Chapter 506: Jiang Xinkui sells his daughter
The next day.
Wen Yan went to the Ministry of Industry early.
Huang Ying'er saw her in the glass workshop and her eyes widened in surprise.
It made her already big and round eyes even rounder.
"You...Wen Yan, why are you here?"
"Your Majesty, let me sell the glassware you made." Wen Yan winked at her.
"So, the pattern drawings the craftsman showed me this morning were all drawn by you?" Huang Ying'er was stunned for a moment, then revealed an embarrassed and ashamed expression. "Also, what I was going to do before... did you always know?"
Wen Yan pinched her little fingernail: "I guessed a little bit, and I feel that you are not the kind of person who would escape."
Huang Ying'er smiled awkwardly: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just didn't want to cause you any trouble."
Wen Yan changed the subject: "The emperor is in dire need of money right now. Please work hard at the workshop and make more colored glaze as soon as possible. I want to take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to sell some goods."
"Mid-Autumn Festival? It's only about twenty days away."
“So, you and the craftsmen in the workshop will have to work hard during this period.
If we want to make a lot of money, we must work hard on style and craftsmanship. Look, this is the style I drew recently. Can you make it? "
Glass lamps, Ruyi, flowers of various shapes, cups, and bonsai.
Huang Ying'er's eyes widened as she watched.
Then he gave Wen Yan a thumbs up and said, "As expected of a daughter raised by an official family, your aesthetic taste is extraordinary.
You can pick any one of them and put it in an art exhibition and it will kill everyone."
Wen Yan blinked: "Art exhibition?"
Huang Ying'er waved her hand: "I'm just praising your design. Take this glass lantern for example. The pattern on it can't be made with just one or two techniques."
"I've been painting for a few years, so I'm pretty good at drawing patterns. But the glass parts of these things look very complicated. Are there any technical problems on the workshop side?"
"Don't worry, you are responsible for imagination, and I am responsible for realizing your imagination." Huang Ying'er raised her chin and patted her chest proudly.
When she was in school, there was a glass craft club in the school, and she practiced the technique for three years.
"If your craftsmanship is up to par, I have something even more exquisite."
"Have you drawn the sample? Can you show it to me?"
Wen Yan said: "The sample picture is still in my mind. I will draw it for you."
The two discussed some details, and then Wen Yan went home.
Both of them were busy with their own things.
During this period, Wen Yan went to see Uncle Hu.
Uncle Hu was sent by her to work undercover alongside a suspicious person, and he rarely reported back.
This time, Uncle Hu was unable to bring back any useful information.
However, the good news is that Manager Cui, after nearly a year of observation, has dispelled his doubts about him and begun to trust him.
Gradually, he was given some important tasks.
This is a good start.
Wen Yan told him to put his own safety first and to retreat in time if his life was in danger.
Uncle Hu agreed to everything and left.
at the same time.
The exile team that the Wen family is in has arrived at the northern border, and it will take another five or six days to reach their destination.
That day, they were lucky enough to arrive at an inn before dark.
Another team arrived at the same time as them.
The prisoners were driven into a corner, waiting for the postmaster to come and arrange accommodation for them.
Another team of people also walked towards the post station.
The leader was a man over forty years old with a big beard and a very fat body.
The way he was dressed, one could tell that he was a wealthy local tycoon.
The servant walked towards the lobby of the post station, and another servant fanned him.
suddenly.
He turned and looked towards the exiled prisoners.
His eyes lingered on Wen Xiuyun for a few moments.
No wonder he saw Wen Xiuyun at first sight.
Among the women in the entire team, she was the only one who dressed herself neatly, and her thin body made her look even more fragile.
She has very good facial features, almond eyes and cherry lips. If her skin were whiter, she would be a beauty!
It’s not Wen Xiuyun’s fault for being so outstanding. It’s just that after more than two months of exile, the others are all covered in dust and dirt, skinny, and their clothes are tattered and dirty.
Instead, it makes Wen Xiuyun look very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
Wen Xiuyun took good care of himself and his younger brother Wen along the way.
Especially Brother Wen, everyone thought that with his physical condition, he would not be able to reach the place of exile and would die on the way.
The fact is just the opposite.
Not only did he survive, he even gained weight and looked stronger.
Wen Xiuyun rubbed his hands. The local rich man's eyes were so blunt that it made people sick.
Now that she was in a desperate situation, she didn't dare to fight back like she used to.
She could only lower her head silently and avoid his sight.
However, the greedy expression of the local rich man was seen by Jiang Xinkui who was standing next to him.
Suddenly, Jiang Xinkui came up with an idea.
Exiled prisoners only had one meal a day at noon.
After the officers locked them up in the barn, they returned to the post station to rest.
Wen Xiuyun felt uneasy.
She usually likes to stay on the edge, but tonight she broke with her behavior and squeezed into the center of the crowd.
Even so, Wen Xiuyun was still very scared and she didn't dare to fall asleep at all.
Until she remembered the bag Wen Yan stuffed into her hands.
She groped in the dark, took out two pills from her bag, and swallowed them one after another.
Then she stopped trying.
Soon sleepiness came over her and she fell asleep.
It was late at night and the barn was especially quiet.
Two figures untied the ropes and quietly came to Wen Xiuyun.
The two worked together, one covered Wen Xiuyun's mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and the other pressed down her limbs.
Wen Xiuyun woke up instantly and struggled hard.
Two fists are no match for four hands. The other party came prepared and strangled her unconscious and carried her away.
It’s not that no one around noticed it, but no one offered help.
Either he couldn't stand the fact that Wen Xiuyun was being treated specially by the officers, or he wanted to help but was stopped by his family: "It's the Wen family's own business, why are you interfering? You're just making people hate you for nothing."
In the most luxurious room of the inn.
There was a knock on the door.
After a while, the door opened from the inside.
In the evening, the local rich man who coveted Wen Xiuyun was standing inside the door.
Jiang Xinkui brought Wen Xiuyun to the man and flattered her, as if she were selling goods: "Master, before she was exiled, she was a daughter of a famous family in the capital.
Not only does she have a beautiful face, she also has a great figure.
She is only sixteen years old this year, as tender as a flower bud.
Just ten taels of silver, and she'll be yours tonight, to enjoy as you please."
The local rich man licked his lips and pinched Wen Xiuyun's face with his fat hands.
Wen Xiuyun did not suffer much along the way. Although his skin was dark, it was as smooth as a peeled egg to the touch.
The local rich man rubbed his fingers together, very satisfied.
But he didn't show it at all. Instead, he showed a disgusted expression and fanned his hands in front of his face: "Ten taels of silver, you might as well go rob."
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