Evil Girl Reborn: The Eldest Princess, She Takes Manchurian Civil and Military Affairs

Chapter 5 Human Traffickers

"Guest officer, is it so early?"

The night man behind the counter let out a big yawn.

Yiman glanced at the second floor where the door was closed, and nodded, "Here is the key."

Although Song Biao was polite on his face in the past few days, Yiman felt keenly that he was always on guard against her.Whenever an escort talks to him, he will be called away to give orders.

But Yiman also understood that after all, he didn't know the depth and the origin, so he couldn't be too prepared.

Now that we are almost in the capital, it is time to separate.If he was entangled by that warm-hearted, good-natured ghost like An Lanjian, his lie about defecting to his uncle would be exposed when he arrived in the capital.Simply leave now, it can be regarded as money and goods.

"You go now, aren't you together?"

Yiman glanced at the pitch-black sky outside, "Please tell them that I have something important to do, so go ahead."

"Hey girl—"

After driving early in the morning, Yiman wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up at the capital.

It is worthy of being called the Kyoto where all nations flock to Heluo. The city gate alone is majestic and indestructible.

Although it was early in the morning, there were already people coming and going, and even the morning market was open.

Yiman was dazzled by all kinds of novelty breakfast snacks left and right, and the combined food patterns in his two lifetimes were not as much as what he saw then, so he couldn't help swallowing.

Suddenly, a thin, middle-aged man with a mustache blocked in front of Yiman.

Yiman frowned and glanced at him, then turned sideways and passed him and continued walking forward.

Before he had taken two steps, he saw from the corner of his eye that the man turned around and followed closely behind him step by step.

He glanced around and saw that there were people around him, so he quickened his pace and walked towards a crowded place.

"Is it Miss Bai?"

The man took two quick steps and blocked Yiman again.

Who is this person and how does he know his last name?
Could it be someone from the escort agency?

Yiman didn't answer, turned around and wanted to leave.

When he turned around and looked up, he saw that at some point, there were more than a dozen men wearing ordinary people's clothes gathered around him in twos and threes, among the people rushing to the morning market.

Clenching his fists, Yiman turned around and stared at the man with the mustache calmly, "Is something wrong?"

A strange smile appeared on the face of the man with the mustache, "Please girl come with us."

The hawking sounds around him seemed to have disappeared, and Yiman could only hear the sound of his own heart beating wildly.

Who are these people and what do they want to do?
How do you know yourself, how much do you know?

Since when did you focus on yourself?

What are they going to do to themselves?
Thoughts were flying in Yiman's mind, but his face was extremely calm. His ears moved slightly, and he heard the crisp sound of jade objects colliding next to him, and he glanced out of the corner of his eye.

Yiman suddenly got into trouble, using all his strength to crash into the jade jewelry stall next to him from the gap in the crowd.

With the sound of the wood's creaking' collapsing, and the sound of jade objects falling to the ground and shattering, the surrounding people stopped.

Yiman supported the half of his body that was numb from the impact, with a slight smile on his mouth, seeing white and green debris everywhere on the ground, he raised his eyes to look at the man with the mustache.

If you break these jade articles, you will definitely be caught by the boss, and you may even make trouble in the government office. I don't believe you can take me away openly in the government office.

"Hey - I killed a thousand swords, you are my jade, my lifeblood - I want to report to the police, and I want to take you into the prison -"

More and more people were attracted by the sound of the boss crying, and Yiman slowly backed away, trying to sneak into the crowd.

A man suddenly blocked Yiman's back without looking sideways, and Yiman turned sideways to get into a gap in the crowd at a different angle, when suddenly another man appeared to block the gap with his hands behind his back.

Looking up, I saw that the two men were both strong and strong, with bulging temples, as if they were practicing hard kung fu.

"It seems that this woman overthrew it, right?"

The people around him gradually began to whisper, and someone pointed at him.

The owner of the jade jewelry stall suddenly rushed over from the ground like an eagle pounced on food, and grabbed Yiman's slender wrist.

Yiman glanced at the bearded man, and suddenly shouted, "Help, I'm robbing someone in the street—"

Then he lay down and rolled on the ground without any regard for dignity.

"Help, they are human traffickers, they are robbing people on the street, please call the officer quickly——"

The boss thought that the little girl was being beaten up, but he turned out to be a human trafficker, and immediately turned pale, "Who are you calling a human trafficker? You broke my priceless earrings and hairpins, and you dare to falsely accuse me, you— —You must go to the yamen with me today, go—”

Yiman stood up smoothly, covered in dirt, with his head lowered and his boss grabbed his wrist and followed behind him.

