[Three Kingdoms] I am the queen of the Great Wei Dynasty

The seventh year of Xiping, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.

The plague of Langya locusts is raging, and there is no harvest for hundreds of miles. However, the county has increased the grain tax by ten buckets.Farmers were forced to sell their sons and daughters, tearfully parting with their own flesh and blood.

"Give me your knees, if you can't sell your hands, you'll have to fill the ditch!" The middle-aged man had a thick appearance, patrolling around with a whip, cursing fiercely.

Kneeling beside him were about a dozen female slaves, tied with gray-black hemp ropes. The children were all sluggish at the moment, and the dirty dust on their faces covered their mournful faces that did not match their age.

A Sheng knelt at the end of the line, looking around in a daze.

His mother had passed away two years ago, and his father was forced to sell her to this middle-aged human trafficker because of his family's financial difficulties.

She knew her father's difficulties. If she forced her to stay, both of them would starve to death in the barren crop field.

But she is even more afraid of the future. If she is a slave, she will be beaten and scolded by her master, and if she is not careful, she will be locked up in the woodshed and sold. The more she thinks about it, the more panic she feels.

"Old Yu, how do you sell these fifteen girls?" A sharp and unpleasant male voice suddenly sounded, and a seven-foot strong man who was five big and three thick was looking at them maliciously.

This person looked like he was a regular customer of Lao Yu's, and familiarly picked up a girl with a face full of dirt at the head of the team, and wiped her face vigorously with his sleeve. Han, holding back the tears that are about to flow.

The strong man let go with satisfaction, nodded to Old Yu and said: "These slaves are pretty good. The mother Wang who sells them to Jinyun Tower will definitely earn a lot. You must know that in the time of famine, only there is the best business. After all There is never a shortage of people with money and leisure.”

Lao Yu hurriedly echoed: "Extremely. Since we are regular customers, let's take twenty baht each."

"So expensive? An excellent girl in the West Village only sells for fifteen baht!"

"Fifteen is fifteen, take it away." Lao Yu hurriedly took the baht money handed over, and cursed at the girls fiercely: "You all follow this official well, whoever dares to run away, I She must be skinned."

Want to be sold to a brothel?A Sheng panicked all of a sudden, feeling his whole heart sank to the bottom.

Although she is young, she still knows what it is. Girls from good families always shake their heads and scorn when they mention it. According to the aunt at the village entrance, women have to take off their clothes to serve people there, and they are beaten and scolded by greedy old bustards. The whole back is swollen.

She doesn't want to live such an inhuman life!

Her whole heart thumped and fell at a rapid speed, and she didn't know where the courage came from, but she grabbed Lao Yu's trousers and cried loudly: "Please don't let me go!"

She cried with snot and tears, trembling with fear at the old man's eyes.

"A Sheng, my daughter!" Just as she was shivering, she saw her father stumbling over suddenly, with sunken eyes on his scrawny face, stretching out his hand to hold her tightly, his eyes full of reluctance and distress.

He took out the three baht money from his bosom and shoved it tremblingly into Lao Yu's hand, begging him sadly: "Return the money to you, we would rather starve to death together, I really can't bear to let my own daughter go to that kind of place .”

Lao Yu mercilessly pushed the thin, yellow-faced middle-aged man away, patted his cuff as if he thought it was dirty, and scolded: "Go away, how can a poor man dare to touch my bad luck?"

Dad was kicked violently by him, and fell to the ground in pain, as fragile as a fallen leaf in a strong wind.

"Father!" Ah Sheng cried and scrambled, his small arms wrapped around his shoulders, "How are you doing, Daddy!"

"I'm fine." Daddy comforted and stroked her head, looking at the poor daughter with distress.

This Ah Sheng almost died of a high fever once when he was three years old, but now he has to suffer such abuse. When he thought of this, his tears rolled down, and even his voice trembled, "It's my father's fault." , let you suffer so much."

A Sheng was about to comfort his father, but he heard Lao Yu, who was already impatient, insulting him viciously: "You little bitch, don't you dare to leave!"

His sharp eyes were about to spew out gnawing flames, his nose seemed to be emitting smoke, and he ignored his father's repeated begging, he raised his palm and violently hit A Sheng in the face, bringing a gust of wind that blew him away. Her head went cold.

She turned her face sideways trying to avoid it.But unexpectedly, the slap did not fall on the face as expected.

"She's coming with me."

Just at this moment, there was a gentle but resolute sound in my ears, like the sound of spring water flowing when the ice surface melted in February.

