The Zhuangyuan Street is bustling with lights and colorful decorations everywhere. If it is entertainment places, the lights are even brighter, and flags are hung everywhere to wish the students success in the provincial examination, or words like "Jie Yuan".

In addition, the government also attaches great importance to it, so the streets are filled with beautiful lights.

Most of them are wealthy families who will spend money and people to decorate the streets near their mansions. In addition to making money, they also invest in reputation. On the streets, buskers and businessmen coming and going have already occupied the streets.

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Du Ruo and the other two came to the street. The street was blocked with water. Naturally, many carriages had no choice but to go back to the alleys. A few people could only walk in this bustling place.

The world of Great Qin is rich and prosperous.

The buildings on the street are all places of entertainment, with the sound of strings, bamboos, and singing coming continuously. Even the pillars in some brothels are mostly showing their faces at this time. Based on the trend of the provincial examination, Jinling is indeed very lively.

This has nothing to do with whether it will affect students' studies.

Moreover, Jinling is one of the most prosperous cities in the world. Even if there is no trend of rural examination, it may not be any cooler.

Owen Feng was quite interested in some jugglers. Whenever he saw those performing unique tricks such as breaking rocks on their chests or throwing throwing knives while blindfolded, he couldn't help but stop and watch, and would even give some change.

However, Du Ruo was not interested in these sideshows. After all, he had seen more magic tricks that were incomprehensible. It was indeed difficult for him to pay attention to these sideshows.

"Brother Du doesn't seem to be interested in any of this? Is it because these are low-grade junk?" Owen Feng asked.

Du Ruo shook his head and said: "Brother Ou has misunderstood. There are thousands of industries in the world, and there is no difference between high and low. It's just that I have seen too many, so I am not very interested."

"I see," Owen Feng said, "I would say that with Brother Du's mind, he is not so superficial. The reason why our country, Qin Dynasty, is able to look down on the world is not only because of its strong soldiers and horses, let alone the men of letters, but also because of the millions of people in the world.

Thousands of people and various industries make Great Qin so prosperous. Scholars are not necessarily superior to others, they are just more glamorous on the surface."

Du Ruo looked at Owen Feng in surprise. In this era, there are very few people who have the knowledge of Owen Feng. In this era, not only scholars feel that they are superior to others, but also people in other industries themselves.

feel.

Although there is no saying that everything is inferior, only reading is good, but in the context of this era, scholars do have a lot of preferential treatment due to their status. Even martial artists and powerful sects have to bow their heads in front of the government.

It's just that the struggle between civil and military forces has remained unchanged since ancient times.

"What Brother Ou said is the meaning of righteousness and harmony." Du Ruo said.

I'm just not familiar with Owen Feng, so I don't know his specific character. However, if Owen Feng can combine knowledge and action and enter the officialdom, it will be a blessing to the people.

After hearing Du Ruo's words, Owen Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "Heroes see the same thing. It is indeed fate. My friends and I..."

Before Owen Feng finished speaking, a burst of noise suddenly came from the front, interrupting his words.

It was very loud and crowded.

Du Ruo and Owen Feng both looked over involuntarily.

It's just that the front is already in chaos and many people are blocked. You can only see the crowds of people. You can't see clearly at all. You can only see a few young people wearing Confucian shirts in the crowd.

Ou Wenfeng was a lively person, so he pulled Du Ruo over and squeezed in. He was surprised to let him squeeze in among the crowd.

Du Ruo was a little helpless. Han people, no matter what age they are, can never change their nature of watching the excitement.

What a good character this young man has!

Du Ruo sighed in his heart, this is a bad habit, how could he, Mr. Du San, be so superficial!

"Brother Ou is very skilled!"

"It's a trivial matter, it's such a trivial matter, it doesn't matter!"

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In the middle of the street, three young men wearing Confucian shirts were surrounded by a group of big men.

The three young men all looked like typical Da Qin scholars, handsome and upright. However, they all looked thinner. The young man in the middle was holding a little girl in his hand.

The little girl was dirty and in ragged clothes. She hid behind the scholars, her skinny body trembling slightly, her eyes showing fear as she stared at the big men in short shirts in front of her.

There were many big men in short shirts, and they all had one characteristic. They were all tall and strong, holding weapons such as whistle sticks in their hands.

The one with a red birthmark on his face, like a centipede, looked particularly ferocious and fierce. He looked at the scholars and said in a deep voice: "Young gentlemen, I know you are compassionate and kind-hearted, but this girl is our old man."

The Wolf Gang bought it, but it has a contract document, so you just take it away, isn't it against the rules?"

As the centipede-faced man spoke, he took out a contract and said, "This is legal. We are not human traffickers. We spent money to buy this from her father, and the government recognizes it!"

The young man holding the little girl took the paperwork and suddenly looked a little unhappy.

