The whole fragrant bamboo building is quiet, and everyone looks at an lanxintong.

Everyone is looking at an lanxintong with surprised eyes, many people are open mouth, so surprised.

We used to think that an lanxintong's saying that he wanted to redeem the son of the moon was a joke. It was a joke beyond his capacity.

Maybe it's a joke to win the trust of yuegongzi.

The women who come to xiangzhulou, which is not rhetoric, say some lies.

At that time, an lanxintong said that. Everyone thought it was a joke.

Now seeing that an lanxintong still said so, we were surprised.

Because everyone present knew that an lanxintong was serious.

Because at this time, an lanxintong did have money.

Ten thousand taels of silver!

Even if he is a slave, he is not worth ten thousand taels of silver.

Many of the people present will only spend money to enjoy themselves, but not so much money to redeem themselves.

We all think that this Anlan Xintong is not a fool, was stimulated silly?

For a long time, everyone was stunned and there was no response.

An Lan Xin Tong Cu Cu eyebrow heart, "I say again, I want to give month childe redeem body!"

"Miss Anlan, wait a moment. We'll report to the landlord right away!"

When the owner of xiangzhulou heard the news from his subordinates, his face changed.

Is there really a woman who is sincere?

Is that an Lan Xin Tong?

The landlord sighed, and after some adjustment, he was redeemed at a high price.

Ten thousand taels of silver is quite a lot.

When he bought yueman bamboo, it was 100 Liang silver.

The landlord took out the paper deed of yueman bamboo, "give it to miss Anlan!"

So Anlan Xintong really bought yueman bamboo with 10000 taels of silver.

When she got the deed of sale, an lanxintong's face changed.

She felt a little angry and wanted to tear it on the spot.

But she thought that when she went back, she would give the paper contract to yuemanzhu, and he would handle it. She redeemed yuemanzhu, because she wanted yuemanzhu to be free, and he was his own master.

When the people in the building informed yuemanzhu, yuemanzhu was reading in his room.

For a moment, he didn't believe it, but seeing the brother's excited eyes in the building, he probably knew it was true.

Yuemanzhu nodded, "I'll clean up!"

Yuemanzhu knew that he would be an lanxintong's own person.

Yuemanzhu doesn't have many things. He simply takes a burden, and then changes into conservative brocade clothes. He arranges his hair and looks like a good family member.

This kind of yueman bamboo, in fact, has a more refined atmosphere.

It's just that when people think of him as a slave, they just shake their heads and sigh.

Identity is the reason why people despise it.

It's like rank.

When yuemanzhu went down from the upstairs, he saw many women's eyes, which were amazing but pitiful. Those eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain.

But he knew that an lanxintong's eyes were clean. She would look at him with bright eyes, but she never had a trace of disdain.

When he appeared in an lanxintong's sight, an lanxintong's eyes lit up.

The eyes brightened.

Yueman bamboo on such a look, his step meal, perhaps from this time on, he can believe what she said.

Maybe not all women are the same, at least Anlan Xintong is different.