Sun Chenghai, male, forty years old, sixth rank in martial arts, the current guard of the city Xiancheng Dutong.

Five years ago, he was the admiral of Xiancheng guard, but he was promoted to guard Dutong because of the appreciation of King Xian.

His original wife, Laizhou Mis, contracted the disease five years ago. The cause of the disease was suspected to be chills and died.

The following month, Sun Chenghai continued the Xianxian Xiancheng merchant's daughter Zeng.

At the end of the same year, Sun Chenghai adopted a five-year-old girl, Pei Lan Cangyue, a survivor of the Kingdom of Xianzhu.

Pei Lan Cangyue, the daughter of the former General Xianzhu State, was adopted by Sun Chenghai and his wife and regarded her as her own.

The original son of Sun Chenghai was born to the Mi clan, who had a cowardly and introverted personality.

These are all the information that Chuci extracted from the dossier.

Tuk Tuk Tuk...

Chu Ci put down the dossier, tapped his fingers on the table, and started to think.

Sun Chenghai's original life trajectory was very ordinary. Until five years ago, Sun Chenghai's life suddenly changed significantly.

First, he was promoted to guard Dutong by an exception, and then his original partner died of illness. In less than a month, he continued to marry a house.

Adopt the survivor of Xianzhu country, the daughter of the general, and treat it as if she had come out, ignoring her own blood.

If it were not for the detailed records of the dossier and there was no obvious flaw, Chu Ci would suspect that Sun Chenghai had been replaced.

"five years ago···"

Chu Ci sighed softly, leaning back on the seat.

What happened five years ago?

Why has Sun Chenghai's life trajectory changed so much?

What role did King Xian play in it?

Thoughts came one after another in Chuci's mind.

After a long while, Chu Ci rubbed his eyebrows and called the teahouse shopkeeper to come in.

"grown ups!"

The beauty shopkeeper opened the door and walked into the tea room, standing in front of Chuci respectfully.

"What is the shopkeeper's last name?"

Chu Ci looked at the shopkeeper and asked aloud.

Upon hearing this, the beauty shopkeeper hurriedly replied, "Menggui's surname is Tong."

"Tong shopkeeper." Chu Ci nodded and asked aloud, "How many years has Tong shopkeeper been in the teahouse?"

The shopkeeper Tong replied in a soft voice, with a voice that is unique to Xiancheng.

"It's been three years."

"The owner of the pavilion found me three years ago and asked me to run this teahouse."

Chu Ci looked at the treasurer Tong, and asked, "Is the treasurer Tong a local from Xiancheng?"

"Um."

The shopkeeper Tong nodded, raising his hand and brushing his sideburns.

"I grew up in Xiancheng since I was a child, and when I left."

With a thought in Chu Ci, he tentatively asked, "Treasurer Tong, can you tell me what major changes have been made in Xiancheng over the years?"

"Big changes..."

The shopkeeper Tong frowned slightly and began to think.

"The changes in Xiancheng have been more pronounced in the last five years."

"Five years ago, His Royal Highness Xian Wang vigorously launched a series of changes."

"Including the expansion and reconstruction of Xiancheng, as well as the development of surrounding areas, and commercial circulation..."

"Even the entire management registration system that affects the entire southern region!"

"In general, King Xian contributed a lot to the changes in Xiancheng and even the Southern Territory."

Hearing this, Chu Ci fell silent.

Was it also five years ago?

"Tong shopkeeper."

Chu Ci looked at the treasurer Tong deeply, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you know about this Royal Highness Xian Wang?"

The shopkeeper Tong was startled when he heard the words, and said with a look of embarrassment, "My lord, Your Royal Highness Xian Wang is a royal family kin."

"The teahouse has a rule that it will not actively collect information about the royal family members of the Longyan Empire."

Chu Ci nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, shopkeeper Tong, these files can be taken away."

The shopkeeper Tong stepped forward to take the dossier and bowed to leave.

Outside the teahouse.

Chuci, Leng Ruxue and Shi Liang stood on the side of the road.

"My lord, where do you go next?"

Shi Liang looked at the shops on both sides of the street and asked Chu Ci aloud.

Chu Ci pondered for a moment, and said, "Is there anything unique about Cross Street?"

Shi Liang scratched his head and murmured, "There is nothing special about Cross Street?"

"Except for the different styles and environments, the rest is that the things sold are very expensive!"

"Oh, right!"

Shi Liang suddenly clapped his palms, seeming to remember something.

"My lord, there is really a very special place in this cross street!"

A look of interest appeared in Chu Ci's eyes, and he asked aloud, "Where?"

Shi Liang walked up to Chu Ci and whispered in a low voice, "Located in the underground auction site in the north district of Shizijie!"

Chu Ci was startled when he heard the words, and then said with a smile, "Although the underground auction site is a bit unique, there is no need to say it is so mysterious, right?"

Shi Liang shook his head and said in a low voice, "My lord, I heard that there is a slave auction in this underground auction room!"

"what?!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes when Chu Ci heard the words, and he said in a deep voice, "The empire expressly stipulates that any slave auction is forbidden!"

"How dare Xiancheng defy the imperial laws openly?"

"Don't you want to rebel against the king!"

Shi Liang's face turned pale, and he almost collapsed to the ground in fright by Chu Ci.

"My lord, listen to me."

"In fact, this is not a slave auction, but an alternative employment method."

"It's just that the hired people are all survivors of the Xianzhu country, so we jokingly call it a slave auction."

Shi Liang gave Chu Ci a trembling look, and tentatively said, "My lord, I just said the wrong thing. Don't blame it."

The power that Chuci showed in an instant just now completely frightened Shi Liang.

After listening to Shi Liang's explanation, Chu Ci patted Shi Liang on the shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, I don't mean to blame you."

Shi Liang was relieved, and said in a pretentiously relaxed tone, "My lord, you really scared me."

Chu Ci waved his hand and said, "Tell me carefully about this underground auction."

Shi brightly nodded, "My lord, shall we talk while walking?"

Shi Liang took Chuci to the underground auction house in the North District, while explaining to Chuci aloud.

In addition to auctioning some rare and antique antiques, the underground auction house also has one of the most special auctions, which is the right of employment for the remnants of Zhu Kingdom!

Powerful and wealthy businessmen can offer their own liking price, or monthly salary of members, or hidden benefits.

Using this as a bargaining chip, compete for the auction of the employment rights of the survivors of the Xianzhu country and hire them as servants of the family.

And the more honorable the survivors of the Xianzhu country, the more intense the competition.

Once a wealthy merchant offered fifty taels of silver a month and hired a nobleman from the original Xianzhu country.

Chu Ci frowned and pondered for a moment, and asked, "How many are such survivors of Xianzhu Country?"

Shi Liang shook his head slightly, "Not much."

"The survivors of the Xianzhu country who appeared in the underground auction are basically nobles or people with high status."

"These people have lost their homes and desperate, but they are not willing to put down their bodies and work hard to support themselves. They can only go to the underground auction house and let the powerful and wealthy businessmen bid to compete."

After speaking, everyone came to a typical Xianzhu country style building.

Shi Liang pointed to the building in front of him and said aloud, "My lord, it should be here."

Chu Ci nodded and took the lead and walked over.

"Go, go in and take a look."