The scheming empress starts by conquering men

When someone asked a question, the old woman's hunched body straightened slightly and she looked up at the person who came.

When the old woman saw Shaodian Si Shui's appearance and attire, there was obvious surprise and alertness on her face. She said nothing, but lowered her head and hugged her granddaughter who was in a coma due to a high fever.

The woman next to her and her husband were snuggling together, but they were also wary of her and even glanced at her secretly from time to time.

"Don't be afraid, old man. I'm not a bad person."

Shaodian Sishui had a gentle smile on her face.

She was really curious about how the Pass Feather was stolen.

Even if it is stolen, you can't use that thing because it's not your name or mark, so you can't impersonate it.

The pass feather is a bronze feather with your name and fingerprint printed on it.

Having a name is not enough, the little finger must also match the pattern on the back of the bronze feather.

Each person changes his feathers every twenty years for fear that the pattern on his little finger will not match that of the feathers.

Why the little finger? It’s very simple. It is not used often and fingerprints will not be worn out.

Each person has a feather, which is a symbol of civilian status.

Even slaves had the word "slave" marked on their faces and necks.

She still wrote these small details of the plot.

"Old man, I just want to ask about the clearance feather. You want to go into the city, right? I can take you in."

When the old woman heard this, she looked at the woman in aristocratic clothing in front of her in surprise.

She wanted to take them into the city, just to ask for the lost clearance feather?

Before the old woman could think about it, the woman next to her touched the forehead of her daughter in her arms and said anxiously.

“Mother, tell her! Oreki has a fever. If it gets any hotter, she’ll die!”

The old woman looked at her only granddaughter and sighed with heartache.

His eyes dodged slightly and he spoke in a low voice with an extremely unnatural expression.

"To be honest, sir, I didn't lose the Pass Feather. I sold it for four deerskin coins."

"sold?"

"Your family's feathers were sold for only four deerskins?"

Shaodian Sishui was a little surprised. How dare someone buy and sell state-owned property?

Still selling cheaply!

One deerskin coin is equivalent to one thousand yuan in modern times, and ten deerskin coins can be exchanged for one shell coin.

Who is the mastermind behind this life-threatening business?

Shaodian Sishui restrained his edge and fell into deep thought.

I didn't even have a hot meal or any sleep the whole day today, and so much has changed.

Not only did they add more scenes and change the plot, but they also revealed more conspiracies.

Shaodian Sishui still had a smile on his face and asked the old woman, "Who did you sell it to?"

The old woman muttered with an extremely desperate look on her face.

"I don't want to sell it, but my granddaughter needs money to save her life!"

"We sold our fields and our house just to buy medicine for her!"

"Right now...I, we...have nothing."

"But...she is still so young. I have to sell her feathers for some money. She is the only root of our family!"

"My eldest daughter, she can no longer spit out pearls, she can't ..."

"Mom!"

The woman next to her interrupted the mother's words with embarrassment and sadness.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

And in front of outsiders.

Seeing her daughter's grim expression, the old woman choked up and sighed, pounding her chest with her fists.

"It's all my fault for being useless! It's all my fault for being useless! Oh my God! Mmmmm..."

The old woman covered her face and cried.

The woman and man next to them couldn't help but feel sad and cried together.

Even the little girl with a high fever in his arms was crying along with the mosquito's humming, tormented by the illness.

Looking at the old woman's excited and desperate expression, there was nothing Shaodian Sishui couldn't understand.

Forced by life and oppression of feudal society.

At this moment, she inexplicably resonated with it.

He stepped forward and held the old woman's thin, dry and dirty hand to prevent her from hitting him.

"Old man, I understand."

"I understand. You must not blame yourself."

The old woman was still in pain, and Si Shui observed them.

Seeing the four people squatting at the foot of the city without a place to shelter from the wind and rain when the storm came, she didn't know how to express her compassion.

But this is the background of slavery, and sacrifices all require human beings.

It was a blessing from God that they could become civilians rather than slaves.

Blame her. Blame her for writing the background of the novel with too much imperial supremacy, and also blame her for writing about the feudal era of slavery.

However, the fact that the old woman at her age still thought of selling the feathers shows that this business has existed for a long time.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to sell the feathers.

Moreover, buying and selling feathers is a serious crime under the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Someone disregarded the laws and morals of the country and secretly bought and sold feathers. The power of the person behind this must be above that of a marquis, and may even rise to the level of a royal family.

royal?

Shaodian Sishui's eyes narrowed instantly.

A slight association came to my mind.

Feathers...royal family...weapons.

Ah! Holy shit.

Her heart instantly exploded with fear.

It turns out that she was the person behind the scenes. How could she have forgotten about this?

Shaodian Sishui put away his thoughts, looked at the old woman who was crying sadly in front of him, and said softly.

"How about this, old man? Come with me into the city first. We'll find an inn to stay in while I look for a good witch doctor to treat your granddaughter."

She hesitated for a moment, then continued, "If you want to talk about the feather trade, then you can. If you don't want to, then you can keep silent. What do you think?"

When the old woman heard the words of the nobleman in front of her, she was stunned.

Is this noble man joking?

But looking at her expression, she didn't seem to be joking. Could it be that she really met a living Bodhisattva among her noble people?

She got excited and knelt down in gratitude, kowtowed to Si Shui "bang bang bang".

"Living Bodhisattva! You are the living Bodhisattva sent down from heaven!"

"Hurry up, kowtow to the nobleman together."

While she was kowtowing, she did not forget to remind her daughter and daughter-in-law to kowtow together.

Even the little girl who had a fever was drowsy and wanted to stand up and kowtow.

I wonder what this old woman would think if she knew that she was the mastermind behind the feather trading.

Shaodian Sishui hurried to help and stop them.

"Alright, alright, old man, please get up quickly. You see, the little girl is still running a fever. We can't delay the child's treatment. If you keep doing this, the child will get even sicker."

The old woman was in tears. She refused Si Shui's help to get up and insisted on kowtowing, tears streaming down her face.

"Thank you so much, sir! Thank you so much, benefactor!"

No words could express her inner gratitude.

Shaodian Sishui grabbed her shoulders and prevented her from kowtow.

"Don't thank me now. If I can't take you into the city later, you'd better thank me too early."

The old woman shook her head, stood up, picked up her granddaughter, and spoke to her gratefully and seriously.

"Even if you can't bring me into the city and it's just a trick, at least I am happy at the moment."

What's more, she is a noble lady. As long as she brings civilians into the city, the defenders will definitely let them go.

Shaodian Sishui didn't know what his mood was at this moment. He could only say that the hearts of people in a slave society were very pure.

She looked at the pile of broken pots and pans on the ground, and at the bleeding straw sandals on their feet, especially the old woman's feet, which were mired in the mud as the rain fell on the ground.

It’s kind of heartbreaking to watch.

"Old man, can you ride a horse?" Shaodian Sishui asked.