As a sweetheart in the palm of your hand

Chapter 41 Death Deed
"Two, two heroes, spare your lives." The boy curled up on the ground, trembling, his eyes seemed to be trembling.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or on purpose, neither Bai An nor Zhang Xuan was wearing a management robe today.They are all dressed in coarse cloth.

Bai An smiled and said: "You misunderstood, we just want to hear some truth."

Bai An was smiling, and his words were friendly and profound, but in the eyes of the boy, it seemed that those words contained icy razor blades, which could kill him in the next second.

In fact, it was just that the boy was scared out of his wits by the rude and careless actions of the two. In fact, the two of them didn't do anything.

He even went up, didn't even give the boy a slap, but just blocked the boy's way.

"You say, you say, the little one would never dare to lie to you."

The boy shrank back habitually, as if he was stuck in a corner.The little chicken in his head flattered Bai An like a pecking rice.

Bai An stepped forward and patted the boy on the shoulder, trying to comfort him, but his hand hadn't touched the boy yet.

The boy had already lost his courage by shouting, and then Bai An smelled a foul smell, and looking at it, the ground was already full of filth.

"I, am I that scary?" Bai An asked himself deliberately, backing away again and again.

About 1.9 meters tall, big arms, square face, grinning mouth, trembling beard above the chin, pale as if a needle is about to go deep into the bone marrow at any time, such a person standing there is enough to make people frightened.

What's more, the boy was blocked by him at a dead end, and he was constantly shooting at him with his eyes, how could the boy not be afraid.

And there is Zhang Xuan's sloppy personality, which doesn't seem like a kind person in any way.It's not surprising that he was scared to pee.

"What kind of errands do you usually have in Xu's residence?" Zhang Xuan pulled him back so that he could not get in touch with Xiaosi, and waited for the servant to calm down before asking.

This time, his words were just posting gently, without whistling or uninhibited, but with a little bit of comfort.

The little servant took a deep breath, gulped a few saliva up and down his throat, and then said: "It's just serving the flowers and cleaning in the study."

He was still talking straight, his eyes were looking at the ground, and his voice was as loud as a mosquito.

"Can you see Xu Ziyu?" Zhang Xuan called Xu Ziyu by his first name.

How dare the boy lie: "Yes, it's just... just seeing him from a distance."

"Ever talked?"

"No...no." After the boy finished speaking, he buried his head very low, as if he was going to clamp his crotch tightly.

He was afraid that he would not be able to say anything useful, and he would die in an instant.

"How does he treat the servants of the mansion on weekdays? Don't worry, the young master will not kill people." Looking at this, Zhang Xuan felt a little disgusted that this man could not be supported by a dead dog.

He originally wanted to pick him up, but seeing how he looked, Hao Xuan held back.

"It's divided into gender and age. Older ones can't get close, but they can live a good life. Little girls are pampered with good food and drink. We are often beaten and kicked." He also rolled up his sleeves, pieces of purple were in sight.

"Who hit it?" Bai An asked.

Come to think of it, the county magistrate wouldn't do it himself.

"He has more than a dozen bodyguards, and more than a dozen rough envoys, all of whom are skilled in martial arts." The boy hesitated and said.

The boy didn't believe Zhang Xuan's words, and felt that he would die if he didn't say anything, so he poured out all his brains.

However, this kind of attitude towards them was because they hadn't asked about it before, and they didn't even hear the wind.

You can know how deep and bottomless the mansion is, and how dare these servants are angry and dare not speak out.

"Is everyone in the house looking at it like this?"

"Where anyone cares about us, we all signed a death contract. There is never a living contract in the mansion. If you want to work for three or four years and leave, it is absolutely impossible in Xu's mansion. Besides, the girl in this mansion is small Si, most of them are bought from outside. Those who are not familiar with the place of life, if they don't serve for more than half a year, they will be beaten to death if they want to leave the house." The young man looked at Zhang Xuan, and Bai An kicked him to the end.

It was also a coincidence that someone who knew it was blocked. This person has been in Xu's residence for some years.So know a lot.And those who are active in the study room can easily know more things.

"No wonder."

No wonder, they went to the mansion to ask the maids, the maids are so reluctant to say a word, the servants also don't show up when they see those in official robes, and if they can't hide, they just say a few perfunctory words, slipping to find Chance dodges past.

But in Daman, only officials of the fourth rank and above can use this kind of servant who has signed a death contract. The rest are signed by human teeth, or live contracts, which are renewed every three years.Although few people have the capital to choose not to continue.

But this is very different from a death contract.Daman's death contract is not redeemable, and even his wife and children must be included in it for generations, and he cannot study, do business, and activities are restricted.Therefore, Daman has very strict control over dead contracts.

Such servants, whose ancestors had some crimes to some extent, or those who escaped during the famine years and lost their registration books, were not allowed to sign death contracts with others.

The death contract does not require any household registration, just go directly to the government office, brand the person's back, and then give a slave registration, that's fine.

Hearing this, sure enough, Zhang Xuan said: "Take off your clothes and let me see if what you said is true or false."

He still doesn't believe it.
If it is a death contract, whose name are these maids hanging on?The county magistrate of Daman is only a sixth rank.

The boy moved quickly, and after making a small sound, he turned around, and there was an impressive brand mark on his back.

The slap-sized slave word followed this person from birth to the full moon, and this is the most undeniable testimony of the death contract.

Those two people with the word "slave" couldn't get out of breath. After a lot of effort, Zhang Xuan spit out: "What are you doing out here, someone will find you if you lose it."

"Maybe there is, but it's impossible to search for it all over the street." The boy only said one sentence, but didn't say what he came out for.

"Gag your mouth, cover your head, and bring it back to the yamen at night. Don't kill people, and don't let people see you." Zhang Xuan ordered in a low voice, and walked out of the alley first.

Bai An nodded and walked forward.

"You, what are you going to do?" The boy wished he could find a hole in the ground to get in, but he couldn't, so he could only shrink back.

"I don't do anything, just look at you." Bai An sat down where he could hear the boy's breathing, but still left him a little living space, and then the alley became quiet.

It wasn't until the sky slowly turned black that there were some other sounds in the alley...

(End of this chapter)