Fifty-Six: Pick a Servant (4)

If she only chooses to come to look after the nursing home, Jiang Pengji will definitely not use those who have a criminal record, after all, she has to think about the safety of the Liu family. But if it's training private soldiers... Hehe, that's another story, she hasn't encountered any thorns that she can't deal with.

In her bones, there is a kind of spirit that likes to pursue thrills and adventures, and sometimes it becomes serious, and it can even be called pathological.

I remember that I hadn’t become a legion commander in my previous life, and her immediate superior trained her, but he also had a headache because of her temper, and asked her to seek counseling from a psychiatrist every now and again. crazy.

After all, not everyone has a strong psychological endurance, can accept a stranger, and overthrow his old self as soon as he meets him.

Bite the bullet, facing the sharp gaze of the old housekeeper, the prostitute asked people to catch up with all those "goods" that were difficult to get rid of.

Almost everyone wears shackles on their hands and feet. It doesn't look like the "goods" in the dental shop. If they wear prison clothes, they will be a prisoner.

"Are these sold by the government?"

Jiang Pengji glanced roughly, half of the people had tattoos on their faces and had been tortured by tattooing.

"A few are official slaves, and a few were originally death row prisoners, but they were released with amnesty due to good luck."

Looking at those people's dead silent or mocking or malicious eyes, the prostitute immediately regretted it. Although she was eager to let go, if Jiang Pengji really took a fancy to some of them and brought them back and something happened, the Liu Mansion would definitely not Forget about dental work.

amnesty?

Jiang Pengji searched her memory and found that there was indeed such a thing. In order to celebrate the birthday of the beloved concubine, and the drought in Dongqing that had been on and off for more than half a year had eased, they were happy to pardon the world. Calculating the time, it should be in early February.

Under the nervous eyes of the old housekeeper, Jiang Pengji circled around a lot, and then stopped in front of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

[Sleep all over the male god of the Three Kingdoms]: Hey, he looks so good-looking, I feel that his facial features are a bit like the little fresh meat that became popular some time ago.

[Smuggling into Africa]: Hey, I really didn’t find out, but this one looks much more mature than Xiaoxianrou, and more manly!

In ancient times, one could start a family at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and one was already the father of a bunch of little kids at the age of sixteen or seventeen, so he was naturally more mature and stable.

But Jiang Pengji's focus is not on appearance. In fact, she doesn't care much about the appearance of people other than women.

"Raise your head and let me have a look." Jiang Pengji didn't pinch the opponent's chin directly, but lifted his chin with the tip of a sandalwood fan. The opponent seemed to dislike such humiliating behavior, but that kind of strength couldn't compare to it. She, "It's a pity..."

This is also a prisoner who has been tattooed. The tattoo mark is on the right cheek near the ear. Because the wound is not well maintained, pus bleeds out a yellowish liquid, and some flesh rolls out, mixed with strands of bright red. It looks quite oozing of.

[One meter sunlight]: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Perhaps it was induced by beauty, Jiang Pengji saw a row of lollipops and sweetheart gifts floating across the screen.

The young man who was forced to lift his chin slightly squinted his dark and bright eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and there seemed to be sharp knives hidden in his eyes, and his eyes were very sharp. Eyelid fear.

Those lips that had lost their color were dry and pale, and they were a little cracked and peeled, and their cheeks were stained with two morbid blushes due to the heat.

Because his head was raised, his neck was slender and his ragged collar was loose, exposing his delicate collarbone with bumps.

The old butler silently moved his eyes away, the picture was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to look at it.

The matchmaker also sighed regretfully, "It's really a pity, even if the wound on the face is healed, it will still leave ugly scars."

At present, white and delicate beauty is popular,

Hairpin powder is a fashion pursued by many aristocrats, but the public's aesthetic concept has not changed much. They can clearly distinguish between beauty and ugliness. Although this young man looks more heroic, he is also a rare beauty.

If it weren't for the ruined face, it would definitely be very popular if it was sold to the receptionist just based on its appearance.

"Lang Jun stay away from him, be careful of being overly ill." The old housekeeper stood aside, looking at the fan in Jiang Pengji's hand with disapproval.

She took back the sandalwood fan with a smile, and her eyes lingered on the young man. The other party's eyes were full of unwillingness, like a juvenile cub imprisoned in a cage, who has the ability to roar in the mountains and forests, but is helpless in the real situation.

"Girl, what did this man do?"

The matchmaker thought for a while and said, "This is from the next county. His mother went to the street to buy vegetables and bumped into a nobleman. She was pushed and fell to the ground. Unluckily, she hit her head. That's how she went. When he found out, he took the knife Find someone to avenge, hack a servant to death, and then be arrested."

Originally, he was exiled for 30 years as a tattoo sentence, but the family quit and used their connections to throw him into death row.

Hacking someone to death and offending the powerful, that family didn't go out of their way to kill him?

However, his luck was good, and he even encountered amnesty, because there was a reason for the incident, and the motive for killing was also out of filial piety, so he was taken out of the death row, enslaved, changed several houses back and forth, and finally fell into her hands after going round and round. inside.

The matchmaker carefully suggested, "This is a prickly thing, it's not easy to teach, why don't you look at other things?"

Jiang Pengji pursed her lips, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, opened the folding fan with a swipe, and said with a smile, "No, it's just him!"

The old housekeeper and the matchmaker: "..."

Why do you hate it so much!

"Nowadays it's hard to find people who can read and write, and it's even harder to find people who are literate and have some brains, but it's only a few taels of silver, and it's good money."

The boy glared angrily, and she could even hear the sound of the boy grinding his molars with hatred.

Jiang Pengji smiled meaningfully at that boy, her luck was good, but this boy's luck was bad.

If it weren't for him, he would definitely be able to escape from this dental shop late at night today. The Long March is only one step away, but... such a small "prison escape" method is not enough for her. At most, it will arouse her interest. "What's his name?"

The matchmaker's brain seemed to be short-circuited, and now she came back to her senses, and quickly replied, "His name is Xu Ke."

Jiang Pengji asked at a leisurely pace, "Do you have a sign?"

That young man has practiced martial arts, but his fingers have thick calluses formed by holding a pen. He should have read books, and the time is not short.

No matter what elders took it, the scholars in ancient times should have a name.

Jiang Pengji still doesn't understand why it is so complicated to choose a name, a name is a name, what messed up words are tossed about.

The matchmaker couldn't answer now, so she kicked Xu Ke secretly, and stared fiercely, "Mr. Lang asked you something."

Xu Ke pursed his lips, the anger rising in his chest hadn't disappeared, but the situation was stronger than others, so he could only suppress it for the time being.

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