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After hearing this, Han Changsheng looked fascinated and murmured:
"If you ask me, being a human being should be like a poem that symbolizes the scenery. The snow and bones are made of nature and the spirit is natural. Leaving such a strong and colorful mark can be regarded as a journey to this world in vain!"

Ling You also praised softly: "The 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal' has become famous as a young girl. Her free and unrestrained words and deeds have really impressed people of our generation. She deserves to be called a 'grandmaster'."

Tsk, what you said... Xie Zhao felt a little hot at the base of his ears for no reason.

She buttoned her ears in a rather unflattering manner, then lazily handed the two of them a basin of cold water, saying:

"Perhaps, she is just an itchy person.

After all, she is just a teenager, so you don't have to think of her as something extraordinary. "

Han Changsheng said "Hey" and turned to glare at her.

"Xie Zhao! You almost got it!"

Even if they are putting on a show for Yu Wenjia to prove that they are genuine Zhongzhou people, it should be done in moderation!
Xie Zhao looked back innocently, but shut up obediently.

But her character is that she has always been good-natured.

No, she was honest this time. Within a moment, she slapped her mouth and touched her chin again, and said thoughtfully:

"You can't blame me for speaking out. You see, the princess has Miss Aruo as her companion, but I hang out with you senior brothers all day long. Naturally, my words and actions are becoming more and more like a man.

Why?You think, how about I also buy a little maid?Mainly a companion! "

Ling You and Han Changsheng paused for a moment, and instantly understood her intention.

Ling You immediately nodded gently and said: "That's right. Although we are informal people in the world, you are a girl after all. It's not bad to have a little maid accompanying you when you go out."

Han Changsheng stroked his palms heavily and said cooperatively:

"That's right! Although you don't have the life of the young lady, the senior brothers love the junior sister, so I will buy you a little maid to realize your dream!"

Xie Zhaopi glanced at him with a smile but rarely refuted.

Han Changsheng smiled inwardly and thought: Otherwise, Xie Zhao must have a quick mind!
They really had no reason to save anyone, so they might as well just use their tricks to buy the little girl.

As for what to do after buying it, is anyone else’s business?
When they return to Nanchao Tianchen, they will take the little girl back to their hometown.

If her parents had unfortunately died in the Northern Dynasties, there would always be other relatives around, which would be better than living in a foreign country and being helpless.

"Then how should we bid?"

Han Changsheng asked without shame and looked at Yuwenjia sincerely.

"Is our big market just like the auctions in other places where we compete for bids?"

Yuwenjia laughed when he heard this, as if he was laughing at Han Changsheng's stupidity.

Xie Zhao stretched out his index finger and tapped him gently, and said with a half-smile: "Idiot, what you said is not sensible.

This place is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Yuwen. Princess Yuwen's status is very valuable. We are lucky enough to come to this market with her. Why do we need to increase the price one by one? "

As soon as these words came out, it was like secretly promoting Yu Wenjia's identity again and again. As expected, the little girl who promoted Yu Wenjia was very proud of herself.

Han Changsheng didn't understand the secret. He said "ah" and said with a silly smile:
"Is there such a good thing? Then I have to thank the princess in advance."

Yuwenjia rolled her eyes and said softly:

"Since you have begged the princess, you are no longer as scary as you were when you were blowing your beard and glaring at me before?"

Han Changsheng recalled the little dispute he had with Yu Wenjia over the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" and glanced around a little embarrassed.

But then he thought about it, he was not wrong in the first place!

How could it be that just because Yu Wenjia was the princess of one tribe, she didn't dare to argue and retreat?
What kind of hero is that?
So, he muttered something quietly.

"One thing comes back to the same thing."

Yuwenjia hissed slightly and said angrily:
"What? Mr. Han, are you still in high spirits?"

Xie Zhao made a sound, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Princess Princess, this is the first time for my fellow disciple to go out, so he speaks more frankly.

