Three Kingdoms: Madam, I am a decent person

Chapter 3: The Madam is Pretty
Zhang Sui smiled at Fang Agou.

Sure enough, the lower class people are still very simple and honest.

As long as you are able to help them, they will quickly give back.

Zhang Sui said: "If you need help with reading, reading, or accounting, you can always come to me."

What caught Zhang Sui off guard was that Fang Agou, upon hearing what Zhang Sui said, hurried over and whispered, "Can you write something that erotic?"

Zhang Sui: “.”

Fang Agou grinned and said, "For those of us who work as soldiers, our heads are hanging on our waists and we may be killed at any time. Besides, we don't have any property."

"Of course, there are no women."

"We don't dare to covet the maids in the mansion."

Zhang Sui looked at Fang Agou's somewhat sad expression and nodded, "Yes."

He could understand it a little.

The saying "wealth cannot last for more than three generations" actually contains another meaning: in these troubled times, ordinary people are unlikely to even have offspring.

Therefore, in ancient times, once a dynasty reached its end, when the rebellious armies captured a city, they would often allow their soldiers to burn, kill and loot.

One reason is to vent the anger of the lower-level soldiers.

Secondly, they use the common people's property and women to alleviate the animal desires of the lower-level soldiers. In this way, the rebellious generals who rule these lower-level soldiers will not need to reward them lavishly.

After all, this is also a transfer of contradictions and money.

All of it was passed on to ordinary people.

Zhang Sui said: "I can also draw pictures of this kind."

Fang Agou's eyes lit up.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sui is such a talented scholar!

Fang Agou hurriedly took out two dry biscuits from a corner, stuffed them into Zhang Sui's hands, and said with a flattering smile: "Draw a few pictures when you have time, please."

Zhang Sui munched on a dry biscuit while nodding, "That's no problem. I just need some pens and ink. If you have paper, that would be great. But, these things are all quite expensive, right?"

Although paper has existed since the end of the Han Dynasty.

However, the production cost is still too high and the process is too complicated.

At this time, paper was still a luxury item.

Except for princes and nobles, the vast majority of people still used bamboo slips.

Fang Agou gritted his teeth and said, "It's a bit expensive. But as long as you are willing to do it, I will take care of it."

A voice came from outside, "Have you found the house? Everyone, come out, the Madam is here with the Second Young Master!"

Fang Agou hurriedly said to Zhang Sui: "Let's go out and gather first."

Zhang Sui followed Fang Agou out of the room.

In the spacious courtyard, at this moment, various "burly men" and newly joined refugees quickly came out from various rooms.

The "big guys" stood on the left, forming two rows.

The refugees who had just joined stood next to the "big man" and formed two rows.

A middle-aged man wearing a tight short jacket and a sword on his waist, nearly 1.85 meters tall and quite strong, with his hands behind his back, looked at everyone with a cold face.

Seeing that everyone was standing in position, the middle-aged man walked through the refugees and dragged them to the fixed line, saying, "Madam and the second young master will be here soon."

Glancing at the twenty refugees who had just joined, the middle-aged man said coldly, "Madam and the Second Young Master took pity on you, so they accepted you as their followers and provided you with food, clothing, shelter and transportation."

"Madam and the Second Young Master are our heaven, our earth, and our parents."

"Don't insult my lady."

"When you meet someone, you have to bow your head."

"When encountering danger, you must immediately protect Madam and the other young masters and young ladies in the mansion from danger."

"Only when they are well, can we be well. Do you understand?"

The refugees responded sparsely.

At this moment, voices were heard outside the archway on the east side of the courtyard, getting closer and closer.

The middle-aged man hurried forward to greet him.

Everyone looked towards the arch.

After a while, three figures were seen walking in from the other end of the arch.

Walking in front were a man and a woman.

The man looked like a boy of about 14 or 15 years old, with a fair and handsome face, and he was wearing a green brocade robe, which gave him a sense of wealth and opulence. The woman looked to be in her early 30s, wearing a blue dress, with a curvaceous figure.

A pretty face, fair and delicate.

She has a mature lady temperament.

Like a young woman who is so mature that she is about to cum.

The refugees were all a little stunned.

They had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

However, they all lowered their heads immediately.

Although it was the first time they met her, as people from the lower class, they knew that this kind of woman was not someone they could covet.

Even looking at it for one more moment is not allowed.

Zhang Sui also hurriedly lowered his head.

He secretly complained in his heart.

This woman, even before she traveled through time, was definitely the best of the best.

She is more beautiful and has more temperament than most of the wealthy ladies who often appear on TV.

Zhang Sui thought about what he had seen and heard on the way from the city gate.

He felt a little sad.

The end of the Han Dynasty was the era when aristocratic families officially rose to prominence.

Since then, this land has entered a strange situation: the so-called change of dynasties is the transfer of power among the aristocratic families. In the wars of every dynasty, the common people have suffered, while the children of the aristocratic families still live a life of luxury.

Therefore, later generations wrote poems saying: When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people suffer.

However, no matter how sad it is, we have to face reality.

Zhang Sui made a decision secretly.

For myself now, I will first base myself on reality.

Gain a firm foothold in the Zhen Mansion.

Don’t worry about other things for now.

Behind the man and woman was an old man in a green shirt.

The old man was holding a pile of clothes in his hands.

The middle-aged man had a cold look on his face before, but now he was very respectful and flattering to the three people.

As the three people came in and stood in front of the two rows of refugees, the middle-aged man continued, "My fellow soldiers, Madam and the Second Young Master have pity on you. We know that you have just joined our Zhen family and have nothing. Therefore, today we specially sent you two sets of clothes. You must always remember Madam and the Second Young Master's kindness in the future!"

The woman had a gentle expression and said nothing, but gestured for the old man and the young man to come forward.

The boy took the clothes from the old man and handed two sets of clothes to each refugee.

Every refugee who received the clothes expressed gratitude.

After distributing the clothes, the women, teenagers and old people left.

Only after they disappeared at the other end of the arch did the middle-aged man let everyone disperse.

Zhang Sui held the clothes and returned to the room with Fang Agou.

Fang Agou smiled at Zhang Sui and whispered, "Did you see the lady just now? She is truly the best in the world. Moreover, she is a widow."

"I don't know which bastard is so lucky to sleep with her."

"We, the followers, will never get to eat her fart in this lifetime."

He raised his eyebrows at Zhang Sui and asked, "Can you draw a woman as beautiful as my wife?"

Zhang Sui shook his head.

Don't say he doesn't have the ability.

His so-called painting is just mediocre.

He didn't dare to draw!
What a joke.

Do what you deserve.

If I were to paint that woman, I would definitely be beaten up given my status.

As people at the bottom of society, we must have the awareness of people at the bottom of society.

Fang Agou smiled and said, "That's fine. Don't paint if you can. If people find out, you'll be in big trouble. Madam, it's not something people like us can covet. Not even for a moment."

(End of this chapter)