Although he was very excited about what Zhao Yanhuan brought out, Fang Baoshu did not dare to mess around.
Of course, there was another reason why Fang Baoshu didn't have the intention of robbery, that is, what Zhao Yanhuan wanted to exchange for this treasure was just two worthless minions in his hands.
The quality of this expensive glass ornament is amazing. It is more than enough to buy all the slaves of his Fang family. Fang Baoshu can't believe it when he only buys two slaves.
"Miss, do you really want to exchange this valuable ornament for these two slaves? They are not worth the price."
However, Zhao Yanhuan pretended to be indifferent and said: "It's worth thousands of gold but it's just a decoration. If you exchange it for what I want now, it's the most suitable one. It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not. It just depends on whether I want it or not."
Zhao Yanhuan said this with a calm demeanor, and her extravagant energy that regarded money as dirt, all showed that she had a high-mindedness and a disdain for fireworks that was infected by her wealth.
Zhao Yanhuan's explanation immediately convinced Fang Baoshu. He often did it himself by spending a lot of money on the things he loved.
Fang Baoshu was a dandy. He had no idea what was going on. He only knew that two cheap slaves for fun could exchange for such a treasure, and he made a profit.
So Fang Baoshu happily accepted the ornament from Zhao Yanhuan's hand and had people push Peng Zufeng and Peng Xuan in front of Zhao Yanhuan.
Playing with the glass ball in his hand fondly, Fang Baoshu couldn't bear to take his eyes away from the treasure in front of him.
"These two cheap slaves are hidden slaves. They have no bond of sale. They have the slave marks of our family on them. My lady only needs to destroy the slave marks on them and brand them with the slave marks of your family."
Fang Baoshu said this lightly and did not regard Peng Zufeng and Peng Xuan as human beings at all.
After he finished speaking, he didn't stay much longer. He left the people behind and left with a group of losers.
He got such a good treasure, and he wanted to show it off to his dandy friends.
Fang Baoshu and his group rode away on horseback, leaving Peng Xuan standing silently in front of Zhao Yanhuan with her brother on her back.
The clothes Peng Xuan wore were a little too small, revealing a section of her bronze forearm. On her forearm, there was a small slave mark.
The appearance of this slave mark was originally due to the founding ancestor of this dynasty who stipulated that slaves from wealthy families must also pay taxes on a per capita basis.
This move was originally intended to curb the trend of wealthy families raising slaves, and also to prevent wealthy families from absorbing common people as slaves without restraint.
This was indeed effective at first, but as the emperor gradually became feeble, the family began to follow the rules.
Since you have to pay taxes if you use too many slaves, you should not apply for a deed of sale to the government to register the slaves, but use a slave seal instead.
Each aristocratic family has its own unique slave print pattern. The slave print is imprinted on the back of the hand, wrist, and forearm in places that are easy to see.
There are no regulations in the law that stipulate the legality of slave seals, but the officials are either people from aristocratic families, or people promoted and won over by aristocratic families.
This slave seal, which had no legal effect, turned into a law that everyone in the world must abide by under the aristocratic family's promotion.
People with a slave mark cannot travel freely from now on, let alone leave the master's house without permission. Every time they go out, they must have an identity card given by the master's family, otherwise they will be regarded as runaway slaves, and running away from slaves is a capital crime.
This slave seal is simply a further step in treating the people as fish and meat, putting them on the chopping board and cutting them at will.
The so-called removal of the slave mark means to cut off the original slave mark alive and destroy the appearance of the slave mark.
Then the slave mark of the new master's family is branded, which means that the slave has changed masters.
This process was cruel, but after hearing this, Peng Xuan just carried her brother Peng Zufeng on her back and stood in front of Zhao Yanhuan, her face numb and her eyes lowered, showing no emotion.
She didn't think that Zhao Yanhuan used such expensive things in exchange for her because he felt sorry for her and wanted to save her. These nobles from aristocratic families did not regard their slaves as human beings.
Zhao Yanhuan didn't explain much and said directly: "You and your brother are wearing thin clothes, so don't stay outside and come into the carriage."
Peng Xuan looked at Zhao Yanhuan in surprise. She didn't expect the new owner to be so considerate. She thought she was going to follow the carriage while carrying her brother on her back.
But her brother was in a coma, and it would be bad to freeze in the ice and snow again.
Peng Xuan didn't want to think too much and said to Zhao Yanhuan: "Thank you, Master, for your consideration." Then she climbed into the car with her brother on her back.
The carriage of this car is spacious. Although Zhao Yanhuan, Zhao Hua'er, Zhao Yicang and two more brothers and sisters Peng Xuan and Peng Zufeng are already sitting in it, it is only slightly crowded and can still be driven.
After getting on the bus, Peng Xuan did not sit on the seat, but took the initiative to hold her brother Peng Zufeng and sit on the ground of the carriage.
Because Zhao Yanhuan, the new owner, allowed her and her brother to get into the carriage to escape the cold, which surprised her, Peng Xuan's tense and numb state was relieved a lot.
After looking at Peng Xuan's frostbitten feet and Peng Zufeng who was unconscious and looking not in good condition, Zhao Yanhuan directly ordered Luan Hu who was driving the car: "Drive to the hospital."
Luan Hu agreed, flicked his whip, and the whip made a flower in the air, making a crisp sound, and drove the carriage to continue walking.
In the carriage, Zhao Yanhuan asked Peng Xuan casually: "What is your name? Who is this man to you?"
Although Zhao Yanhuan had known who the two of them were, she still didn't know them yet, so it was necessary to ask.
Peng Xuan hurriedly saluted Zhao Yanhuan and said, "Slave Yueniang, this is my brother, Sanlang."
Zhao Yanhuan frowned and continued: "I'm not asking about your names when you were slaves, but your real names as brothers and sisters?"
Peng Xuan was stunned for a moment. Since when did the master care about the slave's real name?
But she didn't think much and said directly: "My real name is Peng Xuan, and my brother's real name is Peng Zufeng."
"Xuan is the forget-worn grass. Your parents gave you this name. They must have wanted you to have a worry-free life. It's a good name."
Peng Xuan's face gained a little more smile after being praised by Zhao Yanhuan, so she couldn't help but say one more thing.
“My father and mother didn’t give me this slave’s name, it was my brother who gave it to me.
My brother is very smart. When he was a child, he secretly went to the Confucius School to attend classes. He knew everything the Master taught him. "
"The master took pity on my brother, taught him no discipline, and gave him a name. After my brother studied, he gave me the name Xuan. He hoped that I would be free from worries all my life."
Having said this, Peng Xuan felt a little sad. It was a pity that her brother's idea failed, and her and her brother's life became more and more miserable.
Peng Xuan's sad mood was quickly broken, because Zhao Yanhuan said: "Since your brother and sister's real names have meanings, let's call you by your own names in the future."
Before Peng Xuan could be shocked that Zhao Yanhuan actually asked her and her brother to call her by her name, the carriage had stopped and Luan Hu's voice came from outside: "The hospital is here."
Zhao Yanhuan said to Peng Xuan, "Take your brother and enter the hospital."
After saying that, Zhao Yanhuan took Zhao Hua'er and Zhao Yibao off the carriage first.
Peng Xuan was a little confused and followed her brother out of the carriage. She had a premonition about why Zhao Yanhuan came to the hospital.
But I couldn't believe that someone was really treating the slave. But at the same time, I couldn't believe it, but I also had hope in my heart.
