Nu Yalang of Tang Dynasty

He rode from Pang Mansion to Jin Fengniang's house. As soon as Zhou Jun stepped into the courtyard, he saw the two maids and masters of Jin Mansion talking beside the autumn frame.

Golden Phoenix said: "You have served me for eleven years and have done your best. How can I complain?"

Pingpo lowered her head and said, "Do you think my mother-in-law dislikes my old age and frailty?"

Jin Fengniang asked anxiously: "Where did Po Ping get her nonsense?"

Po Ping: "Yu Ping fell hungry on the roadside back then. If her ancestors hadn't helped her, her bones would have been buried in a mass grave with just a roll of straw mat. How could she have lived a warm and full life like today?"

"I swore back then that I would take good care of you for the rest of my life. Why are you pushing me away now?"

Zhou Jun came over and tried to persuade her: "Feng Niang doesn't want to drive you away, but she wants to give you a better life."

Po Ping looked at Zhou Jun, saluted and said, "Yu Ping has never thought that there is anything bad in today's life."

Zhou Jun: "Fengniang has always treated you as a relative, so she will naturally know whether you are living a happy life."

"You used to be the concubine of the Liyuan. Every musical performance was popular in Chang'an. The music and rhythm are imprinted in your bones."

"When you hung the pipa in the house, in the dead of night, didn't you ever think about regaining the way of music?"

Ping Po didn't speak, and there was a hint of hesitation and panic on her face.

Zhou Jun: "Pang Gong likes music, and he once heard your music performance, and he admired it very much."

"With him, you can do things that you are better at and love more. Isn't that great?"

At this time, Jin Fengniang also advised: "Po Ping, you have been with me for so many years, and I have never regarded you as a servant. I hope you can live a better life, and I also hope that you can be as good as you were in Pang Mansion every day."

happy."

"You don't have to worry about me, and you don't have to worry about what Zu Weng will say. I will explain everything."

"If you are willing, feel free to go."

After struggling for a while, Ping Po finally nodded slightly.

Zhou Jun let out a long breath, took out a document from his arms, and said to Jin Fengniang and Ping Po: "I have drawn up the slave contract, and Pang Gong has signed it. Feng Niang, take a look at it. If you have no objections, you can also sign it."

Alright."

Goldilocks took the private contract and looked at it a few times.

When she saw the amount of the slave bond, she unconsciously opened her eyes wide and exclaimed: "So much?! This deed can buy a small household in Chang'an City!"

Zhou Jun nodded and said, "Pang Gong thinks Po Ping is worth the price."

Jin Fengniang handed the private deed to Po Ping for review and said to Zhou Jun: "But the money is really too much, and I feel uneasy."

Zhou Jun: "Pang Gong has a stubborn temper. He said it was this much, it is just this much, just accept it."

After Ping Po read the private contract, she closed her eyes and sighed softly.

Goldilocks finally signed the private contract.

Zhou Jun put the private deed in his arms and said to the two maids: "Tomorrow happens to be the opening day of the central market. Around two quarters of noon, you go directly to the central hall of the city office. I will wait there."

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After explaining a few more words, Zhou Jun turned around and left Jin Mansion.

Walking to the street, Zhou Jun patted the private contract in his arms, and a big stone suddenly fell in his heart.

The hard work of the past few days finally became a reality at this moment.

As a new slave teether, Zhou Jun relied on his own ability to finally make his first slave order. He was so happy that he wanted to sing loudly.

After riding on his horse, Zhou Jun rushed home and couldn't wait to tell his parents the good news.

After hearing Zhou Jun's words, his father Zhou Dinghai was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair, his hands couldn't stop shaking, and his words were full of disbelief: "Pang Gong? Did you really make Pang Gong's slave list?!

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Zhou Jun nodded vigorously.

Zhou Dinghai slapped his thigh and shouted "Hello", and the wrinkles on his face bloomed with joy.

He shouted loudly to Luo Sanniang: "There is a pot of Siamese roast in the backyard that I have treasured for many years. Take it out! Jun'er and I will not come home until we are drunk tonight!"

Luo Sanniang responded with a smile, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

That night, Zhou Jun told his parents about the twists and turns of the past few days at the dinner table.

Zhou Dinghai was very happy when he heard this, but he also felt that his son had really grown up and was promising.

The father and son drank each other's glasses and drank all the good shochu on the altar.

Zhou Jun, whose face was flushed, walked towards his wing with a swaying step.

Pushing the door open, he happened to see Huayue who had just woken up.

Huayue smelled the smell of alcohol on Zhou Jun's body and hurriedly hid behind her, saying, "You're drunk! Don't come here!"

Zhou Jun walked to the main seat in the front hall and sat down. While burping with wine, he said to Hua Yue: "You girl, you are born to be ignorant. Think about it, this is my home, and you are

My personal maid, if I really had any evil thoughts, how could you still be so free until now? I would have executed you on the spot long ago."

Hua Yue frowned and said to Zhou Jun: "I am ugly and have some serious diseases. If you want to harm women, there are many of them in Chang'an City."

Zhou Jun looked at Huayue and said with a smile: "Ugly? Do you have a serious disease?"

"Do you think I, Zhou, am an idiot?"

"Your hunchback is fake, your muteness is fake, but those red sores on your body tell me they are real?"

"Let me expose you early. The red sores on your body are a kind of thing called skin wax. The main ingredients are probably beeswax, lime, grease, rosin, starch and mineral pigments. Mix these things together and apply them on your body.

Then use moxibustion and burn it, and it will look like a scar, which will not be washed away even if it is exposed to water."

When Hua Yue heard this, she stood blankly on the spot and murmured: "How could you...?"

Zhou Jun burped from wine and said: "When I was a policeman, many people relied on this makeup to avoid being searched."

"When I first met you, I felt something was wrong with you. How could you hide it from me?"

Huayue took a step back, crossed her arms over her chest, and asked nervously: "Then what do you want to do if you buy me?"

As the alcohol surged, Zhou Jun beat his chest uncomfortably and said, "You only believe the rumors of those servants, but you don't believe your own eyes. How have I, Zhou, ever done anything wrong to you?"

"When I brought you back, I felt pity for a teenage girl who was in such a state of desolation. She might have some stories to tell."

Huayue bit her lip, thought for a moment, and then asked: "You are completely different from the Zhou Lang that others call you. Is it possible that you are just pretending to be there? And those strange numbers and the multiplication table are only for you."

One person knows, who are you?"

Zhou Jun, who was getting drunker, smiled and waved his hands and said: "Arabic numerals, the multiplication table to calculate a ball? I don't dare to say that I can do advanced mathematics, linear algebra, etc., but the Pythagorean theorem, multivariate equations, trigonometric functions, etc., I

Definitely come as soon as you open your mouth."

"Back then, I went to a second-tier college. The reason why I didn't go to college was because my family was poor and couldn't raise the tuition fees and living expenses. So I had no choice but to go to the police academy."

"Let me tell you, if I had gone to university and was now a senior programmer, my dream would be to design the most awesome game, win many awards internationally, and bring glory to the country..."

Zhou Jun's voice became lower and lower, and finally his body slowly lay on the table, and his snoring gradually became louder.

Huayue stared at Zhou Jun, who was sleeping at his desk, with fear in his eyes. He was stunned there and did not move for a long time.