The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 663: Tough Little Bun! (four more)

Gu Jiao suspected that she was wrong, how could she see Gu Chengfeng here?

Mu Qingchen closed his eyes and opened his eyes, looking at Gu Jiao in puzzlement.

However, the group of people had already turned a corner and went in the opposite direction.

Mu Qingchen asked: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Jiao sat back on her seat: "I seem to see someone I know."

Mu Qingchen looked at the group of people outside the window, looked deeply at Gu Jiao and said, "Do you know the Han family or those slaves?"

Gu Jiao was slightly startled: "Slavery?"

Mu Qingchen looked at her and said, "Did you admit your mistake?"

Gu Jiao lowered the window: "Maybe I was really wrong."

It is impossible for Gu Chengfeng to come to the country of Yan, let alone become a slave.

...

There is a mine vein at the foot of Dongshan Mountain in the outer city of Shengdu, and the Han family is responsible for mining it.

A few days ago, there was an accident in the mine, and a group of corvees died. The Han family bought a batch of new corvees without stopping.

Most of these corvees are servants who have been marked as slaves. There are poor people in Yan State, prisoners who have been severely sentenced, and strong men from black market peddlers.

The team stopped at the checkpoint of the mine, and the guards looked at the corvees tied up with ropes, and clicked their tongues in disgust: "This batch of corvees doesn't seem to be very useful, and there are not many strong ones."

An official riding on a horse said: "The market is not good now, it's good to have it, let's make use of it."

The guard said: "Okay, go to work, just wait!"

The officer smiled: "Are you going to work so late, aren't you afraid of another accident?"

The guard smiled helplessly: "What can I do with the order from above?"

He said helpless words on his mouth, but his expression was clearly indifferent.

That's right, it's just a group of lowly corvees, who cares about their life and death?

A group of people entered the mine, and several officials found an open space for them to rest in place.

It's not that I sympathize with them, but that they have traveled a long distance, they are already very tired, and they must rest and eat before they can recover their physical strength and work.

Everyone sat down directly on the ground.

Gu Chengfeng sat at the back, looking inconspicuous.

He lived and slept in the open all the way,

He is no longer the son of a family in Zhao Kingdom.

Not long after, someone brought porridge and steamed buns over, and the corvees rushed up.

"Stand up! Stand up! Don't move!"

The officer who distributed the food came over with a whip, and everyone was honest.

One bowl of porridge and two steamed buns per person.

When it was Gu Chengfeng's turn, there was only half a steamed bun left.

Gu Chengfeng didn't speak, took the porridge bowl and the hard steamed buns, and ate them in big mouthfuls.

After being hungry a few times, he already understood that if he didn't eat fast enough, he would only be hungry until the next meal.

Sure enough, as soon as they wolfed down half a steamed bun in their hands, the officials urged them to enter the mine.

"Officer, can you give me another stutter? I can't eat enough... I don't have the strength to work..."

A corvee who was over fifty years old handed over his hands and begged the official post.

The officer hit him with a whip, causing him to roll on the ground: "Now I have strength!"

He fell down in front of Gu Chengfeng.

In the past, Gu Chengfeng would definitely help him up, but right now, Gu Chengfeng didn't do anything, just walked around him silently and followed the team.

A group of people entered the mine.

Some ores are on the surface and can be mined directly, while some ores are underground and need to be dug blind.

They were sent to dig wells right now, and several old corvees were already digging.

"Get the shovel yourself!" the officer yelled.

Everyone hurriedly walked over, picked up the shovel on the ground, and started digging the well just like the old corvees.

Gu Chengfeng also took a shovel and dug in style.

They dug until midnight, and everyone was exhausted from digging, and they were taken back to a big bunk to rest when they had no more strength.

Dozens of people crowded into one room, and the smell was so bad that it was suffocating.

Gu Chengfeng was lying on the wooden board in the corner, with a corvee on one side and a dusty earthen wall on the other.

Perhaps tired, everyone almost lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

After the official inspected the room, he locked it outside, then turned and left.

In the darkness, Gu Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't come to be a corvee. Now that Shengdu has arrived, there is no need for him to continue mixing with a group of slave servants.

He had to figure out a way to leave.

While he was thinking, he turned over, but inadvertently pressed the wound on the outside of his right leg, and he gasped.

"Hold!"

Branding a slave is a real pain.

He couldn't help but swear.

...

