"Xiao Cui, hahaha!"

"Master, Master, what are you going to do?"

In the mail room of Xiao's mansion, Xiao Cui stepped back timidly in the face of a vulgar mansion, because anyone knew that the village chief Xiao was just an old man and had more than a dozen concubines in his family.

These dozens of people owed him rent and really had no money to pay, so they mortgaged them to Village Chief Xiao as his concubine.

Although Xiao Cui's family also owes the rent from Village Chief Xiao's family, Xiao Cui's father is honest and does not ask Xiao Cui to be a concubine, but becomes a maid.

Although the salary of being a maid is small, one day I will pay off my debts.

Of course, this is just an expectation of the poor. In fact, the profits are getting more and more profits every year, and the money may not be paid back in my life.

But Xiao Cui's father just wanted to make more money. Xiao Cui worked in Xiao Mansion for a few more years and could always pay back the money.

So although Xiao Cui came to Xiao Mansion, she was always wary of her master.

But at this time, Village Chief Xiao didn't care at all. Although he knew how the villagers behind him were talking about him, he didn't mind at all. Instead, he thought that those poor guys couldn't eat grapes and said that the grapes were sour. After all, not everyone could do it with thirteen concubines in the village.

And what happened to the thirteenth house concubine? I can afford to raise it. Can you afford it if you were?

Of course, he was not slandering the other party's body this time. Although he had also slandered him, although Xiao Cui looked average, she was young and had that youthful aura.

It’s just a pity that Xiao Cui guards him like a thief.

Village Chief Xiao smiled awkwardly, and then said, "This Xiao Cui, you are not young anymore. As the saying goes, a man should get married when he is old. Your sister Yingying went to study in the East at the age of fifteen and got married and had children at the age of sixteen. You are not much younger than your sister Yingying."

Xiao Cui's mouth twitched unnaturally, and she knew that this old man had no good intentions.

So Xiao Cui hurriedly said, "I already have a sweetheart, the Dazhuang in the village."

Village Chief Xiao said disdainfully: "What's the point of Dazhuang? I'm not a long-term worker in my family. Let me tell you Xiao Cui, the person I found for you is not an ordinary person. He is a prince. Although he is the prince of Japan, you have also seen that we in China are Japanese sooner or later.

And at that time, you are the princess, and even the master has to listen to you. Just the money your family owes me, and a word from others will be written off. Isn’t it better than being a maid like me?"

Xiao Cui hesitated for a moment, thinking about her father who had already bent over to pay off her debts, she really felt distressed.

But then she thought about it and her father once warned her that although she was poor, she could not lose her backbone. She must not do anything against her conscience just because of a little benefit.

Thinking of this, Xiao Cui resolutely refused and said, "Master, you should look for someone else in this matter. I still like Dazhuang."

Village Chief Xiao said angrily: "Silly thing, then you can work at my house until you die!"

Speaking of this, Village Chief Xiao turned around and left and went to another maid's room. But the result was the same.

Although these two girls are very poor, they have backbone and do not even take the village chief Xiao’s trick.

Village Chief Xiao was furious. However, at this moment, her daughter Xiao Yingying came to him and said, "Dad, why are you so angry?"

Village Chief Xiao sighed, "Aren't I having some fun for the prince? But these two dead girls are just stubborn and can't even pull back ten cows. They deserve to be poor for the rest of their lives."

Xiao Yingying frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "Dad, if the two girls don't want to serve His Highness the Prince, why don't you send the Thirteenth concubine over?"

Village Chief Xiao looked at his daughter with a squinted eyes and was stunned for a while. Because this filial daughter actually wanted to give her mother to someone.

Xiao Yingying said at this time: "Dad, I can't bear to let my child go to trap a wolf! Now that we have a prince as our backer in the future, what kind of woman can you find?"

Village Chief Xiao thought it was true. His thirteenth concubine was originally a song and could serve others!

So Village Chief Xiao sighed helplessly, and then went to discuss with his thirteenth concubine.

Xiao Yingying also let out a long sigh at this time. After all, if she couldn't find a suitable one, she had to take action personally. After all, compared with the prince, Jingchunjun is nothing.

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At the same time, Jingchunjun, who suddenly looked a little green, was walking towards Feng Baobao who was locked in another cellar.

Feng Baobao Kitashirakawa Se and others also took him with him in order to take Feng Baobao as a hostage at critical moments.

Feng Baobao is the director of the Fifty-one Arsenal, and he even has some approval documents for imported special steel.

Therefore, Kitashirakawa Shi believes that Feng Baobao has value as a hostage.

He had always brought Feng Baobao by his side before. After arriving at the Xiao family, the basement area was very small, so Kitashirakawa Sei locked Feng Baobao in another cellar.

It was very cold in the cellar, and Feng Baobao was tied up again, trembling with coldness.

When Feng Baobao saw Jingchun, he said weakly: "Water, give me some hot water, I'm going to freeze to death."

Jingchun sneered, then asked his men beside him to get hot water, and he walked to Feng Baobao and said, "It's easy to be comfortable. Talk to me and I'll make you feel comfortable."

Feng Baobao was frozen at this time and was no longer energetic, and his hands and feet were tied up as if they were not his.

He forced his eyes to open his eyes and said, "You, what are you going to ask?"

Jingchun leaned over and lowered his voice and said, "Do you still have the impression of the submachine gun design you carry?"

Feng Baobao asked back, "Aren't you all snatched away?"

Jingchun said again: "But I haven't seen it before, you're talking more details."

Feng Baobao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little more energetic in his heart, because if the other party wanted to ask about this, although he would not get out of trouble, he would at least make himself feel better. Moreover, he hadn't eaten for two days, otherwise he would not be as weak as he is now.

So after thinking about it, Feng Baobao said, "You can help loosen the tied rope first. My hands and feet seem to be not my own. If, if I die, no one will answer you if you want to ask."

But seeing that Feng Baobao didn't seem to be pretending, and the cellar was cold, he felt it. What's more, Feng Baobao was one of their bargaining chips to escape, and he didn't want Feng Baobao to die like this.
Chapter completed!