A Sheng raised his head quietly, and saw a young man grabbing Old Yu's wrist, and the latter couldn't move immediately. Looking at his attire and guessing that he was either rich or expensive, Old Yu didn't dare to get angry.

But this young man is really good-looking, and the moon-white brocade clothes on his body make him even more elegant, as if a ray of light instantly illuminates the darkness in front of him.

A Sheng stared blankly with tears all over his face, he was just like the "Bi Qi's son, beautiful as jade" that his mother taught him when he was a child, his eyebrows and eyes are as picturesque, which makes people fascinated.

I saw him take out a piece of silver from his sleeve, and suddenly there was an intoxicating fragrance from the sleeve, which penetrated into the bottom of people's hearts.

Old Yu opened his eyes naturally when he saw Qian, and the smile on his face immediately overflowed. He hurriedly took the money, pointed at A Sheng and said with a smile: "This girl is called Bian Sheng. From now on, she will be the son's man." .”

The young master walked up to his father, then helped the latter up from the ground, and bowed humbly: "Don't worry, old man, I will treat your daughter like a younger sister, and she will never suffer again if she follows me."

Daddy stared at him several times before he said: "Since the young master is sincere in helping, I will entrust my daughter to you. I only hope that you can give her something to eat and let her live."

The young master nodded, held A Sheng's hand tightly beside him, and led her to his carriage.

As the wheels twitched and moved, the warmth of his palm still remained on his hand, which kept soaking into the bottom of his heart.

A Sheng looked at the trees and the sky passing by outside the window, and her eyes chased those passing scenery. She knew that she was going to a new place and saw more people she had never seen before.

**

"I've never seen such a nice place."

A Sheng looked around, she had been in the carriage with the young master for a few days, and she was attracted by everything here as soon as she landed.

This place is completely different from my desolate and dilapidated hometown. The houses are like houses, and the sound of reciting poems and prose can be heard from time to time, and the sound of the piano is faintly sent to the ears, revealing an elegant atmosphere.

"This is Yingchuan, my home." The young master lowered his head and sniffed the begonia flowers on the roadside, like an old friend.

It can be seen that his family is a big family with a high status, and the local people seem to respect him very much.From other people's mouths, Ah Sheng learned that his surname was Xun and his name was Yu, and that he was the noble son of the Xun family in Yingchuan.

She finally lived a life without worrying about food and clothing. Although she was a maidservant, Xun Yu never ordered her to do anything, only she felt that she should reciprocate and do some of her own duties.

On weekdays, Xun Yu just read books and practiced the piano. Occasionally, he talked about the past and the present with his friends, cooked snow and made tea, and taught her how to write and write.

His knowledge is very profound, and what he understands is both ancient and modern. In Ah Sheng's view, he is like a fairy who has been demoted from the sky.

"Sheng is a musical instrument from ancient times. Is there any meaning in calling this name?" Xun Yu asked suddenly, as if suddenly curious.

A Sheng tidied up the teacup and said: "My family was not that poor. My father was a landlord with many acres of fertile land. My mother also came from a wealthy family. She is good at playing Sheng, so she bought this for me." Name. But later my father said that those dignitaries in the imperial court robbed my land and used it for horse races. My mother was sick, and she was so angry that she died of illness. The remaining meager land was plagued by locusts. My family is so sad."

Xun Yu looked at her quietly after hearing this, and said after a long time: "The people in the world are still in dire straits, what can I do?"

A Sheng was about to ask what he meant, but was interrupted by him shaking his hand: "It's nothing, remember to go to the kitchen and eat sugar-filled rice cakes, that's your favorite."

In the blink of an eye, spring came, and the pink and jade-carved peach blossoms bloomed wantonly, spreading like clouds and mist.

"There are visitors at home, hurry up and have a look!" You Lan, the maid who was in charge of the old lady's daily life, patted Bian Sheng on the shoulder excitedly.

A Sheng yawned and rubbed Chunsun's eyes: "Visitors are nothing new, what's there to see, why don't you let me sleep more."

On the other hand, You Lan looked excited, and her eyes were about to shine: "The guests who came today are distinguished guests. They are the young master and young lady who are serving Mr. Tang's family. The most wonderful thing is that young lady." It is said that she is the number one beauty in Yingchuan, and no matter how many people want to see her, she will never see her."

The number one beauty in Yingchuan?After all, A Sheng's curiosity was aroused after all, she put her hairpin back on straight, packed up her clothes, and trotted to the courtyard with You Lan.

"Mr. Xun is very elegant, and such a song is not afraid of being high and low." A young man's voice was heard from a distance.