After Gu Jiao returned to the house, she told the story of being the equestrian master for the little princess. After all, if she wants to go often in the future, it is better to explain it clearly to her family.

Mrs. Nan served Gu Jiao a bowl of corn ribs soup: "Which little princess? Is there a princess in our outer city?"

The princess heard that he was a person of status, and usually lived in the inner city.

"Mr. Yanshan's daughter." Gu Jiao said.

"Mr. Yanshan..." Mrs. Nan felt that this title was familiar, but she had been away from the country of Yan for so many years that she couldn't remember it for a while.

"The monarch's younger brother." Mr. Meng said casually.

Master Nan, as if enlightened, smiled and said, "Ah, yes, yes, he is the king's younger brother. Why do I sound so familiar?"

Gu Jiao snorted: "Does the king's younger brother have such a young child?"

She remembered that King Mingjun was the crown prince's son, that is, the emperor's grandson. King Mingjun looked about the same age as Xiao Heng, and the monarch was also about the same age as the old Hou Ye at least.

Nan Shiniang said thoughtfully: "I don't know about that." She didn't deliberately inquire about the royal family's news at the beginning, and her understanding of the royal family was very limited.

Mr. Meng took a sip of the soup, and said in a neutral tone: "Mr. Yanshan is the posthumous son of the Queen Mother, who is nearly thirty years younger than the Monarch."

In this way, Gu Jiao understands that Lord Yanshan is the youngest brother of the monarch, and his daughter is of the same generation as the crown prince. Doesn't that mean that even the king of Ming County has to politely call the little princess aunt when he sees the little princess?

Gu Jiao suddenly laughed: "The little guy is quite senior."

Everyone looked at her strangely.

Having said so much, is your focus only on seniority?

That is Lord Yanshan's daughter, the princess of the royal family!

It is said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, not to mention Bo Yun's weird royal family of the Yan Kingdom, Master Nan was somewhat worried.

Mr. Meng seems to be well-informed, so she asked Mr. Meng, "Is this Mr. Yanshan easy to get along with?"

If the temper is too bad, I would rather not have this job.

"Mr. Yanshan is fine." Mr. Meng said, and glanced at Gu Jiao, "You didn't make the little princess cry, did you?"

Gu Jiao said seriously: "No, how could I make her cry?"

Mr. Meng nodded: "That's good. The monarch dotes on this little princess very much. The monarch killed all the people who made her cry in the past!"

Gu Jiao: "..."

In the early morning of the next day, Gu Jiao practiced the red-tasseled gun for a while as usual. Maybe it was because she saw Gu Chengfeng by mistake, Gu Jiao thought of the whip that she had neglected for many days, so she took it out and practiced for a while.

After that, Gu Jiao and Gu Xiaoshun went to the academy.

As soon as she arrived at the gate of the academy, Gu Jiao was stopped by a luxurious carriage.

A young man in brocade clothes came down from the carriage, it turned out to be Han Che.

Han Che glanced at Gu Jiao with a half-smile, turned around and opened the curtain, letting another luxuriously dressed man get off the carriage.

Gu Jiao had seen him.

It was Mingjun Wang who had come to the academy to look for Mu Qingchen.

This King of Ming County is very active, and he is very close to the nobles of the family, regardless of whether these nobles of the family are at odds with each other.

Gu Jiao only thought that he was looking for Mu Qingchen again, turned around, and planned to bypass the carriage and enter the academy.

Unexpectedly, Han Che stopped her: "Hey, Xiao Liulang! Stop!"

Gu Jiao didn't stop.

Han Che gasped.

Jin Yiwei who was beside King Ming stepped forward quickly, blocking Gu Jiao's way.

Gu Jiao frowned impatiently.

"You go in first." She said to Gu Xiaoshun.

Gu Xiaoshun wanted to stay, but when he thought of something, his eyes flashed: "Okay, I'll go first!"

Jin Yiwei didn't stop Gu Xiaoshun.

Gu Jiao turned around and looked at the two of them: "What's the matter?"

Her unrestrained and arrogant attitude made King Ming frowned slightly.

Han Che was very satisfied with the effect, all he wanted was for Xiao Liulang to offend King Ming.

King Ming Jun didn't seem to intend to reveal his identity, he quickly suppressed his displeasure, and said to Gu Jiao kindly: "I'm Mu Qingchen's friend, I've been to your academy last time."