In the crowd, Owen Feng said softly: "I heard someone say two days ago that there are several gangs in Jinling City. The Canglang Gang relies on gambling houses and tooth shops to dominate. Those brothers are here this time.

I'm afraid I will suffer a loss, because human traffickers are different from Yahang, which is recognized by the government."

Du Ruo frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart. No matter before or now, no matter what era he was in, he didn't like these human traffickers. However, he knew that this kind of thing could never be eradicated. He had seen many of them, not to mention, in

In a place where the dental industry is recognized by the government, this kind of thing is even more common.

Just when Du Ruo frowned, not far from the crowd, there was a woman wearing a veil, looking at him.

Next to the veiled woman was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, wearing a green dress. She pointed at Du Ruo and said softly: "Miss, it's him, the one who helped Meng Qingping last time!"

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In the crowd, the young man looked at the paperwork carefully. He lowered his head and saw the panicked look in the little girl's eyes. His heart twitched and he felt very uncomfortable. He said, "Then...then you shouldn't torture such a person like this."

She is such a little kid!"

"Hmph," the centipede-faced man snatched the document and snorted coldly: "Master, it's not your turn to take care of our Canglang Gang's affairs, right?"

"You..." the young man gritted his teeth and said, "I saw it. You spent ten taels of silver to buy her. I'll give you twenty taels. It's okay for me to buy her!"

"No!" The centipede-face refused directly.

"What do you mean, why don't you sell it to me?" the young man said.

The centipede sneered and said: "If you don't want to sell, you won't sell. Business is a matter of your own free will. Besides..."

Centipede said with a gloomy face: "Isn't it time for you guys to return this stinky girl to me? You just injured two of our brothers. Considering their status as scholars, we won't care about it. But if you guys

If you really think that my Canglang Gang is easy to bully, then you really need to think about it carefully!"

"you……"

The three young men were all a little angry, but they didn't know what to say.

The little girl was trembling with fear. She leaned hard against the young man, her lips were trembling, and she prayed: "Brother...brother, save me, he...don't let them take me away...I...

…I’ll be beaten to death!”

The centipede glared at the little girl fiercely and said: "Guys, this girl is a piece of goods in my hands now. I have the final say whether she lives or dies. You'd better give her to me to avoid getting burned!"

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As he said that, the centipede face grabbed the little girl, pulled the little girl over with a strong pull, then looked at the young people very provocatively, and slapped the little girl on the face.

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Immediately, five red handprints appeared on the little girl's face, her face became swollen, her nose bled, and she began to cry loudly.

"Cry for me!"

The centipede slapped his face again and cursed: "Damn it, I spent money to buy you, but you still dare to run away for me. Do you think that finding a few nosy people will be your backer? I'm telling you, I won't care.

I'll slap you to death and no one will dare to say a word!"

The centipede pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, turned his head and chuckled at the young people, his sarcasm clearly revealed.

Du Ruo stood in the crowd with an expressionless face.

On the other hand, Owen Feng, who was next to him, clenched his fists tightly, spat, and cursed in a low voice: "You bitch, I really want to kill you with a knife, you're so stupid!"

Du Ruo looked at Owen Feng with some surprise. Although he had known Owen Feng for a short time, this man had an extraordinary appearance and elegant demeanor. He didn't look like a person who could swear.

Du Ruo looked around and found a very strange phenomenon. There were many young people who were as angry as Owen Peak, and almost all of them were scholars.

"Run, you run,"

The centipede face was still slapping the little girl hard, but the thin little girl, who was only seven or eight years old, had almost fainted and couldn't even cry.

"Damn it, if you can, find some backers. Anyone who dares to hit me, grandma, I can't beat you to death today!"

At this moment, Du Ruo's peripheral vision suddenly became certain.

The young man who was holding the little girl just now suddenly rushed over and kicked the centipede face hard on the back. The young man hugged the little girl and looked at the centipede face.

He said with a fierce face: "I put Chu Tian in the middle of Shu and I'll hit whoever I want. Damn you, you're just a loser!"

Familiar tone, pure Sichuan dialect!

Du Ruo, who also comes from Shu, has an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

It seemed that no one expected that this young man would suddenly take action. Everyone present was stunned. Only the centipede-faced man got up from the ground, wiped the ashes from his face, and shouted: "What the hell are you looking at?

I will beat you until you die!"

It has to be said that the two friends who were traveling with the young man who called themselves Chu Tianfang were also very loyal. Seeing that the Canglang Gang had a large number of people and were armed with weapons, they actually did not move away, but swung their weapons.

He took the hand that had always been holding a pen and wrote, turned it into a fist, and rushed over.

At this moment, Du Ruo's ears suddenly heard Ou Wenfeng's roar: "Damn it, you bullshit Canglang Gang, are you trying to bully me into a scholar who doesn't know how to fight?"

Owen Feng actually raised his fist and rushed in.
To be continued...