But I heard Xun Yu smile: "I'm making a fool of myself, I'm laughing at you."

A Sheng picked up the peach branch and looked forward. The man looked graceful, and the girl beside him was also beautiful and well-educated.She was wearing a lotus-colored skirt, and the lotus flower walker on her head made a crisp sound.

"This should be Miss Tang Si, that's her brother Tang Ji." You Lan covered her mouth in a low voice.

That Tang Si smiled at Xun Yu, the blush on his face was like a peach blossom, his pair of smart and delicate eyes were particularly charming but polite, and his voice was as sweet as spring water: "Pingsha, the young girl who was just shot by Mr. Xun. I also have some understanding that the younger sister is not talented, so she dared to borrow the son's piano to make peace."

Seeing Xun Yu smiling and nodding, she plucked the strings slightly with her slender fingers, and the coldness of falling geese flying over the flat sand and gliding over the sky flowed out from her fingertips, like the rustling feeling of autumn leaves falling to the earth.

Ah Sheng was dumbfounded, and felt that the song could only be smelled by the Nine Heavens, "Crack!" Just as he was obsessed, his feet were suddenly slippery by the mud after the spring rain, and the branches he was pulling suddenly broke all at once, and issued a sound. The harsh sound interrupted Tang Si's playing.

The three people in front of the court heard the sound and turned around in surprise to see the instigator of the noise, A Sheng.

You Lan sighed bitterly, patted A Sheng on the back, and hurried away.

"Well, the celestial music played by the girl is really good. I, no, I'm sorry for being clumsy." A Sheng tried to get up from the ground clumsily, his hands were sticky and dirty with black mud.

At this moment, a pair of hands appeared in front of her eyes, holding her wrists and gently helping her up.She raised her head gratefully and saw Xun Yu still had a gentle smile on her face, she didn't seem to be unhappy.He took out the veil and handed it to her, "Take it and wipe it first, go to the pool to wash your hands, and change your clothes."

Tang Si stood up and walked in front of Bian Sheng, and took a look at her: "Master treats his maid very well, he cares so much, but my younger sister thinks more discipline is more appropriate."

A Sheng raised his head, met Tang Si's eyes, and found a trace of disgust and condescending arrogance in her eyes.A Sheng was very unhappy, he wanted to give her a hard look but because of Xun Yu's face, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

"My maidservant will discipline me, and I invite Miss Tang and Mr. Tang to sit in the waterside pavilion." Xun Yu said, and patted A Sheng on the shoulder, as if he knew that she was upset.

"I don't like that Miss Tang very much." After the two left, A Sheng tidied up the teacups on the table sullenly, "She seems to despise me very much."

"If you stare back at her, wouldn't you become the same person as her?" Xun Yu put down the scroll in his hand and looked at her seriously. "Don't you want to be a lady from a family?"

A Sheng said dissatisfiedly: "Old Master Confucius always said to repay grievances directly, if I feel so wronged by being a lady, I might as well be my pariah."

Xun Yu chuckled, and was about to say something when A Sheng interrupted: "Why don't you teach me how to play the piano, I'm sure I can play better than that Tang girl."

His piano is a high-quality Yaoqin, with plum patterns scattered all over the body, and the body of the piano is open and distant, as if it came from ancient times.A good violin is matched with a young master, and perhaps only under the hands of such a good young master can the violin shine with its own unique brilliance.

"These seven strings are combined with the five elements inside and the five tones outside. They are for the Gong Shangjiao. This is called Yueshan, and this is called Chenglu." His voice was unhurried and extremely patient.

Going on day after day, he is already a smart person with some talent. A Sheng learns very quickly. Although he is not proficient in rhythm, he still looks decent.

"Your finger drop still has some flaws." Xun Yu heard her making the noise of "transformation", leaned down and took her hand quickly.

"The index finger and ring finger should be in a half-enclosed shape, so that they can resonate." He gently bent her slender fingers to form an arc, and the temperature in his palm was slightly hot, and a little bit of simmering in his heart.

His long hair brushed against Ah Sheng's forehead, and his handsome side face was like a piece of fine jade, with an attractive brilliance.

Who can be worthy of such a beautiful son.

She stared at him in a daze, completely forgetting what she was doing.

"Are you listening?" Xun Yu noticed her distraction and reached out to rub her head.Only then did Ah Sheng come back to his senses, his face suddenly turned slightly red from the embarrassment of being seen through, and he coughed with his hands to cover up: "Yes, I listened very carefully."

He wasn't angry either, and when he was about to continue talking, the servant ran over to report: "Master, Miss Tang is here."