"Wait a minute—"

Looking back, seeing the man with the mustache take out a bank note from his sleeve, Yiman raised his eyebrows and urged the boss, "Go, I don't know him, take me to the yamen quickly."

"Are these enough?"

The owner of the jade jewelry stall's gaze was immediately glued to the bank note, and he could only nod his head.

"Enough, enough, enough."

The stall owner then took the banknote, turned his head and smiled obsequiously at Yiman who was stunned, and rushed out of the crowd with the banknote in his arms.

Yiman looked at the stall owner with the wind blowing under his feet in disbelief, and couldn't help but twitching at the corners of his eyes.

The people around him gathered around again and started pointing.

"Is what this girl said true or false?"

"How about we report to the police?"

"Are you stupid? The trafficker gave you so much money?"

"That's right, this little girl isn't even worth selling for so much money."

The man with the mustache bowed his hands to the people around him, and changed his smiling face like a chameleon.

"I'm sorry, my lady escaped from marriage, and the master asked me to take her back. It's a joke. Let's break up, let's break up."

"real or fake?"

"Why don't we still report to the official?"

The man with the mustache immediately turned his eyebrows coldly, "Hmph, my master is an official, if you don't leave, let's go to see my master together."

Then he turned around with a puff of sleeves and lowered his voice, "Girl, if you have any other tricks, you might as well show them out." As he spoke, he glanced around him out of the corner of his eye.

Yiman followed his gaze around and saw that among the people around him, there were dozens of men, old and young, who just didn't look like ordinary people, staring at him without blinking.

When the people around heard that it was about the official's family, they dispersed muttering.

Yiman lowered his eyes, hid his fierce and resentful emotions, and said calmly, "Where do you want to take me, and who is your master?"

Seeing that she didn't panic at all, the man with the mustache reacted quickly.He was obviously irritated, but he had a calm demeanor and a calm tone of voice, and he was quite admirable in his heart, secretly thinking that the young master has good eyesight.

"If the girl can gain a firm foothold in the palace in the future, she will naturally know."

In the palace?

Yiman was so shocked that his heart turned upside down, but he just looked at the man with the mustache indifferently.

No one in this world knows her identity and the purpose of coming to Beijing except herself.

When I first arrived in the capital, you were the knife and I was the fish, so I could only take one step at a time.

Yiman lowered his eyes and said, "Let's go."

The man with the mustache turned his body respectfully to let out the way, and there were more than a dozen men following behind him not far or near.

"this way please."

Yiman followed behind the man, constantly looking around from the corner of his eye, observing and remembering the way.

Suddenly saw a juggling troupe performing on the side of the road, surrounded by many people watching the performance, Yiman squinted his eyes, and took a second look.

"I advise the girl to be less thoughtful, as long as the girl is obedient, I will not hurt you."

What if you disobey?

Yiman glanced at the man leading the way with his back to him, and lowered his eyes.

What are the intentions of the people behind this?
How many people around him were staring at him?

No matter who it is, if he survives, he will definitely repay the restraint he suffered today a hundredfold.

Turning around a street, the surroundings became quiet, with only one or two carriages or people on horseback passing by.

There were no fallen leaves on the ground, and the two rows of mansions were all high-rise courtyards. At first glance, it was no ordinary street.

"arrive."

Yiman followed the man and stopped in front of a mansion, only to see the letter: Huang Mansion.

Only the residences of people with official positions can be called 'mansion'. Could it be that all the residences around here are official residences?
The man held a note in both hands and put it in front of Yiman, "The girl only needs to take the note and hand it to the owner of this mansion, and she will naturally have a chance to enter the palace."

At some point, the street was deserted except for Yi Man and this man, and the dozen or so people who had been following him from a distance had also disappeared.

The man lowered his eyebrows and bowed his waist slightly, not as respectfully as if he had just stopped him.

Things have come to this point, I have no choice at all.

He pinched the note with two fingers, and unfolded it to see that there was only one word on it: her.

Yiman frowned and looked up at the man with the mustache.

The word 'she' refers to myself?

This character looks handsome and elegant, but has strong muscles and bones. A small character can show the continuous momentum. This person must have profound calligraphy skills.

"Please wait here, girl."

The man with the mustache said, bowed deeply and left the street.

Yiman felt like being pulled by someone like a shadow puppet at the moment, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes and exhaled, opened her eyes and folded the note carefully.

Now I have no choice at all. Since there is a ready-made road in front of me that can lead to my goal, there is no reason not to follow the trend.Even if it's a game, he has to break in first, get what he wants, and then smash the game to pieces!

(End of this chapter)