Exile at the start? Milkball filming, hoarding billions of resources

The people of the northern frontier were already used to the fact that the constables would lose the household registration of exiles. After a simple inquiry about their names and a quick check of the documents, they issued them new household registrations.

The Shen family was originally registered as officials, but now they have all become ordinary citizens.

Wan Zhenzhen's eyes immediately reddened when she saw the new household registration she had just received.

"My father is the Second Grand Secretary, how could I be a commoner!"

"Are you sure you've got the wrong person?!"

The clerk standing nearby said unhappily upon hearing this.

"Don't even mention that your father is the Second Grand Secretary; even if you were the Jade Emperor, you'd only be able to obtain civilian status here."

"You didn't come here as a young lady; you're a convict!"

"It's already a great favor from His Majesty that exiled criminals were granted civilian status; there are still many military households and slaves over there!"

Wan Zhenzhen angrily stuffed the new household registration into her sleeve.

"It's nothing serious. I'll regain my official status sooner or later."

Cheng Hu glanced at the newly issued slave registers with a blank expression.

He was originally a military household member, of lowly status, and being reduced to slavery was within his expectations.

But, are slaves still considered human?

From now on, it will only be able to survive by wagging its tail and begging for scraps of food from its owner's fingers.

A hint of ferocity appeared in Cheng Hu's eyes.

A servant like him, who is tall, strong, and capable, is very popular.

As soon as the slave status was obtained, people who had been squatting nearby squeezed over.

"My household provides room and board, three taels of silver a month. Would you like to come?"

"Three taels of silver a month is too much. I'll give you four taels, but it won't cover your food."

Cheng Hu looked at these people expressionlessly.

An old woman squinted at him.

"My young master needs a bodyguard, and I think you would be a good fit."

"However, you look like you eat a lot. With food so expensive these days, most families can't afford to feed you."

"Here's the arrangement: you can eat whatever you want in my household, and I'll also give you four taels of silver every month. But you must stay by my young master's side at all times and be at his beck and call!"

"If he tells you to go east, you absolutely cannot go west; if he tells you to be a dog, you absolutely cannot be a chicken."

Shen Zhaoning looked at the old woman in confusion after hearing her words.

"But he's a human being, not a dog or a chicken."

The old woman raised her cloudy eyes and looked at Shen Zhaoning with her eyebrows furrowed.

"You lackey, you lackey! Haven't you heard of him?"

"A servant is the lowest of creatures in the world. It's a blessing if his master gives him food. Even if his master beats him to death, he should still kneel down and thank him!"

The old woman's words were full of contempt.

Faced with the old woman's disdain, Cheng Hu clenched his fist tightly, but quickly relaxed it.

She's right.

Slavery is the lowest of the low; even if someone is beaten or killed, no one will stand up for them.

Shen Zhaoning disagreed with the old woman's words.

"Oh dear, are you sick?"

Why am I suddenly calling myself despicable?

"Speaking of which, Emperor Taizu was once a slave... You wouldn't happen to have some kind of grudge against Emperor Taizu, would you?"

The little guy's voice was sweet and clear, standing out exceptionally well in the chaotic environment.

Upon hearing the little guy's words, everyone turned their attention to the old woman.

Upon hearing this, the constable who was processing the household registrations for everyone couldn't help but look over.

"How dare you speak ill of the founding emperor!"

The old woman quickly knelt down.

"My lord, spare my life! This has nothing to do with me! It was this brat who spoke nonsense."

Seeing the old woman kneel down, Shen Zhaoning also knelt down, but she kept her back straight and her posture dignified.

"My lord, spare my life! I misspoke without intention. I was just moved by what this old woman said: servants are the lowest of creatures in the world. Even if they are immediately beaten and killed by their masters, they should still kneel down and thank them."

"If everyone treated slaves like this, how could Emperor Taizu have had the opportunity to achieve great things!"

Seeing that Shen Zhaoning showed no fear, spoke eloquently, and had a clear mind, the bailiff couldn't help but feel a little more fond of the little fellow.

"That's right. Even if they are slaves, they are still citizens of Great Yun! Protected by the laws of Great Yun, how can they be killed at will!"

The constable glared angrily at the old woman.

"Whose servant are you? State your name, and I will immediately inform my master and personally go to your residence to investigate whether you have committed any acts of disregard for human life!"

The old woman was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, kneeling and begging for mercy.

Cheng Hu looked at Shen Zhaoning with complicated emotions.

I never expected that this little dumpling, who usually looks so soft and cuddly, would actually take the initiative to protect him.

After this incident, everyone thought Cheng Hu was a troublemaker and no one wanted to step forward.

All the other convicts who had been reduced to slavery were selected, leaving Cheng Hu standing alone in the same spot.

If he cannot find a master today, he will have no choice but to be taken to the slave market and sold.

At least now we can choose our masters, but when that time comes, we'll have to leave it to fate.

Qin Su was a talented general; whenever he saw a promising young man with good skills, he couldn't resist wanting to recruit him into his ranks.

Seeing Cheng Hu's current predicament, he impulsively extended an invitation.

"You're quite skilled and strong. Would you like to come with us?"

Cheng Hu's cooperation with the Shen family was limited to the journey to exile.

Now that we've all arrived at our place of exile, we should each fend for ourselves.

Cheng Hu had no intention of continuing to get involved with the Shen family.

He could tell that the Shen family had grand ambitions, and getting involved would not benefit him.

It would be better to find a more stable master and obediently become a servant.

But for some reason, he felt a sense of melancholy.

Especially when he saw Shen Zhaoning hiding behind Shen Yu, peeking at him with her clear eyes, he felt a pang of reluctance.

"Sure, as long as you pay."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Cheng Hu regretted them.

Following the Shen family means living a life of constant danger; why did he agree to that so carelessly?

He wanted to take back what he had just said, but the words wouldn't come out no matter what he said.

Forget it.

He is now a slave; he has no right to choose his master.

Moreover, the Shen family is quite nice; they are kind and generous.

They didn't have much money on them, so Qin Su couldn't make the decision herself and had to ask Hua Zhuyue for instructions.

Before Hua Zhuyue could speak, Wan Zhenzhen spoke up.

"Don't even think about getting my money. I've worked so hard to protect it."

These people criticized her for hiding money, and Hua Zhuyue even protected the stone monkey in order to warn these exiles.

Her reputation has been damaged by this scheme, so why should she pay up?

Hua Zhuyue looked at Cheng Hu.

"We don't have any money on us right now. Let me try to scrape together some. How about we sign the indenture first?"

Signing a contract is a guarantee for Cheng Hu, ensuring that he won't be easily captured and sold.

Cheng Hu said he wanted money, but he wasn't worried at all that the Shen family would default on their debt. He took the indenture, signed it, and put his fingerprint on it in one smooth and efficient motion.

The old woman was so angry that she clutched her back and cursed.

"You lowly dog ​​slave, I offer you four taels of silver a month and you refuse, you actually pay me extra!"