about the life or death of my third uncle like a dog. "

"Isn't there anyone who doesn't want to? Think about it, you are a prisoner now. It is not that easy to get married. When our county and princes were rich and powerful, they raised her carefully, but now she can do anything."

"As long as thirty taels, thirty taels can take her away."

Wei Chuyu: "..."

Why do you all have to be associated with the reputation of the county king when you fall?

While despising it, I used it as a stepping stone.

This brain circuit is both correct and correct.

Mr. Cheng was heartbroken when he heard this, and Nan Zhize was even more angry: "Don't he know why we did this to him?"

As he spoke, he was about to step forward angrily, but was stopped by Nan Zhihe.

"Don't chase after poor bandits." Nan Zhihe said calmly.

"People who are at the end of their rope will go insane if not crazy."

Nan Zhize and Cheng suddenly woke up.

Yes, there is no use arguing with a madman.

Here, regardless of official status, all prisoners are prisoners. The prisoners have no future and they have to worry about supporting themselves, let alone raising an additional family of idlers.

"How many taels of silver do you think I can afford to buy? Thirty taels of silver is too expensive, isn't it?"

"Yes, I have to give money to raise her. For such a good thing, I might as well sell myself."

"Hehehe..."

They can't afford it, and few are sincere enough to ask.

"A concubine usually costs more than a hundred taels, but the price here is very low. Of course, I can give you twenty taels first and pay back the rest later."

A man in his thirties who was alone in a corner said: "This one is a little older. Don't you have a daughter? Let her come out!"

Aunt Sun only felt her head being hit hard and her blood was gone. She was trembling and said: "Master, you can do whatever you want to me. Don't do anything to our daughter. She is still young. Please, let her stay here." Be filial to you!"

At the end of the road, with no way out, Aunt Sun has resigned herself to her fate. She knows that sooner or later she will jump into the fire pit, which is also her fate. She should regard it as the last thing she can do for the Nan family.

She can be abused, but it must not be her daughter!

After Nan Shijie took a deep breath, he asked the man, "What price can you offer?"

"Master!" Aunt Sun, who was horrified, hurriedly stopped her.

Nan Zhiyun, who was restrained by Wu, once again collapsed like a dam bursting, her legs softened and she fell to the ground.

"Shut up." Nan Shijie scolded Aunt Sun fiercely, gesturing to the man to continue speaking.

"Just the price you said, a little less, twenty taels." The man pointed out his fingers.

He committed a crime at a young age, and as a result, he was still an old bachelor in his thirties, with a little money saved up. In the first half of his life, he had enough of being poor, but not enough of being a woman.

"Twenty taels?" Nan Shijie's voice was surprised, "Too little. If you are sincere, you can take her away with fifty taels. My daughter is a good citizen."

The prisoner was more surprised than he was: "Fifty taels? Go ahead and grab the money. I don't think there's anyone here who can afford it. Whoever wants to buy it can buy it."

"Since you can sell your daughter, will you sell your son?" A voice came from an inconspicuous place.

The one who spoke was a man, a... man?

He himself also stood up. The old criminal took a look and realized, isn't this Xia Ziming, a famous member of the team?

Men buy men, fresh!

Someone joked: "Why do you, a grown man, buy his son? You want it, hehe..."

"What are you causing trouble?" Nan Shijie frowned, looked at Xia Ziming, who was as skinny as a patchwork, and said with a slight sneer, "If you can afford the money, can you still live like a beggar?"

"Hmph, who said a beggar can't have three days of good luck?" Xia Zi flashed a silver coin.

"see it?"

The considerable silver was thrown around, which made everyone's eyes widen.

"I have relatives in the last county and they sent me a package. How about it?"

Nan Shijie's eyes were also wide-eyed. The gloom in his brows swept away, and he put away his contemptuous attitude and said, "Then if you have to pay fifty taels of silver, I will sell my daughter to you."

"Hey, when did you say that I wanted to buy your daughter? I meant to buy your son."