[Chapter 135 Chapter 135 Becoming a Popular Person after Divorce (12)]
A few dark clouds blocked the scorching sun, making it a rare good day.
The most prosperous street in Kyoto is Changning Street, where the scenery is peaceful and the wind is clear.
The hawkers' calls could be heard everywhere, and pedestrians passed by shoulder to shoulder.
The entire street seemed to be a man's world, and the few women seen occasionally were maids sent by various mansions to do shopping.
The young ladies from aristocratic families were kept aside, enjoying the support of their families while being like commodities waiting to be sold at a price, waiting to become tools for marriage arrangements.
Even if they go out, they have to hide tightly behind a fence that is as tall as their body.
Just because it is said that girls should not show their faces in public.
Yan Qing looked at the vendors around him, and there were some merchant women there.
But they all wore loose long robes, wrapped their heads with cloth, and hunched their backs, trying to minimize their feminine features.
She had read some books and found that almost all the masterpieces circulated in the world were from men.
All the fruits that belonged to women were stolen.
This dimension's oppression of women seems to have fallen into a morbid vicious circle.
I put my thoughts aside, bought a candied haws and walked around.
Seeing a circle of people not far ahead, she raised her eyebrows and squeezed into the crowd, only to find that it was a classic scene of snatching people.
The protagonist has a brief acquaintance with her, Xu Wenzhang, the son of Lin'an Marquis's Mansion, who is not very familiar to him.
The handsome young man had half of his long hair tied up on top of his head with a golden crown, and the rest was scattered behind his shoulders, looking dashing and romantic.
He particularly likes red clothes, and the red round-necked robe makes his fair skin look even more prominent.
"I'm going to get this woman today!"
He opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it in front of his chest, his head held high, his overly delicate face full of arrogance.
The man confronting him was also a young man in brocade clothes, but the young man was taller and more handsome.
"Xu Wenjian, if you dare to snatch this woman from me, you are courting death!"
Yan Qing listened to the whispers of the onlookers and realized that he was the legitimate son of the Xie family in Panyang.
As the two of them fought, she turned her gaze to the girl who was being fought over nearby.
The little girl looked like she was not yet of marriageable age. She had pretty features and eyebrows, but her body looked skinny due to lack of nutrition.
It makes her look younger.
Next to her stood a big man with a face full of flesh. Looking at the two noble young masters confronting each other, his eyes were sparkling with calculation.
Through the fragmentary words of the people around him, Yan Qing roughly pieced together the cause and effect of the matter -
A big man sells his daughter for fame and fortune, and his daughter is noticed by Mr. Xie, who has a special hobby. Xu Wenjian, who has always been at odds with Mr. Xie, suddenly appears and snatches her away.
"This is the person I've taken a fancy to first." The young master of the Xie family had a sinister look in his eyes.
Xu Wenzhang looked up with his nose in the air: "If you don't like it, I may not necessarily snatch it away."
The Panyang Xie family is one of the top aristocratic families, and all the officials in the capital have to give them some face.
But Xu Wenzhang is not someone you can easily mess with.
Not to mention that the old grandfather of the Marquisate who has passed away was once a close friend of Emperor Taizu and conspired to establish the country together, even the current Marquis of Lin'an had made numerous military achievements when he was young.
Lin'an Marquis Xu Shirong and Shenwu General Yan Wanshan are known as the two great war gods of Yan State. Both of them are feared by the enemies on the battlefield.
It was only a few years ago that Marquis Lin'an was injured in the battle of Lushui and retreated from the front line.
Therefore, when the eldest son of the Xie family faced off against Xu Wenxuan, it was hard to tell who would win based on their backgrounds alone.
"Xu Caobao, you are going too far!" The young man in fancy clothes pointed at him with a trembling finger.
Xu Wenjian said sarcastically: "Xie Fengchun, why are you acting like a eunuch, even raising your orchid finger when you talk."
"You, you, you..." Xie Fengchun was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.
"Your father is here." The young man in red had a defiant look on his face.
"Teach him a lesson, Master!"
Seeing that the two servants were about to fight, the spectators, fearing that they would be implicated, all dispersed.
The street vendors continued to hawk their wares, and the brothel not far away was still bustling with people.
Everyone is used to the dispute between two second-generation rich people.
Xu Wenzhang folded the folding fan in his hand and smashed it on the other person's head, then took the malnourished girl and ran away in the chaos.
Yan Qing followed quickly.
"Hey, my daughter!" The big man wanted to chase her out, but was dragged into the battlefield by the servant of the marquis's mansion.
He looked at Xie Fengchun in distress: "Master Xie, look, the price we just agreed on..."
Xie Fengchun covered his head and kicked him away: "I haven't even got the person yet, and you still dare to ask for money! Go find that bitch Xu Wenjian!"
The big man sitting on the ground looked in the direction where Xu Wenjian disappeared, and then looked at Xie Fengchun who was leaving with his men.
He lost both his money and his life, and he slapped his thigh and shouted, "Someone's robbing me! The prince of the Lin'an Marquisate has robbed me!"
The alleys in Kyoto are interconnected, and Yan Qing followed Xu Wenzhang to a sparsely populated alley.
She disappeared at the crossroads, leaned against the wall, and looked at the two people who had stopped.
Xu Wenjian took off the purse from his waist and handed it to the girl: "Here, take this and leave."
"Thank you, sir." The girl knelt on the ground. She looked at the benefactor in front of her, her cheeks flushed. "Can I follow you, sir?"
Xu Wenjian frowned and said, "You have to think about it carefully. The Marquis' Mansion has no shortage of maids. If you become a slave, you will never have the chance to regret it."
He threw down another badge of a servant from the Marquis' Mansion.
"Take this and you can leave the city."
He could exempt her from the indenture, but if he set such a precedent, how would the other servants be willing to obey his management?
He gave her two choices: to become a slave or to be free.
The girl bit her lip, bowed again, picked up her purse and staggered away.
Whether to return the money to the father who sold her, or to leave the city and find another way out, all depends on her own decision.
He looked back.
Yan Qing quickly turned his face away to avoid his gaze.
I looked out again, and in just a short while, the place was empty.
"Are you looking for me?" A chuckle came from above my head.
Just as Yan Qing was about to look up, Xu Wenzhang had already flown down from the wall, one hand tightened around her waist and the other hand pressed on the wall.
Push her against the wall.
"Which thief dares to follow Xiao--" He was just teasing with a bit of arrogance, but after seeing the face of the person in his arms clearly, his tone changed, "Master, Master's wife?"
The hand on her waist was suddenly withdrawn as if it had touched a hot potato, and the shocked man jumped three feet away.
He stared at Yan Qing as if he had seen a ghost, his brows furrowed into an eight shape, his hands shielding his chest: "Master's Wife, why are you following me?"
Yan Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes at him when he saw how he looked like a chaste and loyal husband.
Xu Wenzhang's lips twitched. Is the woman in front of him really the same person as the gentle and considerate master's wife at Zuo Xiang's residence that day?
I couldn't help but take another look.
You know what, when the master's wife dresses up as a man, she is also a handsome young man.
Of course, I'm still far behind him.
After all, he is the handsome and outstanding son of Marquis Lin'an.
"I saw someone doing good deeds out of kindness, so I followed and took a look."
A smile appeared on Yan Qing's lips, "Shaoyou has made me look at him in a new light."
Xu Wenzhang clenched his fist and put it to his lips, then coughed softly, "Master's wife has good taste."
He accepted all of Yan Qing's compliments without even blushing.
Typically, it will shine with a little sunshine.
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