A cheerful lady with your appearance and heart will definitely not argue with him, right? "

Yuwenjia was originally happy with Linghe.

Naturally, he didn't want him to misunderstand that he was arrogant and weak, so he borrowed the donkey from the slope and snorted, "This is natural."

She deliberately wanted to show off her face in front of Ling He.

So he proudly walked towards the largest slave owner in the stall with his head held high, took out a token symbolizing Yu Wenbu's status as a relative, and said:

"No matter how much this little slave girl is worth, I own it. There is no need to put it together with other slaves for bidding." The slave owner tapped the token in her hand intently, her eyebrows twitching.

Then, he quickly crossed his hands with a smiling face and bowed, saying:
"It turns out that he is a nobleman in the tribe king's tent, but he is just a little slave.

If the noble man likes her, it is her blessing. There is no need for the noble man to buy or sell her.

The villain will send her to the noble's house now, but I don't know where the noble's address is."

This slave owner was also a clever person. He didn't know which princess Yu Wenjia was in the king's tent, so he wanted to get on the noble's "big ship" by giving away slaves for free.

So even offer to deliver the effort to your door in person.

However, Yu Wenjia raised his hand and said decisively: "No, it's as much money as it should be.

This princess never takes advantage of others. Once the money and goods are obtained, this slave girl will be handed over to me. "

The slave owner had no choice but to continue to apologize and said with a smile:
"The noble man is really kind-hearted, then..."

He thought for a while and decided to sell this nobleman to one of the king's nobles, so he endured the pain and lowered the price, and said tentatively:
"Sanyin, what do you think?"

Yuwenjia raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

She chuckled lightly, threw a piece of gold in her hand, and said: "If you have more money, I will reward you. Where are the people? I will take them away right now."

In Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty, one gold was equivalent to one hundred silver.

The money she gave far exceeded the slave owner's asking price.

Yu Wenjia took the rope from the smiling slave owner and led the little girl who looked numb and frightened to Xie Zhao.

Then he handed over the rope in his hand generously and said proudly:

"Xie Zhao, I'll give it to you."

Xie Zhao looked at the little girl quietly for a moment, but did not take the rope.

She took a step forward, first grasped the rope on the girl's wrist, and broke it with a little force.

Immediately, he knelt down on one knee and reached out to patiently untie the rope that trapped the little girl's feet.

After doing all this in an orderly manner, Xie Zhao propped up his body and stood up.

She gently raised her hand and touched the top of the head of the little girl who had a look of fear and temptation in her eyes, and said softly:
"Good girl, you're safe."

The skinny little girl's eyes felt moist and warm for some reason when she heard this comforting sentence with a slightly familiar southern accent.

Inexplicably, I suddenly felt the grievances in my heart surge up.

Could this accent mean that her new owner is from the Central Plains?

Are they from the Southern Dynasties or from Zhongzhou?

The little girl didn't dare to raise her head blatantly.

She only dared to carefully use her peripheral vision to look at the facial features of the woman opposite.

The other person's face was covered with large blue-purple, very scary birthmarks, which should have been very scary.

But perhaps the other person's eyes were so peaceful and warm that the little girl didn't feel scared at all.

Two lines of crystal clear tears slid down the child's dirty cheeks, turning her into a little cat.

It looks pitiful and funny at the same time.

Dad, grandma, uncle, my daughter seems to have met a good master?

Do you no longer have to worry about being frightened, hungry and cold every day?
The girl finally mustered up the courage to gently grab the hem of the "master" in front of her with her tiny, dusty hands.

But he quickly came back to his senses and seemed to regret that he had been so unruly and unruly.

So, she subconsciously shrank and let go of her hand.

But the next moment, a pair of slightly cold but strong hands gently held her little hand that she hurriedly withdrew.

The girl couldn't help but raise her head, and happened to look into those gentle, jade-like, shining eyes inadvertently.

Xie Zhaozheng looked at her with a smile, gently tapped her palm with his finger, and comforted her in a warm voice:

"Don't be afraid."