Chapter 59 Volume 8

Jiangzuo City

On a winter night, the moon is as cool as water and the wind is as cold as a knife.

There is a mansion in the alley of the West Street. There are three big characters on the plaque that is illuminated at the door.

Yanwang Mansion.

The people in the city privately called the mansion the King of Hell, and when those women teach their children a lesson, they will point to the alley, "There is a mansion the King of Hell, where there is a mansion that lives in the king of Hell, who specializes in eating disobedient children."

At the entrance of the quiet alley, a tall and thin young man was dressed in plain gray clothes, his face was stained with dust, and his shiny eyes stared at the mansion in the distance. He pursed his dry lips, took out a paper bag from his arms, and ate the remaining little dry cakes.

"Ding, Volume 8 "Unuseless", the goal is to make today's ninth son Liu Yan, the main task, become Liu Yan's confidant and side task, and let the princess voluntarily ask for a divorce letter."

Sitting down against the wall, licking the pancake beside his mouth, he patted his face hard to make himself integrate into this new identity as soon as possible.

"continue."

"Ding, Cheng is useless. The illegitimate son of the Cheng family in Bingshancheng is also Mr. Chen's current identity. He just passed away from his hometown after he was 20 years old. His elderly mother passed away not long ago. She is now alone, ideal and outstanding."

"111, sometimes I think, but fortunately you are there." Silently closed his eyes, "Remind me to go back to complete the task."

"Ding, 111 reminds Mr. Chen that he is currently moving towards a sensational drama. I suggest you stop, otherwise..."

"I know, otherwise I will maintain it again." Chen Si pulled his mouth a little, put his hands in his sleeves, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep in the memories of the city of London.

Just as dawn broke out, several guards came out of the palace. They were carrying a long table and saw a dozen young men walking over in silence. Gradually, more and more people ran over there. He patted the dust on his body, cleaned the hair on his cheeks, and followed him.

One of the guards patted the table to calm everyone down, "Everyone comes to see, the royal palace recruits people, with a monthly salary of 2 taels, and requires that they are free from illness and pain, strong and healthy, and work quickly. It is best to be able to read the words and read clearly, they are slaves, and they will be slaves for life..." The guards finished talking a lot, and the scene became even more lively.

Everyone at the long table was blushing and tugging hard, afraid that they would not have a quota if they were too late.

The saying of a monthly salary of 2 taels made the young men feel like they were injected with chicken blood. They didn't care about the later part of the prince's slaves. They had a good meal and had such a high monthly salary. This was the virtue accumulated by their ancestors.

"I have read books and have been a book boy before, and I can..."

The words in silent mouth were interrupted by a rough and impatient shout. Looking at him with thin arms and legs, the guard waved his hand to leave with disgust.

Chen Si showed a begging expression and said sincerely, "I can work and my hands are quick. Can the two officials be compatible?"

The guard with a pockmarked look on his face pulled the people around him and said, "I'm not short of one to fulfill my request, so I'll just take it first. Then I'll let him clean up the bedding and leave."

The fat man touched his chin, looked up and down and was silent, pondered for a while, "It's done."
Chapter completed!