"So?" Gu Jiao looked at him indifferently, but she didn't say clearly what she was doing?

As the grandson of the royal family, King Mingjun grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he has never been so slighted by anyone.

But thinking that the other party didn't know his identity, King Ming was relieved again.

He didn't give Han Che face, it didn't mean he didn't give himself face.

Thinking of this, King Ming smiled gently again: "No other meaning, you are Qingchen's classmate, and I am Qingchen's friend, I just want to get acquainted."

Han Che curled his lips when he heard the words, didn't he tell Mingjun Wang Xiao Liulang that he was just a man from the country? Why be so polite to him?

It was not Xiao Liulang, but Mu Qingchen who was being polite to King Mingjun.

Among the top ten families in Shengdu, Mu Qingchen occupies three. If Mu Qingchen is attracted, it is equivalent to the Su family, Mu family and Wang family being attracted at the same time.

"Not interested." Gu Jiao said.

Han Che said coldly: "Hey! Do you know who the person talking to you is? Don't be ignorant of what's good and what's wrong! You don't have to drink a toast!"

"Hey, Mr. Han, don't get angry, and speak up if you have something to say." Han Che sang red face, so he might as well sing bad face.

He smiled and said to Gu Jiao, "I was busy last time in the kicking competition, so I couldn't see it with my own eyes. I am deeply sorry. I heard that you have a very powerful horse. Could you let me see it?"

"I can't." Gu Jiao flatly refused.

King Ming almost choked on blood!

It’s not good if you don’t reveal your identity, right?

Han Che added fuel to the flames and mocked: "Xiao Liulang, don't say that the young man next to me just wants to see your horse, he just wants your horse, you have to give it to me understand?"

Gu Jiao looked at the two of them indifferently: "So, you are here to snatch my horse?"

King Ming frowned.

He just came to see it, but right now he really wants to grab it.

Because since childhood, no one dared to disobey him.

This fellow from the country is too blind, even if he didn't declare his identity, isn't his aristocratic aura not enough to deter him!

Inside the gate of the book, the academy students who saw this scene shouted that it was over.

That person is the prince's legitimate son, and since the prince's daughter was deposed, he has become the eldest grandson of the emperor.

He wanted to snatch Liulang's horse, even if Gu Xiaoshun called Mr. Qingchen over, it would be impossible!

"What's wrong? What are you all doing here? Don't you have classes?"

Dean Cen came over and asked.

The students turned around, and one of them whispered: "Dean, King Mingjun is here, and he wants to snatch Liulang's horse king!"

"What?" Dean Cen's expression changed.

He looked out the door, and saw Duke Ming and Han Che facing Gu Jiao.

King Ming Jun didn't come to watch the game at all yesterday, so how could he know Liu Lang's horse?

Most likely, Han Che wanted Liulang's horse, but he couldn't do it himself. After all, he couldn't beat Mu Qingchen even if he did, so he attracted King Ming.

What the king of Mingjun wants, he still can't get it.

It's over, Liulang's horse can't be kept.

"Why is it robbery?" King Mingjun smiled lightly.

However, he said not to grab, but Jin Yiwei beside him had already put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Just when King Ming ordered to draw his sword, a carriage drove up quickly and stopped beside Gu Jiao and his party.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a little girl carved in pink and jade jumped out.

"What are you doing?" she asked milkily.

King Ming was taken aback.

The little princess, who was less than five years old, jumped out of the carriage and came to the king of Mingjun. She raised her immature face and asked majestically, "Why don't you call me?"

How embarrassing, it's all human.

King Mingjun frowned, cupped his hands, and bowed bravely: "Little aunt."

The little princess looked at him, then at Gu Jiao: "What were you doing just now?"

Thinking that the little guy loves to sue in front of the king, Mingjun Wang winked at the guard, who put down his sword hand without any trace.

King Ming smiled: "It's nothing, I just came here to meet a friend."

"Really?" the little princess asked Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao put her arms around her arms: "No, he wants to steal my horse."

Duke Ming: "..."

The face of the little princess fell instantly: "Hold me up."

The close maid immediately hugged the expressionless little Princess.

The little princess stretched out her fleshy little hand, slapped King Ming on the forehead, and said fiercely: "Stinky boy! How dare you bully my aunt's teacher!"

Quiet Mimi's fourth watch is here.

Thank you for your concern, the cold is much better.