Rebirth of the General's Granddaughter Chapter 31 Purchasing People [3], Part 1
*"Xiaojie" (capitalized) is a proper noun, referring to someone specifically
"xiaojie" (lower-case) is a common noun, referring generally]
She was, after all, once the daughter of an official's family. She had seen fighting between her father's wives and concubines before.
Towards her stepmother, this xiaojie was considered to be polite. She only asked herself to compete for favor and not to harm her stepmother.
Of course she needed to fight for favor. Even if this xiaojie did not order her to, she would still give it her all. Only with the man's love and doting would you have a leg to stand on in the house. Finally, she had to find ways to give birth to a son. That was what she could rely on for life.
Shui YouLian sat in the carriage, thinking about life in the future, at times looking forward to it and at times apprehensive, excited, and nervous.
No matter what, she was no longer a lowly geisha. Even if she was only the yiniang of a fourth-ranked official, it was still better than being a geisha.
Zi You looked at Shui YouLian's bright eyes and revealed a cold smile.
Wang Yiping, the gift for Mu Ying Rui on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, would make you painful enough to crave death!
The horse galloped along. They soon arrived at Great Yan's Jingdu's Yue Cheng, the largest slave market.
Zi You took a look and couldn't help but be depressed. It really was a hell on earth.
Males and females, old and young, all ragged, were mostly sluggish and desperate. They were all like living dead.
Only a few innocent children cried and were noisy. They didn't know yet their futures would no longer be innocent or carefree.
The four maidservants, who did not know why their Xiaojie wanted to come here and see the slaves' miserable conditions, were feeling empathetic. Only Zi You expressionlessly walked towards some eight- to twelve-year-old female slaves and examined carefully.
A thirty-seven or thirty-eight-year-old man was selling these female slaves.
Seeing Zi You wearing Great Yan's most expensive rainbow-colored brocade dress and a veil, even if he couldn't see below her eyes, that pair of crystal clear, deep amethyst eyes, deeper than clear springs, along with her calm and collected demeanor all left a deep impression on him.
He unconsciously stared at Zi You, astonished. What beautiful eyes. Just looking at them was enough to hook your soul away. If her whole face was seen, what kind of heart-stopping beauty would be revealed?
It seemed that she wasn't old, not yet an adult. But she already had such extraordinary grace and charm. This xiaojie was not simple.
Even grown men here would be shocked, but this little xiaojie didn't even wrinkle her eyebrows.
How could this slave dealer know that Zi You had been reborn?
After her previous life's extremely brutal and tragic experiences, Zi You's heart was a pool of stagnant water, difficult to stir up any waves.
The fates of the people here were tragic. But were they as tragic as her previous life? The dignified General's legitimate granddaughter ended up being murdered by her husband and best friend.
Looking at Zi You's elegance, the slave dealer presumed she was of nobility. The rainbow-colored brocade was a foreign tribute. Only royalty and the families of those high-ranking officials were allowed to wear it.
The slave dealer saw that Zi You was busily looking and not minding the slaves being filthy, letting them stand up and walk to and fro in front of her. Consequently, he couldn't help himself and said with a flattering smile, "These slaves are not bad. They were originally officials' families' xiaojies. After a few years, they would definitely become good helpers for Xiaojie." Zi You ignored him. She carefully examined the slaves' bone structure. She wanted female warriors who could fight on the battlefield, not average maidservants.